In the central sea area.

"kill!"

The sky is as dark as ink, and in the vast sea, strong winds and rainstorms are coming.

From time to time, on the surging sea, large waves more than ten meters high appeared out of thin air.

In the fleet, smaller pirate ships could not withstand that kind of pressure, and under the attack of the waves, they capsize, collapse, and turn into debris.

In an instant, hundreds of pirates fell into the deep sea.

These strong pirates have excellent water properties, and some of them can even hold their breath under the water like dolphins for hours.

Superman's physical fitness, coupled with long-term ocean robbery, has cultivated water quality.

Even if it is a disaster of this level, it is difficult to take the lives of these pirates in an instant.

Can be seen.

On the sea, those pirates even fell into the sea.

At this moment, I was also struggling desperately, either causing storms or following the ocean currents, swimming towards the boats closest to me.

Under the constraints of the emperor at sea and the temptation of treasures.

The pirates, who were originally in chaos, now let go of their grudges.

The ships that survived the waves actively rescued the pirates scattered in the sea water nearby.

However.

After the big waves, things have not yet ended.

The densely packed siren, holding various simple weapons, emerged from the deep sea.

The number is so large that the originally dark blue sea has become pitch black at this moment.

During the storm, countless siren were crowded with each other, and the scales covered with mucus rubbed against each other, making the crunching sound that made was creepy.

Even the most experienced pirate has never seen such a scene.

My scalp was numb.

Once the Siren appeared, he began to launch an indiscriminate and crazy attack on the surrounding pirates.

The first thing that was unlucky was the pirates who had just been defeated by the big waves and had fallen into the deep sea. In less than a second, they had been torn to pieces by the endless number of siren. The bright red internal organs and blood were swallowed by the hungry siren before they could be rendered open in the sea.

"Come on the stance of dispersal!"

The pirates yelled.

The sound was drowned in the howling sound of the wind and rain and the thumping sound of the waves hitting the boats.

Even if the captain's orders were not received, experienced pirates knew what they needed to do most when facing this situation.

They poured buckets of red powdered medicine along the edge of the deck into the sea water.

Some of the pirates took out metal flutes, and extremely penetrating sounds flowed out from the holes on both sides of the flute.

The sound is not nice and extremely harsh.

Whether it is the powder full of irritating smell or the low flute sound.

It's unbearable for the Siren.

In normal times, these small methods can drive the sirens within a radius of several miles, and the effect is excellent.

In the fleet.

Some larger ships will also take a defensive position.

The defensive position, like a light red bubble, appeared in the dark wind and rain, covering a large area of ​​sea.

But at this moment.

Those siren were like they were completely crazy.

He began to attack the ship regardless of everything. Even if the scales on his body were corroded by the dispersed position, the blood flowed continuously and fell off his skin.

These fierce guys who are only half a human tall must also take the steel fork in their hands and pierce a hole into the bottom of the pirate ship.

For a moment.

The black wave swept the fleet, and large swaths of ships on the periphery broke away and collapsed.

Turns into fragments.

In the center of the fleet.

On a huge pirate ship that looks like a white whale, two figures stood on the high-level watchtower and looked at the scenery in front of you.

One of them has an ordinary appearance and small and black eyes. He often squints, giving people a lustful and obscene feeling.

The other person is much more handsome.

He has long black hair, scattered on his shoulders, three-dimensional facial features, long and straight nose bridge, and the corners of his mouth are always curled up, as if everything is under control.

These two people.

The former is the natural disaster Enshirel, while the latter is the storm master, Taltas.

"It seems that our conquest has not been smooth." Taltas's voice was filled with a hint of evil spirit.

The fleet was defeated by the Siren, but he looked like he was not caring.

"The more you struggle, the more you feel fear."

Enxirel paused slightly, his face relaxed, and he sneered, "What if you can join forces with the Siren, it's just a group of mobs after all."

After saying that.

Enshirel takes a step forward.

Walking out of the watchtower, it was like a god, floating in the air.

A circle of twisted invisible positions, centered on him, spread outward, becoming bigger and bigger, and even enveloping the entire sea area.

Within the position.

Whether it is the surging dark clouds or the falling rainstorm.

All living and non-living objects, everything, falls into absolute stillness.

Only the smile on the face of the storm master Taltas was slightly noticeable, as if what was happening in front of him could finally arouse him a little interest.

"Natural disaster is coming!"

At this time, Enxireel was already inhumane.

In the eyes, scorching golden flames penetrated the body and burned wildly.

Two pairs of golden wings grew from behind him, and countless golden particles turned into hurricanes and blew gently through the solidified battlefield.

Woo...

The vast sound of trumpet came from the void.

Then there were dense and continuous explosions.

The squats exploded out of thin air, and the corpse turned into countless golden powders and dissipated in the deep sea. The violent sea surface and the dark and rolling dark clouds also calmed down under this force.

The entire sea area is calm and quiet.

If it weren't for the huge fleet and the loss was quite large, the attack that just happened would be like an illusion.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The fleet is moving forward slowly again.

The power of the sea emperors made even the most rebellious pirates feel a burst of fear.

...

A few days later.

On a deserted island, a storm was surging, and black waves hit the rugged rocks on the shore.

A large hole appeared in the middle of an abandoned pirate ship.

The violent impact caused cracks on the surface of the hull to spread, and even large gaps appeared on the keel in the middle, making an overwhelming crunch, as if it could break at any time.

Fortunately.

Without any danger, the pirate ship was successfully parked on the shore.

"Gods are blessed!"

A pirate wearing a black suit with smooth muscles and a dark vertical pupil in the middle of his forehead, with a gloomy and fierce face, walking step by step from the broken deck.

Beside him.

Those pirates who were dressed in various shabby costumes and finally survived the attacks of the waves and siren.

Then he sighed repeatedly.

Although they survived the storm, the ship was completely damaged and reached a point where it could not be repaired.
To be continued...