The Arowana in the tank floated motionless on the surface of the water with its belly up, and no matter how Jervis summoned it, it was as if it were dead.

A cold sweat ran down Jervis' face.

He didn't know exactly what was going on, but he could make a murderous quasi-legendary five-star sea beast look like this, and he knew on his toes that something terrible must have happened on the Goddess of Despair.

However, Jervis was not reconciled, he was recognized as the strongest in the Stormy Sea, even the Pirate King was just a small character who could be easily destroyed in his eyes, this time he mobilized the Victory, but he didn't even get a goddess of despair, which was a shame for him.

Brigadier Norrington also managed to clear the Pirate King Payne, a being more powerful than the Black Dragon and the Goddess of Despair.

Could it be that he, Jervis, can't even compare to his own men?

Jervis also plans to clear the Goddess of Despair and let them take the secrets of the Sea Spirit to Hell, and then when he succeeds in obtaining the Sea Spirit, he can apply for the Empire to transfer him to a larger sea!

The sea area of the Storm Sea, which can sail to the other shore in a month, is still too small, and what he wants to go to is a larger sea area, a sea area where he still can't see the edge for several months!

That is the stage of the strong! This is the ocean he wants to conquer.

"General, shall we go back to Hong Kong?"

The adjutant stood behind Jervis, and he also saw the strangeness of the Arowana, and it was clear that there was some irresistible presence ahead, and he felt that it was time for Victory Harbor.

"Go back, go back and let those old guys laugh at me, adjust the sails, speed up, keep that rotten ship within our range! I'm going to blow it up!"

Jervis's cold voice came down, and he still had some scruples, so he didn't plan to engage in a broadside battle, but directly ended the battle that should have ended with powerful firepower.

The adjutant carried out Jervis's order unconditionally, and the soldiers came to the various artillery pieces in a neat manner and began to prepare.

One hundred and eight heavy guns, if half of them hit, even the quasi-legendary three-star sea beast would have to be hated on the spot.

The speed of the Victory slowly accelerated, and in the sea breeze under the scorching sun, it was like a big fish breaking through the huge waves, and chased all the way.

Roger rested for a while before there was a knock on Andy's door.

Roger rubbed his head and stood up, outside the door was Buck, he hugged Roger tightly, and sighed, this usually fast-talking black big man was now a little hesitant.

Roger knew what he was trying to say, just patted him on the shoulder and smiled lightly.

"Don't worry, I'll have a chance to meet in the future, and in a few hours, I'll be a member of the legendary pirate ship!"

There was a shout from the deck, and someone noticed that the Victory had accelerated.

The pirates on deck were a little flustered, the broken cabin had not yet been cleaned, the gunpowder had been wet in large parts, and now all they could use were muskets and scimitars.

Whether it is an artillery battle or a broadside battle, they will suffer great losses.

There were one hundred and eight guns on the Victory, and now they don't have a single one.

There were 800 navies on board the Victory, and there were more than 20 pirates who were not seriously wounded.

Mortal situation.

The pirates quickly understood, but it only fueled their anger, and they were sure to die anyway, so kill a few more to let the navy know that they were not sheep to be slaughtered!

If you can't delay enough, you still have to delay, no one wants to die so early, or enjoy the last sea breeze.

The pirates threw shards of wood and even the fallen mast into the sea, making the goddess of despair lighter, and although she didn't have a mast, she didn't slow down much.

It will take a while for the Victory to catch up with them.

And the Victory should have been scrupling about something, keeping a long distance from them, which delayed the time for the Victory to start a war with them.

Because most of the guns on the sailing ship were on both sides of the hull, and there were not many guns in the bow, if you wanted to fire on others, you had to make sure that the hulls of the two ships were parallel.

And the Victory didn't dare to get too close to the goddess of despair, so it had to sail a longer distance.

"How dare they catch up?"

Roger walked to the deck and looked at the Victory as it changed course, with a look of enlightenment.

Zach and he looked at each other, both seeing worry in each other's eyes.

They knew what Jervis was up to, and it looked like he was going to use artillery to sink the Goddess of Despair.

"There is no other way to drag it down than this shell, unless ten people who believe in the Silver Cross can be found. ”

Zach smiled bitterly, his ships were full of vicious pirates, and all of them believed in evil gods and witches, or the gods of the sea, who would believe in God?

Zach stroked the shell in his hand, his face full of reluctance.

Roger didn't speak, he actually understood what this shell meant to Zack, it was something more important than his life, but for the sake of the ship's brother, Zach had no choice.

The two of them stood at the bow of the boat, letting the sea breeze blow their unkempt hair, waiting for the time to come.

The Victory slowly reached the side of the Goddess of Despair, and the guns on the Victory were mainly 24-pound and 32-pound, with a range of up to 1,000 meters, but in order for the guns to accurately hit and penetrate the Goddess of Despair, the Victory kept the distance at about 300 meters.

Three hundred meters, that's enough!

Zach had a glint in his eyes and tied the shell to a rope with the other end of the rope tied to a heavy wooden block.

Zach called in a pirate who had always been able to throw his claws at the masts of opposing ships with precision in previous broadside battles, and with enough power to throw this thing far away.

The pirate grabbed the rope and shook it slowly, the weight on the other end made a whirring sound, and the pirate narrowed his eyes and stared at the yellow-white hull of the Victory.

On the Victory, the navies in the three cabins of the ship had wiped down their guns, the shells were loaded, the angles were adjusted, and they were waiting for Jervis's order.

The tense moment came, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe, because this was an opportunity to get a meritorious service, and whoever could hit the goddess of despair with the perfect cannon would be rewarded!

Jervis looked at the goddess of despair not far away, and his heart was still worried about why the arowana was in such a state, which made him a little uneasy, and he didn't know whether to fire or not.

"General?"

The adjutant asked appropriately.

Jervis looked stunned and made his choice.

"Open ......"

Before the word fire could be uttered, he saw a black weight thrown from the opposite side, falling into the sea between the two ships, and a wave spread.

The intoxicating song resounded from the depths of the ocean.

Poignant, romantic.

This is a kiss that belongs to a mermaid.