If Alka is overwhelmingly being chased, it's a game of cat and mouse.
So it's a game for Julia and the others.
Since the enemy's captain was the strongest man, he chased Alka.
Although they were scattered, at least the enemies they faced were not strong.
They don't need to act weak like Alka, they just need to play normally and retreat while fighting.
This way the enemy will fall deeper into the trap.
Then they were caught in one fell swoop.
"Hurry up, everyone. If you keep dawdling like this, the enemies will all run away."
The slovenly old man ran while holding up his cane to whip the slower pirates.
Julia, who was fleeing in the distance, was about to disappear from their sight.
One of the pirates in pursuit suddenly tripped while passing between two trees.
The moment he fell to the ground, his head was pulled up by something, and then a blood mark appeared on his throat.
Blood gushed out.
"Haha, ugly thing!" Er's voice came from the tree branch, then she stuck her head out and made a face at the pirates below.
Faced with the sudden death of his companion, the quick-witted pirate nearby threw out a dagger.
However, Er, who was making a face, was quickly dragged away from a distance, with a thin thread tied around her waist.
"Goodbye, ugly bastards."
"Is that little thing also one of theirs?" some pirates asked.
"Catch up, don't talk about this here."
The sloppy old man knew that there were puppet-like members in Alka's team, so he was not surprised.
It appears they sent a signal to the members of their own ship.
…
At this time, a pirate ship more than 50 meters long was sailing on the edge of the island.
A jet-black sail was hung on the earthy brown hull, and a white skull with a dagger pierced through the head was painted on the black canvas with white paint.
Showing their identity.
There were only six people on board, and they were all gathered on the deck.
One of them was operating the rudder, controlling the boat to move slowly around, while the others were looking around.
With such a small number of people, they can move such a large ship. It is obvious that this pirate ship is also a spell ship.
"Haven't you found that damn ship yet?"
The man at the helm asked loudly.
"No, keep circling. The captain has ordered us to keep a close eye on that ship."
"This island is not small. It's really troublesome."
Anyway, the ship was still circling the island, and the ship they were looking for was Alka and his crew's ship.
Their mission was to keep a close eye on the Voice of Dawn and prevent the crew from escaping by ship without caring about their teammates on the island.
If it were them, they would definitely do so, and naturally they would also prevent others from doing so.
After all, wealth is basically on board.
It is understood that Alka and his family rarely return to the town.
If the ship runs away, we won’t be able to get much treasure.
However, their luck did not seem to be good. Even though they accelerated and drove around the island for most of the way, they still could not find any trace of the Voice of Dawn.
It was as if the ship had disappeared out of thin air.
"Damn it, where on earth did they go? They wouldn't run away."
"It shouldn't be like this. After all, the captain and the others are still on the island. They just started attacking for a while, how could they run away so quickly?" Another pirate who had some brains said after thinking for a while.
"Drive faster, maybe it's on the other side."
The helmsman had no choice but to control the rudder and speed up again to start searching.
Just behind the ship, the waves on the sea surface began to move at an inopportune time.
Like bubbling, something is trying to come out of the sea.
The first thing that appeared was a lookout room, followed by the tall mast and the furled sails.
The lookout is a small flag stuck on the top with a compass eye pattern on it.
Until a three-meter-long gun barrel appeared, the black muzzle had already been aimed at the pirate ship in front.
It was obvious that the attack coming from behind was a long-planned one.
The people on the boat finally noticed the movement behind them.
"Behind! Look behind, is that the ship we are targeting?"
"It seems so, hahahaha it's finally revealed."
Just when these pirates were happy , one of them opened his eyes wide and looked extremely terrified.
He shouted loudly: "Stop laughing, run as fast as you can, run as fast as you can."
"Why? We have found the enemy ship."
"You bunch of damn idiots, he came out of the sea, you should dig out your eyes and feed them to the fish." The pirate roared loudly.
The voice was filled with urgency and desperation.
After hearing the roar, the smiling pirates realized the seriousness of the matter.
A ship emerging from the seabed.
Isn't that a ghost ship?
This is a ghost ship. The owner of the ship must have treasure.
But they had never heard of this news, which meant that the enemy had concealed this news.
The captains on the island...
They didn't want to think about it anymore, they just wanted to leave here quickly, the farther the better.
However, they obviously no longer had the chance.
A ball of gray light was shot out and landed precisely on the rudder.
The helmsman and a pirate next to him were directly included.
Without even a scream, there was a flash of white light.
There was only a pit left in that place, and everything around it had disappeared.
"It was a precise hit. I was really accurate." Jason said with a smile as he looked at the target he had hit accurately.
Although cannons and guns are different, it does not affect his accuracy.
Simon waved his hands, and the treasure on his right index finger flickered.
"Then it's my turn."
A gap opened up in the guard plates on both sides of the Sound of Dawn, and round structures flew out one after another.
