The battle that belonged to him was over.
Elvin carefully adjusted his Kokyu-ho so that his vitality magnetic field, which was in an extremely aggressive state, would calm down.
Crack!
As if an invisible electric switch in his body had been quietly turned off, the crackling purple electric arcs on Elvin's body finally faded away.
After this period of cultivation, Elvin knew very well that although this ability was very domineering, it was also difficult to control. If he was not careful, he might hurt himself.
When the time came, the physical damage would be easy to deal with, but this kind of invisible field energy was not studied deeply even by the "School of Vitality" that focused on creatures.
"It's a little too dangerous to use this kind of power. How did the three-eyed people solve this problem?"
And the high difficulty of controlling it was not only reflected in this!
Until now, even with the help of the "Data Vision" and his half-step swordsmanship Master level, Elvin could only master the two most basic moves.
To be more precise, he clearly felt that his progress should be more than that, but he could not cross the threshold of the third move, Thunder Breathing.
Elvin felt that even if he could barely master the first two moves, although they were indeed more powerful than ordinary swordsmanship.
However, it was far from the boundless might of the four fiend monsters in the Spirit Realm, which could cause the heavens and the earth to crumble.
Even though this gap was definitely related to the rules of the spirit world and the material world, Elvin instinctively felt that his Rapid Thunder Swordsmanship might be missing a key.
He thought of the Transcendent humans in Posedia City who were on average three meters tall, had three eyes, and were born with the ability to control lightning.
He already had a bad feeling in his heart.
Perhaps it was not that his cultivation was not good enough, but that … his race was not compatible.
It was just like how the swordsmanship used by humans would not be labeled in advance, such as which part of the body was the hand and which part was the foot, or whether the hand was holding the sword or the foot was holding the sword.
It was very likely that the best users of the Rapid Thunder Swordsmanship were limited to this strange race and had never been taught to outsiders.
Because according to the records in the stone carvings in the city, this race was born with the talent to restrict the human body's vitality magnetic field to form electric currents. It was as simple as eating and breathing for mortals.
And this might be the prerequisite for using [Rapid Thunder Swordsmanship] to become invisible!
For the practitioners other than the Three-Eyed Man, such as Elvin, although they could barely use it, there was an additional step of transformation, restriction, and control, which greatly increased the difficulty.
There were two key points: strength and control.
The strength of the electric current came from the vitality magnetic field, and the vitality magnetic field was rooted in the body formed by blood, flesh, bones, brain, marrow, meridians, and meridians. In other words, the strength of the body determined the strength of the electric current.
This was already very compatible with the path of a Knight, which focused on physical training and had an extremely powerful vitality magnetic field. There were no obstacles.
The only thing he lacked now was the ability to control his body instinctively like the Three-Eyed Man's racial talent.
If he could solve this problem, he might be able to reach the heights of the three-eyed people, or even surpass the racial limit of the three-eyed people who could only eat talents.
Moreover, this violent electric current that originated from the body itself was not necessarily weaker than the Grand Knight's Combat Energy.
Combined with the successful "Totem Warrior Training Method", Elvin seemed to have vaguely seen the path of his advancement as a Knight!
He held back his inspiration for the experiment.
Whoosh —
With a leap, he had arrived at the place where the old wizard had sunk into the sea.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two seagulls had turned into spirits and drilled into the water. They found the old wizard's body dozens of meters below the water's surface.
He repeatedly confirmed that the old wizard's bones had been shattered and he had completely died under the attack of his Arcane Force.
It was obvious that even the shield of an official Magus was unable to protect his life from such a thunderbolt.
Although he had some snake characteristics, he himself did not have the regenerative ability of snakes in occult studies.
Elvin even found that this official wizard who looked like an old man was actually only 42 years old.
There was no doubt.
The overly radical black witchcraft cultivation had overdrawn his vitality, and even his appearance had been distorted into another species.
Elvin could not help but sigh.
"Cherish your life and stay away from black witchcraft."
In order to prevent the black wizard's body from mutating into any dangerous monsters, Elvin used an Animated Rope to drag him out of the water while there was no one here. He directly used a "Strong Voodoo Potion" to corrode him completely.
As for the messy things he carried, they were not of high value and most of them had a strong negative aura. Elvin was too lazy to even touch them and let them sink into the sea.
As for the black wizard's creation of the "Poisonous Smoke Snake Spirit", it was already his strongest trump card.
The poisonous smoke had exploded on the spot and fell into the sea, poisoning a large number of sea fish. The invisible snake spirit might have returned to the clay jar on the deck of the battleship.
However, the path was not the same, so it was useless to Elvin.
With the broad path of the "School of Animation", he would not learn this kind of third-rate witchcraft that only emphasized power but was harmful to the user.
He had just finished dealing with the wizard.
Boom! Boom!
After a sudden burst of rapid gunfire, the soldiers began to panic.
Crack —
A loud sound, as if a 100-meter-tall tree had been destroyed, pierced through the rain and entered Elvin's ears.
