Chapter 411: The Unfolding of a Clichéd Plot

Countless missiles screamed into the skies, heading towards the colossal entity that had appeared amidst the clouds.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The massive form of the Blasphemer-Class moved slowly but unyieldingly forward. Although hundreds of flames burst before it, they only left a few strands of pitch-black marks on its pristine deck without even managing to blast open a single piece of its hull.

"Ugh... What a bunch of annoying pests!"

Enduring the enemy's relentless bombardment, Takao, also infuriated, stomped her foot vigorously. In tandem with her movement, the decks on either side of the Blasphemer-Class instantly opened up, and a flurry of missile silos rapidly emerged. Missiles filled them up, and then, accompanied by plumes of white smoke like fireworks, a rain of missiles descending from the sky dragged the Warship of Sea Mist below into the destructive abyss.