Chapter 641, So Amazing
Emerald Sea.
On the vast and boundless sea surface, three cargo ships bearing the flags of a merchant guild sailed with difficulty like three lonely leaves.
Behind the cargo ships, several pirate ships spread out and gave relentless chase, gradually closing the distance.
Pirates gripped the ropes with one hand, covering the deck, while waving weapons with the other, shouting excitedly.
Greed was written on their faces, as they were about to reap their gains.
On the cargo ship.
"Captain, the pirate ships are faster than us. At this rate, we'll be caught sooner or later." The first mate walked over quickly, looking grim.
"Throw the cargo, toss half of it to lighten the ship's weight." The captain gave the order through gritted teeth.
The first mate hesitated.
The captain cursed loudly, "If you want to live, throw the cargo! Toss it behind the ship!"
The first mate nodded, signaling the ships on both sides with flags, while ordering the crew to throw the cargo.
The crew immediately took action.
They tossed the goods from the storage into the sea to lighten the ship.
The other two cargo ships also started dumping cargo overboard.
The floating debris filled the sea behind them and created some obstacles for the chasing pirate ships.
"Damn it, wasn't the Emerald Sea supposed to be free of pirates!"
"Gold-Silver Island sets up an expo but can't even secure the route."
"The guild boasted that the island lord cleared the Emerald Sea of pirates. Bullshit, all lies."
"It's too dangerous."
The crew cursed and complained while continuing to throw cargo overboard.
The ship's speed began to increase.
But just as they thought they could shake off the pursuing pirates...
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Look up! Something's flying this way…!"
Everyone jerked their heads up and looked at the sky behind.
The hope that had just risen in their eyes instantly vanished.
A swarm of harpies with human faces and eagle bodies swooped in, their eagle-claw feet gripping grenades with burning fuses.
"Flying enemies, be careful!" The captain's face turned pale as he shouted a warning.
Boom boom boom~!
One grenade after another hit the deck, followed by a series of explosions.
Thick smoke shrouded the deck.
The crew caught in the blast lay on the ground, groaning in pain.
After a wave of grenades, the harpies circled in the sky, occasionally diving down to grab fleeing crew members and throw them into the sea.
Amid the chaos, the pirate ships closed in quickly.
They surrounded the three cargo ships.
Thud thud thud~!
Pirate ships shot barbed iron spears into the hulls, linking the ships together and cutting off any escape.
The pirates on the decks held their weapons and looked at the people on the cargo ships with mocking expressions.
"What do we do? We can't escape now." The crew's voices were filled with despair.
"Prepare to fight."
The crew gripped their weapons, ready to defend against boarding.
...
"Haha! You pathetic bunch! Throw your weapons into the sea, and we'll give you a small boat to leave." The pirate captain, wearing a captain's hat, rasped coldly.
His gaze swept over the armed crew, then to the entrance of the ship's cabin.
"Don't believe him. If we throw our weapons, we'll just die faster," the cargo ship captain said through clenched teeth.
"Hahaha~!" The pirate captain grinned, then gave the order, "Kill them all."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!
With the pirate captain's order...
Crossbows on both sides began firing, and more pirates leapt from afar.
They surged onto the cargo ships and began a fierce battle.
In an instant, the clash of metal, screams, and painful wails echoed over the sea.
The harpies howled with excitement, diving down again to assist in the attack.
People fell one after another, blood flowing across the deck.
Whoosh Boom!
Suddenly, a sharp, piercing whistle rang out.
Then came a deafening explosion.
The pirate ship at the very front suddenly blew apart.
The ship's hull shattered, and splinters of wood flew like bullets, striking nearby ships.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!
The sharp whistling returned, even denser and more piercing.
Boom boom boom~!
One pirate ship after another exploded in succession, and the shattered wood fell like rain from the sky.
In the blink of an eye, all the pirate ships were attacked.
Their hulls broke apart, engulfed in flames, with debris covering the sea.
It was like a muddy swamp.
The surviving pirates who had fallen into the sea struggled and swam toward the floating wreckage.
