The Secret Mages chanted runes, desperately extracting the dwindling magic within them, commanding the Magic Lamp Spirits to manipulate the Sea Beasts and launch an attack;
The Priests sang the Divine Word, using the blazing Sacred Flame as a medium to summon an army composed of Flame Elf Ifrits;
And to completely eliminate the threat on the sea, Darius III even directly deployed his personal guard—the Immortal Army, ordering them to harass from the ground with the servant army...
Have they come?
Looking at the Persian army advancing from land, sea, and air, the Roman scholars on the deck all nodded, solemnly commanding the guards beside them:
"Open the hatch, release everything we can use, make sure to hold them back!"
Moments later, harsh metallic grinding sounds came from within the black fleet.
