On the sea.
Beng! Beng! Beng!
The battleship continued to launch lethal "worm balls" at the Iron Bone unhurriedly with its powerful catapults, slowing down the Iron Bone's escape speed by damaging the crew and destroying the sails.
What Basam wanted were the "living people" on the ship. Of course, he would not choose to sink the Iron Bone directly with the battleship's overwhelming firepower.
Basam was extremely patient, especially when it came to hunting experts who were qualified to be his prey. This battleship under his command, which could be called a moving fortress, was where his confidence lay.
And the Bone Tomb was a powerful fourth-level battleship. With its displacement and powerful firepower configuration, it was naturally impossible for it to lack a sufficient number of "sailors."
But …
Thud … Thud … Thud …
Although there were people coming and going on the ship — helmsman, sailor, catapult operators — there were clearly many sailors busying themselves with their duties, it was as silent as death.
There were no voices, no shouts, no commands, and no sounds of laughter or fooling around!
The "sailors," wearing tattered sailor suits that exposed their greenish-black skin, operated the ship with standard and practiced movements. Apart from the sound of their footsteps, there was no noise, much less whispering.
At first glance, this pirate ship could be said to be well-trained. It was even stricter than the military discipline of the navy.
But if one stood on this ship in person, although there were indeed many "people" moving around, it gave one the feeling that they had come to a dark and gloomy graveyard in the middle of the night. It made one shudder.
Not to mention, the undisguised stench of rotting corpses on the ship was a nightmare for any human with normal senses!
At this moment.
On the tall aft tower of the battleship, a short, strange man stood quietly. His body was wrapped in bandages covered in runes and a white silk cloak tied around his neck.
However, his exposed skin was covered in purplish-black festering scars that healed after. Although he was a living person with lively eyes, his appearance was not much different from the "zombie monsters" on the ship.
Basam held a heavy golden staff in his hand. His posture was casual, and he did not look like he was sailing on the treacherous sea. Instead, he looked more like he was patrolling his own ranch.
"Hahahaha, 'Iron Bone William' will definitely be a good material! He is strong enough, and his experiences are legendary enough. Perhaps I only need him alone, and my collection is enough to build the 'Corpse Altar'.
'Iron Bones', 'Iron Bones', this nickname is not bad. Soon, you will be mine! Hahahaha … "
The laughter was unpleasant and ear-piercing, like the sound of rough stones rubbing against each other after hundreds of years of thirst.
Especially when he laughed, revealing a disgusting tongue covered in black patterns. It was like the head of a snake that had crawled out of a pitch-black cave, making people feel extremely uncomfortable just by looking at it!
Hu — —
At this time, the wind in the southwest direction of the sea was very strong.
Although the two ships were in a stalemate due to their own problems, their absolute speed was still not slow.
As the chase continued, time slowly passed.
Although the sun had gradually risen, a layer of fog slowly drifted over the surface of the sea in the early morning. The visibility was not much better than in the early morning.
"Windward Shift!"
Elvin once again gave the command that he had been giving ever since he sailed against the wind.
The zigzag sailing method caused the sailboat to drift off course at all times. They had to constantly correct their course to ensure that the warship continued to advance in a fixed direction.
In fact, at this moment, the Roaring Conch and the Thumb were already very close to the two pirate ships.
However, due to the large area of sea fog that happened to rise nearby, as well as the Fog Silver Lamp that had been activated ahead of time, they weren't discovered by the pursuing pirates.
"Extend the sail. Brake the sailboat. Let's wait for them to pass first!"
The sailor immediately controlled the sails of the foremast and mainmast, angling them in opposite directions to cancel out the force. The two ships floated silently on the surface of the sea with the current.
Elvin had obtained extremely detailed information regarding Basam from Milan. It was much more accurate than the description of the pirates in the official intelligence reports.
One of the weaknesses of Basam and his subordinates was that their senses were extremely insensitive.
