Black Sail
Chapter 326: CCCXXVI. It’s Just Survival

Chapter 326: CCCXXVI. It’s Just Survival

Boom!

The silver light beam blasted through the first Quicksand Arc Shield, then the second, the third, without end.

Yet the crimson quicksand seeping from Haywood’s cheeks seemed endless, too.

Until the silver beam was completely disintegrated.

The SS Fuma Keqing Revenge was forcefully pushed back dozens of meters by the impact, violently rocking the entire ship.

But it ultimately neutralized that lethal and terrifying cannon fire.

Even so, Haywood was gasping for breath, having conjured so much Annihilation Element in such a short time, still unable as a Low-Level Demon to advance any further, to reach the level of his Army Commander.

The only ones left onboard, aside from the core members of Black Sail, were Celeste and a few others; the rest had either jumped into the sea or were completely petrified by the cannon fire, unable to move in the slightest.

"Blocked... it was blocked?"

During the violent shaking, Rein couldn’t believe it.

Celeste’s throat moved. Was this demon, exaggerating to such an extent?

Now Fuma Keqing was heavily besieged.

Amidst high tension, the crew felt no joy at having survived; they still faced a desperate situation.

The gunners aboard Sea God were stunned – it was an impossible feat.

But due to the aftermath of the previous impact, coupled with the attacks of the sea monster, a quarter of the ship’s body had been destroyed.

The entire ship came to a complete halt, and with crew members leaping overboard or completely losing their will to fight, no one remained to man the cannons.

Kolon and Hanno seemed stunned for a moment, then two light vessels quickly approached the Fuma Keqing, their cannons firing simultaneously.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Gun smoke filled the air over the sea, and 32-pound solid bullets turned into a barrage of cannon fire raining down on the Fuma Keqing.

Haywood, struggling, continued to use the Quicksand Arc Shield for defense, and Celeste also cast high-level Ice Element Magic, forming a huge ice wall beside the ship with nearly human-limited "concentration."

Amidst the roaring hum that tortured the eardrums, they endured two volleys of continuous fire.

Haywood could no longer maintain his terrifying five-meter form, exploding into crimson quicksand as he reverted to his original body. Due to the chaos in his essence, one arm continuously turned into red quicksand and his physical strength was waning.

After dealing with the sea monster and enduring the Magic Ship Cannon, followed by blocking the volley of fire, he needed time to recover.

But with a loud bang,

Bang!

One of the light vessels had already drawn alongside Fuma Keqing, with a plank clattering down onto the ship.

Led by Hanno, a group of about thirty or forty pirates boarded the ship.

"Quite impressive, managing to block that. Even Golden Dragon wouldn’t waste his shots like that, but boarding combat seems more reliable."

Hanno was surprised by their resilience; as expected, these people were extremely weak now, easily slaughtered or even captured alive to be executed publicly, to boost morale. Right now, they should be drinking courage wine on the island, how amusing. With each drink, Liszt’s death becomes certain.

The Black Sail members upon seeing the enemy landing, assembled at the bow, forming a line of defense.

Haywood was exhausted, and Celeste had also expended her strength partially in the earlier battle against the sea monster; the rest were utterly drained, without any strength left to fight back.

Hanno, one of the East Sea Three Heroes.

With golden hair laced with white, barechested as if riddled by shotgun blasts before, his chest bore numerous little healed-over bullet holes, with tattoos over his body seemingly modeled after the constellations to cover scars and bullet holes.

"This guy’s not right, you’re a Demon Hunter, senior. You should recognize him," Hanno said to a middle-aged man beside him wearing a wide-brimmed hat and spurs, carrying a double-barreled shotgun and a Silver Sword.

Even as an old hegemon of the East Sea, he showed some respect to the hatted middle-aged man.

Who was Doringger?

The East Sea King.

Heaven Port housed many gods seeking refuge, away from the center of power, or rather, fleeing from strife.

Those wishing to live in seclusion naturally sought the best conditions; several of Doringger’s men were such individuals, powerful on their own but weary of the world.

Doringger was a reliable man. Living in his estate provided good food and drink, excellent conditions, and was extremely stable. Most importantly, he treated everyone with respect.

This golden-eyed Demon Hunter from the most ancient demon-hunting organization in the Western Continent was tired of the endless tasks and had fled to live in seclusion here.

