Chapter 157 - - 157 Grandpa will amuse you_1

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“Laurent Swann?”

Eddie heard the sound of the horn as well, and immediately burst into elation, swiftly signaling his pirate ship to retaliate.

In the face of the navy, all pirates are one family.

By this time, Eddie and the makeshift forces that had arrived to support him were already mixed together; aside from the slightly irksome flag of the Sea Fish, there was no lack of pirate ships.

For a moment.

Gunfire roared over the seas.

The skies were filled with the whistling of dark cannonballs.

At this time.

On the sea, there was only a distinction between navy and pirates, and nobody cared about the Sea Fish Pirate Group that was being shattered to pieces.

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“General, what do we do? Should we break out?” The vice admiral anxiously asked Antonio, as they had ultimately fallen into a pincer attack.

“Advance forward, seize Herd Island, and defend it from there; Admiral Mikaro will come to our aid,” Antonio commanded with calm composure.

“What about Paul?” the vice admiral asked.

“Never mind him; his head is worth a hundred thousand Gold Coins, someone will be thinking about taking it,” Antonio chuckled as he drew his battle sword and stared at the pirate rabble ahead, “Cecil, go give the order!”

Vice Admiral Cecil proceeded to give the order, and the signal officers on each warship relayed the message immediately.

The Royal Navy’s warships, ignoring Laurent Swann closing in from behind, adjusted their sails and bravely charged towards the pirate ships ahead.

Hundreds of navy warships moved as one, in stark contrast to Eddie’s ragtag group of pirates.

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Bang!

Amidst the chaotic battle.

A stray cannonball struck the Clownfish II.

The ship rocked violently.

The sailors aboard were frantically adjusting the sails, attempting to flee the war-torn seas.

Everyone was panicking; they had never experienced such a large-scale battle, feeling as if their ship was navigating through a storm, liable to capsize at any moment.

In the eye of the storm, no one could spare a thought to manning the cannons to fire back.

Moreover, surrounded by enemies, they didn’t even know whom to target.

Marsha clung to Duge’s arm in terror, like a helpless girl, “Where’s your goddess of luck?”

Vito was ashen-faced, filled with despair, cursing this simulation for why, out of all the ships at the port, he had chosen Paul’s unreliable vessel.

It was over.

Everything was over.

It hadn’t even been a month!

In this simulation, he couldn’t find a single bright spot; what would the instructors think of him?

Such a tragedy!

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If no one creates joy, then of course lady luck will leave me.

Duge snorted in contempt and turned to Vito, saying, “If you survive this, find a chance to join Safra. Remember our agreement, seek happiness, and turn everyone into ‘Don’t hit a smiling person.’

“If I survive, then we’ll talk!” Vito said helplessly, bracing himself on the ship’s side and searching through the crowd.

He needed to find a reliable person to cozy up to for when the ship sank and they all fell into the sea; it would increase his chances of survival, as students didn’t give up any chance to live.

“Paul, you took me out of Herd Island, you have to ensure my safety,” Marsha wiped the seawater from her face and hysterically yelled at Duge.

“I will,” Duge said calmly, observing the surrounding environment. Black Magic Hand should be near Herd Island.

Logically speaking.

With his attributes, he shouldn’t miss out on this commotion; this was a feast of slaughter! A melee of tens of thousands was enough to indulge his bloodlust, and maybe even spawn derivative items from the kills…

Another long horn sounded.

A giant wave rose from the seabed.

The neatly organized navy suddenly became disordered.

In the rolling waves, tentacles of a giant octopus hundreds of meters long emerged from the seabed, entangling the surrounding Royal Navy ships.

Under the grip of those thick tentacles, the navy’s three-masted ships were like paper toys, easily crumpled into pieces by the coiling tentacles, and the sailors had no choice but to scatter and dive into the water to escape.

No one wished to face such a monstrous creature head-on.

The moment the giant octopus emerged, the sound of gunfire on the sea briefly ceased, and everyone was stunned.

Gulp!

Marsha swallowed hard, “The Sea Beast Enke… it’s over, Antonio’s forces are done for.”

Having just been ‘Muddy Water Touch Fish’ in the thick of the battle, Duge’s eyes finally lit up; this was the moment, the biggest profit was here, he had to touch it!

Before Marsha could react,

Duge had already leapt gracefully, drawing a beautiful arc as he plunged into the sea.

“Paul,” Marsha paused, then quickly rushed to the edge of the ship, only to see a trail in the water darting swiftly through the sea, heading straight for the octopus Enke, “Heavens, why is he so fast? What is he doing?”

“Maybe he’s going to touch that octopus!” Vito stared blankly at Paul, who moved through the water like an arrow, murmuring to himself.

