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Chapter 338: 0337

The sea closed in front of Ken.

Mogol slammed into the black waves in the bay, leaving behind countless frenzied and violent bubbles. It is said that the giant beast fell into the shattered magic circle and returned to the place where it was summoned.

[It is about to fall into darkness, and has not fully come to the world. 】

Ken used the tomahawk as a climbing pick and climbed up the ruins of the smuggling dock.

After continuous destruction, the surrounding area has become even more appalling, and the originally hard land has become isolated islands in the puddles.

The black and turbid seawater accompanied by sediment and blood flowed back from the crevices to the lower places.

Ken climbed to the shattered bow, ax in one hand, and stood at the top to wait for Mogol to return to the soundless darkness.

"Are we done?"

Lanz also got up, half of the armor on his body was damaged.

Ken frowned and let out a deep breath, and said, "We failed, I have to admit, I didn't expect this guy to be so resistant, but at least..."

[Series of tasks: On the brink of death ([-])]

[Progress: Failed]

There is almost no place for stowaways to stay at the wharf.

Ken looked around, there was a protected field behind him, while the others were either climbing up from the water or retreating to the furthest reaches.

After the coastline was devastated, it moved back a lot.

Among the ruins that were as fine as rocks, Ken saw Lufu, his chest tensed immediately, and he was ready to throw the weapon in his hand at the opponent at any time.

"Give him an arrow, Kuima, don't hesitate!"

Ken ordered, raising his arms to strike.

Suddenly the ground shook violently again.

Before he could throw his tomahawk, he turned it into a cane to stabilize his body, and because of the unsteady soles of his feet, Kuima shot the arrows in his hand into the sky...

There were terrified screams from the shore.

But this change disappeared quickly, as if it was the aftershock of an avalanche, just a palpitating stamina.

Ken and Quima got up, but found that Lufu's position was blocked by rocks.

All the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when everyone thought the matter had come to an end.

A deafening roar came from the sea again, and after a short pause, Mogol's dark beast leaped out of the shattered magic circle,

It opened its proud huge mouth like a whale out of water, turned around and swallowed most of the smuggling dock.

Ken was lucky that he didn't rashly get involved in the dangerous place.

Looking at the fracture that was only two arms away from his feet, he and his two subordinates felt the excitement of surviving a catastrophe, and they couldn't even control the beating of their hearts.

"We almost died, just that!"

The giant muttered.

Lang Mingwei also rushed over from other places. He stepped on the ruins and looked towards the water, but he could only catch the remaining violent aftermath...

"It ran away with people, damn it, we were so close!"

Kuima resentfully twisted off the arrowhead.

Ken also frowned and stared at the water.

The huge vortex is the ocean filling up the part swallowed by the behemoth, and now the undercurrent is raging, and even the waves slapping around are much more intense.

He looked up:

The sea level is full of beast sails, and the giant ships are waiting for the right opportunity to line up to dock.

There are many ships that have not participated in the war around Ambera Ice Port. The leaders of those ships made different decisions, and some people followed their original ideas and left this place of right and wrong.

Others, however, chose to temporarily break down, stop and continue to wait and see.

"They're all guys who play with the wind. I hate this kind of people. They're sleek and sophisticated, and they don't have a sense of honor..."

Even though Langmingway was ashamed, he did not forget to condemn those captains who stood by.

After he finished speaking, he focused his gaze on the huge black three-sailed ship with multiple oars in front of him, as if he was curious about this warrior he had never met before.

Ken just took one look, then turned and left.

Lang Mingwei was surprised: "Don't you wait for him to land? We just fought side by side..."

"Of course we have to wait, but not now." Ken turned around and replied. "We have to clean up the mess before we can honorably welcome our friends onto land."

Langmingway followed his gaze and looked over.

The devastated smuggling dock can hardly be described as tragic.

There was still a dark crowd, it seemed that there were more people than when the execution started, and they were all looking at the highest position in the ruins...

Ken walked up the burning rubble, surrounded by eyes.

He saw with his own eyes that the crystal turret was turned into ashes during the bombing, and the blue flames had not completely disappeared. When he was slowly standing at the highest position...

pat.

The festering soil just collapsed, exposing a rusty iron hook.

This is Ken's execution platform, and he returned to his original position, but this time, he completely stepped on the fate of destruction.

"We survived the disaster, my friends, but I can't congratulate or cheer..."

After Ken spoke, everyone remained silent.

The cold wind blew over those vicissitudes of the face, and many people were injured, standing on the coastline with complex and serious expressions.

Ken said: "I can't even say that this is a victory. Mogor has left and will come back. Not only that, our city has not yet lifted the siege, and those bloody marauders are waiting for us outside!"

The waves are bursting, and the Ambera Ice Harbor that has been soaked by the tide seems to be full of tears.

Ken waited for a while, allowing everyone to wake up from the brief happiness.

He suddenly shouted: "But despair is useless. You have also wailed in front of the giant beast, but has fate let us go? No!"

In the morning and evening, the cold light is reflected in the icy wind.

The determination and courage on Ken's face are spreading to everyone around him.

"We stand on the ground by our own strength, we can survive, and we can also break out. The war has already begun, and we took the heavy blow with our shields. Although we were injured, our bones were not broken. So what we should do now is…”

He gripped the ax tightly, his voice loud and clear. "It's just to give the enemy a knife!"

The scar-faced mercenary and the nearest person raised their weapons, the crowd cheered and jumped, and the sound waves spread into the city after layer upon layer.

Ken walked down the high slope, grimly tearing off the excess armor.

He was wearing blood-stained inner lining, exposing the missing muscles in the freezing wind, and at the same time reached out to rewrap the crumbling leather straps around the weapon.

The mercenaries and adventurers moved out of the way obediently.

He walked unimpeded through the black crowd, and then brought a wave of black without looking back.

The footsteps were deafening, indicating that the rebellious soul had awakened.

Ken stood at the forefront of the team and saw the looters who just came to reinforce him not far away. He shouted:
"Take back the city!"

(End of this chapter)