"After becoming an evil spirit, Drape's strength has become stronger."

Barnard's voice continued: "The Burning Sun and the Church of Judgment tried to wipe out all of these ghost ships, but the pirates who became ghost ships were more strange and secretive, and they attacked many times without success, and even lost a lot of lives, so they gave up."

It's really in line with Roger's stereotype of the church.

"I didn't expect Drape and the Scarlet Revenge to be here, damn it." Barnard cursed without any gentlemanly demeanor.

Obviously, even Barnard, who has great strength and has a special attack on the soul, is not absolutely sure that he can defeat this murderous evil spirit.

Roger groaned and snapped his fingers, and several headlights on the destroyer turned on at the same time, dispelling the darkness around him, and his eyes swept around.

There are three ghost ships ahead.

There are seven on the left.

There are thirteen ships on the right, including the Crimson Vengeance.

This Scarlet Avenger, about thirty meters long, is definitely a behemoth in this world.

It should be followed by other ships of this pirate group, flying similar flags.

Not in the rear for the time being.

Passing on the faint feeling of some strange vibrations, as if some strange presence was also trying to attack from below, Roger remembered the huge and delicate outline of the sea that he had peeked at before, like an octopus's tentacles.

"Okay......

He exhaled, watching the ghost ships get closer and closer to him, and although he wasn't worried that the all-metal hull would be damaged by the wood, even if it was just a layer of paint, it was enough to make Roger feel distressed.

"Just let me see how capable these ghost ships are."

Roger said, snapping his fingers again.

With a snap, the position of the bow above the destroyer, three naval guns, on the left and right sides, nine naval guns on each began to adjust the direction at the same time.

Barnard was wondering how the man in front of him didn't panic at all when he saw so many ghost ships rushing towards him...... He is very strong, and it is normal not to be afraid of these ghost ships, but at least he should make some preparations, and he can't wait for the other party to crash into him......

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

Just as Barnard was complaining in his heart, a violent roar suddenly sounded.

The sound of thunder in the sky was so violent that it startled the crumpled young man, and he jumped off the deck.

Before his eyes, he saw a stream of shiny, dark red fire, erupting from the cylindrical metal pipes that made him instinctively feel fear, followed by a thick smoke of gunpowder.

The smoke of gunpowder blew onto his face with an inexplicable smell.

The bow, on the left, on the right, and in all three directions, all the metal pipes were spewing flames.

Barnard tried to spy on the flames, but the flames were so fast that his eyes didn't have time to roll.

In the next moment, only a boom was heard, and a ball of flame erupted from the metal pipe fell on a ghost ship.

Then, a violent explosion was caused.

The monstrous flames could not be extinguished even by the wind and the rain of blood.

The poor ghost ship broke in the middle the moment it was hit, and in the flames, countless evil spirits screamed in terror, they seemed to be trapped in these ghost ships, unable to leave, only to let the scorching flames burn their spirits, and their bodies writhed in strange postures, the picture looked scalp-ting.

And that's just the beginning.

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble!

Streams of crimson fire tore through the night sky like meteors, and then exploded.

Barnard's entire face had become completely glazed, and his gaze was only stiff in the direction to the right.

Dense fires burst into one ghost ship after another, and the terrifying ghost ships all seemed to have turned into tofu scum at this moment.

Even the Scarlet Revenge, which looked the most sturdy, was directly bombarded with a single shot, and the poor bow was directly blown to pieces.

Thick smoke rose from the entire sea.

The blazing flames obscured almost everything.

What kind of power is this, who would have thought that this ship would not only look exaggerated, but also have such amazing destructive power, and let no one else live?

Barnard didn't know what to make anymore, he watched as the cannonballs fell on the ghost ships, the ghost ships were blown to pieces, and the broken planks floated on the surface of the sea, still burning.

He saw that the pirate king, Drape, the most powerful evil spirit, was also desperately struggling in the flames, and his situation was slightly better than that of the men next to him, but only slightly.

