"Our situation has never been more dire. Now we have to face a powerful storm that has never been seen in winter, and such a storm has not even been seen in summer! He's so violent that it's even like a wall! It's a storm that has never been stronger, and all of you have given me everything you can hold on to, don't be thrown overboard! Especially the gunners! They won't let us track them down easily! They're going to fight back! Gunner, your mission is to blow them up! Blow them up! Even if all the gunpowder shells are fired, even if the artillery is melted due to overheating, it will not hesitate! Prepare your supplies, prepare all the preparations you have to make before you open fire! You just smashed the cannon and sank the ones raised by these bitches!!!!! Captain Semoa raised his saber and howled with all his might.

Their situation was so bad that they had never expected to encounter a storm that should not have occurred in winter, nor that such a storm would be so violent as summer that they had not yet reached the center of the storm, and they were filled with fear and anxiety with such overwhelming momentum.

No one wants to enter even the smallest storm circle, and besides, the situation of the 'St. Peter' is not optimistic, and even more so the current storm owner destroys everything!

"I had known that the pirate ship would have been replaced, at least not as badly damaged as the St. Peter," Semoah sighed.

"There's no need to be sorry, Captain Semoa." Rodria stared closely at the approaching storm in front of him, "If it weren't for a fast ship like the St. Peter, we wouldn't have been able to catch up with Viscount Cordroll. He turned back to Semoa and smiled softly, "Captain Semoa, I've heard that the best captains of the Spanish fleet know how to navigate storms... Captain, are you good enough? ”

When Semoah heard Rodria's words, the gloom in his eyes was swept away in an instant, replaced by endless strength and edge. The back of his hand gripping the railing was bruised, and the power jumped in his hand.

For a moment, this old captain seemed to be like a naval admiral, with a battleship under his feet, riding the wind and waves in front of him!

It was all like a hallucination, and it only happened for a moment. His back seemed to bend a bit.

"I come from the invincible Spanish fleet, even if I am old now, even if my ship is broken, as long as I am alive, the captain of the Spanish cutting-edge ship that once rushed to the forefront of the Spanish fleet is definitely not a storm that can be stopped!"

The snow bright saber suddenly unsheathed, and the momentum fell like a rainbow, pointing to the pirate ship fleeing in the distance, "All of you, pull the sails for me, and we will let you experience the power of the sea from the Semoan family!!! ”

It was a wild statement, but Rodria just smiled lightly.

"Rodri, you will see how I will carry this ship to make you feel the speed you have never experienced before. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it could be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You'll experience the speed at which a one-pound cannonball is fired by a two-pound cannon! ”

Rodria came interested: "You mean... The whole ship? ”

Seymour bared his teeth and grinned fiercely, "Maybe the price is to fall apart completely." ”

"Then I look forward to the pleasure of being buried at the bottom of the sea." Rodria responded. The two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh at the same time.

Rodria's purpose was achieved. Now the morale of the crew of the entire battleship has been mobilized. The crew obeyed Semothy, and as long as Semothy gave orders, none of them objected. Even if the decision made by Semoa was to rush into the storm!

As long as the fighting spirit of Semoa remains, the fighting spirit of this ship will remain.

But he wasn't sure if such a sailboat would be able to withstand the storm if it was damaged.

He took a look at the storm with a Semoan telescope.

The pirate ship was already very close to the storm, and they had figured out the direction of the storm's wind and changed course along the way. Semoah took over the helmsman himself, and he took control of the sailboat.

The tail sail has been lowered to catch the wind behind and make the boat go faster.

The ship was rebuilt in the direction of "the fastest" from the very beginning, and his speed did not live up to his expectations. Having caught up with the pirate ship at full speed while being half a day's behind, it was proud enough.

Rodria looked at the few reserve knights who were also busy carrying their things, and stopped them.

"The situation is dangerous right now, all of you have to go back to the cabin..."

"Chief Rhodría...... I...... I applied to stay on deck. Xiu said with some hands raised.

After so many days on the ship, he had almost gotten used to the feeling on the ship, and the vomiting was no more. But it's still a bit top-heavy at times. He didn't want to waste his time lying in bed, he felt he had to do something.

But Rodria noticed that something was wrong with him.

His body was visibly enveloped by an emotion called "fear". He doesn't imitate himself to stand up straight, and he doesn't face everything with the same calm face as he used to.

He seems to have lost a kind of stubbornness in his past, and there is an indescribable negative emotion enveloping him.

"Xiu, I appreciate your courage, and your performance has always been excellent, including a shot that cost Captain Semoa the ......income of a pirate ship," Rodria said half-jokingly.

"But now is not the time for you to be strong. We're up against a shipwreck of the most vicious pirates in a storm that has never been seen before. All of them were outlaws who had abandoned their faith, and even their souls, and it would not be an exaggeration to call them apostles of demons. You're going to face a bunch of demons! ”

"Aren't we God's messengers?" Xiu smiled reluctantly and palely, his eyes a little glazed.

Rhoderia bowed his head and muttered for a moment.

"What about you, aren't you going to help out in the cabin?" Rodria looked at the others.

Andrew, Carlos and others have all expressed their intention to stay on deck.

"Then be careful with yourselves. After a while, I entered the storm, and I have no extra experience to pay attention to you. Protect yourself! Rodria admonished.

He really didn't have time to focus on repair.

"Rodria I want it too!" Lilum also blended in with the reserve knights at some point, and with the "advantage" of her petite stature and wrapped in a black cloak, she really passed the test cutely.

Rodria didn't hesitate, and a shudder knocked on Lilum's head, "Get off the cabin!" ”

Lilum crouched on the ground, holding her head, and her tears often cried out in pain. But after a while, she stood up to Rodria and said something to him.

For a moment, Rodria looked at Xiu's eyes with extremely complicated eyes.

At this time, Semoa's shouts resounded throughout the deck.

"Get ready, everyone! The storm is just around the corner! What we have to face is a mad dog wave that can reach hundreds of meters higher than a mast without warning and can appear at any time! "Semoa roared like a wild man roaring at the top of his lungs.

He grabbed a bottle in his hand for some time and poured it into his mouth fiercely in Rodria's stunned eyes... No! He filled half a bottle!

"Semoa, are you drinking?" Rodria was dumbfounded.

"Back then, Lao Tzu just bit the wine bottle and screwed off the head of the Ottoman general!" He blushed and howled angrily in his throat: "Today, Lao Tzu will also bite the wine bottle to calm this storm!" ”

He howled at the pilot, the St. Peter, and crashed headlong into the white rain clouds in the direction of the storm!

The mast creaked with a tooth-aching and terrifying sound, and the people on board floated to the ground as if the ground under their feet had been suddenly pushed hard.

The St. Peter's rode the wind of a hurricane with its sails, riding the wind and waves!

(End of chapter)