Chapter 170 - - 170 overwhelming force_1

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Phoenix Tail Island.

Safra had gathered more than 700 pirate ships, 200 of which were reinforcements from Amy Swan.

These pirate ships were arranged along the coastline, forming a dense array.

The coastline was shallow, with depths of only about 10 to 20 meters, allowing ships to float, but the Sea Beast Enke’s massive body couldn’t move freely. After all, the tentacles of a giant octopus were hundreds of meters long, and its body even longer at three to four dozen meters. Entering the shallow waters, it would run aground.

This tactic was specifically devised against Enke.

On Phoenix Tail Island.

More than three thousand troops were assembled, with over sixty cannons at the shore ready to fire at any enemy who landed.

Phoenix Tail Island was the stronghold of Safra, King of the South Sea. Over the course of a hundred years, several generations had fortified it like an iron barrel; even the navy dared not attack the island head-on.

Laurent Swann, who had acquired the Sea Beast Enke, also did not directly attack the strongholds of other pirate kings, but instead planned to take over Herd Island and gradually deal with the rest.

Paul had unexpectedly led more than a hundred newly subjugated pirate ships to attack Phoenix Tail Island. Safra could only shake her head at his fearless ignorance.

She was determined not only to scatter Paul’s fleet but also to capture the Sea Beast Enke.

After all, a sea monster was nothing more than a large octopus.

As long as it was alive, there was nothing that couldn’t be killed.

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The Sea Fish Pirate Group’s morale was low.

Of course.

The Sea Fish Pirate Group’s morale was always low.

Paul made them wear skirts and tight clothes, and they always had to be ready to dance. This was the ultimate torment for a bunch of tough men.

Especially these past few days, when Paul had them rehearse a dance from “Swan Lake” on tiptoes, it was almost the end of them.

That they hadn’t deserted was testament to their good upbringing and high quality.

But expecting them to fight for Duge was impossible. Who would fire cannons and engage in combat with the enemy while wearing white stockings and a swan skirt?

That would have the enemy dying… of laughter.

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The Sea Fish Pirate Group stopped within range of the cannons.

Enke made two of its tentacles form a heart shape above its head, swimming in front of all the ships.

At the orders of the signal officer, pirates dressed in white dresses collectively went on deck, holding hands, and started imitating little swans, dancing “Swan Lake”…

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On the escort ship next to the Nautilus.

Safra, in her forties, was looking through her telescope at the enemy’s actions, and couldn’t help but freeze on the spot, her mouth and eyes twitching uncontrollably, almost unable to keep her expression straight.

What’s happening?

Is he really here to fight?

This guy defeated Laurent Swann?

The news about Selma and various bounties for the Destiny Sea Map had overshadowed the true events of the battle at Herd Island.

Most people only remembered Paul’s heroic acts of slaying Black Magic Hand, subduing Enke, and beheading Laurent Swann, neglecting his love for dancing.

No one would have thought that Paul, with more than a hundred warships and the Sea Beast Enke, would still have his crew dance on the sea surface, even developing new dances.

So.

When over a hundred warships, arranged in a neat formation, did not point their cannons at the enemy but instead their white dresses and long legs.

On the battlefield.

Everyone ready to strike on Phoenix Tail Island was collectively dumbfounded.

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“What is he doing?” Amy Swan put down her telescope and asked, baffled.

“Obviously, he is making his crew dance,” said Safra emotionlessly. “That fool is clearly trying to lure us in with this juvenile and laughable method of deception.”

“If we charge out now, they probably won’t be able to react in time!” Amy Swan said, peering through her telescope at the “Swan Lake” in front of her. “They wouldn’t even be able to maneuver their ships to retreat…”

Before she finished speaking.

One of the little swans misstepped, entangling left foot with right, tripping itself. Then, yanking a string of people behind, they all tumbled into the water one by one, like dumplings.

Amy Swan’s expression froze.

Then.

She burst out laughing.

The laughter seemed to start a chain reaction.

The little swans were all at sixes and sevens.

The pirates on Phoenix Tail Island laughed so hard they doubled over.

And then.

The unexpected happened.