Then, there were extremely excited cheers.
"Haha, this is great!"
"To think that we've sunk a battleship!"
"Hooray!"
His sharp senses had already sensed that the great battle between the two flagships had come to an end.
Elvin turned to look at the Saint Cruz Merchant, whose keel had been broken by the heavy cannons and was slowly capsizing. A hint of praise appeared at the corners of his lips.
"Not bad!"
.....
"Since you resisted from the start, tell me. How do you want to die?"
The three lifeboats on the surface of the sea that originally belonged to the battleship were filled with the surviving crew members. Due to the limited carrying capacity, there were also quite a number of people carrying broken wooden planks and wine barrels.
Captain Hobion, who had also survived the cannon battle but was in a rather miserable state, as well as the young chief officer Lambert, who had resisted bravely but had been beaten half to death by Gary, had already been tied up and brought to the deck of the Morning Star.
This was a fourth-grade battleship that could normally carry 350 people. At this moment, there were only a few survivors left.
The battleship, whose mobility was vastly inferior to the Morning Star, didn't even have the chance to engage in close combat with the pirates until it capsized. Most of the crew members had died aggrievedly from the overwhelming number of solid bullets, chain bullets, and grapeshot bullets.
Of course, even if they were to engage in the boarding battle that the Shilius navy was best at, they might not be able to defeat the pirates who were equipped with quite a number of Activated Beast Skins.
And now, it was naturally time for the victors to pass judgment on the sailors who dared to resist the plundering!
Although a battleship had become the sacrifice of the Morning Star's first battle, the results of the battle could be said to be glorious, and this was also the first battleship that Elvin had sunk since joining the army.
However, after the initial joy, he still felt the pinch when he thought about it.
Even if Gary had led the marines and risked his life to save the lucky gold coin at the bow of the enemy's ship, there was no hope that Elvin would be kind to this group of survivors.
This was probably what the saying "insatiable greed" meant.
"Huff … You … You didn't ask us to surrender right from the start!"
Under the continuous bombardment, a mere Stage Two Extraordinaire wasn't much better off than an ordinary crew member. Or rather, it should be said that officers who had been standing in command were more likely to be targeted.
Hobion was hit by a 24-pound cannon that was about the size of a grapefruit. His hip bone was crushed. His face was filled with agony as he tried to argue with the pain.
He knew very well that even if this pirate who called himself the White Knight had asked him to surrender back then, his choice wouldn't have been any different.
"Eh, you didn't?"
Hobian's question immediately caught Elvin off guard. Even his overbearing aura instantly weakened by 30%.
Milan reminded him softly, "Indeed, you didn't."
"Cough cough. Then … I'm sorry. This is my first time plundering at sea, so I'm not very familiar with the job. I'll definitely take note next time."
Hearing Elvin's words, the two Extraordinaires seemed to have seen the light at the end of the tunnel. Just as they were about to show joy on their faces, they heard Elvin continue.
"But rules are rules. Come on, the others can live. Sink the captain and the chief mate into the sea!"
A group of Arawaks who had a deep hatred for Cirus immediately swarmed forward and tied heavy cannonballs to the feet of the two Extraordinaires, Captain Hobion, who was already immobilized, and Lambert, who was beaten to death.
"No! I'm the illegitimate son of Lieutenant General Adenes Auston and Viscount Lavender. We are loyal to His Majesty's Royal Faction. You can't do this to me! "
However, everyone was indifferent.
The vulgar pirates didn't understand, but Elvin and Milan didn't care. Although they were surprised that this was a descendant of an enemy, it was a good opportunity to collect some interest.
"You go first. In the future, we will send the quasi-legendary warship, the Commander of Guards, and the lieutenant general into the sea to accompany you. "
* Splash! Splash! *
Two tumbling white splashes were the last traces they left in this world.
At the same time, all the other slave transporting ships, including the fifth-grade ship, the Shaking Sail, had been gathered.
Most of the armed crew members on the slave transporting ships bullied the weak and backward natives. The guns and swords in their hands could only be used to suppress the slaves on the ship.
They didn't have the courage to fight the pirates at all. When the two warships, the Santa Cruz Merchant and the Shaking Sail, were defeated, they had all given up resistance.
It wasn't that these people didn't think of escaping during the battle, but under the siege of the two ships, Gladiator and Wrestler, which were much faster than them, none of them managed to escape.
Elvin didn't kill these crew members who had given up resistance.
Instead, he gathered all the lifeboats on the ship and chased them up. There were often ships passing through this route, so the chances of survival were still very high.
Amidst the incessant rain, the pirate crew's first collective sea raid came to a successful end.
The surviving sailors shivered as they looked at the long fleet that was winding away.
They completely remembered the strangely shaped but incomparably powerful pirate flagship, as well as the black dragon flag that fluttered on the pirate ship.
Their name was the "Dragon Riders Pirates"!
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