"What's going on? Why does this thing seem to be coming at you? A sword flicked away the werewolf who had lost its balance and was out of range, and the paladin shouted.

"I saw a sneaky human mage next to this big guy before, and I didn't think about shooting an arrow at it, and the result was ......"

It was Lotherma's voice.

At this time, Roland's heart seemed to have just run over tens of thousands of divine beasts, and he just wanted to say to the soul ranger behind him, "Big brother, can you stop messing around?" That's not how you steal DPS! ”

However, now is not the time to hold accountable. The werewolf, who had fallen into a berserk because he had lost the control of his master, did not intend to let go of the elven ranger in front of him. It had just gained a foothold on the deck and was bullying itself again.

The tall werewolf rushed to the paladin with a thick smell of blood, his open mouth emitting a strong stench, and his sharp claws brought two cold rays in the sunlight.

Bang Bang Bang!

As the degree of swaying of the ship decreases and the body slowly gets used to this swaying state, the werewolf exerts more and more power. Under the intersection of the sharp front claws and the rune long sword, a dazzling spark splashed, and the long sword in the elf's hand let out a wail under the huge pressure of the other party.

Faced with the tremendous force transmitted from the sword, Roland carefully adjusted the force and angle of the rune longsword, and slid backwards with the help of this force. Before the werewolf could continue the pursuit, two arrows flew out of the elven ranger's hand, and shot towards the werewolf's blood-colored eyes with a strong wind.

Faced with the sudden sharp arrow, the werewolf did not retreat as the ranger imagined, but crossed his hands in front of him.

With two pops, the long arrow entered the flesh, and each of the werewolf's two strong forearms inserted a white-feathered arrow, and the feathers on the tail of the arrow were still trembling gently. But for the werewolf's strong physique, this wound is as painless as being bitten by a bug.

It didn't pay any attention to the two long arrows hanging from its arms, but opened its bloody mouth and let out a long roar, looking like it was going to rush forward again.

However, a black puddle of oil appeared beneath its feet without warning, and then in another violent shaking of the ship's hull, the werewolf's feet slipped.

I have to say that as a ranger who has been fighting guerrilla warfare with forest trolls in the land of ghosts for many years, Lotherma's tactical literacy is still very high, and although the greasy technique in front of her is inconspicuous, it definitely affects the whole situation.

"To the pirate's ship!" Seeing that the werewolf slipped and crashed into the crowd, the elven paladin immediately gathered his companions, intending to temporarily move away from the powerful monster in front of him.

In a short period of time, the Corsair has completed its separation from the Harbinger. Taking advantage of the werewolf attack on the elves, several humans have escaped from the Harbinger to the pirate ship. At the same time, a group of armed pirates were standing on the side of the ship in the direction of the Harbinger, fearing that the werewolf would take advantage of the chaos and rush onto their ship.

Seeing that the distance between the two ships had reached more than two meters, Roland took the lead and wanted to jump over the opposite side. The rune sword in his hand slashed through the pirates blocking the side of the pirate ship with a wisp of strong wind, and a standard arc brought out a hot blood.

Seeing Roland's straightforward murderous swordsmanship, the pirates around him who wanted to surround him couldn't help but take a few steps back. Roland used his actions to secure enough space for the two elves and female knights behind him.

After making sure that his three companions had arrived safely on board, Roland turned his attention to the Pioneer, which was as far away as he was. Because of the huge threat of werewolves, coupled with the oppression brought by the elves themselves and the captain's orders, the pirates did not rush to start the war.

Compared to the situation of the elf side of the pirate ship facing off against the pirate side, the situation on the deck of the Harbinger can be described as a mess. The werewolf, who had managed to stabilize his figure, lost his immediate goal and turned to kill in the crowd that hindered him.

Neither the invading pirates, nor the serious sailors, nor the innocent passengers were the match for this wild werewolf, and the entire deck of the cargo ship had become a blood-stained hell.

It wasn't until the pirate ship left the Harbinger more than twenty meters that Roland gradually relaxed and turned his head to look at the pirates who were confronting him. Although Blackwater pirates have always been the same for all races, it is humans who make up the vast majority.

"Elves, lay down your weapons! The great Captain Willix can promise you that if anyone can pay enough ransom for you, we will give you back your freedom! ”

For Captain Willix, today is a black day.

First the merchant ship that was not afraid of the prestige of the Blackwater pirates and insisted on resisting to the end, and then the werewolf monster that appeared out of nowhere, one after another, the pirate ship was reduced by nearly half. For the pension that threatens to crush their ship because of heavy casualties, the goblins in captain's hats are almost going crazy.

To be clear, for Blackwater pirates, pensions are the norm and have always been generous, but they are generally shared by the owners of the ship.

For him now, these High Elves in front of him are shining humanoid gold coins. Now there was only one thought in his mind, to hold these elves in the palm of his hand and exchange them for enough ransom.

It is said that the High Elves are rich! In order to safely take down the gold coins that he saw as walking, the goblin captain took advantage of the prestige he had accumulated on a daily basis. It was because of this that his group of red-eyed pirates would temporarily halt their attack.

"Goblins, are you sure you want us to lay down our arms and not surrender to us?" Glancing at the pirates who were staring at his side, Roland, who was threatening by the werewolves, had a smile on his face.

Gold on it, this High Elf can't be an idiot, right? Idiots aren't worth much! Willix put on a vicious face as he broke his thoughts in his heart.

"There are more than fifty of us, even if a few of you can be ten of them, they will not be our opponents, obediently lay down your arms, we will not embarrass you. Elves, obediently be my gold, ah no, obediently be my captive! ”

"You know, more to bully less, but my lines!" A hint of sarcasm hung on the corner of Roland's mouth, and he looked at the other party calmly, "Look around you, goblins!" ”

The paladin's delay had an effect, and the pirates who underestimated the enemy had been surrounded in the center by hundreds of elven warriors summoned by the knight girl, and the counter-encirclement was achieved!