First Light of a New Age

Chapter 18: Demons and Sea Monsters

Kingdom of High Tarxan, On The Ocean Of The Kingdom Of High Tarxan.

First Year Of God, First Day, First Five Days, First Month.

As many creatures began to emerge from the massive storm, shadows moved stealthily beneath the ocean's surface.

"Hm?" the Elf Queen murmured.

Upon seeing the sheer number of creatures in the distance, the Elf Queen brought out her monocular and peered through it to see the creatures in her eyes, their height ranging from two to twenty meters tall.

"Sea monsters," the Elf Queen muttered solemnly. She closed her and used [Magic Perception] to sense the amount of magical power within these beasts. After a split second of calculation, she estimated the amount of magicules somewhere between Level 6 to 9.

Thinking about the various things that should be done right now, the queen quickly issued orders for immediate action.

"Prepare the magi-cannons!" she commanded.

"Prepare the magi-cannons!" the elven sailors echoed in response.

"Arm the magi anti-air flaks!" the Elf Queen ordered.

"Arm the anti-air!" the sailors repeated.

"And prepare the gryphon and air combat units!" she instructed, ensuring that her forces were ready for any aerial threats.

The bell at the top of the ship of the Elven queen was tolling urgently, signaling the start of preparations. Soon enough, Elven sailors bustled about their tasks, moving quickly across their ironclads. Many ships were prepared to deploy the griffins, a beast capable of flight along with their riders, and readying to send even warriors to face the approaching creatures head-on enhanced with magic while the ships themselves were preparing their own with various weapons to shoot down the flying creatures. 

As the creatures drew closer and closer, the elven sailors were utterly shocked and stood in fear as they identified the flying creatures. What had once seemed like a predictable battle against sea monsters now took on a more ominous tone.

"Those are demons!" one elven sailor exclaimed in alarm.

The sailors, initially stunned by the sight of the demons, exchanged anxious glances. They had previously faced many Orc pirate raids and the occasional sea monster, but the prospect of confronting dozens of sea monsters alongside a horde of demons? They had never done anything like this in their records, it was unprecedented and filled them with dread.

But those who have strong resolve stood firm and decided to face the threat head-on. They steeled themselves for the battle, knowing the fate of their nation depended on their bravery.

However, some among the crew, particularly those who opposed the current queen's rule, were overcome by fear and resentment.

"We can't take down those things! The queen has brought about a tragedy for us! Those are the minions of the demon lord!" a disgruntled elven sailor exclaimed as he exchanged a knowing glance with an elven officer.

Together, they nodded, signaling their readiness to execute a plan they had previously devised. It seemed they intended to use the present crisis as an opportunity to do something.

"Abandon the queen! We'll lose our lives for nothing! To hell with the queen!" the Elven officer shouted, urging his crew to retreat.

As a result, half of the ships began to turn away from the battle, making the number of ironclads dwindle even more.