Extraordinary Sailing

The poison bomb is about to fall.

However, Aklava, the wizard on board, was obviously not just a decoration. With his keen senses, he immediately realized the arrival of the enemy attack. Defense against shells was beyond his ability, but it was not a problem to deal with a few suspicious potion bottles that fell naturally.

Raise the five fingers of the right hand and spread them out to aim at mid-air.

vtus——

A high-pitched syllable like the cry of an eagle spit out from his mouth!

call--

Following this incantation, on the black mainsail, the silver giant eagle instantly turned into a phantom and swooped out from the sail surface. The vibrating wings whipped up a gust of wind, blowing the medicine bottle far away.

However, the wizard's reaction was still a little slow, and one of the potion bottles didn't blow far enough, and smashed on the bow of the ship with a bang.

Boom!

The moment the dark green liquid exploded, it immediately volatilized violently, and a large green thick fog spread rapidly. The sharp corners of the totem, the wooden hull, and even the thick white mist summoned by the "fog silver lamp" were all eroded by it, emitting a sizzling sound. corrosion sound.

"Damn it, it's a voodoo potion! There's a wizard!"

Aklava is obviously also a guy who knows the goods. He was born in the New World and he is naturally inextricably linked with the "Vodoo sect" that is prevalent there. poison".

And it was more overbearing than the "voodoo potion" he had seen before!

"Don't touch, run away quickly!!!"

Although he reminded them in time, the pirates had already spontaneously retreated when they saw that the situation was not good, but if it was so easy to dodge, how could the "voodoo potion" be worthy of its terrible reputation?

After easily catching up with a few pirates who were trying to escape, amidst the green mist and sizzling corrosion, they didn't even let out a scream, and only a few breaths later, there were several slapping, slapping, dripping sounds of falling to the ground.

The green poisonous mist, which is heavier than the air, has even begun to seep into the interior of the cabin along the gaps in the deck, looking like it is going to kill them all!

In desperation, Aklava repeatedly called for strong winds, wanting to repeat the same trick and blow the poisonous mist directly into the sea.

However, there is an effect, but it is not obvious!

The strong wind hit, and the poisonous mist kept rolling, sticking to the deck like sticky glue. Although it was indeed receding a little bit, it was obviously impossible to completely solve it within a minute or two with this kind of wind.

And now that he is in battle, his enemies won't give him that much time.

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The phantom of the silver eagle suddenly moved spontaneously, blocking Aklava like a flash, and a high-speed whirlwind roared up.

next moment.

Whoosh!

A scorching bullet flew past his ear, blasting a pirate standing behind him to pieces with a bang.

Until then, a gunshot that was extremely unique compared to ordinary muskets came from afar.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Aklava's forehead.

If it wasn't for his [Guardian of the Eagle Soul] that reacted in a timely manner and deflected the flying projectile with a strong whirlwind, the one that was blown to pieces just now must have been his head.

"Hey, creatures like wizards are really difficult to deal with. Extraordinary professions with shields are different!"

Aiwen had already expected that the simple attack method of the poison bomb dropped could be countered, but it was a bit surprising that the long-prepared sniper was resisted head-on.

Obviously, as the enemies he faced gradually became stronger, the limitations of the alchemy musket gradually became apparent. Although there is no disadvantage in the face of low-level physical-side Transcendents, if they can resist its too simple attack method, then the follow-up threat will not be so great.

This further strengthened his determination to focus on his own extraordinary path!

"However, if witchcraft can protect you alone, can it also protect the entire ship?"

Ai Wen was not discouraged when he missed a hit. He switched to "strike mode" and shot again.

boom!

A dazzling line of fire pierced through the fog, smashing the rudder of the "Spirit of the Eagle" without hindrance. Now Aiwen can do this kind of thing with ease, much easier than when he first got the "Thorn Gold Rose".

"Hahaha, Gunner! Keep firing! Free fire, sink it for me!"

With the loss of the rudder, almost half of its mobility was lost, and it was impossible to steer freely with the sails alone. Now the "Spirit of the Eagle" was no more than a living target that could only remain motionless.

boom! boom! boom!

Following Ivan's order, a scorching bullet landed on the pirate ship with warm greetings from the navy.

Even though they tried to organize artillery counterattacks from the direction of the shells, the "Conch" frequently launched attacks from the dead angle of the pirate ships. When the pirates couldn't even see the enemy, all the shells they fired fell into the sea.

"Hahaha, report to the captain, it hit the waterline again!"

In the excited report of the gunner, Ivan has seen that because of several hits near the waterline or even below the waterline, the sea water has begun to pour into the cabin.

Even if the "hot bomb" didn't hit the gunpowder chamber for the time being, if the pirate ship couldn't plug the hole as soon as possible, it might not take long for everyone on the ship to sink to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

"Very good! Mr. Reeves, credit you!" Ivan, who was in a good mood, laughed and praised his guns.

Pirate ship.

Aklava's mood is another extreme compared to Ivan's. It is impossible for anyone to be happy in his current position, the situation where he can only be beaten and cannot fight back is really too bad!

"This fog must be weird! Unknown enemies obviously have the ability to see through the fog, and can even suppress my divination. The compass and the unique perception of the eagle soul can't tell the direction.

no! We must find a way to dispel this weird mist!

As long as you can see the enemy, even if you lose most of your mobility, with the extraordinary abilities of me and Kalawusu, there is hope of turning defeat into victory. "

While the crew flocked to the lower cabin to repair the cabin, Aklava respectfully knelt on the deck facing the New World, and pulled an amulet made of an eagle's beak from his neck.

Gently kiss the amulet in the palm of your hand, and chant reverently:

"You are the king of the sky! You are the master of the wind! Mount McKinley is your lair! The great plains of Anka are your hunting grounds!

The great 'Eagle Spirit' Avaanka! Your people call for your presence in this foreign land! Show off your majesty! "

As soon as the words fell, the mysterious feedback had already followed.

Over the "Spirit of the Eagle".

A gust of colored breeze was born out of thin air, strand by strand, and then in an instant, it turned into a huge blue-black storm, which exploded centered on the sky directly above the eagle beak amulet!

call--

Like the long sigh of some giant creature, or like the wings that cover the sky and the sun are waving gently, the white fog is stirred by a pair of invisible hands, and quickly pushed away in all directions.

Even the sticky green poisonous mist at the bow was swept away.

moment.

A naval warship that was still rumbling with artillery fire appeared less than 200 meters behind the starboard side of the pirate ship.

Although the unreasonable white mist had once again stubbornly surrounded after the violent storm, the short blank period was enough for the pirates to see who their enemy was and the flag hoisted on the bowsprit of the warship.

"It turned out to be the navy of the Tulip Alliance?!"

Seeing the enemy who had made him miserable from the very beginning of the battle, Captain Aklava was more surprised than seeing a sea monster. Fog, voodoo potions, wizards, and divination countermeasures. Putting these elements together with the Royal Navy feels like a fantasy.

However, he had already been prepared to be approached by the Navy for committing such evil deeds as the "Moby Dick Port Massacre", but he did not expect it to be so soon.

So at this time, surprise was nothing but surprise, and he couldn't let go of this fleeting opportunity. Although he was a servant of the "Eagle Spirit", that great existence couldn't protect him forever with its power.

"Karausu, I support you! Get rid of them as quickly as possible!"

While shouting the first mate's name, the wizard took out a bone flute made of eagle wing bones. Amidst the dizzying sound of the flute, poisonous bees swarmed out from the cabin below, gathered into a black and yellow cloud, and swooped towards the warship not far away.

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