Azur Lane Iron Blood Ships Mga Nobela at Kwento

The Fleet of the Corvus Republic lowered itself down to sensor range and hovered right above the much larger barge below. Up in the bridge, Rear Admiral Aurora commanded her gunners to fire, which they did with eager glee. The Raven’s Refuge’s broadside guns had all been faced downwards, and fired in near-unison. The resulting BOOM was deafening to anyone out on the island deck of the barge. Everyone else was otherwise blasted to pieces when the shells struck the surface.

In the high tower behind me, I heard Lyra’s voice echo down the stone steps. "Contact," the whole-board reader said. "Grid is active. Painting targets." Miles inland, hidden behind the mountains, Cord’s forty Iron Voices were loaded and locked. In the deep keep, three hundred Firewalls closed their eyes and braced for the end of the world. And in the trenches above the beach, Zane drew his heavy, straight iron sword, the Long Carrier standing at the front of a line of a thousand silent wolves. The mapmaker on the beach had smiled because he thought he was fighting beasts.

High above the churning waters, the unnatural Blood Moon cast a suffocating, eerie crimson glow over the entire harbor. Through the long, tense night, every single ship in the royal fleet had been feverishly prepared for departure. tattered sails were repaired by lamplight, heavy crates of rations were secured into cargo holds, and ancient steel weapons were solemnly blessed beneath the branches of the Moon Tree. Yet, despite the massive mobilization, only one legendary vessel would ultimately make the journey into the unknown. *The Silver Dawn.* It was a magnificent, moon-pale galley built from ironwood—the very ship once commanded by Arcturus, the First Alpha King himself, over a millenniu