Like a swarm of bees, they flew to the pirate ship in front and shot out red rays.
The first things to be burned were the black sails on the mast and some spell arrays on the ship used to control speed.
Even though the sails were made of tough, fireproof material, they were pierced through by the red rays like paper.
The black sails slid down, and the ship's speed dropped by one knot, as some spell arrays were destroyed.
The speed of the ship continued to decrease, but it did not stop completely.
Several puppet girls with wings were flapping their wings and flying towards the enemy ships as quickly as streams of light.
Except for one pirate who was lying on the deck wailing with his limbs pierced, all the other pirates were dead.
The puppet girls begin to take over the ship, destroying some spells and taking control of the pirate ship.
Soon Simon and Jason boarded the pirate ship.
"A spell ship... How dare these pirates leave so few people on board?"
"If you knew that, wouldn't you be a pirate?"
The two of them chatted with each other as they walked around the ship.
At this time, Jason looked towards the island.
A white bird is returning to its nest.
"It's getting evening."
Hearing this, Simon looked up and said with a smile: "Isn't that our home court at night?"
"So I am mourning for our enemies, may the Virgin Mary grant them a quick death."
Jason folded his arms as if he was praying seriously.
At this time on .
All the white birds that wanted to fly towards the battlefield were tied up with a white line and dragged down.
All the pirates on the battlefield didn't know that the white bird had returned to its nest.
They will fight with Alka and others at night.
They were enjoying the battle and the treasure.
There seemed to be time left.
However, when the sky was quickly covered by a curtain.
Then they suddenly realized.
"Why is it night?"
"It's night, it's night. I'm a pirate."
"But didn't the residents on the island say that it's very dangerous up there at night?"
"Is he more dangerous than us?"
"Hahahaha, don't worry about it. Those residents are just brainless natives."
These pirates didn't seem to care much about the arrival of night, and even looked a little disdainful.
Even though there were some companions lying at their feet, this was obviously not caused by the island.
But their enemies.
Everyone who hasn’t experienced an island night will say that until they’ve spent a night out there.
…
"Oh, night has come." Alka, who was running away, suddenly stood up and said with a smile.
He suddenly didn't want to run anymore.
The pirate captain who had been chasing him stopped.
Looking at the sky that has already darkened.
He looked at Alka, who was covered in blood but standing there with a smile on his face.
"Is this what you're waiting for? Waiting for the night to come? Would you prefer to die in the dark?"
The pirate captain suddenly asked with a smile.
Because at this time Alka was covered in wounds, and even his right arm was drooping.
There was already a huge laceration on the shoulder , and his right arm was obviously useless.
He was covered in wounds, almost disabled, and his strength was only at the level of Nine Spirals.
So what if it's night?
He had no idea how he was going to lose.
He also knew something about the situation on the island at night, and he didn't think it would cause any harm to him.
"Now take me to your ship. I am a pirate and I am only interested in treasure. As long as you give me enough treasure, I will ensure that you will not be hurt. I swear."
He walked over with a smile on his face, his gait slow and graceful, as if he was sure of victory.
The boatswain's knife swung back and forth in his hand.
"My team and I dug it out with great effort. How could I give it to you so easily?"
Alka turned around, his face covered in blood, and said angrily.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The pirate captain seemed to have heard a joke. He suddenly burst into laughter and even slapped his thigh.
This joke almost made him laugh so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
"So where are you from? You are so naive. This is the boundless ocean. Here we only believe in... the weak, the weak, the strong, and the food. The strong here naturally own everything."
He spoke arrogantly, even raising his hands towards the sky, as if he were this powerful man.
However, at this time, Alka was wearing a pair of glasses on his face.
He looked at the pirate captain in front of him and said in a calm but puzzled tone:
"But you're not strong, are you? You're only at the eleventh spiral, and you've only just entered the third stage. You can't even beat the mayor of this town.
Isn't it embarrassing for a pirate to be so quiet in a small town?"
The pirate captain, who was wildly embracing the sky, paused, lowered his head, squinted his eyes and looked at Alka with dangerous eyes.
"You have nice glasses, it seems you don't quite understand the huge gap between the stages."
He seemed to have lost his patience.
He steadied the waving sailor's sword in his hand and swung it fiercely in the direction of Aka.
An invisible and intangible attack flew out.
"ah!"
Another scar appeared on Alka's chest, causing him to scream and take a few steps back, covering his chest.
The blood flowed like water.
"Look, you can't even see my attack, what can you do?"
As he spoke, he shook his head helplessly and walked towards Alka impatiently.
At this moment he suddenly stood up and jumped a few steps to the right.
A space crack suddenly appeared where he was just now, and began to absorb the surrounding matter.
After a second or two, it disappeared.
He turned to look at Alka, who was somewhat surprised, with a hint of despair in his expression.
