Chapter 1445: Lingering Regret (part 3)
"Lord, your brilliance is about to shine upon the East.”
The Sacred Mountain’s red-robed Archbishop loudly recited as one of the leaders.
The surrounding dukes, marquises, and earls pretended to follow in the recitation.
But in the eyes of these people, there wasn’t a bit of piety.
All they had was burning greed.
The East!
A land filled with gold!
There are rumors of countless treasures!
Various jewels that can be piled up like mountains!
Excellent!
This is truly excellent!
It’s all theirs!
However, there is still a slight obstacle.
A dozen dukes turned their heads to the horizon, and one drew his sword to strike.
A burst of Sword Qi shot out imdiately.
Splash!
Seawater splashed as a figure leaped up.
"You bastards, damn barbarians!”
The Island Master of Green Wood Island saw the people on the ship clearly and grew even angrier upon seeing their different appearances from his own.
He initially thought they were the rumored Pirate Alliance.
But he didn’t expect them to be a group of barbarians.
The forr had conflicts, but they were still his own kind.
And the latter?
They were outsiders!
Complete outsiders!
Kill!
The killing intent arose in the Green Wood Island Master, and he turned back into the sea, no longer tangled with his identity, nor would he recklessly fight with the dozen experts similar to himself. What he needed to do now was to cause as much damage to this fleet as possible, preventing them from getting ashore.
With this in mind, the Green Wood Island Master ramd into the large ship beside him.
Bam!
The large ship swayed, and a large hole opened in the hull as seawater gushed in.
"Hmph, vile heretics, lacking even a bit of knightly spirit, only bullying the weak and launching sneak attacks!”
The nobles on the large ship cursed loudly.
However, as the ships began to sway, these nobles couldn’t stay put.
Several dukes jumped straight into the water.
"Capture him alive! I want to use this heretic’s blood to praise my lord’s brilliance!”
The red-robed archbishop said.
The seawater churned, surging violently.
A mont later, several dukes returned to the deck.
Two of them had pale faces.
Clearly injured internally.
But compared to the Green Wood Island Master, it was nothing.
This master who reshaped ‘Bone Marrow’ now had one less arm, not to ntion several fractures all over his body.
Yet, even so, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he continued to raise his neck and curse loudly.
"You bastards, I’ll fuck your ancestors!”
Though the language was incomprehensible.
The intent was conveyed.
The present nobles all glared angrily.
But the red-robed archbishop pulled out a Golden Dagger and walked towards the Green Wood Island Master.
"Carve out the heart or pick the liver?
Co on, granddaddy’s here.
Shout once, and you’re my grandson.”
The Green Wood Island Master showed no fear.
The red-robed archbishop frowned, but it wasn’t because of the Green Wood Island Master; it was because of Jin Port.
Over there, three terrifying presences had appeared.
…
Outside Jin Port, Jason ran with all his might.
Next to him, Dou Bao sat on a wooden horse, keeping pace with Jason without any trouble.
‘Knife Monarch’ turned into a beam of knife light.
‘Sword Immortal’ stepped on a wooden sword, flying close to the ground.
Feng Feiyu moved like a breeze, blowing a hundred ters.
In an instant, the five reached Jin Port.
The sight before them was one of devastation and desolation.
Fathers wept bitterly over their children’s bodies.
Children clung to their parents’ corpses, at a loss.
More couldn’t even find bodies and wept quietly.
‘Knife Monarch,’ ‘Sword Immortal,’ and Feng Feiyu were furious.
"Good, good, good!”
Three consecutive “goods,” and ‘Knife Monarch’ drew his blade.
‘Sword Immortal’ had a cold face as he unsheathed his sword.
Feng Feiyu took deep breaths as streams of air swirled around his palm.
Only Jason remained calm.
Yet Dou Bao looked at Jason with a worried expression.
Having spent the longest ti with Jason, Dou Bao could clearly sense the unprecedented anger in his master at this mont.
Unprecedented anger.
As the scenes before his eyes ca into view, thoughts of ‘ho’ involuntarily surfaced in Jason’s mind.
The scene before him resembled those mories… They were strikingly similar.
Similar to the extre.
Causing his always calm heart to stir.
Even knowing this was not it.
Even knowing ho was history.
But if not, can it be ignored?
But history, can it be treated as nonexistent?
No.
It cannot be forgotten.
Must not be forgotten.
Must not dare to forget.
Hoo!
Jason took a deep breath.
"Three of you, may I handle the matters at hand?”
Jason looked at ‘Knife Monarch,’ ‘Sword Immortal,’ and Feng Feiyu.
The three were stunned.
But soon nodded.
"Alright.”
Jason clasped his fists in courtesy, indicating Dou Bao to stay put. He then walked step by step across the bombarded Jin Port towards the docks.
One second!
Ten seconds!
Thirty seconds!
By the ti he gathered his power, Jason stood on the broken docks.
The next mont, a dragon’s roar—
Roar!
The weather changed suddenly.
The sky and earth altered their colors.
A massive figure occupied the entire sky, overlooking the enemy fleet at sea.
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