"Of course," Diego replied, pulling out a flaming magazine and putting it in the magazine slot, "which part do you usually burn first when you fire rockets at enemy ships?" ”

"Sails, of course!" Kratz replied. Because the ship with its sails burned will lose power completely, and once the enemy goes around the dead end of the artillery, it can only stare and be beaten. However, the goblin captain didn't think that Diego's musket could hit that far, knowing that even the best dwarven musket could hit a target at a distance of 200 meters.

Diego didn't speak, he picked up his gun, aimed it at the sails of the Red Mist, and pulled the trigger. Hit a target within 500 meters, and it was such a large area, it was difficult for him to miss it.

To his surprise, however, the Red Mist in the distance did not move as bullets screamed, neither a violent explosion nor a burning flame - nothing happened.

Kraz sighed unsurprisingly, for him, this was normal. What this human had said was nothing more than wishful thinking.

"We've got to go down, this isn't the place we should be." He turned and walked towards the bilge.

Diego didn't move, he thought with a frown. It wasn't a complicated matter, and almost in the blink of an eye, he understood what was going on—the sails of the Red Mist were only made of sturdy canvas, and the bullets would only pass through them, and they would not detonate the lava core powder on the warhead by the violent impact.

Knowing what the problem was, Diego's heart suddenly became much more relaxed, so let's hit the hull, although the fire spreads more slowly, but the fire ignited by the powder of the lava river is not so easy to extinguish.

He lowered the muzzle a bit and opened fire again. The dull sound of gunfire mingled with the rumbling of artillery, not harsh, but Kraz caught it keenly. He turned around and saw the human hunter still half-kneeling beside the big cave, looking out of the cave.

Kraz couldn't help but feel a little angry. Although there is a shortage of manpower in Booty Bay right now, especially good ones, this self-righteous human still makes him feel a little offended by his repeated disobedience to orders.

He strode over. Reaching for Diego's shoulder, intending to teach him a profound lesson, but as soon as his eyes wandered from the outside of the hole, he saw a raging flame rising from the hull of the Red Mist in the distance. In a flash of light, his outstretched hand changed from a hard wrench to a gentle pat.

"You did it?" He asked, surprised.

"Yes!" Diego replied. He pulled the trigger again, and as the Goblin Captain witnessed it, flames erupted from the Red Mist's hull again.

"Well done! I knew you could! Kraz couldn't help but shout, he patted Diego on the shoulder hard, "One more time, one more time, burn ~ kill these dogs~ mother~ pirates!" ”

Diego's whole person was staggered by him, and he couldn't aim at all. He turned his head a little helplessly and looked at the hand that Captain Goblin had placed on his shoulder.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Kraz also noticed that he affected the hunter's shooting. Hurriedly retracted his claws, "You continue!" ”

The thumping of gunfire rang out again, and a few minutes later, the Red Mist was completely submerged in a sea of fire.

Although it is not known who did it, this did not prevent cheers from resounding on both gun decks. Almost everyone was cheering for the hero who didn't know where to hide, and if Diego stepped up at this point, he would surely be thrown into the sky by the overjoyed sailors.

Almost everyone has already decided the big picture. Once the Red Mist is burned, the remaining Chopping Waves will inevitably be defeated under the attack of two warships. But no one stopped what they were doing, on the contrary, they worked harder. Even the rate of fire of the artillery has increased a lot, because everyone is waiting to taste the sweet fruits of victory.

However, just in front of everyone's eyes, a jaw-dropping scene happened. As if in a circle of light blue ripples, a frost-condensed flower spread quickly along the bow of the ship. Almost in the blink of an eye, half of the Red Mist was obscured, and after a few minutes, another frost flower burst out from the stern of the ship, obscuring the remaining half of the pirate ship.

Wherever the frost passed, the flames ignited by the powder of the lava core seemed to be drained of energy. Quietly extinguished. Only the blackened hull burned beneath the translucent ice crystals remained.

"Oh my God! It's the Frost Nova, and there's a mage on that pirate ship! Kraz cried out through gritted teeth, as if in disbelief, and he repeated again, "Hell, they actually have mages!" ”

"Shut up, I hear you!" Unconvinced, Diego fired another shot, but this time the flares didn't even ignite a spark except for a few pieces of ice that flew away.

Diego sighed, got up from the deck, and retreated behind the bulkhead.

"Well, while I don't want to be a nasty mourning bird, I'm going to say that we're probably going to face a terrifying mage!" Diego spoke to Kraz, who had not yet recovered from the blow, and he unloaded the flaming magazine and replaced it with a normal one—only bullets infused with the power of the Holy Light could break through the mage's magical shield.

He didn't go to the upper deck to report the news, because anyone who wasn't blind could have seen what had just happened. Above the sea, almost everyone knows what a mage means to naval warfare - thunder and lightning! Flame! Ice! Once within range of the mage's spells, those mysterious mages have the means to sink a ship with a displacement of more than a thousand tons.

"What should I do?" Coming back to his senses, Kraz asked in a loud voice, in his eyes, this hunter was almost the last straw that could save their fate, "I know, Diego, you must have a way, right?" ”

"Perhaps," Diego didn't disappoint, and he walked to the upper deck with his gun, "but I need a vantage point, a place to hide my tracks, but to see the mage." ”

"This kind of place ......," the goblin captain followed closely behind him, chattering, "there is no hiding in the mast, and the deck is not high enough, so there is only the upper stern, where there are wooden walls on both sides to hide behind." ”

"Okay, just go there."

The two of them walked up the ladder to the deck. The deck was filled with smoke, and the ground was littered with broken logs, broken sail lines, bloody corpses, and a mess of debris. There was hardly a place to stay.

"Wow, where am I here? Hell? Kraz couldn't help but mutter, and he jumped from the leg of a gunner who had broken his arm and kept screaming, and ran in the direction of the stern.

"I'll bet, Kraz, those pirates are worse than us!" On the stern, the first mate poked his head out and shouted unconvinced. Then he saw Diego.

"Hell, Kratz, what are you doing with this human? Will he fire the cannon or will he be at the helm? The first mate asked angrily.

"I can help you deal with that mage, don't tell me, you don't know there's a mage on the other side of the ship!" Diego said confidently.

"Oh, of course I do." The first mate replied subconsciously. (To be continued.) )