King of the Nine Seas

　　 Boom boom boom...

　　The shells of both sides exploded in their respective camps.

However, it can be clearly seen that the weapons of the Pirate Freedom Alliance are more than one grade inferior to the naval fleet. They even use the most basic artillery, and the navy’s weapons are all artillery capable of firing gunpowder shells. , And like the main gun on a steel warship, its power is so powerful that it will cover a large area every time it is fired. It explodes, the fire blasts into the sky, and the ground shakes. stop.

"Emperor-level artillery. This is the most powerful artillery developed by the headquarters in recent years. If it is directly hit, even the tier 8 transcendents will suffer severe damage, or even die directly. It is a pity that the manufacture of such an emperor-level artillery is extremely cumbersome. The materials needed are also very scarce, so there are currently only six such cannons, of which four are placed in the headquarters, and only two can be brought out."

　　 Hearing what Bloomington said, Aran nodded slightly and said, "This kind of emperor-class cannon, if you want to load it, I am afraid it can't be an ordinary ship."

"That's right!" Bloomington nodded and continued: "The imperial-class cannon, even a five-masted sailboat cannot be loaded. It must be a fortress-class steel warship to be able to load, otherwise the ship will not be able to withstand the imperial-class cannon. Shocking force, if one day our navy’s steamship can carry multiple imperial-class cannons, then the order of the Nine Seas will immediately restore calm, even those pirate kings, at most they can only be a corner, and there will be no way to make trouble. NS."

Just as Bloomington’s voice fell, the imperial-class cannon placed in the bow of the ship fired again. With a large amount of black and white smoke rising, the smell of strong gunpowder smoke spread out, the muzzle fire was dazzling, and a gray-black cannonball. Shooting from the muzzle, its speed is so fast that it continuously emits sound barriers wherever it passes. With just one pause, it penetrates the defense of the high-level transcendents of the Pirate Freedom League and falls within its most densely fired position.

　　 boom...

With a deafening explosion, a huge black and red fireball rose from the position along the coast of Isengard. When the fireball gradually dispersed, a cloud of mushrooms rose slowly, and accompanied by the rise of the mushroom cloud , A shock wave of amazing power was spurred and swept outwards.

After three consecutive cannonballs, the imperial-level cannon emits an astonishingly high temperature. At this time, the soldiers who operate the imperial-level cannon constantly pour water on the cannon. The water is pure water that has been prepared for a long time, and there is not much. Impurities, not to mention salty water like seawater, can ensure the solidity of its material as much as possible on the basis of cooling the Emperor-class cannon.

　　 Yaran looked at the emperor-class cannons that were cooling down, and said thoughtfully: "So it seems that our emperor-class cannons can only be fired three times in a row at most."

Birmington, a Tier 6 transcendent with his hips, is obviously not the kind of officer who specializes in combat. He should be more technically inclined, so when he heard what Aran said, he immediately nodded and explained: "That's right. The only limitation of the imperial-class cannon is that it can only fire three rounds in a row in a short period of time. After three rounds, the temperature must start to cool, otherwise the internal structure and parts will be damaged, and the gain will not be worth the loss."

　　 nodded, Aran looked at Isengard ahead and asked, "Then now, it's time for us to take action!"

Just as Aran’s voice fell, an extremely huge vortex suddenly appeared before the navy fleet. Seeing this vortex, the navy on board immediately issued an order, and all the warships fired at this huge vortex. When pouring into that vortex, the same huge vortex appeared above Isengard, and countless gunfire fell from top to bottom like a rainstorm, instantly covering the entire Isengard.

The transcendents on Isengard, naturally, will not sit and wait for death. They keep shooting to resist those shells. At the same time, there are transcendents who can fly, rushing towards the steamship above the sky, and they want to shoot down this ship. Lost stuff.

　　 It’s just that the navy side was obviously well prepared. When they saw the pirates on the side of Isengard rushing towards the steamship, they also shot one after another, rushing to the pirates again, and the war began again.

　　 "Everyone is ready to start landing operations!"

　　 "The battleship broke down and the gunfire was suppressed!"

　　 "Lower the boat and prepare to land!"

A series of orders were issued. Small boats were dismissed. A large number of soldiers and flightless transcendents boarded the boats and landed towards Isengard ahead. Those who could fly like Aran, even The transcendents who can advance at high speed in the sea, each escorted around the boat, rushing in the direction of Isengard.

Aran escorted around several small boats. He looked at the navy on the small boat. While raising his hand to fly a shell, he said to others: "I can accelerate the forward speed of our ship within a certain range, but In this way, we will be the first to land and will surely become targets and fire targets for those on the shore."

　　 Hearing what Aran said, a major general in a small boat immediately asked: "How many boats you can take at most, and if there are too few, forget it."

　　 "Everyone is a little closer, about ten ships should be fine."

　　 "Okay, let's do it, but before that, the people on the ten boats are slowing each other, and it is best to be extraordinary, so that our fast landing will make sense!"

Hearing the words of the major general, the surrounding naval supernatural beings gathered one after another. Ten ships quickly gathered most of the supernatural, even the ordinary navy that remained on it, each had their own good skills. Definitely be regarded as the elite of ordinary navy.

At this time, Aran took a deep breath, and the gravitational field immediately spread, and the ten ships rolled up and rushed forward. At the same time, the gravitational field was used to resist the bullets in the place, avoiding the bombardment as much as possible. Finally, in just over two minutes later, ten boats came to Isengard’s beach. The navy on it did not hesitate at all, and all rushed to the pirates on the shore!

　　 Aran can be said to take the lead. The wind wave in his hand is constantly waving, like a death sickle, reaping the lives of the bottom pirates who are used as cannon fodder to block their lives. If not necessary, he will never use his abilities.

