HPDBC Chapter 508 A Victory In the West?
Chapter 508 A Victory In the West?
Meanwhile, at the western front, Drakkur's coastline was under brutal and endless assault from the undead armada. Cannonballs, poison capsules and spiked bombs... all flew at the ships and city walls, protecting Drakkur's land from invasion.
"Admiral! We cannot hold them for much longer!" A bloody sailor held tight onto the ropes of their ship, keeping the sails down to increase their speed. The range of the Drakkur ships was now shorter than the undead dreadnaughts that seemed to have evolved during the war.
Their undead cannons now had a range that felt unreal.
"Calm down, men! We must close the distance and protect our beautiful land! Don't let these filthy undead drop your morale!"
Verena didn't stop fighting—since the start of the war, she used her special shadow magic talent to create dozens of clones to help the strongest ships survive. If a ship sank, she would teleport a clone to another ship close by to save those who went overboard.
'I am exhausted... but I cannot stop.'
'Your Highness, if I fail will you forgive me? I tried my best...'
She still held great affection towards her sister's fiancé and the father of her mother's future children. Yet Verena didn't let those things hold her back.
Instead, she carried the logic of her being Verana's shadow at birth.
They were twins... sisters, and thus, even when exhausted, she found a sense of comfort in these thoughts.
"It's too dangerous, your grace!"
"We must flee... at least you should escape, return to your main body and prepare for the future battles on land!" Her first mate on this ship and a devoted knight of Drakkur shouted, his right arm missing; in this battle, he gave everything and yet now, at the end.
The man remained devoted to Drakkur!
"I cannot!"
"Our King, Asura will NEVER abandon our people! Have faith... if you cannot believe in him yet, believe in me that would follow him until death!"
At first, the sailors and knights hated this woman, which was a dark mark on their duchess.
The original belief was twins were an omen of doom.
Thus, they were raised as shadows to replace the older twin should they die.
This situation led to many becoming insane and broken. And yet Verena endured, and from being hated by the soldiers in a few months, they adored her and how hard she worked to save their lives.
"Admiral..."
"Haha, well you can call me Verena at the end! It's been a pleasure to fight with all of you."
Their ship led the vanguard, part of the first line of defence and now outnumbered several ships to one. They rushed towards the enemy, ready to ram and detonate themselves to cause damage to the enemy.
BANG—!
BOOM—!!
A huge barrage came from the enemy's lingering starboard—hundreds of bone spheres cannoned through the air; they would surely destroy this ship and the other five in charge.
However... the five images of Verena stood at the edge of the deck and held two sabres. Identical movements, while her body glowed with a black and red light, her hair turning a dull red as she used the vampiric blood of the Drakkur.
"I will fight beside you until the end!"
"Captain, we're in range!"
"Hurry!"
"NOW SHOOT THOSE BASTARDS! LET US GO DOWN LIKE BEASTS!"
"Urgh... Lady Verena!"
The knights behind her could only watch in silence as they brought out the requested wooden seat.
Verena glanced at it, slightly looking down at her unresponsive legs as they hung loosely from her waist.
'Goddess... if you exist... please, I won't be evil again, just help my men survive a little longer!'
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BOOM—!
Not long after she began managing her clones to improve the second and third lines of defence, the entire horizon exploded with flashing purple and white light. The water rose to great heights before smashing against the 30ft tall stone walls, almost washing the nights atop them away as the ground shook.
"What's happening?!" Verena called out while two knights held her chair down.
"It's a massive force of unidentified ships!"
"Huge cannons have fired upon the undead fleet, it must be an ALLY!"
"Hundreds... there are hundreds of ships, warships, destroyers... and dreadnaughts!" More cries from lookouts came back and forth—the war on the open seas continued for hours. Yet, gradually, they watched a sudden miracle. Their forces dwindled, fighting to the end, and suddenly, an entire fleet appeared via a magic sphere and began destroying the undead.
"ITS KNIGHT CAPTAIN DANOS!"
"His Highness Asura's Phoenix knights and Her Majesties Imperial Valkyrie!" A scout's cry, the emotion and tears in his voice clear as the shaking and intense cannon fire continued, like they were trying to destroy the world itself.
Verena's lips parted with a slight tremble as a slight smile grew. She couldn't control her emotions. The depression and feeling of death loomed, yet the phoenix flag appeared... tears dripped from her eyes and quickly wiped away as she took a deep breath.
'Brother-in-law... you sent help?'
"Amazing... amazing!" The female knight standing by the future duchess' side seemed to have lost herself in excitement before remembering her position. "It's Her Grace, Lady Verana's personal warship! Admiral, your sister is leading the attack!"
It was a known truth that the sisters struggled to get along, and even though it began to heal, thanks to Asura's intervention. The words of her scouts caused the young woman to clench her fists.
'Sister...'
"Don't press the attack; prioritise supporting their forces and rescue any wounded. Send the Second Defence line forward, and use the Third and fourth lines to save troops that are shipwrecked!"
"Let them take the glory, we only need to stop the undead from escaping."
Verena wanted to launch the entire fleet in a huge assault but knew that even now, the undead outnumbered them greatly. Thus, support and recovery were better in the long run.
'I believe that a fleet from the southwest will come... we need to hold on and wait.'
'Brother, you will definitely take action... I will buy the time for you! So they cannot return to the east!"
Her face burned with energy and joy that revitalised her spirit. However, the injuries sustained by losing dozens of clones at once and maintaining the rest ate away at her stamina.
'Hnng... it's fine... this pain is worth it for brother's victory!' Verena held onto hope and was rewarded with good news shortly afterwards.
"It's the Southern forces! They're sailing toward us at top speed from the southwest!"
As the man cried out, more reports followed about the boats of the southern nobles, a mixed fleet and even if they only sought glory.
There were more than a hundred ships!
However... there was something wrong because despite sending their main force to the West... the commanders and leaders of their navy seemed to be absent.
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