"Quicksand, red skin, wearing a horned helmet, which are actually his own horns, a demon? Been decades since I last saw one."

The Demon Hunter stated calmly.

"A demon? Impressive..."

Hanno was somewhat baffled, hearing such a thing for the first time in his life.

Liszt fully understood that they were in a dire situation with no good outcome from stubborn resistance, and he knew that a death struggle was inevitable, it was just a matter of time.

Dragging it out longer, there was no knowing if reinforcements would arrive; it was possible that the island had no idea of what was happening here.

"Before I die, I have something to say."

Liszt glanced at Haywood, who was also in a weakened state, and Celeste and the others weren’t faring much better.

"Nice and straightforward! Say whatever you want to say. In fact, I quite admire you for being able to push Lord Dor this far. In over a decade, there hasn’t been anyone who could, not even the mobilization of the Sea God to create such a large commotion. What a pity..."

Hanno sighed, lamenting that Liszt was born in the wrong era. Doringger had been deeply entrenched for more than a decade, a power beyond human challenge. Not to mention Liszt, the Beima Duchy and the Far East bled so much each year to Doringger, the volume of trade was so great that even the ill-gotten gains alone could rival a nation. The reason they hadn’t completely eradicated the bandits was out of fear of Doringger, this uncrowned king.

Moreover, Liszt, as of the middle of last year, was still just the head of a small pirate gang.

Overestimating his own abilities.

The mastermind of the riots, pioneering train robberies, was also just... an empty shell.

The East Sea.

Only reality exists.

"I’ll give you my head, take me back to Heaven Port for a public execution, and you give a ship to the others to let them go. Just that simple."

Liszt spoke calmly, having already given the letter to Celeste, in which he had arranged his affairs; there was no other choice.

Unexpectedly.

After just a month, he had fallen to the same fate as the Captain of the Sky Peak Pirate Group.

"Die together then. You’re putting on airs, getting on that damned scaffold’s a disgrace. Better to die." Shadi picked up the Willow Leaf Blade, her eyes turning venomous, "Damn it, if you have the guts, come and kill me."

Hanno didn’t really want to take action, to be honest, he was somewhat wary of these folks, having grown too haughty from years of high status. However, the God’s senior seemed somewhat eager to try.

"I’m counting on you."

Hanno spoke indifferently, living better or dying was all the same to him, as long as he had the head.

The Demon Hunter drew his Silver Sword, with over a century of combat experience, his golden eyes flashed with otherworldly light, the greatest threat present was that Demon, followed by that woman, with the most fighting spirit being that Zor.

But just as he left a gust of spreading whirlwind on the spot, the Demon Hunter had vanished without a trace.

"What?"

Crack!

Haywood at the front of the line was directly bisected, and Liszt, realizing too late, saw a black and red arc of his Junlin Sword flash, but couldn’t keep up with the Demon Hunter’s speed.

Crack!

Two intelligence officers were already separated from their bodies, their neck stumps spurting out violent blood plasma.

So fast it was hard to discern with the naked eye.

Celeste reacted, her twin short swords clashing fiercely with the invisible wind, sparks flying like a cascade.

But that was just an afterimage.

Once the Captain was dead.

These formidable people would also collapse.

Rein’s intuition was exceedingly precise; he grabbed and swung toward that demon shadow in the wind.

Crack!

His left arm had been severed, flying five or six meters away.

At last.

As swift as lightning, like a streak through the gap in the skies.

One sword thrust.

Pierced right through Liszt’s chest from the front, even the autonomously defending black shadow was a beat too slow, the sword tip penetrating the skin and flesh, passing through ribs as if they were nothing, into the beating heart, completely through, the sword tip emerging from the back.

With a backhand pull.

Liszt, already drenched in blood, began gushing blood from his chest, his eyes already losing focus, blankly looking down at his chest, instinctively trying to cover it with his hand.

His lips moved, but he couldn’t utter a word, not even a note.

He staggered a few steps toward the direction of Heaven Port, then... fell forward.

Those still alive were shocked for a moment; Mika quickly went to support him, but his lungs had been damaged by the sword energy, he was vomiting blood from his mouth, yet his throat did not churn, his pupils gradually dimming.

"I’ll kill your entire family!"

Shadi, wielding her blade, lashed out at the invincible Demon Hunter, her eyes about to split with rage.

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