The picture in front of me can only be described as brutal.

It didn't take long for dozens of ghost ships to be blown to pieces, and almost all of the evil spirits on board were dead.

The gap in strength is too big, and the two sides are not on the same level at all.

For this giant warship, those exaggerated-looking ghost ships can only be regarded as small toys at best, and they are vulnerable.

Only the most brutal evil spirit, Drape, was not dead, and he howled, breaking free from the wreckage of the ghost ship, and the spirit turned into a gray-black light and shadow, accompanied by an angry roar, and swept up the wind and waves on the sea and rushed towards Roger, as if trying to tear apart the existence that had destroyed everything.

"Soul Storm."

Roger's lips twitched.

In the next moment, there was a pop, and a circle of invisible fluctuations spread out of mid-air.

The poor evil spirit, which had no physical body, was too weak in the face of this kind of attack directly aimed at the soul, and the entire soul body instantly collapsed and disappeared cleanly.

This is the most powerful pirate king in the four seas, whether he is alive or dead, and he will come to an end completely, and there will be no chance to cross the seas again.

Barnard's body remained still, motionless.

He had already known that Roger's strength was very strong, but it wasn't until this moment that he really understood that this man's strength was far more exaggerated than he imagined.

Is this guy really human?

It was at this time that Barnard finally realized how ridiculous his previous fear of Roger would rob him of his treasure, and even tried to resist.

If Roger really wanted to snatch the codex left by that mysterious powerhouse, he wouldn't even have a chance to fight back.

Thankfully, this is a true gentleman.

Roger's face was still solemn, and this expression lasted for nearly half a minute before finally dispersing.

At the bottom of the ship, some being in the depths of the ocean has finally given up on attacking the destroyer, and it seems to understand that this huge iron hull is not so easy to be dragged to the bottom of the sea.

In fact, Roger had already shown all the torpedoes just now, but fortunately this behemoth chose to retreat. Otherwise, Roger couldn't guarantee whether the dozens of torpedoes would blow the chunk to pieces.

"Whew......" Roger exhaled, "Is this the Pirate King?" That's it."

Barnard had a bitter look on his face, is this the bearing of a truly strong man?

Well, to you, the Pirate King may be nothing more than that, but to the other transcendents, it's a deadly threat of death.

"Sir......" took a deep breath, and Barnard spoke again, "You made a deal earlier, hoping that I could read the codex left by my predecessors in the ancient times, and after thinking about it for a while, I decided to agree to your request."

"Huh? So fast?"

Roger was a little surprised.

It's only been a few minutes, isn't it too quick to decide something so important?

"Mr. Barnard, I'm not in a hurry, you can think slowly, you don't have to give an answer so quickly

I'm serious." Roger said.

"No, sir, I've thought it through."

Barnard's eyes fell, and his mind seemed to have made a decision at this time, and he knelt on one knee with his dry legs bent, and a tattered ancient book appeared in his hands: "Sir, please forgive me for my hesitation."

"I hope this codex represents my loyalty."

Barnard's reaction startled Roger, who thought that Barnard would be a pretty good person to talk to, if not a very close friend, at least an ordinary friend.

Who would have thought that Barnard would make such a move?

Loyal?

Please, wouldn't it be too much to use these two words between friends?

"Barnard, you get up first......" Roger's face was a little distressed.

Barnard has his own plans, and Roger's strength is just too strong, so strong that it is desperate and terrifying.

Today's Roger, a proper demigod.

All kinds of strange abilities emerge one after another, and even if you become a god in the future, it may not be impossible.

Now Roger doesn't have too many followers around him, only a few women, Barnard is confident, his strength is stronger than those women, and he will become a loyal and powerful subordinate.

In the future, if Roger really becomes a god, how can he be mixed with the identity of a dependent, right?

Barnard had even thought of Roger's honorific title as a god in his heart, and called:

The god of wisdom and technology!