And on the entire sea, only the three merchant ships remained, drifting alone on the debris-filled waters.
On the merchant ships, both sides stopped fighting, frightened by the sudden bombardment.
They hid in cover, scanning the surroundings in panic, looking for the source.
But the surroundings were empty.
They saw nothing. There was nothing.
The attack had seemed to come from nowhere.
"Damn it, drop the ropes! Pull us up!"
"Kill them all and pull us aboard!"
Voices of other pirates came from below the ship.
The pirates on deck immediately reacted and rushed to the ship's edge.
The merchant captain shouted, "Stop them!"
In an instant, the battle resumed.
...
On the escort ship.
The dwarf Deputy Steward 'Gadyne' and the members of Squad One stood on the deck, stunned by the smoke rising in the distance.
Everything had happened so fast. By the time they reacted...
When the cannon fire sounded and smoke rose in the distance...
Only then did they realize an attack had occurred—and had hit the target.
Everyone stared blankly into the distance.
Swallowing hard.
Such accuracy from so far away.
How could it have such power?
It was even more terrifying than the armored vehicles on Gold-Silver Island.
The escort ship quickly approached the pirate fleet. Philipa swaggered over from the rear and picked up a telescope to look ahead.
The dwarf Deputy Steward approached and asked, "Captain Philipa, was that a new weapon just now?"
When they departed...
They had already been shocked by the size of the ship.
Now it was clear—not only was it big, it had terrifying firepower.
If it could blast ships apart, it could surely destroy any person or building too.
As the dwarf asked, the squad members looked over as well.
Philipa slightly raised her head, her tone somewhat proud, "The ship's built-in weapons can hit anything you can see."
"The island lord really is amazing," the dwarf marveled.
While they spoke, the ship's alarm sounded.
Looking into the distance, they saw over a dozen harpies flying rapidly toward them.
With an aggressive air and bloodthirsty ferocity in their eyes.
"Harpies, rarely seen on the Emerald Sea," the dwarf Deputy Steward said at once.
"They're the pirates' flying units. Be careful." Philipa said and quickly walked toward the bridge.
The squad members also stowed their weapons.
The green-feathered parrot and the squad ranger's owl also hid in the cabin.
Philipa returned to the bridge and said to the skeleton, "Wu Heng said something about anti-air missiles last time—can those hit these things?"
The skeleton glanced at the radar panel, then shook his head.
"Damn, can't use them." Philipa cursed, then grabbed the microphone and said, "Skeleton shooters, come out and attack the airborne targets."
Clatter clatter clatter~!
The sound of bones grinding echoed out.
One by one, skeletons holding rifles walked onto the deck.
Their hollow eye sockets locked onto the diving harpies. They flipped off the safeties and pulled the triggers.
A dense hail of bullets flew into the sky.
The harpies' bodies were instantly riddled with bullets. Feathers flew as they dropped from the sky.
The ones that landed on the deck were finished off with follow-up shots by the skeletons.
Soon, the incoming harpies were wiped out, with only a few scattered ones fleeing, bleeding, into the distance.
...
The escort ship continued to approach the battle zone.
The two sides were still locked in combat.
Philipa spoke into the microphone and, through the ship's loudspeaker, declared: "This is the escort ship of Gold-Silver Island. Members of the merchant fleet, drop your weapons. Anyone holding a weapon will be treated as a pirate and executed."
Her booming voice echoed over the entire area.
Seeing the majestic warship docked beside them, everyone on the merchant ships gulped.
"Let's back off and drop our weapons," said the merchant fleet's captain.
Though suspicious, the merchants stepped back, creating distance, and laid their weapons at their feet.
On the pirates' side, they clutched their weapons tightly.
The Gold-Silver Island ship had clearly stated it would eliminate them.
Dropping their weapons would only make them die faster.
On the deck, Philipa didn't give them any more time and directly ordered, "Kill everyone holding weapons."
The skeletons standing along the railings began shooting downward.
On the cargo ships' decks, the struggling pirates in the sea were gunned down in droves.
The sea was stained red with blood.