"So this is what you do? This is how you wait for the night to come?
It seems that you really don't know the gap between the stages. For me, these space cracks are sudden but not imperceptible. It's really pitiful."
As he said this, he swung the knife at Alka again without hesitation.
Another knife struck Alka's chest, forming a cross blade with the previous wound.
A large amount of blood kept gushing out.
Then he took another big step forward and avoided the space crack that suddenly appeared.
"What a pity! Should I wait until you bleed to death?" he said with a smile.
Then he came over and squatted beside Alka.
At this time, Alka was lying on the ground, leaning against a big tree and breathing heavily.
The pirate captain took up his long knife and stabbed Alka's wound with the tip of the blade.
Listening to Alka's hoarse sound of pain.
"Now, are you willing to take me to your ship? My previous promise still stands. I am only interested in the treasure on your ship."
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of medicine from his waist and gently dripped it on the wound on Alka's thigh.
The small wound on the thigh healed quickly and scabbed, leaving only a scar.
"Look, I don't mean much harm, do I?"
“Take me to your ship, and I can use this potion to save your life.
If you keep bleeding like this, you won’t live long.”
Alka raised his hand tremblingly, trying to grab the bottle of medicine in his hand.
The pirate took the bottle.
"No, no, not now."
He was waiting for his crew to find Alka and his crew's ship. He had not received any information from his crew that they had seen Alka and his crew's ship.
This was clearly not normal, which was why he was stalling here with Alka.
Alka's hands dropped, revealing a few cards at his sleeves.
The cards have a beautiful shimmer.
Obviously, this luster clearly attracted the attention of the pirate captain.
He stared at the cards for a few moments.
With a layer of magic wrapped around his hand, he picked up the conspicuous red card.
"What is this? Some magical item?"
He could sense the magic power surging on the card, and then picked up the blue card to check.
Both cards are of great quality and look like expensive magic items, or decorations.
Seems to be worth the money.
Alka was too weak to reach out and grab the silver medal.
The aqua-blue card exploded, and a water chain shot out quickly and wrapped around the enemy.
The red card spewed out flames, enveloping the two of them.
Alka rolled on the spot, and rolled out with flames on his body. He threw the shining silver medal into the flames.
Then all the burn marks on his body disappeared, as if he had never been injured, and he stood there neatly dressed.
Even some of the tattered clothes were changed.
The mirror surface appeared on his face.
The huge layers of mirrors surrounded the area in circles, turning it into a maze of mirrors.
Pink mist emerged from under his feet and covered the entire maze.
The burning flames exploded.
The disheveled pirate captain emerged from the flames, his eyes full of anger.
Although he looked disheveled and had some burns, it was obvious that this did not cause him any serious harm.
In addition to a bloody scar on his neck, blood was constantly flowing out of the wound, and one could even clearly see the flesh and bones in the huge wound.
He gritted his teeth and dripped all the medicine in his hand into the wound.
He drew out his hidden sailor knife and looked around vigilantly.
"You damned fellow, you dare to play tricks on me, I will chop you and your crew into pieces with my own sword."
His voice was filled with anger, and he spoke through gritted teeth.
The large areas of mirrors around him obviously had the function of affecting perception. He could only feel the mirrors around him but not those farther away.
Holding a long knife in hand, he began to walk cautiously in the mirror maze.
The figures that kept appearing shook his eyes and affected his vision.
This forced him to not observe too much and focus on his own pole.
He swung the knife twice.
Several mirrors were cut into pieces by the invisible attack. Seeing that his attack only destroyed a few mirrors, he was obviously not satisfied.
The hardness of the mirror was obviously beyond his expectations.
Looking at the pink smoke spreading over, he immediately covered his mouth and nose and held his breath.
He even put a magic shield on himself.
This thing looks poisonous no matter how you look at it.
Suddenly an object hit the shield.
Several cracks immediately appeared on the shield.
The pirate swung his sword back, but hit nothing. There was nothing there.
Only a few mirrors were broken by his invisible attack, but new mirrors immediately replaced them seamlessly.
"Playing tricks to delay your own death?"
He said loudly.
As he finished speaking, he clearly felt a different magical fluctuation and a slight sound coming from a direction .
This is a change that only he can perceive at this stage.
This is the enemy's weakness.
He immediately rushed forward like a chariot, waving the long sword in his hand.
In an instant, he broke through a long mirror and slashed at it with his knife.
“Hahahahahaha!”
A doll box was chopped by his blade, breaking open to reveal the laughter and dolls inside.
That funny face was full of mockery of his low IQ.
"Damn it!" He kicked the doll away.
He roared angrily.
He was fooled again.
The doll that was kicked away exploded instantly, and the shock wave of the explosion caught him off guard and made him take a few steps back.
The shield on his body was instantly broken.
The moment the shield was broken.
A black sickle stretched out from the side mirror and slashed down.