He let out a wild roar.
Faced with the three swift swords coming at him, Zach, who had transformed, changed his agile attack style. He ignored the longsword that was about to hit him and charged at Elvin like a gust of wind with his machete.
He seemed to have turned into a second Billy The Bear who only knew how to use brute force. He wanted to die together with Elvin.
This was an unreasonable response for an experienced swordsman, but Zach did it very naturally. Clearly, while the strange drug gave Blood Anchor Zach great strength, it was not without any side effects.
The waves of the machete came at him.
Elvin, however, could not compete with him to see who was more fearless. He quickly withdrew his sword, moved his feet, and flew back on the waves like a small boat. It seemed dangerous, but he was doing it with ease.
Both of them were "monsters" whose physical fitness far exceeded that of ordinary people. The limited space on the deck could no longer restrict them. They chased after each other like two agile monkeys.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
After a brief collision, the two of them climbed the rope and leaped onto the "boom" on the main mast. Clanging and clanging, they fought as if they were fighting on a single-plank bridge. It was truly a "meeting on a narrow path"!
On the deck, it was difficult for ordinary people to even stand on it, let alone fight. It was not just because the landing area was narrow, but also because the ship was drifting on the sea, and the crossbar was shaking all the time.
But how could the battlefield that Elvin had chosen not be for himself?
Although the crossbar of the main mast was very thick and long, and at least twenty people could stand on it, Zach's agility and reflexes were inevitably weakened while his strength was multiplied. The narrow landing area perfectly restricted his movements.
Instead, for Elvin, who was an expert in White Sail Swordsmanship and best at boat-fighting, it was a battlefield that was tailor-made for him. He was like a fish in water.
The Adept Level White Sail Swordsmanship gave Elvin not only the ability to use Profound Meaning, but also an insane level of balance!
At this moment, the main mast's four layers of "boom" and rigging had all turned into Elvin's stage.
Nimble as an ape's figure suddenly moved up and down, the range and angle of attack were always unexpected. The long sword transformed into a streak of lightning that continuously swept past Zach's body. In just a short moment, the originally imposing Blood Anchor Zach was already riddled with wounds, and he was bleeding profusely.
However, Zach didn't seem to feel any pain at all. Even though his entire body was covered in sword wounds, his expression didn't change at all.
"Hahaha, kid, are you tickling me? Don't run! Come here obediently and let Uncle Zach twist your head off! "
Elvin's response was an even fiercer sword light. Compared to words, he was more willing to use his sword to shut his opponent up. Moreover, the unique terrain made him an inconvenient target, allowing him to display his swordsmanship to the fullest.
But even if he had fallen into an absolute disadvantage where he could only passively take a beating, Zach's obsession allowed him to lock his aggro firmly onto Elvin. He did not even consider jumping off the mainmast to switch to a more advantageous battlefield.
Instead, he climbed on the rigging and chased after Elvin continuously.
Perhaps in his very simple-minded mind, he firmly believed that as long as he could catch Elvin once, he could quickly finish him off.
Zach chased after Elvin all the way until he reached the top of the mainmast, where the top sail was located. It was at least four stories above the deck.
Now, he only had eyes for Elvin whose aggro was locked to the max. He didn't even care about the constant cries for help from the pirates below the mainmast.
"Ah — —!"
"Captain, save me!"
"Bang — — Bang — —"
Yes, even though Captain Joseph's martial prowess was average, he was still qualified as a teammate. After Elvin lured away the obviously muddle-headed Zach, he began to gather his subordinates and commanded the crew to surround the remaining pirates. He used his superior military strength to directly crush them.
If not for the two experts, Zach and Cruru, leading the charge to disrupt the formation at the beginning of the battle, with his commanding ability, they wouldn't have ended up in such a dangerous situation. If not for Elvin's intervention, perhaps the battle would have already ended. However, he would be the one who lost.
Now that he had seized the opportunity, how could he not avenge his previous humiliation?
.....
The two people on the "sail" stared at each other and launched the "final" duel.
The corners of their clothes were blown by the sea breeze. It looked like a duel between two experts, but in fact, it was extremely dangerous.
Because there were waves at any time on the sea, ordinary people would sway even if they stood on the lowest deck. Not to mention the top of the mainmast, which was close to twenty meters in the air, the extent of the shaking would only be greater.
Even if Elvin and Zach were experts who had almost reached the peak of the Apprentice Knight, they would suffer irreparable damage if they fell from here.
At this moment.
A gust of sea breeze blew. Zach's feet slipped slightly and he almost fell. He quickly grabbed the rope and stabilized his body.
"Hahaha, Blood Anchor, are you afraid of heights? If you're afraid of heights, you can go down first. I won't laugh at you! "
"Kid, you're courting death!"
Even as a veteran pirate captain, Blood-Anchor had never done something as crazy as dueling swords on the top of the mast. However, he was confident in his Ceci's Curved Sword Technique and Divine Blood. Even in such a place, he would definitely be the one to emerge victorious.
Because in just a short time, the sword wounds on his body had begun to heal. Perhaps in a few minutes, they would be healed.
"Hah — —!"
