But now, a major problem had arisen.
It seemed that upon seeing Kael's arrival, a group of goblins on the ship, led by Old White, opened a corner of the protective barrier covering the fleet.
Kael reacted swiftly, raising his hand to cast an energy-shaping spell, and suddenly, a gigantic stone wall emerged from the sea, catapulting the attacking Chosen Ones into the sky.
As the Death Chosen were launched into the air, they cast a deep glance at Kael, and a dark divine art instantly corroded the stone wall into a mass of fine sand.
Meanwhile, Kael had already entered the ferry where Old White was located in the half-breath that followed.
His expression somewhat grim, he thought of the cost to kill the Death Chosen, which was much more troublesome than dealing with other Chosen Ones.
If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have arranged for Old White to snipe at the Death Chosen.
