Chapter 599 We Are the Dawn

The might of the magicians from the Divine Plane lies in their magic formations; once these formations are broken, their combat power plummets dramatically.

Su Lun was like a sledgehammer, brutally smashing the solid turtle shells of the ten-thousand-man formations, and what remained was all too easy to handle.

When the joint fleet saw this opportunity, how could they not seize it?

Hundreds of steam-powered ironclad ships charged towards those scattered magical formations.

The time for counterattack had come!

The defensive formation of the ten-thousand-man formations was broken and their wooden ships were destroyed by mechanical octopuses, presenting the perfect opportunity for an assault.

The remaining magicians, severely hit, quickly regrouped into five-hundred-man and thousand-man teams to stubbornly hold their ground.

But to such small formations, the alchemical cannonballs were not impenetrable shells.

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom"...