The blood-red cloak fluttered. Zach took a step forward and swung his sword.
Elvin did not show any weakness. He displayed his swordsmanship to the fullest without any scruples. Regardless of whether the other party had a trump card or not, regardless of the data field that indicated that he had collected the other party's data, Elvin just wanted to fight to his heart's content.
Swords and swords clashed. The two of them who were evenly matched in physical fitness would inevitably find it difficult to win in a normal fight. Elvin also noticed the abnormality on Zach's body. The wound was wriggling and the recovery speed was extremely fast.
But in this special battlefield, Elvin held the initiative. He would never give Zach a chance to recover calmly.
The fierce battle in the sky continued for another two minutes. The shouts below had gradually stopped. Elvin, who was slightly panting, glanced at the position of the two on the "sail yard" and said in his heart, "The outcome has been decided!"
He no longer hesitated.
"Swoosh — —"
Elvin took the initiative to rush forward. A fierce thrust forced Zach to withdraw his sword to defend. Unexpectedly, this time Elvin did not change his moves as nimbly as before. Instead, he exerted force under his feet and slammed his sword against Zach's curved sword.
Blood Anchor Zach only realized that he had been unknowingly forced to the end of the "sail yard" by Elvin when his foot suddenly missed a step.
Below him was a hard deck that was twenty meters high.
"No — —!"
Looking at the falling Zach, Elvin said in his heart, "Sorry, I still used moves other than swordsmanship."
But then again, in a battle, the sword in the hand is swordsmanship, the footwork is swordsmanship, and the wisdom in the mind is also swordsmanship. Who can say that the gravity of the planet is not a kind of swordsmanship? Right?
"Bang!"
The huge sound scared everyone on the deck. The crew members who had just finished the battle did not have time to pay attention to the battle between the two powerhouses. They found that the intrepid and unstoppable Blood Anchor Zach had fallen from the mainmast and heavily smashed on the deck.
His body twitched and twisted, and blood spurted out like a smashed tomato.
Without a doubt, the winner was Elvin on their side.
At the same time Zach fell, Elvin followed closely behind with the help of the cable and landed lightly on the ground.
"Ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta …"
On the silent deck, the footsteps of Elvin's boots attracted the respectful gazes of all the crew members.
From top to bottom, all the crew members on the Yellow Swan saluted Elvin. They did not dodge, and he accepted it calmly.
This era was not like his previous life where modesty was popular. As the greatest contributor in this battle, he should receive the corresponding honor and spoils of war.
Blood Anchor Zach was covered in blood, and a few of his bones were broken. He was still struggling to get up. Slowly walking to three steps away from him, Elvin looked into his eyes that were filled with hatred and madness. He was silent and did not speak.
After thinking for a while, Elvin took two more steps back and pulled out his short musket from his waist. In Zach's last moment of panic and resentment, Elvin shot a hot lead bullet into Zach's forehead.
"Bang — —!"
The moment Zach fell.
A red mist with a thick smell of blood suddenly rose from his body and quickly spread to cover the deck within three meters. The iron sword, cable, and wooden planks all let out a sizzling sound of corrosion.
"Ah! It's witchcraft! "
"Don't get close, run!"
The onlooking crew members retreated far away, looking at Elvin who had already left with even more respect.
However, they did not know that Elvin was also silently wiping the cold sweat off his forehead. He was secretly glad that Grandfather Leo's teachings were true. Even if you had the upper hand on the battlefield, you had to learn to be cautious. When dealing the last blow, you had to be wary of the enemy's counterattack.
When the sea breeze blew away the blood mist, everyone was disgusted when they saw Zach's shriveled corpse on the ground. Was this still the unstoppable Blood Anchor Zach?
Elvin had some guesses. He did not know where this guy got the mysterious medicine from, but it could stimulate the potential of the human body and had a strange self-healing ability.
However, he did not know that this medicine that could stimulate the potential of the body could not be used too much. The pale and shriveled body from before was definitely related to this medicine. Moreover, he had to bid farewell to the world in such a tragic manner. It was truly strange!
"Mr. Elvin, are you alright?" The tall and burly Captain Joseph did not have any reservations as a captain. He respectfully walked to Elvin's side and bowed as he asked.
"I'm fine … Hiss!" At this moment, when he relaxed, Elvin realized that he was not completely unscathed. There was a trail of blood under his ribs and left arm. It was stinging with sweat, and it hurt a little.
"I brought medicine for injuries. I'll take care of it myself. Captain Joseph, you don't have to worry about me. You still have a lot of work to do. "
Following Elvin's gaze, he saw the messy Yellow Swan, and the Black Sail Blood Anchor that was drifting further and further away because no one was piloting it. Captain Joseph did not insist on taking care of Elvin. He only asked him to return to his cabin to rest.
Then, Captain Joseph gave orders.
The crew members on Yellow Swan carried out their duties. They collected the corpses of their comrades, cleaned the deck, repaired the ship, assigned people to the Blood Anchor, and counted the spoils of war. They were busy but orderly.
At this moment, the sun had already set. The golden sunlight drew long silhouettes of the two ships on the surface of the sea, drawing the curtains to the naval battle.
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