??Chapter 354: Chapter 284 Nobody Understands the Magic Cannon Better Than !_1
Chapter 354: Chapter 284 Nobody Understands the Magic Cannon Better Than !_1
“Hoist the main sail faster!”
“Have y’all not eaten? Everyone put your goddamn back into it.”
“Move the crude Source Energy crystals from the storage, and crank up the Wind Magic to the max.”
“Also, push the Origin Energy Steam Engine’s power to the limit.”
“Now’s not the ti to be saving Origin Energy.”
Second Mate Matthew Bartley, like a small mountain, was stationed in the main mast area, constantly instructing the crew and the barnacle crew.
…
“Damn it… don’t deploy the shield sails ahead, that would hinder our sailing efficiency.”
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“Where’s the Wizard Sequence? The damn undead crows that flew out from the Ghost Sail, kill them off for , they’re good for nothing but the first in causing a ruckus.”
…
Inside the Blood Demon Hand.
After the initial flurry of panic,
they quickly settled back into proper sailing operations.
Thanks to Tuck, who had long since completed the cycle of the Steam Ecology,
the Blood Demon Hand’s drive with the Origin Energy Steam Engine had beco clearly more efficient than before.
The fully-operational Blood Demon Hand was astoundingly fast,
rivaling even the top steam-powered, three-masted Sea Demon Ships.
And at such high speed, the Blood Demon Hand was—fleeing!
Even though only one pursuing Sea Demon Ship was visible at the mont…
nobody knew when a second or even a third might appear.
The Blood Demon Hand was only about half a day’s journey from the Undead Strait Valley.
As long as they reached the edge of the Undead Strait Valley, they would be safe.
In this vast ocean, even Tuck, without the protection of a Sea Demon Ship, would be in quite a predicant.
If they could keep the Blood Demon Hand safe, Tuck and the others naturally wouldn’t abandon it.
The Blood Demon Hand was indeed fast,
but the pursuing Black Corrosion Ship was just as quick.
The two ships, one chasing the other across the sea, had unwittingly been at it for two to three hours.
Without realizing it.
The sun gradually set, and dusk fell.
The entire sea began to grow dim and profound.
With the enemy’s exact numbers unknown, taking rash action was extrely unwise.
Therefore, the Blood Demon Hand remained in a defensive mode of escape.
Because the two sides were too far apart,
the Magic Cannons at the stern of the Sea Demon Ship were never activated.
Originally, Tuck had thought that if the enemy dared to co close, he’d fire back with the ship-borne Magic Cannon himself.
Within the entire Sea Demon Ship, Tuck could confidently say, “No one knows Magic Cannons better than I do!”
While at St. Land Transcendent Academy, Tuck truly took the elective “Magic Cannon Studies.”
Unfortunately, during these several hours of sailing, the Black Corrosion Ship had also refrained from rash advances.
Those Fifth Rank and Sixth Rank powerhouses certainly had the ability to cross the visual range across the sea and catch up with the Blood Demon Hand.
But, they did not do so.
The Black Corrosion Ship was like an experienced hunter,
continuously chasing its prey across the ocean, exhausting the quarry, or even waiting for it to reveal a weakness before striking for the kill.
As dusk and night fell,
in the eting room,
Tuck stood firmly by the window, quietly scrutinizing the coastline gradually buried by nightfall, and the Black Corrosion Ship pursuing the Blood Demon Hand.
“No one’s willing to co and et their death.”
Seeing dusk fall, and the Black Corrosion Ship still chasing without striking, Tuck, who was holding the “nuclear bomb,” was sowhat deflated.
For the other Sea Demon Ship crew mbers, they didn’t particularly want to fight.
After all, with battle cos death, and they all could die.
But for Tuck, he wished the enemy would now blindly rush in.
Alas!
The enemy was exceedingly cautious.
Just as Tuck was inspecting the nightfall behind him, pondering whether to release the “nuclear bomb,”
to attract the Sixth Rank Bishop using the vacuum period created by a Forbidden Curse, then catch them with the Forbidden Curtain Stage,
“Thump thump thump…”
The sound of hurried footsteps thudding on the deck staircase ca.
Then the voice of Number 12 Barnacle Head Captain Alex from outside the door rang out,
“Raven First Mate, the Captain says there’s a large patch of Undead Grey Fog ahead, and he wants you to co over to discuss important matters.”
“Undead Grey Fog?”
Tuck’s previously deflated expression was wiped clean away.
“Got it, I’ll be right there.”
……
Night fell slowly.
Draped in garb plundered from Cerion’s navy admirals, wearing a captain’s hat, and sporting cowboy boots that showcased a carefree style, Captain Jero Mike of the Black Corrosion Ship stood in the cabin, holding a telescope, carefully surveying the Blood Demon Hand ahead.
Before arriving,
Jero Mike had his Second Mate, a Divination Master with the power of the Ocean’s Heart, conduct “Ocean Divination.”