A gust of wind blew, and, unintentionally, a helmsman on one of the ships played with the helm, causing the large ship to suddenly turn and collide with another stationary pirate ship nearby…

On the shore, a gunner inadvertently ignited a fuse, the cannonball flew straight out, crashing into the escort ship of the Nautilus.

The mainmast of the escort ship was smashed on the spot.

The fallen mast hit Amy Swan right on the head.

Pfft!

A crisp sound.

Amy Swan’s head was crushed on the spot, warm fresh blood splattered all over Safra’s face…

Safra, stunned, looked at Amy Swan who died next to her and suddenly remembered the rumor about misfortune following smiles, her face turned pale, and she hysterically shouted, “Don’t smile, first mate, tell the signal officer to pass down the order, no one is allowed to smile, this is war, this is Paul Wolfs’ witchcraft…”

Happiness spreads, and as long as one person still feels joy, bad luck will continue to spread without stopping.

One pirate’s curved sword fell, chopping his own toes off;

A seagull flying overhead suddenly dropped a poop, which fell precisely into the mouth of a gingerbread vendor who was jumping to avoid a sudden stray bullet and happened to look up…

There was also rum shattered, meeting the fire…

The battle hadn’t even started yet.

Both sides had already suffered massive non-combat reductions in numbers.

The battlefield was in complete chaos.

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“What happened?” Marsha had seen such scenes more than once, but she still found it unbelievable, “Paul, does the goddess of fortune really exist in this world?”

“Perhaps!” Duge just smiled slightly and then leaped into the sea, heading alone towards Safra’s defense line.

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“Fire the cannons!”

“Fire the cannons!”

It was Laurent Swann who was beheaded by Paul.

The moment Paul jumped into the sea, the captain had already given the order, the gunfire from hundreds of warships sounded at once, and a dense barrage of cannonballs rained down on Duge’s path.

But Duge, whose attributes had skyrocketed, was no longer the same man; he moved swiftly, and his keen senses always allowed him to dodge the falling cannonballs in time.

In no time, he broke through the barrage and arrived in front of the Phoenix Tail Island fleet.

Then.

He leaped out of the water.

The Sword of the Giant Dragon in Duge’s hand made him a humanoid Sea Beast—wherever he went, he was unstoppable. A light swipe of his sword could sever the entire bow of a ship, and he could lift a solid cannon made of steel with his bare hands and hurl it from one ship to another.

The heavy cannon effortlessly punctured through the pirate ships, sinking them to the bottom of the sea…

Not a single sailor’s curved sword could touch Duge; their flintlock guns could not hit a mere afterimage;

The ships around Phoenix Tail Island were too densely packed; Duge jumped from one ship to another—some ships had their masts chopped down by him, some had their helms yanked away. He was like a humanoid dragon, destroying everything in sight.

After demolishing more than twenty ships.

The sailors on Phoenix Tail Island lost the courage to resist; they put down their curved swords and watched helplessly as Paul dismantled their ships…

And that was because Duge wasn’t killing anyone.

Otherwise, not a single sailor on those ships would have survived.

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“Negotiation, tell him I want to negotiate.” Safra, pale as a ghost from watching Duge’s rampant destruction through her telescope, saw one ship after another being wrecked by Paul and felt as though her heart was bleeding; she immediately instructed her first mate.

After witnessing Duge’s terrifying power of destruction, she knew she had lost this battle.

It made no difference whether the Sea Beast Enke was there or not; Paul was simply not human.

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On Phoenix Tail Island, there were at least sixty examination candidates.

Some were pirates, some were ordinary folk, and some were lone wolves who had sneaked onto the island before the battle to scout things out.

As members of the Sea Fish Pirate Group began to dance, and both sides of the battle developed countless complications, they realized Duge was also an examinee.

At that time, they didn’t think much of it.

After all, advanced skills used well indeed produced a variety of strange effects; the bad luck, with careful precautions, wouldn’t cause them much harm.

But.

When Duge single-handedly breached the defenses of Phoenix Tail Island, all the candidates were horrified.

They couldn’t imagine just how high the attributes had to be for someone to lift cannons weighing thousands of pounds from one ship and throw them to another.

They had all been the top player in a simulated field, but even at the end of it, they didn’t have as much strength as him!

How did this guy boost his attributes so high?

Could they really defeat Paul?

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