To die, to die, to die......

Sandwiched between two huge fleets, Captain Dinish wanted to cry without tears, and there was only one thought in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time it's really all over!

Although he also knew that the pirate alliance and the Viking fleet were not coming for him, the only possibility was that the two of them would have a decisive battle in this sea!

But even if it's not for itself, I can't stand it, this kind of large-scale naval battle, casually rubbing a little bit, my three small boats are about to finish.

Captain Dinish was eager to smack himself in the mouth.

Why am I so stupid? Why am I in such a hurry to go back? What does it matter if I am two days late? I have detoured to the north on the road of no return? I am really doomed......

Now there are black pirate fleets on both sides of the north and south, occupying almost the entire sea horizon, and they are still leaning towards the middle, even if they flee to the east and west now, they can't escape the encirclement formed by the two sides at this speed......

Captain Dinish sat down on the ground in a daze, without the slightest thought of struggling, he knew that this was already a mortal situation, and no matter how much he struggled, the result would not be much better. It's just a pity that little Diash, who is only ten years old, has only gone to sea for the first time, and is about to die at sea. I should have left him behind, no matter how terrible those creditors are, they shouldn't have done anything to him before they come back.

But it's too late to say anything.

The rest of the crew were also in despair, some of them collapsed on the ground and wept bitterly, some yelled at Captain Dinish, some ran around trying to find a place to hide, and some of them were trembling with weapons and trying to end their lives......

And this time, there was no one to reassure them, give them confidence or command.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Captain Dinish just hugged his son and muttered to himself, and the tears of father and son kept flowing.

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Today's sea is surprisingly calm, there is no wind, no waves, and even the clouds in the sky are lazy.

But the atmosphere on the sea was surprisingly solemn and surprisingly solemn.

The Pirate League and the Vikings combined were hundreds, and all kinds of warships filled the sea, and they were getting closer and closer to each other......

So close that less than a few hundred meters apart, both sides could even see each other's flags clearly and see each other's faces.

However, when they were only a few hundred meters apart, both sides stopped, separated by a relatively calm sea, accumulating momentum and confronting each other.

Of course, the three poor merchant ships between the two sides, isolated and helpless, whirling in place, did not pay attention to them.

When the two sides were in a tense confrontation, two figures slowly flew from the flagship of the Vikings, the terrifying "Death Lord", two tall and sturdy figures, almost more than three meters tall, and their bodies flashed with tiny thunder from time to time.

It was none other than the Viking King, the veteran Warrior Saint, "Rolf the Walker", and his younger brother, the King of the Vikings, Thor.

As the two of them rose into the air, a person slowly rose from the fleet of the Pirate Alliance opposite, who was wearing a blue aristocratic tight-fitting suit, with a long black hat painted on it, and most of his face was densely covered with a black beard, almost making it impossible to distinguish his face, his eyes were blazing, and in his hand he held an inconspicuous, long sword like a walking staff.

That is "Blackbeard", the leader of the Nanyang Pirate Alliance, the king of the Nanyang Pirates, he is also a veteran martial saint, a martial saint who has achieved swordsmanship!

Blackbeard's original name was Edward Titch, and he was originally the son of a small aristocracy in England.

England, as the world's first kendo sect, the location of the Knights of the Round Table, has always been prosperous in kendo, and there are countless people practicing swordsmanship in the country, Edward Titch has shown extraordinary kendo talent since he was a child, proud of his peers, and even entered the Knights of the Round Table Reserve Knight Training Camp at the age of less than eighteen years old to practice kendo, and he has a strong strength at the level of Venerable before the age of thirty.

However, he was dissolute and free, unwilling to be restrained, and even more unwilling to accept the strict knightly creed of the Knights of the Round Table, during an outing, he killed the sword teacher who taught him, seriously injured several of his classmates, and left the training camp.

After escaping several waves of the Knights of the Round Table, he simply took a merchant ship and went to sea, left England, came to the South Seas, and became a pirate incognito under the pseudonym "Blackbeard".

Relying on his own superb strength, he developed from an ordinary little pirate all the way to become the leader of a pirate group, and broke through to the martial saint level in killing and looting again and again, making his Blackbeard Pirate Group the largest pirate group in the South Seas, and then subdued the big and small pirate groups and formed the Pirate Alliance. He became one of only two pirate kings in the entire ocean.

Of course, he had never told anyone else about this past, and no one knew his real name, all pirates only knew that he was Blackbeard, and that he was the king of the pirates of the South Seas!

Looking at "Blackbeard" slowly rising into the air, the Viking King said like thunder: "What? Don't hide now? and take the initiative to come out, can't you stand it?"

"Rolf, I told you last time, the North Ocean belongs to you, the South Sea belongs to me, we divide the ocean equally, but what do you mean by running here again this time?" Blackbeard's voice was very rough, with a grit rubbing feeling.

"Last time it was your own decision! I didn't agree! And if it weren't for all the intrigues you made, I would have been able to take down the South Seas last time!" The Viking King did not give an inch: "We Vikings are destined to be the masters of the entire sea!

"You're so greedy, aren't you afraid to die?" Blackbeard's eyes flashed with a gleam, and his voice was sharp.

"Don't talk nonsense! Come up and die!" the Viking King was very direct.

With that, he swung the giant square hammer and flew over with Arnold!

"Hehe, do you think that if your brother also breaks through, you will win?" Blackbeard had no fear on his face, and even brought a hint of a smile: "I asked you to wait for so long, and it wasn't in vain!"

With his words, two more people rose from one of the ships on the side of the Pirate Alliance.

Those two people were very short, even just reaching the waist of ordinary people.

Those were two dwarves, two dwarfs that Zhang Ang was very familiar with.

Hydra the Demon of the Hydra, along with his brother, a black-clad assassin with twin swords.