At that moment, he inexplicably envied the carefree Paul.

Do keywords have to be low-key and hidden?

It seems that doing it like Paul isn’t too bad either!

From the beginning until now, he basically hasn’t suffered much loss!

And, he met so many candidates yesterday and still managed to deceive them; if I’m not wrong, those who named themselves after fish have become his assistants, just like me!

With his speed, he must have made it to the top ten by now!

If he touches the Sea Beast Enke again, who in this sea area would be able to control him?

Just at this moment.

Another streak of white water raced past Clownfish No. 2 at high speed.

A person with golden hair and a masked face, biting a curved blade in his mouth, paddled with both hands, closely following behind Duge, at most fifty meters away.

Vito’s complexion changed again.

A candidate?

Someone with a speed close to Paul’s who appeared near Herd Island, there can only be one name left—Black Magic Hand.

Damn!

Vito wiped the sweat beads seeping from his face, feeling a wave of relief in his heart.

With such a small distance between them, if Paul hadn’t suddenly dived to touch the octopus, Black Magic Hand would have definitely boarded the ship within a minute and gone on a killing spree.

A candidate with the “Slaughter” keyword generally possesses advanced skills like intimidation, calmness, and cruelty, and is likely not to be influenced by flattery; Duge’s keywords are more geared toward control, and he would probably not be a match for him.

Once Black Magic Hand boarded the ship, no one would be spared.

“Who is he?” Marsha asked blankly, “Why can he catch up to Paul’s speed?”

“Must be Black Magic Hand!” Vito said absentmindedly.

“Did he also trade with Selma?” Marsha asked again.

“Probably!” Vito replied noncommittally.

Watching Black Magic Hand and Paul chase and flee, heading towards the octopus Enke, Vito suddenly made up his mind not to keep a low profile anymore.

In this simulation filled with elite, being low-key means getting eliminated, and it means that when facing danger, one can’t even ensure their own safety.

After this battle, it’s time for me to shine.

Vito looked at Black Magic Hand biting hard on Duge’s heels, silently praying, kill Paul, you must kill him, only by killing him will the control disappear, and then my ranking in the simulation will be my own…

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He’s been locked on!

Duge is currently ranked fifth in the simulation.

The moment Black Magic Hand appeared, he felt the other party.

Then.

He began to feel a prickling sensation on his back, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, his mind only thinking of escaping, not daring to turn back and face it.

As the other party got closer, this feeling grew stronger, even affecting his speed, his stroke becoming uncoordinated.

In Duge’s perception, the distance between them was closing, as though the other party was right behind him, ten meters away; he had to desperately paddle forward to shake off the looming predator.

But when Duge looked towards the distant Sea Beast Enke, the giant octopus seemed as distant as the horizon, unreachable…

Fuck!

It’s perception he’s messing with, not intimidation!

Duge broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly realizing the function of the other’s advanced skill.

Affecting the opponent’s perception is a huge advantage in a fight; when one can’t even accurately judge distance and target, there’s no way to ever hit the other.

Goddammit!

Going one-on-one with a guy like this is simply unsolvable!

Duge held his breath and focused, continuing to swim forward.

He was also puzzled in his heart: Muddy Water Touch Fish, I’m the one who muddied the waters; logically, I should be the biggest beneficiary!

This guy suddenly jumps out, if he butchers me, won’t he become the beneficiary?

The skill description doesn’t match!

Duge clenched his teeth and switched to swimming on his back, looking at Black Magic Hand who was chasing him with an expressionless face, revealing his sweetest smile, and loudly said, “Black Magic Hand, you’ve won, I don’t have attacking skills, you must be very happy now in your heart!”

Black Magic Hand, biting his curved knife, remained expressionless, his gaze cold.

“Brother Black Magic Hand, go easy when you kill me later, love you!” Duge gave up using his hands to swim, maintaining his sweet smile, and made a heart shape with his hands.

Black Magic Hand’s eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, ignoring him, and continued the pursuit relentlessly.

“Brother Black Magic Hand, let me tell you a joke! In my whole life, I’ve lived for this joke…” Knowing the odds of “Don’t hit a smiling person” had little chance of affecting Black Magic Hand, Duge had to find another way, “Once, there was an idiot…”

Duge had just started his joke.

Under the influence of Black Magic Hand’s ability, misjudging the distance, he slammed his head with a thud against the bow of a navy ship, dazed and disoriented, he couldn’t help but curse: “Fuck!”

Pfft!

Black Magic Hand couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The next second.

Two navy warships collided, blocking the way for Black Magic Hand to proceed.

Immediately after.

Masts and cannons from the ships poured down, along with splintered planks, raining down on him chaotically…

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