Treasure Hunting System： The Ocean Conquerer

Taking a deep breath, he stood up, looked at his companions behind him, and spoke solemnly.

”We must go provide support. Thank you all for your help earlier.”

With that, he led the militiamen and the supply transport teams, running quickly towards the Island. He paid no mind to the Island’s extremely unfavorable situation.

It seemed they had a specific location that allowed them direct entry to the Island.

Watching their departing figures, Alka stood in place, thinking. The others also looked at Alka, waiting for his decision. In the current situation, helping or not helping could both be justified. It was merely a question of whether the benefits of helping outweighed the costs.

If Alka hadn’t misjudged, the old woman in a green embroidered robe on the wall might possess strength at the peak of the Fourth Stage, or even the Fifth Stage. However, aside from standing up there casting Spells and issuing commands, she didn’t seem to employ any large-scale offensive maneuvers. She kept her gaze fixed on a particular monster within the enemy ranks, her expression resolute. Evidently, the enemy camp had a monster capable of matching her, preventing the powerful entities on both sides from making any rash moves. It seems it will come down to a contest of overall strength.

Alka observed from afar for quite a while. His assessment was confirmed.

”Let’s go help. Remember, our own safety is the top priority.”

Seeing Alka make his decision, everyone nodded and immediately headed towards the Island.

The moment the decision was made, Alka placed the deer-head mask on his head.

They all concealed their figures and swiftly dashed towards the enemy.

Their first task was to scale the wall.

Under the cover of Alka’s Invisibility, they easily leaped onto the vine-covered wall.

”Who are you?!”

Seeing them appear, the nearby soldiers were extremely surprised, their weapons raised to strike.

Pororo immediately blocked them.

Alka said, ”Don’t attack recklessly; we’re here to help you.”

The soldier eyed Alka and his group; at least they didn’t have the grotesque appearance of the undead. In the current circumstances, simply being ordinary humans was enough to earn a degree of trust.

Observing the current battle around them, Julia extended her right thumb and flicked a coin into the air.

The coin, with its red reverse and green obverse, spun continuously before pausing in mid-air, settling on the side depicting the green maiden.

A strong life force immediately burst forth from Julia.

She sang softly.

Unlike before, her voice seemed to lack a certain ethereal quality. But her singing was still beautiful, just without that former soul-stirring depth.

Julia was holding back; evidently, that soul-stirring quality of her voice might be related to her Race. And the people in this area had already shown clear hostility towards Merfolk.

As she sang her ethereal song, the green face of the coin began to emit Magic Power, which mingled with her voice as it spread.

All the fighting soldiers immediately felt their minor wounds healing, their stamina recovering, and their strength increasing.

Even the vine walls grew tougher, and the various plants used for attack seemed to become more robust.

When Julia’s song rang out, soldiers along a large stretch of the wall were instantly energized, as if they’d received a shot of adrenaline. They quickly reversed their slight disadvantage, pushed the enemy off the walls again, and their morale soared.

Seeing this, the group immediately dispersed.

A low HUM emanated from the Feiyan’s hiding place.

Lights flashed among the supplies loaded on the ship, and one Sentry Patrol Plane after another, constructed from metal, took to the air in formation.

Under Simon’s control, they formed an array and unleashed a relentless barrage of fire on the undead monsters below the wall.

The sky suddenly grew somewhat dim, as if dark clouds had drifted overhead, obscuring some of the sunlight. However, anyone looking up at the sky would have realized that no such clouds were present.

The sky’s brightness was being stripped away, transforming strand by strand into beams of light that converged into Chadite’s hand. Meanwhile, the Arm Guard on Chadite’s other arm was channeling milky-white light into her left palm.

Clearly, she was preparing a devastating attack.

This Arm Guard stored ample Holy Light, which was also a form of radiance. However, compared to natural light, Chadite’s control over this radiance was tenuous at best, maintained primarily through her connection with the Holy Mother Church.

But this tenuous control was sufficient.

When the mass of light gathered in Chadite’s right hand was large enough, she immediately brought her hands together.

The palm-sized milky-white light merged into the brilliant light mass in her right hand, instantly suffusing it with a milky-white hue.

The brilliance seemed on the verge of exploding outward.

Chadite leaped into mid-air.

Pressing her hands together, she compressed the ball of light before forcefully thrusting it out.

The light ball in her hands trailed a radiant tail, capturing nearly every gaze on the battlefield.

As this ball of light descended into the enemy’s center, a blinding radiance, mingled with Holy Light, erupted outwards, threatening to engulf the entire battlefield.

Within this Life and Death Boundary, the undead creatures, paradoxically teeming with vibrant life force, began to emit wisps of green smoke under the Holy Light. Screaming and roaring, they collapsed limply to the ground.