"Whoa, whoa" is strange to say, it is a sound that has been heard countless times, but when the waves began to crash against the hull, both the sailors on and off deck were frightened by the sound of the sound of hair standing on end. It's not all because of physical fright, it's more because of the sound of the waves again, and everyone knows that now, it's time for the Sirens.

"First mate!" was a shout, but the Black Arrow's first mate knew exactly what his sailors were trying to say, first with a loud bang, and then with the waves that came back, and no one would take it as a good omen. "Shut up and watch your position. We're at war with those fishmen right now, so it's no surprise that anything is happening!"

Although the answer was rather rude, the first mate was not as calm as he had appeared to be about to change the tide of battle, and his eyes looked above deck, considering whether he should leave his post again to see what was going on above. However, before he could actually act, a distinct tapping sound interrupted his thoughts. "Boom!"

All the sailors on standby in the cabin almost simultaneously grabbed their weapons and looked warily at the source of the sound, which was located in the left front of the hull, not far from the keel. "It could just be a stone or something. There was no similar sound for a few seconds after the knocking, and the sailor closest to him breathed a sigh of relief and spoke to his companions. However, at the moment when his words fell, a second blow occurred, and it was at least twice as violent as the first!

"Boom!" the relieved sailor jumped far from the opposite position, and then fell into the cabin from the shaking of the hull caused by the impact. "He, he—" He pointed to the source of the voice, unable to utter a complete sentence for a while. The first mate shrugged his nose at this, and casually pulled the disgraced fellow to the back, and despite the fragment of the snail shell sword stuck in his waist, the sturdy seaman had fully recovered his true colors. "Shhhhhh

"Squeak!" the third impact was quieter than the previous one, but it was more effective, and a metal chisel pierced the cabin through a gap in the wood on the side wall of the hull. Then, there was no movement. This was different from what the first mate had expected, he had expected the Kraken to try to penetrate the bottom of the ship, but the other party had no other action after driving the chisel, and even, due to the excellent workmanship of the metal chisel, there was no water flowing around it, because the chisel's spikes had scaly bumps, which helped it to bite firmly into the hull and be perfectly embedded in it. The first mate lowered the tomahawk slightly, and the firelight moved closer to the chisel, which didn't look like something that could be made by the Kraken's craftsmanship. But before he could read any more information, a dense noise came from other directions of the cabin, "Knock, knock!" Three more of the same chisels were driven into the hull.

The first mate looked at the position of the four chiseled nails, and suddenly understood something, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Get these nails out! they want to sink this ship!" As he spoke, he raised his tomahawk and smashed the counterweight on the back of the blade against the chisel beside him, smashing the chisel out a quarter of it.

"Boom!" The hull was dragged by something unknown underwater and sank downward, but its own buoyancy allowed the Black Arrow to withstand the first impact. "What are you doing in a daze, if you don't want to be dragged down to feed the fish, give me a quick time!" the tomahawk, the second hit the chisel nail, and smashed most of it down in a burst of sparks. The first mate made persistent efforts, and then swung a third shot, but this time he was too anxious and didn't hit. "Boom!" The second drag was noticeably harder than the first, and while the rest of the crew had begun to pull out the nails, they were not as advanced as the first mate, so the Black Arrow was still in danger. "Whoa!" the current, flowing through the gap in the deck, the first mate understood what that meant, indicating that the waves had jumped onto the deck, which used to be the only case in big storms. There can be no more third shocks, and as soon as the holds begin to accumulate water in large quantities, there is a high probability that the hull will lose its buoyancy.

"Get out of here! get out of our boat!" This time, the tomahawk didn't miss, and even the grooved chisel was completely driven out of the hull under the blow, leaving an ugly hole that soon began to flow into the sea. "Blockage!" the prepared sailors filled the holes in the ship with a mixture of rice milk, broken wood, and other things, and stopped the Kraken's attack in time. However, the other ships in the fleet may not be so lucky.

A thick fog engulfed the torches. Hafdan watched as the liquid mist crushed the flames around him until the last flame gave up the struggle under the pressure of moisture. "Location!" he yelled, it was a code that the crew had agreed upon, and when the torches couldn't provide light, they had to bang on things around them every once in a while to let the others know where they were. So starting from the bow of the ship, the sailors struck the brass bells they carried on their bodies in turn, and each brass bell had a slightly different sound, which was also to distinguish their identities.

"Enemy attack! "Uh-huh!" a sailor on the starboard side gave a warning and a cry of pain shortly after the second hull floated and sank.

"Bastard!" Hafdan straightened up from the deck, knowing that the two tremors must have been the work of the Kraken below. However, since they chose to land, it means that the previous plot has failed, and it is the credit of the first mate and the other sailors who are on call in the cabin. But this did not give the captain comfort when he heard that his sailors were killed by the enemy. He put the crossbow against his chest, and pulled the bolt with one hand, this crossbow arrow was purchased by him from the ocean merchant at a large price, in addition to the strong penetration, this crossbow arrow can also save the time of loading, reserve three arrows at a time, only need to use the machine to pull the bowstring to automatically load the arrow. Thanks to this small mechanism, Hafdan has escaped death several times.

This time, he was confident that his crossbow bolts would not fail him either. The captain held the crossbow flat and walked with a very slow pace in the direction of the sailor's last sound. But he only knew how to reduce the sound he made, but he didn't expect that in the thick mist, the Kraken could judge the surrounding situation through the changes in the fog just like at the bottom of the sea. Therefore, when the captain approached his target, the scorching sea monster that landed on the deck had been waiting for him for a long time.