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Harder chewed on an unknown flower in his mouth, and lay on the wiped clean deck, staring blankly at the blue sky, looking a little absent-minded.

As one of the seafarers who stayed on the ship and observed the situation around him, the boring days of his life had long since faded into obscurity.

"Hard, you guy is lazy again, don't keep an eye on the surroundings, if you are secretly surrounded by other pirate groups, it will be troublesome."

"Come on, in this sea, are there any other pirate groups that dare to sneak up on us, unless their leader has a bad brain......"

Hearing Hader's words, the members of the "Angry Pirate Group" who spoke before also laughed, as one of the strongest pirate groups in the Flo Sea, most of the pirate groups that dared to oppose them had disappeared in the long river of time.

"Oh God, I think there's really some guy who doesn't have long eyes coming, quick, tell the captain." Harder's body lifted up casually, and he glanced subconsciously, looking at the few black dots on the coastline in the distance that were getting closer and closer, his face also stiffened suddenly, and his palm hurriedly rang the alarm bell next to him, and then the sound of rapid shouting kept coming from his mouth.

At the same time as Harder issued a warning, in the originally blue sky, at some point, a few more black spots suddenly appeared, and then with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, the pitch-black iron balls also smashed down.

On the six ships on the shores of White Rock Island, Moore usually left sixty or seventy men on the ships to guard them, just in case anything unexpected.

It was perhaps too long for anyone to dare to offend the "Furious Pirates", or perhaps the victories had paralyzed the brains of these seamen, and in the face of the orders given by their own commanders to carefully observe the situation on the surrounding sea, almost none of the pirates listened to their own captain's words.

While the cannon flying in the sky rained down like money, the pirates on the six ships were still chatting leisurely, completely unaware of the situation they were facing.

One pirate laughed at each other and scolded each other, until the hurried alarm bell rang, these pirates were stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the rapidly falling iron balls in the sky, just this glance, it is eternity.

In his eyes, with extreme panic, his body instinctively wanted to escape, but under the terrifying pressure of the iron ball in the sky, these pirates' legs were already frightened, and they couldn't even take a simple step.

Countless overwhelming iron balls quickly smashed on the ships, and before the pirates who had gathered together, some of them didn't even react to what was going on, and their bodies were torn apart by the iron balls with unimaginable impact, turning into piles of flesh and blood corpses, and in the blink of an eye, the deck was covered with a layer of blood-red flesh.

The original gorgeous and neat warships became tattered under the merciless bombardment of the shells, and the wooden companions that had been cracked were also flying around.

Terrible exclamations continued from the mouths of the surviving pirates, but soon their screams and wails were completely drowned out by the loud roar that resounded when the cannon was fired.

Under the threat of death, one pirate began to flee in a desperate frenzy, and some sailors even jumped directly into the sea in an attempt to escape with their lives.

It's just that the relentless shells don't care whether there are enemies on the warships or not, and they keep bombarding this area.

The water area where the six warships stayed was dyed red with blood in the blink of an eye, and the hulls of the six warships had lost their original color, and the rich blood color had completely swallowed everything.

In an ice cellar made entirely of ice blocks, bursts of cold chill continued to emanate from the pieces of ice, and in such an ice cellar with a temperature of more than ten degrees below zero or even lower, Moore was naked, and the whole person sat on a pave carved from ice cubes as usual, as if he was not affected by the chill emanating from the surrounding ice cubes at all.

Mohr's eyes were closed, his breath was long, and with each breath he took a little, an imperceptible chill poured into his body from the ice around him.

And with the influx of a chill, every muscle in Moore's body also shook rapidly, and after a long time, he exhaled a breath of white air again, and then repeated the cycle, seemingly endless.

And with Moore's exhalation and spitting, his already incomparably snow-white skin became even fairer at this time, but this snow-white gave people a feeling that was not normal, but a sickly paleness.

With that sudden roar, even the ocean roared, and the earth naturally trembled with it.

Feeling the sudden tremor of the ground, Moore's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, and two sharp eyes shot away like two feathered arrows.

The moment his eyes opened, looking at the iron balls that kept falling on the coast, the face of the leader of the "Angry Pirate Regiment" was also extremely gloomy in an instant.

And a few seconds after Mohr's body appeared in the empty land from the house, the skeleton figures of the "Raging Pirates" also quickly appeared behind him.

Looking at the coast, which was completely covered by artillery fire, these backbones were stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, and their hearts were dripping blood.

The six warships on the coast, each of which they had obtained at a great cost, and after that, it took a lot of time and effort to refit them, but at this time, they did not even have a chance to show their hideousness, and they were swallowed up little by little by the cannonballs that emitted a fiery roar.

"Gather all the men on the island, don't let them go to the shore to support, and then let them all set off inside the "White Rock Island", immediately. Moore clenched his hands, and the green tendons instantly swelled, and then he almost gritted his teeth.

Feeling the monstrous anger contained in Moore's words, the rest of the backbone members of the "Angry Pirate Group" didn't dare to say a word, and agreed, and hurriedly went to inform the pirates on White Rock Island who were already in a panic.

Chaos and blood, from there...... (To be continued.) )