The results of multiple divinations startled Jero Mike.
The outco of choosing to attack directly,
every single ti, predicted Jero Mike would face “death’s misfortune.”
The predictions of the Second Mate had always been extrely precise.
In the past, even when facing a Seventh Rank powerhouse from one of the Nine Evil Seas.
The prediction was always “a very high risk of death.”
Since it was considered a “risk,” that implied there was a probability of survival.
But this ti, the divination indicated “an on of death,” which essentially ant nailing the coffin shut. Anyone daring to make a move would inevitably et a fatal end.
In other words, inside that Blood Demon Ship was a power more terrifying than the strong ones from the Nine Evil Seas, or so dreadful thods.
Faced with this situation.
Captain Jero Mike resolutely followed the ideas deep in his heart.
He firmly chose to play it safe, with not the slightest intention or desire to take the initiative to attack.
As for that terrible Forbidden Curse, let soone who dares to ss with it bear the consequences.
After all, Captain Jero Mike would never touch it, not even if he were beaten to death.
……
“Hiss, hiss…”
“Ho, ho…”
“Awooo…”
Directly in front of the Blood Demon Hand, a thick Undead Grey Fog hung heavily like a curtain of clouds.
Rolling forward over the sea surface like a sandstorm.
The various mournful wails, the horrifying shrieks of the Undead, sent chills down one’s soul.
The faces of the nurous crew mbers aboard the Blood Demon Hand turned pale.
“Prepare for battle!”
The burly Second Mate Matthew bellowed lowly, like distant thunder.
With a violent shake of the Blood Demon Hand.
The Blood Demon Hand plunged headlong into the dense sea of Ocean Undead Grey Fog.
Soon, the sounds of battle spread from bow to stern.
Wandering Undead from the skies descended en masse.
Undead on the sea surface converged toward the Sea Demon Ship like a legion of Knights from all directions.
And the fish Undead from the ocean depths also furiously tore at the Blood Demon Hand Sea Demon Ship.
The scent of fresh blood emitted by the Blood Demon Hand Sea Demon Ship made them particularly frenzied.
When the entire Blood Demon Hand found itself embroiled in an all-encompassing three-dinsional siege.
Tuck was sitting steadily in the First Mate’s cabin in the fore cabin.
With the release of [World] power.
Tuck’s soul will quickly and effortlessly lded with the “Steam Sea Demon Ship.”
Sea Demon Ship ecology, Steam ecology, Ghost Sail ecology.
These three kinds of ecological essence were perfectly mastered by Tuck in his hands.
“Transformation!”
Tuck rapidly converged the Sea Demon Ship ecology and Steam ecology, and then released the essence of the Ghost Sail ecology throughout the Sea Demon Ship.
On the deck of the Blood Demon Hand.
The many crew mbers who had been fighting one second ago.
The next second found that the Undead seed to have lost their desire to battle them.
Deep within the Undead Grey Fog, the large number of floating Undead looked around and lost interest in this Sea Demon Ship and the many “flesh-and-blood creatures” aboard.
The water Undead that had climbed aboard by the ship’s hull also turned and jumped back into the sea.
The shark Undead in the ocean depths angrily spat out the wood chips in their mouths, shook their tails, and then dived deep away.
“Ah… this…”
All the crew aboard the Blood Demon Hand were sowhat dazed by the scene.
“Our ship can actually avoid the hatred of Undead creatures!”
“My God, this is too miraculous!”
“It seems these Undead creatures are treating us as one of their own.”
“Oh! Damn it, I’m actually emitting a strong scent of Undead, what’s going on?”
“ too!”
“We haven’t been cursed to beco Undead, have we?”
“It’s the curse of the sea!”
“Great Spirit of Ocean Undead, please spare us!”
The crowd began to stir, and so even knelt on the deck to wail and pray.
But soon, the commotion was quelled.
“It’s the Ghost Sail’s power that shelters the Sea Demon Ship!”
That was the explanation given by the Boiling Blood Captain.
Strictly speaking, there was nothing wrong with this explanation.
The ocean began to fill with great swathes of Undead Grey Fog, indicating that everyone was now very close to the “Undead Strait Valley” region.
The deeper one traveled, the more such large patches of Undead Grey Fog would be encountered.
With the protection of the Undead Grey Fog, the ship continued to sail deeper.
Using his powerful Phase Vision, Tuck saw two Sea Demon Ships erging at the ocean’s horizon.
The Blood Waterfall Pirate Team, three Sea Demon Ships that were in pursuit, had all caught up.
Tuck watched as the dense Undead Grey Fog passed through the gaps of his fingers.
Tuck smiled softly.
“If you had surrounded and attacked
before this, you might have had the tiniest chance.”
“But now, as I enter the Undead Grey Fog, you stand no chance at all.”
“Once I develop stably inside for two to three years and co out.”
“Things will be completely different.”
Looking at the three Sea Demon Ships deep along the coast, Tuck thought to himself.
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