At Shiraishi Island, a fleet flying the black flag of an octopus rushed towards the enemy command fleet. This fleet was composed entirely of simple sea vessels and was completely incomparable to the warships that were fighting madly next to them.
The people on board were all death row prisoners or slaves, but even with such a motley crowd, the parliamentary commander Su Qiongwen gave it an almost impossible task: to attack the enemy's command ship.
Weining Paro stood at the bow of the New Nine Demons, holding a sword. This was the only ship in the fleet that could be called a "ship".
He looked back at the new Nine Demons Fleet, which had lost the title of one of the four major fleets of the Parliament and was a cannon fodder that was not even a ragtag army.
Inexplicably, Weining Paro thought of the days when he was captured on White Wave Island. He was treated like a donkey by Xialan Augulus, and had to get up early and go to bed late every day to carry bricks, eat black bread, and sleep on hardwood boards.
There, he gave up his good habit of powdering, learned how to make plaster and bricks, and witnessed the rise of a small port city...
"From nothing to something, from weak to strong, this is the most magnificent scenery in the world, don't you think? Weining Paro..."
When Xia Lan, who was digging a ditch with him, said something while looking at the construction site in the sunset, Weining Paro was dismissive. At that time, he only cared about when he could go home.
But now, everything has returned to the starting point, the Nine Demon Fleet...
"Warriors of the Nine Demon Fleet, on the honor of the Paro family as my witness, do you believe me?"
The sailors looked numbly at the commander who was going to die with them, their eyes full of indifference.
But Weining Paro did not stop, he just raised the sword in his hand, and his purple gold strength allowed his words to reach the ears of everyone in the Nine Demon Fleet.
"I will lead the Nine Demons to become powerful again. I will lead my soldiers out of their lowly status. I will let my soldiers gain wealth and freedom. Do you believe me, Nine Demons?"
But still no one spoke. Everyone seemed to be watching a clown's crude performance, and their eyes seemed to be saying: Hurry up, our wives and daughters are waiting for us to die before they can survive.
"If my glory is shattered, I will become a Nine Demons. If I am reduced to slavery, I will become a Nine Demons. If the will to die flows, I will become a Nine Demons. I am willing to personally take down the Nine Demons' black flag...
But I hope that before the sword pierces my chest, there will be comrades charging and shouting beside me, and brothers guarding me. We will cover our bodies with glory and burn our blood with anger. Do you believe me? Nine demons..."
Still silent, only the shouts and cries of the main battlefield echoed in the silence. When dusk was swallowed by night, only the waves beat against the ship under the moonlight.
"Prepare to engage the enemy, Commander. I am still your stormtrooper."
Koro Watson sighed silently, patted Weining Paro on the back, and prepared to meet the blocking force sent by the enemy command fleet.
Iron Dragon Haofu, the sky warrior, the overlord of the southwest sea, and one of the kings of the sea.
The two fleets approached each other rapidly, and just as both sides were about to enter the range of magical attack, Hauff's fleet suddenly turned away from the battlefield, exposing the command fleet behind it.
Hauff stood at the bow of the Iron Dragon and turned his head to show a sneer in the direction of Tone Sudin. He was one of the kings who dominated the sea. If the Storm Church had met him first instead of Tone Sudin, he would have become the true king of the entire western sea.
But who can blame him for being so powerful? Those cultists want a puppet that is easier to manipulate, not a potential dragon that can become a king.
"What a bummer! I thought I could use those cultists to achieve great things, but I didn't expect them to go to such lengths this time. Resurrecting gods? How ignorant!"
Haofu did not feel the slightest bit sad when many of his men turned into half-dead corpses. This was just a cornerstone on the road to hegemony, and this was how he had come all the way.
He even felt that Tone Sudin was not cruel enough. There were so many civilians on the occupied islands. If they were all transformed into evil corpses, he would not have to be deadlocked with the parliament here, but would have landed on Zilaner Island and been crowned king!
But it was useless to say anything. They had already lost the war at this point. If the idiots outside didn't use Tone Soutine as cannon fodder, there would be no reinforcements. How could they continue the war?
Relying on those epics? When the parliament's hundreds of thousands of troops cooperate with their own epics, what kind of storm can they stir up?
"My Viceroy, where are you going?"
A familiar voice sounded in Hauff's ears. When he turned his head, he found that his deputy's face was distorted, from a ferocious man into Tone Soutine.
The men on the boat all had dull eyes and drooled at him.
What's going on? In order to prevent the followers of the evil cult from giving them the deceptive green soup, they have to bring their own food, and the food is checked by a pharmacist every day.
Just as he was wondering, Tone Soutine put his hand to his ear, tilted his head close to Hauff's chest, listened to what he was thinking, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said angrily:
"You're so stupid! Your brothers are having a blast enjoying the women I give them. Oh, and I haven't had time to ask you, what does the Countess of the Aegean Island taste like?"
Listening to Tone Soutine's joking words, Hauff's face suddenly changed, but he found that he could no longer move, and black patterns spread across his body.
As his consciousness faded, he faintly heard Toné Soutine say in his ear:
"Go, go to Zilaner Island. When those guys think they have won and let down their guard, give them the gospel of the Blood Lord and the blessing of the Great Evil King. Of course... there's also the grace of the Storm God, but you don't have to deliver it. He will be born there and give it to them personally..."
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Seeing Hauff's fleet gradually disappearing into the distance, Weining Paro was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. He pointed his sword at Tone Soutin's command ship and shouted, "Today is the day to achieve great things!"
"boom!"
The explosive crystals thrown by the members of the Nine Demons Fleet hit the enemy command fleet. The horrific explosion instantly blew a big hole in the warships blocking the way, and billowing black smoke emerged.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Then there was one, two, three sounds...
Everyone screamed in fear as they faced the rain of arrows. They were so scared that tears were streaming down their faces. But when they thought of their wives and children who were detained by the parliament, they gritted their teeth and rushed to the enemy ship holding the Explosive Crystal.
boom!
After boarding, it is no longer just throwing, but like an ant, spreading the terrible explosive crystals all over the enemy fleet, and then igniting it with life.
"Nine demons!"
Before a man died, he somehow thought of what the commander said, glanced at his comrades behind him, and detonated the explosive crystal in his hand to clear a path for them.
"Nine demons!"
"Nine demons!"
Amidst a burst of explosions, a gap was blown in the command fleet, and the parliamentary commander Su Qiongwen, who was watching the battle from a distance, smiled.
At a roar, more than a dozen warships broke away from the main battleship and rushed towards the gap. Crossbows with explosive crystal arrows were shot at the command ship, but a magic barrier appeared. All the arrows were interfered by the magic and exploded above the fleet before they got close to it.
But the warships continued to fire arrows until the Nine Demons Fleet advanced further. After their comrades in front had blasted a path through the enemy with their lives, countless people, hugging the casting wizard, disappeared in the flames. The magical barrier in the sky disappeared, but the Nine Demons Fleet and the enemy were also baptized by the rain of explosive arrows...
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