Chapter 1171: Chapter 1171
1171: Chapter 1157: Harvest 1171: Chapter 1157: Harvest Steel Battleship?
The warship, resembling a creeping Black Dragon with its imposing black skeleton structure, caught everyone’s eyes with its various obvious “dragon type” sculptures.
Meow leaped out of the sea, and under the guidance of Lu Ping’an, had completed her first round of reconnaissance.
The hurried reminder of the Fishman Leader was also out of concern that Lu Ping’an’s side might be at a disadvantage.
What’s the difference between stone and iron-clad ships?
“The difference is huge, Meow!
Super thick, super thick, Meow!”
“Not only is the defensive strength generally astonishing, but they can even detach by layers and possess even greater self-healing abilities.
Right, don’t try to forcibly board them, their ships can sputter flames, cover everyone in fire…”
Even if the information was on record, actually seeing this gigantic stone battleship nonscientifically floating on the surface, moving slowly towards them, was still incredibly shocking.
And listening to the Fishman Leader’s description tinged with warning, Lu Ping’an became curious.
“How do you deal with such absurd creations?
They seem far too tough for your wooden warships to handle.”
“Its speed isn’t fast…”
Well, it turns out they couldn’t really cope with it; they could only escape.
And as the Black Dragon Battleship floated and floated, it did, indeed, display astonishing (slow) speed.
After all, this was a single block of stone—whatever ghostly black technology powered it, pursuing speed was too unrealistic.
Perhaps on their planet, this was considered fast.
“…Beware of the small ships.”
The advice from the old stagers soon turned into reality
With just that one large warship, it was basically impossible to catch up with Lu Ping’an and his party.
Therefore, the “Dragon’s Head” slowly opened, and several small ships set into motion.
This was the first time Lu Ping’an had seen the “Gray Dwarves”; after all, they were a completely social species…
Saying that they had a complete societal structure with a class system wasn’t wrong.
When he first heard the name, Lu Ping’an thought they were akin to the dwarves from fantasy stories, especially when he heard that they excelled at forging and smelting.
Now that he really saw them, he realized it was a completely different matter…
“…Basically stone puppets, right?”
“No, they are of flesh, at least partially.
Their outer shell, skin, and limbs are covered with stone armor, but inside they still have flesh.
At least one third is flesh, and their chest ‘heart’ is a clear weak point, the head is not—it can regenerate.”
The Fishman Leader was clear, and Lu Ping’an couldn’t be bothered to find out how they knew the fact that one-third was flesh and blood.
The first wave of attack was triggered by the “Catapults” aboard the Redemption.
This simple and brutal siege magi-plant weapon hurled out barrels of explosive gunpowder.
Sparks lit up the sky, and the flammable powder turned into flames covering the small ships.
Whether chemical or physical, given time, it’s basically not difficult for humans to make explosives with local materials.
When the explosive barrels from the Redemption were hurled out one by one, this simple, crude, and cost-effective attack method showed impressive might.
One barrel directly overturned the frontmost small ship, which capsized due to the explosive waves.
Hundreds of “Catapults” worked together, and the entire sea surface was tinged with the scent of flames, but at this moment, Lu Ping’an furrowed his brows.
“As expected, no effect at all…”
But when the fireworks dissipated, what emerged were undamaged warships and small ships with just dirtied surfaces.
The smoke-stained Gray Dwarves still had the posture of stone puppets, even some with smiles on their faces.
The intensity of the heat was just enough for them to enjoy a bath reminiscent of their homeland.
“Reload, Number 3 ammunition.”
And even without Lu Ping’an’s command, there were those who swiftly switched the ammo.
The advantage of magi-plant weapons is that as long as they can be kept alive and grow, they can function stably in any world.
And if the Controller has empathy with the Gardener, the accuracy and reliability are to be expected.
Now, as the thick and powerful branches launched buckets of flame at the target, the dwarves revealed joyful smiles.
Perhaps, in their eyes, this was yet another group of outsiders new to the art of war, unaware of their species’ traits, and another medal would soon be added to their military achievements…
But when a wailing figure rolling on the ground appeared, no dwarf could remain calm any longer.
The golden blaze covered him, and the “Obsidian Shell” parts, once resistant to high temperatures and physical attacks, were now igniting themselves!
The deadly golden flames turned them into torches, and flesh seemed to be nothing more than an unlucky drag…
“Number 3 Holy Flame Bullets effective, continue…”
More and more buckets of Solar Fire and baskets of Solar Fruits were thrown into the catapults, and once war machines were set in motion, they could not be easily stopped.
This time, the golden flames began to spread across everything, burning everything in their path.
It seemed the obsidians were also “pollutants,” which, despite their high-temperature resistance, directly became fuel in the Purifying Holy Fire.
“How is this possible!”
“They’re actually burning!”
“Those gray dwarves can actually be burned to death?”
In the disbelieving eyes of the “outsiders,” Purifying Holy Fire demonstrated its astonishing value in actual combat, but in this moment, Lu Ping’an furrowed his brow.
“The barrage is too thick, next time in the first wave attack no more than one third…”
Lu Ping’an felt somewhat pained.
Sunflowers and Solar Fruits (containing Purifying Holy Fire) were his own “products,” and although their numbers were not highly consuming due to mass production in the courtyard, the garden space they occupied indeed competed with the planting plans for other Magic Plants.
If the Holy Fire proved effective, he would likely need to replant on his side, which meant his experiments with Magic Plants would be delayed again…
“No good, no good, how could one think of ammunition and logistics during battle?” Realizing his mind had wandered, Lu Ping’an shook his head.
Lu Ping’an had not directed the battle the entire time.
As the other facet of a team leader, he always subconsciously considered long-term implications, not just the immediate victory…
This was not necessarily a good thing, especially when he bore the lives of everyone present.
In front of Lu Ping’an, a tiny Black Holy Grail had already condensed, filled with a copious amount of “Black Holy Water.”
It seemed the “rules” were quite honest; Black Knight’s life harvesting trait was activated, meaning the true controller of the battlefield was still him.
And looking at the golden warship burning fiercely before him, Lu Ping’an felt a bit troubled.
Too much Holy Fire had been deployed, and he hadn’t expected that the opponent’s “fireproof warship” would become an extreme flammable substance in the face of Purifying Holy Fire.
At that moment, he had probably thrown out over four hundred “Holy Fire barrels.”
Just waiting for it to burn was a bit of a waste of time…
“Is there any value left in there?”
Startled by Lu Ping’an’s question, the Fishman Leader hesitated before rapidly shaking his head.
In that moment, a mix of fear and unease entered his eyes.
He hadn’t expected this seemingly peaceful team to carry such terrifying weapons.
“Nothing, we can’t use their ships at all…”
Then they were useless.
So, Lu Ping’an, who had gently swirled the Black Holy Grail’s liquid, nonchalantly flung it out.
As the black liquid vanished midway through the air, a malicious curse was triggered.
The young man’s light snap of his fingers was followed by a series of chain explosions aboard the Black Dragon warship.
When the cascade of death explosions were triggered, Black Knight harvested souls and lives.
Lu Ping’an casually drew a cross over his chest and offered a mockingly pious prayer; what he sensed was the destruction of the entire ship and the end of numerous lives.
As the wails of death subsided, Lu Ping’an turned and walked away.
When life of the Life system succumbs to Darkness, it becomes Death.
And in the eyes of the Fishmen and Long Hand Clan, the young man who turned his back on the sinking, burning warship might just be the Death God himself.