To be cautious and avoid attracting attention, I personally went ashore to gather information, while those good-for-nothings started enjoying themselves!
His anger instantly turned into an uncontrollable malicious fire.
He loosened his pants and shouted, "Bring that prostitute to !"
Gray Teeth decided to vent his frustration alone, and once finished, he intended to skin that lamb and hang it on the mast as a warning to his useless subordinates!
A pirate obediently went deep into the cabin and soon dragged out a woman with a swollen and bleeding forehead.
At that mont, a pleasant fragrance gradually perated the air.
Gray Teeth rubbed himself, greedily twitching his nose.
Fragrance?
Could this prostitute have used so high-end goods?
It really slls wonderful... I have to enjoy this...
Gray Teeth was almost drowning in that sweet, delightful aroma.
"First Mate!!"
The next mont, Fley’s terrified shout exploded in everyone’s ears: "Flowers... Strange flowers are growing on the sea surface!"
The bald sailor at the ship’s bow shouted loudly.
The pirates snapped back to their senses; in their shocked gazes, the pirate standing at the bow turned around as Fley waved his arms frantically, stumbling toward them.
The sea mist swirled, the world grew darker, and Fley’s panicked shout echoed in the space.
At so point, the rchant ship the pirates were on had co to a standstill.
"Flowers... Flowers everywhere... I can’t see anything but flowers..."
Everyone then noticed that Fley had gouged out his own eyes, and several closed buds were slowly crawling out from his bloody, hollow eye sockets.
Then, they blood.
The fragrance grew even stronger.
"Huff... Huff... First Mate... I’m having trouble breathing... I suddenly can’t see! Save ..."
Fley opened his mouth wide, desperately clawing at his throat.
Gray Teeth bristled with fear.
"Stay back! Get away from !"
A flash of the blade, and without hesitation, Gray Teeth drew the gemstone scimitar from his waist and chopped off Fley’s smooth head.
"First Mate! So beautiful! Hahahahaha!! Truly beautiful!!"
To everyone’s horror, the severed head cackled hysterically!
Countless buds scrambled out from Fley’s severed neck, soaking up blood and flourishing, and in an instant, a peculiar human-shaped flower bed appeared before Gray Teeth’s eyes.
"Everyone, get back inside the cabin imdiately!"
Gray Teeth dared not gaze at what changes had occurred on the sea surface and kicked the headless corpse off the deck.
Thud.
That was not the sound of splashing water; Fley’s body sounded as if it had fallen onto a wooden stage covered with flowers, making a crisp sound.
As if the first note of a symphony had just been played.
A lodious, elegant tune began to play in everyone’s ears.
"This can’t be... This can’t be! This is a safe route!"
Listening to the enchanting, soothing lody, Gray Teeth felt a chill run through him, his body trembling violently.
He gripped the curved saber in his hand tightly, a special treasured knife awarded by the Captain, sharp enough to cut through iron and never dull, capable of easily shattering even the toughest human skulls.
Yet Gray Teeth felt not the slightest sense of security.
The next mont, a graceful silhouette forcibly imprinted itself on everyone’s retinas; even with eyes closed, the pirates could clearly see that graceful, stunning figure.
It was too late...
In Gray Teeth’s despairing gaze, she plucked the instrunt on a high platform, softly humming the justice in her heart.
And so the flowers growing on the ’sea surface’ grew even more splendid.
The mist was gently parted by the lodious voice, transforming the pirate ship into the backdrop of a Flower Hall, as the bouquets beneath the stage swayed like the most loyal audience.
Pop.
The sound of buds breaking through ’soil’ rang in Gray Teeth’s ears.
As fragrance filled the air, vibrant flowers began growing wantonly on the pirates’ bodies.
"Get away... Get away from ..."
Gray Teeth’s eyes widened in fury as he watched the buds, like snakeheads, erge from his own body, his bones and organs rejoicing to the song!
He gradually released the gemstone scimitar from his grasp.
Gray Teeth curled his lips into a sincere praise: "So beautiful... So stunning..."
He reached into his eye socket and forcefully extracted it, everything beca the ultimate beauty, and he bowed down, offering everything to the singer on the stage.
The graceful shadow continued to hum, barefoot, she perford the most captivating dance steps under her audience’s admiring gazes.
At that mont, on the deck, the woman with a bruised body and a broken head also ca to, her hair disheveled, staring at the singer on stage; in the next instant, a spark of hope ignited in her dim eyes.
She recognized that figure.
"Lady Nightingale... Is it Lady Nightingale?"
The prostitute’s lips trembled, her eyes brightened: "I rember your songs, I’ve always been your audience..."
"You must be here to save , right?"
She dragged her weary body in disarray, struggling and reaching out towards that graceful figure, but in the next mont, countless blooming flowers pierced through the woman’s abdon!
In disbelief, the woman widened her eyes, staring at the figure on the stage, her consciousness sinking into the deepest dark.
—’So filthy.’
The audience below showed clear signs of displeasure.
The next mont, the flowers violently tore the woman’s body apart, as if they had discovered sothing exceptionally filthy and foul-slling.
The humming gradually settled,
the figure on stage had never cast a single glance at the audience below.
The sea remained calm, the mist unchanged, and the pirate rchant ship had transford into a beautiful flower basket filled with blooms.
·
A stunning girl dressed in expensive gauzy clothes opened her eyes on a soft, large bed, stretching lazily.
"Miss, you seem to have improved in your explorations once again."
Beside the bed, a feminine butler with a delicate appearance bowed respectfully.
"Yes, Ada."
Nightingale laughed happily, picking up the clean, exquisite gemstone scimitar by her pillow, her captivating eyes curving slightly:
"I had another good dream about carrying out justice."
·
In the sky, the dungeon rift slowly closed.
The Blond Witch eagerly pulled the bionic maid’s hand, running towards her ’personal treasury,’ having recently developed a keen interest in those abandoned Ideal City vehicles.
"Quite a few ships ran away from the harbor..."
Lin Lan stood at the top of the ’staff dormitory,’ gazing at the distant scenery.
"Those who fled are re rats from the gutter, not worth your concern."
Charles smiled beside him: "The Ark does not welco the timid who vacillate, nor the ill-intentioned Chaos Pirates."
Lin Lan nodded.
He had never intended to keep Eleanor hidden from the beginning.
To put it bluntly, the Ark Kingdom is indeed strong on the outside but weak on the inside; during this critical period of developnt, the deterrence of the Pirate Leader remains quite significant.
"Lord Lin Lan, is there truly no issue between Lady Yi Feng and Lady Eleanor?"
Old Dean watched the purple-haired Cat Girl carried away by the Dragon Lady, his expression sowhat worried.
"I can’t possibly handle everyone’s interpersonal relationships perfectly; that’s not realistic."
Lin Lan responded casually: "Let them work it out themselves."
"Lord, how do you plan to arrange for this building?"
Charles proactively initiated the topic, the comrce minister rubbing his hands together eagerly, his eyes gleaming: "If you need, I can amass a fortune of Bright Gold Coins at any ti based on past experience!"
Seagull City is, after all, the capital of the Ark Kingdom, and he was confident he could auction these houses for unimaginably high prices!
Lin Lan pondered for a mont.
After a while, he gently shook his head.
"In fact, I don’t intend to set the room prices too high, Charles."
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