As it plunged into the sunlight, a wave of dizziness caused the ice dragon to briefly lose its balance, slid crookedly downward, and barely pulled up again when it was about to sink headlong into the sea.

And that's not just because of the overly dazzling sunlight shining on the sea in early summer.

The heavy, unforeseen blow of last night, like a silent thunderbolt, pierced its body and thrust into its chest like a spear forged from ice, and until now, a chill could still be felt in the bones. The power of the unseen enemy is stronger than it is willing to admit...... It's even so powerful that it is faintly frightened.

It has not fully recovered. Instinct tells it that now is not the time to expose itself...... But it heard Karn's cries for help.

It should have known that if anyone here could hurt it, it would certainly hurt a megalodon that had neither indestructible scale armor, nor any talent for magic, or even wisdom other than its sheer size.

And it didn't tell it -- and it couldn't tell it that it wasn't a fun game.

This is pure exploitation, and it knows the dangers.

It swept rapidly against the surface of the sea, the wind carried by its wings leaving clear ripples on the water. It could see the sea churning violently in the distance, and Karn's silver-white figure looming in the waves.

It actually looks more like a crocodile...... A white, smoother crocodile with stout limbs that looked like fins more than claws, and a pair of useless, ridiculously small wings. Its entire body was a cut over the size of the Black Sailboat. But it's not big enough to say that "you can swallow a three-masted ship with your mouth open". In the midst of a human round-up that it had not encountered for nearly thousands of years, it was clearly a little panicked.

Megalodons were in fact quite tame creatures. It lives in the northern seas, where few humans live, and its body is so large that it has no natural predators. There's also no need to rely on "ferocity" to hunt for food – it's much easier to open your mouth and wait for the fish to swim in.

It doesn't know how to deal with the enemy in front of it.

A simple blue and white, the black sails of the pirate ship are like two huge, decaying leaves, or shadows from another world, abrupt and ugly...... But it is extremely nimble, drilling between the waves.

Even if they were close enough to tell it wasn't a dragon, they didn't seem to be planning to let Karn go.

The sea suddenly calmed down, and the beast may have dived underwater...... or seriously injured. The ice dragon sped up in uneasiness. At the same time, a roar erupted.

Between the boundless sea and the sky, it knew it looked far less intimidating, not to mention that it had just been defeated and fled in front of these people last night...... But it had to draw their attention back to it.

However in response to it. It was another roar.

The water churned again, and Karn slammed through the water, exposing almost his entire body to the sun, and slammed into a pirate ship.

It was enraged.

There was a loud bang. The skyrocketing waves obscured the ice dragon's vision.

Sethyana grabbed a rope. Fastened himself to the railing so that it would not be spun so rapidly that the sails were tilted so that the keel was thrown into the sea almost against the water.

From this position he could clearly see the nine toes. The cursed pirate leader clung to the rudder and pressed it against the top with the strength of his whole body to turn the rudder to the left, his bulging muscles showing green muscles, but there was a faint smile on his face.

Even as the screams, screams, and curses all around it, the whole ship creaked and rattled as if it would break apart in the next moment, turning into a pile of wreckage on the surface of the sea...... His smile was more real than any time since the moment the elf met him.

The elf felt that he was simply enjoying the rare thrill in front of him...... He could probably finally feel something.

The white beast grazed the side of the boat and smashed into the sea. It was only close to crushing the Dragonbone to pieces, and the waves shook the ship violently. The stern of the ship was raised high and fell heavily...... The elf closed his eyes, feeling like vomiting for the first time in his life.

And Nine Toes was laughing.

Sesyana turned her head to watch the stout tail disappear from sight, tempting to ask Ninetoe if he remembered that he was about to catch a dragon—and the behemoth writhing by the side of the boat was clearly not a dragon at all.

A shadow swept by, and a roar fell from the sky. The elf looked up at the protagonist who appeared too late a little speechlessly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although Rosa may be stunned by this, he really feels that it is easier to act alone - the lack of tacit understanding of "companions" is even more of a headache than the enemy, they don't know what the other person is thinking, they can't judge the other person's next move, let alone cooperate perfectly, but they can't simply leave the other person alone, they can only go their own way, and finally make things more and more chaotic as they are now.

He really should have killed Rosa with Rosa when he still had a chance, instead of trying to use the power of Nine Toes to save the ice dragon he thought had been captured by Nighthawk.

"I guess you're not going to help me catch that dragon?" Ninetoe asked him lazily, directing his men at the helm as the Dragonbone quickly regained its balance.

He was not affected by Long Wei at all...... The pirates who had not yet fallen into the sea on the entire ship were not affected in the slightest.

The appearance of the ice dragon only made them more excited, as if they had finally found the hunters who had been chasing their precious prey for a long time, and instantly threw all the fatigue and danger behind them, and eagerly waited for the order to attack.

The elves were starting to feel a little bad - these people had been prepared. Even before they saw a giant dragon fall into the sea, long before he told Nine Toes that it would take a living dragon to unlock his curse.

"Be patient, folks!" called Ninetoe, "remember, we need a living dragon...... Alive, and complete. ”

His tone was so calm, as if it were an easy thing to do.

On the deck, several ballistas were aimed at the dragon hovering in mid-air—Sesyana had seen their power, and the spears fired from the swarthy iron crossbow could easily sink into the body of the beast...... But he feared it wasn't the real weapon the pirates relied on.

An eerie noise came from below deck, and the elves could feel something heavy being dragged to either side of the ship. He looked up eagerly, knowing that he had to find a way to warn the dragon...... Before it falls from the sky again.

(To be continued.) )