After all, they were already "corpses" driven by Beyonder powers. It was already good enough that the original parts of their bodies hadn't rotted away. How could they still be sensitive?
Therefore, Elvin boldly seized the upper hand this time and took the initiative to attack. Otherwise, the crew would be too exhausted after sailing against the wind for so long.
Soon, two pirate ships sailed past them one after another two kilometers away. Although they had both sensed that the sea fog in this area was much thicker than elsewhere, they had only sensed that it was a special fog.
They only thought that it was a fog formed in a specific area. One was busy running for his life, while the other was busy chasing. Neither of them paid much attention to it.
Flap flap!
Therefore, they didn't notice a white seagull flying out of the fog. It spread its wings and streaked across the surface of the sea, silently landing on the somewhat wretched Iron Bone.
After many upgrades, the seagulls' abilities had far exceeded their original abilities.
Back when they were fighting White Shark, they could already send a simple message to Gör. Now, they could even complete close-range instant communication without a problem.
Once again, William sent a strange beetle that seemed to be made of gold flying into the sea. Even with his powerful skills, he couldn't help but gasp for breath.
Huff! Huff!
Even though the beetles' attacks were much more sparse than before, and it seemed that the enemy's bug balls were about to run out, what was even more despairing than the continuous attacks was the suffocating sense of helplessness!
There was only him and the enemy on the vast sea. Their sails were highly damaged, and the enemy wouldn't give them a chance to repair them in such a chase.
Even if he could make up his mind to abandon the crew that was following him and glide away with Profound Meaning: Return of Wind, it would only be gliding, not flying.
When he fell into the sea alone, the outcome would be no different from now!
However, even if he could linger on Iron Bone for a while longer, most of the crew had reached their limits under the attack of the strange beetles, and the terrifying Bone Tomb was close at hand.
Being at a disadvantage, they could already smell the thick stench of corpses coming from the ship …
At the end of the line was a true portrayal of the situation he and Iron Bone were in.
Flap flap!
"Hello, Mr. William, we meet again! But it seems that you're not in a good situation. "
"Who is it?!"
The sudden voice in his mind startled the already nervous William. He quickly turned his body to look for the owner of the voice. But looking at the reaction of the crew, it was obvious that only he could hear the voice.
"Don't bother looking, I'm on the mast in front of you. And you don't have much time left, so make it short. "
The voice in his mind sounded again, and this time Iron Bone William finally confirmed the source of the voice. He looked up at the mast, and there was a snow-white seagull staring at him with its round black eyes.
At this moment, William couldn't care less if the existence behind the black eyes was a bird, a human, or a demon. The appearance of his last hope left him with no other choice.
Clearly aware that he was in a precarious situation, William didn't have the capital to bargain anymore. Even if he was killed, it was better than turning into a zombie!
"You can save us? What price do I have to pay? "
As an experienced former naval officer and now a pirate captain, William immediately realized that there was something wrong with the fog at sea. Someone was hiding there!
"Very good! Mr. William! You're obviously a smart person, turn around and fight! A fight to the death might give you a way out. If you delay any longer, a part of you, Iron Bone William, will be on Basam's' Corpse Altar '. Hahaha … "
The white seagull didn't explain who it was, nor did it make any promises. It just announced its existence and ended the communication. It flapped its wings and flew back into the fog.
On the "Roaring Conch".
"Is that all? Don't we need William to cooperate with our tactics? "Milan saw Evan open his eyes again, and he asked doubtfully through the whole telepathic connection.
"The trust between us is limited, and it's not enough to support a complicated plan. With William's usual style, it's hard to say what he will do when there's no hope.
But after knowing that there are reinforcements, he will fight to the death with Basam according to our wishes. Besides, does he have a better choice at this time? "
Elvin explained to Milan while holding his ruby cane with both hands.
Moreover, he wasn't doing charity. If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to borrow the power of this veteran Knight and the powerful lineup of four Extraordinaires to complete the decapitation, wouldn't it be better to wait until both sides were injured before taking action?
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