"Are we safe now?"
Miraculously, the Jackdaw did not sink after two rounds of heavy bombardment. Instead, it staggered out of the harbor.
Asked Anne as she pulled out the broken piece of wood that had pierced her shoulder.
Zhang Heng couldn't move when the warship fired at them, so Anne stood in front of him. Although the two of them were lucky enough not to be hit by the cannonballs, the splash damage from the cannonballs that landed on the deck posed the greatest danger to the crew. Anne had to bear the brunt of the damage.
It wasn't just the wound on her shoulder. Anne's arms, calves, and cheeks were also scratched to varying degrees. However, she didn't make a sound during this time.
Zhang Heng didn't express his gratitude. Given their relationship, there was no need for words. Instead, he took off his shirt and used it to bandage Anne's wound.
"I don't think so. If they don't have the advantage in firepower, they might just let us go. However, they don't need so many warships to deal with those people on the beach. I'm sure they'll split up to chase after us."
As soon as Zhang Heng's voice fell, the shadows of two armed ships appeared in the smoke behind him.
They had just turned around and put some distance between them and the Jackdaw. However, they soon emerged from the smoke.
Usually, Zhang Heng wouldn't be worried about the pursuers. With the Jackdaw's firepower and performance, he could easily defeat two enemies at the same time. Even if the worst came to worst, he could rely on his speed to escape.
However, the Jackdaw was in a terrible state right now. There were not enough men on board, and there were almost no gunners. At least three of the ship's sails were damaged, and the hull was leaking water badly. Compared to before, the water level had risen by at least three feet, reaching the warning line.
Under such circumstances, the Jackdaw might not even be able to sail to Nassau, let alone fight off the pursuers.
That was why Dufresne was so desperate earlier. Even if the Jackdaw could break through the navy's blockade, it wouldn't be able to get far in its current state.
He couldn't see where the only chance of survival lay.
Since he wanted to take the risk, he had to be prepared. He temporarily handed the helm to Anne, borrowed her dagger, and went to the mainmast. Back on the Sea Lion, he was Rothko's apprentice and had worked under the old man for quite some time. He was no stranger to climbing the mast.
Even though he had not done anything like this since he became the captain, his movements were not completely rusty. He clenched his dagger between his teeth and climbed to the top of the mainmast as fast as he could. There, he saw the scratched area where an ancient Celtic name had been carved.
Zhang Heng removed the dagger from his mouth. He was the one who scratched out the name before, but now he carved it again.
In his original plan, he planned to communicate with the so-called ancient Celtic god after obtaining the wooden box of the tule tree. This was also the safest way, but now he had no other choice.
Zhang Heng had a lot of game items with him, but the only one that could help him in a situation like this was the unappraised shell.
When he finished carving the last stroke, nothing out of the ordinary happened. By then, the two armed ships had shortened the distance between them and the Jackdaw, and the cannoneers were on standby.
Zhang Heng didn't have much time left. He didn't think that the ancient Celtic god named Betty just happened to abandon him. In fact, Zhang Heng suspected that the ghost ship's target wasn't Seth, but Zhang Heng, the captain of the ship.
It was only when Anne appeared out of nowhere that the ancient Celtic god named Betty had no choice but to give up on Zhang Heng and choose Seth instead. However, her target had never changed. She ordered Seth to steal the three notebooks. Her motive wasn't pure. She deliberately exposed Seth in front of Zhang Heng, hoping to attract his attention.
What Zhang Heng didn't understand, however, was why the ancient Celtic god named Betty never came looking for him after he obtained the shell.
Zhang Heng quickly replayed his conversation with Seth. He recalled the sudden storm he encountered on his way back to Nassau, and Seth told him that he needed anger to control the storm.
Zhang Heng furrowed his brows. Perhaps it was because his parents weren't around, but he was one of those who matured early. Compared to his peers, his emotions were relatively stable since he was young.
Of course, there were times when he was angry. However, after realizing that anger couldn't solve any problems, he rarely felt angry about anything anymore.
When Wei Jiangyang's first part-time job as a tutor was scammed, everyone accompanied him to drink to relieve his boredom. Later, when he had too much to drink, he said to Zhang Heng, "Zhang Heng, I think the most amazing thing about you is that you always seem to be able to see through this cruel world, and yet, you never feel disappointed. How do you do it? You're like a bystander … You're good at everything, but sometimes you're too calm. It's a little boring. "
Zhang Heng knew that sometimes his SAN value decreased slowly, but he never thought that it would become a problem for him one day.
He looked back at his life and found that there was nothing particularly bitter or hateful that made him feel angry.
This was a little awkward.
According to his deductions, not only did the summoned storm require rage, but it also required continuous rage to sustain the storm. For example, Seth's rage came and went quickly, so the storm lasted only for a short time.
If he wanted to get rid of the two armed ships, he would need a storm that could last for at least half an hour.
Zhang Heng had no choice but to find another way. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Half a minute later, the bows of the two armed ships were about to reach the stern of the Jackdaw. Suddenly, a thick bolt of lightning tore through the night sky.
The bolt of lightning landed on the mast of one of the armed ships. Although there was no one near the mast, the crew broke out in a cold sweat.
However, this was only the beginning. Soon, thunder rumbled in the sky, and the lightning bolts became more intense, like a purple electric net. The calm sea suddenly became turbulent. One of the armed ships was approaching the Jackdaw, and the captain ordered the cannons to fire. However, a huge wave slammed into the side of the ship, knocking the gunners off their feet.
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