Chapter 131 The Clash

By now, the Specter Fleet had silently slipped through the fog, sneaking up on the Unconquered Fleet's blind spot.

The masts emerged from the mist. By the time Proud and Unbroken noticed, it was already too late.

"Fire!" Rhea's cold voice rang out across the deck.

In the next instant, all six of the Specter Fleet's side-mounted ballistae let out a bone-chilling twang.

Six massive, spear-sized bolt