Chapter 170: Chapter 168: Destroy the Ghost Ship, Boss Enters Tier Two

Woo——!

The haunting sound of a whistle echoed from the ghost ship, as the floating beacon light on the lighthouse slowly rotated, casting a beam upon the vessel.

Wisps of demonic qi ascended along the light beam, gathering at the beacon, then transferring to the blue-winged seahorse, sending it into a frenzy.

The pressure on the Holy Maiden Squad doubled.

Doris maneuvered her magic puppet, taking advantage when the blue-winged seahorse was distracted by the others, and approached it. She thrust her flaming greatsword through the water curtain barrier, piercing the seahorse’s body and left a shallow wound.

Feeling the pain, the blue-winged seahorse lashed out with its tail, striking the magic puppet, and then turned its head to spew a torrent of water.

At the critical moment, Doris could only have her magic puppet block with the greatsword to reduce the damage, but it still got blown away, crashing into the railing.

Hilia’s magic puppet coalesced a giant ice bow, nocking three crystal arrows on it, then shot them out.

The ice arrows struck the water curtain barrier, layering it with a thin sheet of ice crystals.

The ice crystals started eroding the water curtain barrier.

Once the erosion reached a certain point, Hilia let out a soft command: 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Shatter ice!"

The entire water curtain barrier immediately disintegrated, accompanied by the shattering of a vial on the blue-winged seahorse, engulfing it in a massive spell, completely obscuring it.

"Hiss!"

The next second, with a roar, the magic that had submerged the blue-winged seahorse was dispelled, as it reared back with a long howl, deep blue ripples emanating from it.

A powerful shockwave blew away the approaching magic puppets instantly.

Even the Holy Daughters engaged in long-range attacks nearly lost their footing, almost falling to the ground.

"This blue-winged seahorse seems only slightly stronger than those ten demons below, but why is it so hard to kill?"

Everyone was gasping for breath.

Rose’s phantom appeared beside Hilia, observing the blue-winged seahorse.

"Super defense, high-level attack spells, beneficial skills, plus the ghost ship extra enhancement..."

By now, all their magic puppets had suffered varying degrees of damage, yet the substantive harm they inflicted on the blue-winged seahorse seemed to be only from Doris’s earlier stab.

The massive spells that enveloped it did cause significant damage, but they also granted the opponent a furious state with reduced status.

As the blue-winged seahorse charged again, the pressure on the Holy Maidens escalated further.

"No way, the ghost ship’s blessing upon the blue-winged seahorse is too strong, if this continues, we are bound to lose." Hilia made a decision, looking at the others: "You hold off the blue-winged seahorse, I’ll take care of the ghost ship!"

"Solving the ghost ship might lead to unforeseeable consequences." Doris quickly replied.

"If we don’t deal with the ghost ship, we’ll all die."

Hilia ran around the battlefield, heading to the opposite side of the blue-winged seahorse.

The blue-winged seahorse noticed her action and attempted to charge forward.

Hilia directed her magic puppet to block its path, while the others swiftly launched attacks to attract the seahorse’s attention, preventing interference with Hilia.

Though they were unsure how Hilia planned to destroy the ghost ship, they all chose to trust her, stalling the blue-winged seahorse for her.

Hilia reached the edge by the railing, looking down at the ghost ship below.

Dozens of sailors on it looked up, meeting her gaze.

Hilia stood atop the railing, a colossal ice bow forming in her hands, larger than she was.

She stood on one leg, planting the other foot against the ice bow, drawing its string with both hands, a crystal arrow slowly coalescing on it.

Quickly, the crystal arrow reached a normal size, but she didn’t release it and continued infusing more magic power.

The crystal arrow kept growing, larger and larger.

The girl’s complexion visibly paled.

The crystal arrow continued to enlarge, eventually as thick as her thigh.

Still, Hilia was unsatisfied, pushing for more growth!

Only when the crystal arrow’s diameter exceeded the combined girth of her legs did she release the string, sending the immense crystal arrow hurtling towards the ghost ship.

She didn’t stop sooner simply because her magic power was nearly depleted; continuing further might have made her unable to stand.

"Take this, my ultimate arrow at the cost of all my magic power!"

The crystal arrow traced a brilliant line, swiftly embedding into the ghost ship beneath the lighthouse.

With a faint crack, the crystal arrow shattered, delivering a heavy blow to the ghost ship, transforming into a sky-wide ice crystal, enveloping the entire vessel.

Hilia’s spiritual power visibly drained fast, and she barely extended her hand, trembling as she snapped a finger.

"Shatter."

Bang!

The decayed ship covered in ice crystals suddenly fissured, the cracks spreading throughout its structure.

The ghost ship, long overburdened, fractured inch by inch!

The sailors on board, also shattering amidst unwilling screams, slowly sank into the water.

As the ghost ship was destroyed, a condensed mass of pollution burst from it like a colossal bomb, sweeping across the golden coast with unstoppable might.

The hidden demons couldn’t withstand such fierce pollution; in their wails, they transformed into primitive demonic qi, joining the demonic wave, continuing to spread to outer regions.

Benovia and her companions also noticed this, shocked to see Hilia destroy the ghost ship with one arrow.

The subsequent pollution surge only swept sideways, not upward, which was a relief to them.

Yet the thought of this pollution sweeping outward, where many mercenaries and students were present, paled their faces.

Doris couldn’t help but say, "I said earlier destroying the ghost ship might lead to unforeseeable consequences, if such intense pollution kills all the students and mercenaries out there, what then?"

Hilia, having descended from the railing and resting against it, glanced at Doris, too drained to speak.

Benovia explained for her, "When the ghost ship appeared, the mercenaries had already retreated; the schoolmates were informed by mentors that if a ghost ship reappeared today, they should leave immediately. By now, those who haven’t left yet, there’s nothing else we can do."

"These pollution surges aren’t just sweeping relics; they might reach outside areas too!"

"Are you suggesting the school mentors can’t handle the pollution surges?"

Doris closed her mouth.

With the ghost ship destroyed, the aura of the blue-winged seahorse diminished significantly.

Angry from the destruction of the ghost ship, its rage was somewhat impotent due to its decreased power.

The Holy Maiden Squad seized the chance to launch their most ferocious attack on it.

Seeing this, Hilia, who had been resting silent, quickly shouted, "Hey, stop quickly, don’t cripple it, it will become berserk! Wait for me to recover before attacking again... Oh, how are you guys so fast?!"

Without the blessing of the ghost ship, the defense of the blue-winged seahorse significantly weakened, unable to withstand the powerful attacks from the Holy Daughters, quickly reduced to near death, initiating the second phase.

The blue wings of the seahorse abruptly soared, emanating a presence stronger than the ghost ship’s blessing.

The blue-winged seahorse let out a long howl towards the sky, the phantom of a golden chariot emerged from the void, descending upon it.

The blue wings swiftly transformed to gold, dense demonic qi flowing within, as if the veins of the wings.

These demonic qi "veins" rapidly spread over the seahorse’s body, turning into a terrifying behemoth emerging from the abyss!