Chapter Seventy-Nine: Don't be afraid, Captain, I'm coming
It didn't take long.
The third-order councillors from both camps also followed closely behind the two Overseer candidates, and passed the first level one after another, entering the atrium.
They didn't cooperate with the kingdom, and no matter how rich they were, they couldn't get an intact third-class battleship as their flagship like Redbeard.
Even if you get it, you will only be hunted down to death by the navy.
Most of the pirate ships in hand are "nominal battleships" such as fourth-class ships, or large Galen of the same class.
The highest configuration is just like the [Flame Rose], adding a strange bow with special effect bonuses.
"Storm, let's go and meet Her Royal Highness the princess as planned."
"The thousand-year-old glory of Iron Anchor Bay belongs to our bay people, and if you want to destroy Iron Anchor Bay and dig up the foundation of the bay people, unless you run over us first!"
The Wanmin camp is fighting to defend their homeland, and the Redbeard camp is not lagging behind.
"If the deputy speaker loses, there will definitely be no good fruit for us to eat, and we will fight with these stubborn Bay people!"
"As long as we sell the great secret treasure of the Wanmin, we can all be noble masters!"
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Pirate ships made a white arc on the surface of the sea, rushing towards the same location in the atrium.
The Gulf members also noticed that the ranks on the Redbeard side did seem to be huge at first.
But after being filtered through two layers of secret realms, most of the rabble's power has been neutralized by the coffins that litter the place.
In this "atrium" that was chosen by Violet as the main battlefield, only their peak combat power can decide the outcome of the battle.
Coupled with the help of many ancestral heroes, their confidence suddenly increased.
was only half a step slower, and Byron also drove the [Golden Deer] into this sea area with big waves.
The massive anchor chain above his head still stretched across the sky, continuing to stretch deeper into Valhalla, as if there was no end in sight.
While Byron received the [Pirate Code] clearance rules, he unsurprisingly received another wave of hospitality from his ancestors.
Collapse ββ!
The bowstring exploded, and a bed crossbow nearly as thick as a wrist was nailed to the bulwark of the [Golden Deer].
Not far away, there was a dragon head boat that was turning its course with its oars, like a big centipede, and rushing towards this side.
Equipped with sails and oars at the same time, it was covered in smoky fire and bloodstained traces of battle, and it looked very old.
Further afield, several similar ancient dragon head boats are making U-turns.
"If I had seen the one-eyed emblem, I might not have been interested in going deeper at all.
Now I think that even if I can't clear the level all at once, it would be good to get a little more clues.
Moreover, the whale oil lantern is very useful, but it is not difficult to deal with these enemies. β
A blood-colored aura flashed in the depths of Byron's pupils, and he spat out a sentence:
"Teach them how to behave!"
The twenty-seven man-eating sharks that had been acting as guards with knives and had always followed the [Golden Deer] suddenly jumped out of the water and swarmed up.
Click!
The largest shark in the school reaches nine meters, and the rest are also six meters long on average.
Jumping up from the water, you can easily overturn this old antique that you don't know how many years has been obsolete with just your own weight.
"They may not be able to deal with the warships and pirate ships that are popular in this era.
But it was completely effortless to deal with this kind of dragon head ship with a low gang that did not even have artillery. β
Byron, who has experienced another history and timeline, is most touched by this.
The whole world is rolling forward.
The difference in combat power between the transcendents may not be large, but the replacement of warships and weapons is enough to crush the game.
Unless it becomes a [Holy Relic], it is certainly not the case that everything will grow older and more powerful, especially the warships that crystallize cutting-edge technology.
Old antiques are really useless.
What happened next was too much.
Splinters
The crew of the Golden Deer who witnessed this scene all turned their heads and covered their eyes silently, unable to bear to look at it again.
The captain of his own ship just invited the two ancestors to eat grapes, and then sent dozens of them to play the Five Organs Temple for a day trip.
I don't know where the "ancestors" will be resurrected tomorrow, if it were, uh, when we didn't say.
One of the sharks swam to the side of the boat and spat out a saliva whale oil lantern at its owner.
Byron took it and looked at it carefully, and sure enough, he found the one-eyed emblem on the crystal lampshade full of impurities.
γLogbookγWriting Record:
"A lamp used by an ancient navigator to see through the fog with the help of the god's right eye.
Now it can only be regarded as an inferior antique, and after leaving the confines of Valhalla, it will be completely destroyed like those ancient heroic spirits. β
No substantive information was obtained, and the solution density did not increase further.
Byron casually hung it on the belt around his waist, not intending to use it to continue his quest to the next level, the Night Kingdom.
"I don't need it, but my most respected captain does.
