The Prince Of The Tides [Part 5]

The young man gave the dying Fomorians at the sea a sidelong glance before shifting his attention to the three Fomorian Chieftains, who were all hovering in the sky with hate-filled expressions on their faces.

“Rise!” Ethan commanded.

He didn’t plan on using this method earlier since he didn’t know if it could change anything. However, he still needed to do something to whittle away at the Flying Ships, which contained the other half of the Fomorian Army.

Behind him, a pillar of water rose.

King Arawn’s eyes widened in shock at the sight of a city he hadn’t seen in the past hundreds of years.

“Atlantis!” King Arawn gasped. “It really is Atlantis!”

The Ancient City had risen from the sea and, at Ethan’s command, all the Magic Cannons that served as the city’s defenses activated, aiming at the Flying Ships in the sky.

“Fire!” Ethan ordered.

A series of loud explosions reverberated in the surroundings as dozens of Magic Cannons fired one after the other.