Slowly, after not knowing how many people he killed, Aran only felt that the knife in his hand seemed to be more and more convenient. Every time a knife was cut, many strange ideas could come to mind in his mind, which made Aran His sword moves became smoother, the changes gradually became more subtle, and the speed of killing pirates became faster and faster.

　　哧……

　　 With the waving of the wind pattern, a stream of blood rushed out from the neck of a third-order transcendent. He looked at Yalan in horror, and fell to the ground unwillingly.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 exhaled, Aran calmed down slightly.

This enemy, Aran did not use the slightest bit of extraordinary power, only a slightly stronger physique and more sophisticated swordsmanship, which made Aran suddenly regain the kind of sword that was used in the sea when he was young. The feeling of fighting for one's life.

　　 Although this does not mean that Aran has slackened afterwards, but the feeling of licking blood from the blade of a knife, this feeling of not believing in anything, only believing in the knife in his hand, I haven't felt it for a long time.

　　 This feeling looks good too!

　　 At this point, Aran watched the cannon fodder pirates rushing out of Isengard again, and rushed up again.

At the same time, around the steamship, Const slashed with a backhand, cutting off the arm of a seventh-order transcendent, followed by another stab, spurring a vertical pitch-black sword energy, turning the seventh-order transcendent. The person was cut in half and died under the sword of Const.

After beheading this opponent, Const looked down at Aran on the coast of Isengard, looked at the knife in Aran’s hand, and watched the more proficient and sophisticated knife moves, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin out a radian, in his heart I became more satisfied with Aran.

　　 "Nice kid, worthy of the enchantment praised by the headquarters, this kind of comprehension, even if it is me...hey!"

The potion that Const takes is a rule series operation type. Although it is only Tier 6, it gives Const the ability to calmly fight and draw swords in the sea, land and air, and even under many extreme conditions. The greatest extent is Const. Special knives provide assistance.

At this moment, he turned his head to look at Sulain, nodded slightly, and flew up suddenly, rushing towards the Sauron Tower on the central peak of Isengard, daring to feel it there. There was a strong wave of power. This wave of power was only fleeting, but it was felt by the extremely sensitive Const. As he expected, this pirate freedom alliance seemed to really hide the bottom card of the box.

　　铮!

　　 slashed out, and the artillery shells that had been shot at him because of Constance's constant approaching exploded in the air.

Seeing the Sauron Tower that he was constantly approaching, Const took a deep breath, the knife in his hand slammed out, and the jet black knife directly chopped off the top of the tower, exposing the top of the tower. Under the sky.

Const landed on the top of the high tower in the open air, listening to the rumbling of the high tower falling to the ground by himself, and looking at the old man wearing a black robe and standing not far from him. His eyes seemed to have a sharp edge, and he opened his mouth and said to him: "You are the confidence of the Pirate Freedom League, right?"

　　 "I am a dying old thing, but I am not qualified to be anyone's confidence, but these little guys just want a place where they can sleep peacefully and rest well. Why do your navy have to kill them all?"

With a grin and contemptuous smile, Const said to the old man: "We didn't have the idea of ​​making you trouble. That's because you provoked us first and killed many of our comrades in arms. Since you provoked first, then when? The end, naturally it’s up to us. Now you are here to tell me that there is no need to kill all of us. Then before this, when your people killed our comrades in arms, why didn't you know not to kill all of us?"

Listening to Konst’s words, the old man shook his head and waved his hand, and said, “I don’t know about these things, but I can promise you to hand over those troublemakers in exchange for the habitat of these children. I don’t know if your navy will give me this old thing a thin face."

　　 As the old man's voice fell, he slowly raised his head, and reached out his hand to take off the hood on his head.

　　 Constance looked at the old man's blind right eye and the scar on it, as well as the distinctive scar on his cheek, which looked like a centipede. Suddenly, a person's name appeared in his mind.

　　 "Yexiao Tallinn?"

　　 Hearing the name, the old man suddenly laughed. He looked at Const with one eye and said, "I didn't expect you, a junior in the Navy, to know me as an old thing. It's an honor."

　　 "Are you not dead?"

"I'm almost dying. It's a pity that my life is hard for the old things. Death won't accept me. Allow me to live in this world for a while. So you navy boy can leave temporarily and go back and tell others that this Pirate Freedom League is considered to be I like this place for old people to take care of me. Let them stop disturbing me. As for the little guys who make trouble~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I can leave it to you and leave it at your disposal!"

　　Const looked at Ye Xiao Tallinn, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered: "Do you want to take the path of power development and replace the Prophet Weilun to become the pirate king of the Central Star Sea?"

As soon as he said this, Ye Xiao Tallin laughed hehe, it was really like Ye Xiao, it was creepy. His one eye was tinged with green light, and it contained a dangerous atmosphere. He spoke to Const. Said: "You can eat rice, but you can't talk nonsense. I don't have the desire to become a pirate king. I am an old thing about to enter the soil. I dare not have such unrealistic illusions!"

"Is it an illusion? You should know for yourself that if you really want to live in seclusion for the elderly, you can choose a comfortable place to live with your ability, and you have chosen to live in Isinger, in the Pirate Freedom League. Now You tell me you have no thoughts, do you think I will believe it?"

"Ha ha ha..." With low hair and snickers, Ye Xiao Tallin suddenly raised his head. His face was covered with old age spots. Under the skin like bark, the blood vessels and meridians swelled and squirmed like earthworms. There seemed to be an inexplicable sense of strangeness in the one-eyed, staring at Const, his voice hoarse and weird said: "Little Haijun, you shouldn't break me down, I just want to find a place for retirement. You are pressing hard like this. It seems that although you know my name, but you don't know my methods, let you see how I, an old thing, gained such a reputation back then!"

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