When a fierce battle is about to break out on the streets of Pearl Harbor, the lighthouse on the top of Pearl Harbor is still quiet.

There are only mechanical components that work automatically here. On weekdays, people are rarely visited, and only maintenance workers often come here.

At present, the sea clan never thought of using surprise troops to demolish the lighthouse, and seeing that the war was about to come, no one would come here.

In a sense, this is the safest place in Pearl Harbor.

"Is this place going to be destroyed?"

The girl held the arm of a tall and handsome man in one hand, and silently stroked the rusty iron railing in front of her with the other hand, and looked up at the battle situation at the foot of the mountain.

Under the light beam above my head, the movements of the battlefield were clear at a glance.

Also through the lighthouse on the sea, the girl saw the octopus head that rose like a mountain.

The Pearl Harbor Port, surrounded by mountains on three sides, seemed to have risen the fourth mountain at this moment, locking the entire Pearl Harbor firmly in it.

Even from a very far distance, the girl could feel the fierce aura attached to this giant monster.

Everyone guessed it wrong.

This is not the golden rank.

It's a platinum stairs.

The Golden Level is already the city lord-level combat power, while the Platinum Level is equivalent to the lord-level, and there are only a few people in the entire kingdom.

To be fair, Pearl Harbor has attached great importance to this sea rebellion and even deployed a golden level combat power in this small harbor, but...

Just as the golden rank can crush the silver rank, for the platinum rank, this giant octopus can also easily erase the golden rank.

Considering the special advantages of the evil sea beasts in the near-shore, let alone Pearl Harbor, even on the entire eastern coastline of the Kingdom of Grant, there may not be any strong people to confront them.

"Yes, Isabella." Pan Shen felt the cold wind blowing, carefully controlling his power. Some cult aura gently sucked the strong wind in the sky under the cover of the night, "This place will become history."

"But why? Pan Shen..." Isabella was a little puzzled, "I can feel now that the big monster was not angry, only anxious, uneasy and nervous. What was it afraid of?"

She pointed to the mountain-like octopus and said hesitantly.

Speaking of which, she was actually a little confused.

It is clearly an extraordinary creature of the platinum level, and even if it is more than ten miles away, it can feel its power.

But it is actually scared?

As if feeling someone's gaze, the giant octopus looked at the lighthouse on the top of the mountain.

The gray-white skin quietly cracked, and under the light that looked like daylight, several eyes quietly grew out.

Just staring, it made Isabella shudder and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Pan Shen snorted coldly, silently stepped forward half a step, hid Isabella behind him, and ruthlessly pushed the octopus's gaze.

I don’t know if it was Isabella’s illusion, but she clearly felt the tower under her feet tremble.

The breath surged, quietly covering Pan's lips, making Isabella unable to hear Pan's words at all.

"Dagon, I know you are watching here and keep your believers and people in good hands."

He is just stating a fact.

The giant octopus was silent for a few seconds, and with a sharp sound, several tentacles fell back from the sky and hit the bottom of the water heavily.

It heard the prompt from God Pan and passed on all the anger of a certain existence being provoked to the vulnerable town in front of it.

Tentacles surged, driving the sea water beside them.

This time, this giant octopus no longer uses its weird abilities to drive the tide, but simply relies on the power of its body to thrust the sea water.

Like a shepherd driving away the flock of sheep, urging the surging waves.

At this moment, it should have been the time of low tide, but it forced the sea water of the entire area to serve its will.

Because the castration was too fast, the sea water near the sea had dropped by a large part at a visible speed of the naked eye.

Not far away, the sea water on the other side rolled, condensed into vortexes of different sizes, injecting support into this trough continuously.

As a result, a thicker and more manic wall of water gradually took shape and was lifted.

Following the road that had rushed out of the sea tide before, it was unreasonably wrapped with stones, wooden stakes, and even many miscellaneous objects of all sizes.

This world is probably so sad.

Even though there are strong people who can move mountains and fill the seas at any time, they still need ordinary people after all.

Although occupation and command are only one word, they are a world of difference.

And this is the sadness.

Although they knew that the enemies in front of them were unconfrontational, the ants still had to bravely move forward and hoped that the superiors would not notice them, or that there were no superiors on their way forward...

For most people, even if it is just the gaze and breath of the superior, it is very likely that something will happen.

After being reinforced by the inscription of the scepter-type mage, the special material of the Holy Grail-type extraordinary person, and the ritual blessing of the gold-coin-type extraordinary person, under the comprehensive response of various forces, those ordinary soldiers who have been specially trained have the courage to sneak a glance at the giant octopus.

Otherwise, ordinary people would fall quietly when they see the overlapping aura of cults and die in the fantasy drowning and suffocation.

Although...

The current situation is not much better than death directly.

The fishman who was originally walking on the waves was now in chaos and whine before his death.

Because they are proficient in water, they can feel the water wall that rises again behind them, the wave that easily erases everything like an eraser.

At this time, the old tide had ended and had begun to retreat. Many fishmen with strong desire to survive tried their best to get out of the tide and headed straight for the fortifications in front of them.

The offense is only one aspect, but more importantly, it is to try to stay away from the water wall.

However, what greeted them was a cold shout: "Archer! Alchemy oil is ready!"

Rows of elite archers stood quietly on the high wall they built, skillfully drawing out arrows, without catching arrows, just pinching their tail feathers and quietly waiting for instructions.

"Elevation angle 60°, three rounds of free ejection."

With the assistance of alchemy equipment, the non-commissioned officer's orders were clearly spread.

At this time, the fishman team had approached the junction that was deliberately cleaned, and the nearby houses were directly pushed down and cleaned up unreasonably, leaving behind an uncovered venue.

The light beams of the lighthouse on the top of the mountain adjust the angle silently, illuminating the area as bright as daytime.

Everyone could see the archer targets running towards the ground through the seven or eight meters high wall.

So, a shrill whistling sounded.

This short and doomed battle to defend Pearl Harbor finally kicked off.

Standing on the lighthouse, Isabella's eyes flashed, hugging Pan Shen's waist, leaning against his shoulder, and quietly staring at the picture below the mountain.

"Don't I want to see the sea?" She suddenly said.

Pan Shen showed a rare smile on his face and comforted him: "This matter has nothing to do with you."

"No, I mean, if I don't come to see the sea, would I not be able to see what I see..."

Isabella was unable to say the rest after all.

This is a war between humans and alien races, and it is also a battle with cult creatures, cult auras and even cult sects.

At present, both of them are particularly subtle, whether they are Pan or Isabella.

She is human, but he is not.

It seemed that Isabella's thoughts were guessed at this time, and God Pan explained: "Isabella, I am different from them."

They, they, and they.

"I always like to think about strange things."

Isabella raised her head and smiled at Pan Shen, then looked down at the battlefield below in a daze, murmured: "Fortunately, here is still far away..."

The city of Kish, where the Naples family is located, is still some distance from the east coast.

However, after witnessing this monster with his own eyes, the meaning of this distance becomes subtle.

I can only say that Kish has not fallen now.

But in the future...

Feeling the confused and worried soul behind her, Pan Shen's eyes flashed, and he looked at the giant octopus and sighed silently.

As a weak human, she still cannot let go of her so-called family after all.

Oh, the blood bond of nothingness.

Disgusting heritage of blood.

Mother, I will prove it to you.

"Isabella, if, if by then, I might not be able to help you."

After hesitating for a moment, Pan Shen finally chose to confess, "Due to certain rules and contracts, we cannot take action at will..."

As he said that, he silently glanced at the northwest direction and looked at the capital of the Kingdom of Agrant.
To be continued...