Violet is not good at doing things to her ancestors, so I will prepare the key props in this plan for her. β
Violet's father disappeared after clearing the customs to further search for the secret of the revival.
Since entering Valhalla, Edward the Redbeard, who is only of the third rank of the transcendent rank, is destined to be impossible to complete this treasure hunt.
But Byron and Violet went to such great lengths not only to make him fail and miss out on the privileges of the [Pirate Code].
Because the Yorks and Redbeard can fail countless times, but the Wanmin only need to fail once, and they will be completely doomed.
Their goal is to bury the immortal Redbeard in Valhalla forever!
And a perfect plan has been thought of to crack his immortal body.
Byron connected Violet's whalebone amulet and reminded her:
"Hey, Miss Artist, has the situation stabilized?
Just hold them off the critical line with all your might, and the longer the better.
The more collective coffins gathered, the better our odds of winning.
Even if there weren't even a few small Galens in these coffins, the shells on Redbeard's side would kill them when cannon fodder consumed them.
When all the pirates on your side have arrived, they will immediately start acting as planned. β
Immediately after determining Violet's location through the whalebone amulet, she also set off.
But it was not the Flaming Rose that Byron himself was going to meet, but the Nemesis.
"Don't be afraid, my most respected captain, your loyal Bill is here!"
The world's fastest three-masted ship, the Golden Deer, crossed the sea in an arc more graceful than all pirate ships, and inadvertently sailed away at a terrifying speed of 13 knots
The sky is dark, and the war clouds are low!
About three hours later, the sea in the atrium was crumpled by the continuous sixth-level wind, and layers of ripples were stacked up like folds.
The towering waves swelled like rows of cavalry, and the waves broke in the wind and pulled droplets, turning into battle flags held high in the hands of knights.
The majestic water vapor surged, drowning people in just an instant, and even produced a strong feeling of suffocation.
The two sides of the fight don't know if something is going on in the outside world, and a strange storm that makes people feel a little familiar seems to be rolling in soon.
Boom!
A stone projectile fired by a trebuchet smashed onto the deck of the Nemesis.
Broken stones splattered, taking one of Redbeard's ears with them.
Ever since the war began, the great pirate has stood still on the back deck, stabilizing people's hearts.
It's just that as time goes by, the crew's eyes gradually become a little wrong.
Although the captain only needed a few breaths to recover from his injuries, even if he was seriously injured, the probability of him being hit by a stray bullet today was a little too high.
It's like offending the Grim Reaper.
If anyone else was in his position, I am afraid that he would have been riddled with holes and died on the spot.
"Shoot back!"
Redbeard ordered with a blank face.
A beam of light lit up on the torch of the Bow of the Ship, shining on a collective coffin that had been killed from the upwind position.
Then the 32-pounder cannon fired, and with the blessing of 20% hit, only two shots sent the old antique into the sky.
At the same time, more coffins were attacking.
In the chaos of the battle, these coffins all avoided the downwind Flame Rose, and prioritized attacking them as outsiders.
And all of them are chasing after each other like dog skin plasters.
Faintly formed a half-encirclement on this side, keeping out all the small pirate ships that followed.
Faced with this unexpected situation, Redbeard's face was also a little blue, and he instructed the first mate [Jackal Badger] Harvey behind him:
"Send a signal for all of our pirate ships to break through the coffin blockade and move closer to us."
Violet didn't know at first about the shortcomings of the battleship's leeward side, but they themselves knew it very well.
Realizing that after successfully dodging in his only attacking corner, it will be difficult for his opponent to defeat unless he is helped by his own pirate fleet.
Most of the six members of the same camp had arrived on the battlefield within three hours.
But the other side was assembling faster, and had even set up a crooked queue in imitation of the naval battle line.
And, as the signal was given, the privateers and small pirate ships acted as if they hadn't seen them at all.
Redbeard put down the binoculars in his hand in annoyance and gritted his teeth:
"So much money wasted.
Not only the free pirates who temporarily defected to us, but also the privateer fleet, as well as the mid-level captains I personally trained, were not willing to risk breaking through the encirclement to come to our aid?
What a pack of white-eyed wolves! Darn! β
They were caught off guard by Violet, and in the face of enemies on all sides, it is human nature to save their lives first.
Redbeard also knew that it was indeed too harsh to let those little pirates who lacked strength and didn't even have the power to protect themselves.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he unexpectedly spotted a small three-masted galleon, as fast as an arrow, flying in his direction.
A familiar figure was standing at the bow of the ship waving to him.
Looking at that eagerness, I couldn't wait to jump into my own boat immediately.
When he saw his face clearly, Redbeard's heart couldn't help but warm, and even his eyes that were cold all year round were slightly hot, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"Look, you all see, my red-bearded Edward's men still have loyal ministers after all!"