"Cersei, the team that went ashore has already sent four distress signals." Jaime was dressed in a golden armor with delicate patterns that were clearly the work of the Master.

The entire armor is modeled after Jaime Lannister's figure, and although it covers the whole body, it does not feel cumbersome at all, and the shoulder pads are carved with black lion reliefs.

It was the symbol of the Lannisters, but the Lannisters had been lost in time for too long, and this symbol was regarded as their own symbol by many nobles in the Old World.

It's more of a work of art than a piece of armor.

Jaime, who was already very heroic, was dressed in a military uniform at this time, and he looked even more heroic, and even Cersei couldn't help but indulge for a moment.

"Sure enough, only the blood of the Lannisters is worthy of me." Cersei looked at Jaime's face, and the two men had very similar delicate faces despite their different genders.

"You're worried about this garbage?" Cersei made her way, every crew member who saw her bowed their heads and gave way.

There wasn't a single pirate aboard the Crimson Shroud, the crew and soldiers were all Lannister soldiers, and they all swore to death like Mama.

"They are also part of our power, why let them die in vain?" Jaime asked, a little confused, "You know they can't deal with that warband of the Seris, who are trained transcendentals, and they are true warriors. ”

"If that idiot is right, all the forces around him will not let them go." Mama casually waved off the guards left and right: "In this world, it is a felony to carry a treasure, and we have been walking on thin ice all these years, you should know it deeply. ”

Jaime Lannister didn't answer, waiting for his sister's explanation, knowing that although Mama's name was known all over the world, it was not what Cersei was after.

The Lannisters, who are in their blood, can only live on one island and dance with pirates, which is a humiliation for both him and Cersei.

"In this case, if we stand still, it will appear that we are unique, because in the eyes of the world, I, Mama, are the queen of pirates." Cersei Lannister smiled heartily: "How could the Pirate Queen let go of the fat in her hand?" This doesn't fit my personality. ”

"But you and I both know that with this black ship, our business is on the verge of success, and the last thing I want to happen at this time is to attract the power of the Witch King or the Church." Mama looked at her younger brother: "So this is the name I handed in, hundreds of people died, and a few boats were sunk, proving that we are not not tempted, but have more than enough heart and not enough strength." ”

"So those people you sent to die?" Jaime asked a little dullly, "How many people are you going to sacrifice here?" ”

"Until I'm satisfied, those Seris are satisfied, everybody is satisfied." Mama looked at the shore without looking back: "I don't want you to pay too much attention to this garbage, we are Lannisters, and they are not all the way." ”

"Our goal is to reclaim the glory of the past, and the glory of the Lannisters is not here." As an awakened witch, Mama is able to divinate the future to a certain extent.

All of her divination for the future in this land was blood, war, and the shadow that covered the entire continent, which forced Cersei to hasten her plans.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to break with the witches, and even risked to rob the nuns' black ships, all in order to be able to retrieve the treasures hidden deep in the sea as soon as possible.

According to the family's records, there is enough power to revive the family, even with everything on Treasure Island, even if she gives up that Mithril vein, Cersei Lannister will give it a go.

Mama was going to use the refueling tactic to consume the less obedient parts of the pirate group first, but the Seris were still a little too fast, so fast that Mama couldn't keep up.

When the sun rose, several other ships cruising outside the harbor discovered that the Fang, which had anchored in the harbor last night, was sinking.

The originally huge hull had been tilted at a large angle at this time, and half of the hull disappeared below the surface of the sea.

Around the wreck, hundreds of corpses floated on the surface of the sea, crashing into the fangs without silence as the waves continued to crash.

Because the operation was too smooth, Xu Yichen and the others had enough time to drag out the corpse in the cabin and throw it into the sea, since it was a deterrent operation, it was natural to let the other party see the most deterrent picture.

The pirates who had landed before had been completely dispersed after a night of hunting.

There may be a dozen, twenty or so alive, but they have been frightened, and the pirates have not been able to find out where their enemies are.

But death is everywhere, and the companion who has just eaten with you may die before the meal is finished; There seems to be an enemy lurking around every corner, and cold arrows are used to remind them at all times that this is an unequal war.

When the corpses of the transcendents were hung high, the pirates finally broke down completely, and they scattered and fled into the forest, unable to hold anything but fear in their hearts.

Waiting for them are heavily armed townspeople, who are mainly sailors and their families, who are inherently at odds with pirates.

Whether on the sea or on land, the killings are staged at the same time.

And in the player's camp, the old druid Gregan finally saw the fangs of the Seris, nearly three hundred lives in one afternoon and one night.

Looking at Yang Yuefan, who was calmly drinking tea and smiling in front of him, the old druid felt a chill in his eyes.

He could see that the smiling guy in front of him and the big man in black armor behind him were all extraordinary people with full combat power.

In other words, even if they have fought so far, these Seris people still have no hands to move.

Even if they are both transcendental, Gregan knows that the gap between the druid and the other party must be very large in terms of combat effectiveness, which is not from the gap in professional strength, but from the gap in mentality and tactics.

Gregan imagined several times that if the Ring of the Pastoral Trees clashed with the Serisian warband, even in the Black Forest, the home of the druids, he would suffer heavy casualties.

The druids are spellcasters, guardians of the forest, and balancers of nature, but these Seris have only one identity - they are messengers of war.

After daybreak, the Druid Gregan left the camp with his two apprentices and disappeared into the forest.

He wanted to return to the Ring of Pastoral Trees and persuade the elders to reconsider their relationship with humanity.