Chapter 745: Iron Scale Pirate (2)

Chapter 745: Iron Scale Pirate (2)

As the captain of the Iron Scale Pirate Ship, Blackscale Mobeni had some real skills.

Even though he was struck by sword energy and whipped, he was merely thrown out of the control room. Soon enough, he furiously stormed back in.

"You bastards!"

Though not injured, that blow had left Mobeni in a rather disheveled state; even his captain's hat had flown off somewhere. Clearly angered, he bellowed, "If you're so ungrateful... then I'll chop you all up and feed you to the fish!"

"?"

Hearing this, Summon raised an eyebrow and lifted the magic staff in her hand.

A flash of white light passed by, and one by one, her summoned beasts appeared:...

All of them stood guard around her, each radiating an extremely terrifying aura.

This made the small demon in the middle look like a true queen.

"You'd better say that again."

Summon stroked a magic whip in her hand, not even sparing Mobeni a glance.

"...?"

Seeing this, Blackscale Mobeni finally realized something was wrong. A trace of nervousness flashed across his ferocious crocodile face, and he unconsciously took two steps back.

But that wasn't the end of it.

Because Manyullyn Cleaver was also displeased.

It trembled slightly twice, and Fang Mo released his grip on it.

In an instant, the Manyullyn Cleaver flew into the air like a magic sword, exuding a sharp, fierce sword aura, its tip aimed directly at the bewildered Mobeni.

"Survival is a gift we bestowed upon you."

The voice of the Manyullyn Cleaver, previously somewhat playful, now became calm, cold as a true weapon: "If you don't cherish it, we will take it back..."

"What the hell are you?!"

Startled by the Manyullyn Cleaver, Blackscale Mobeni was clearly terrified. "You... you think I'll be afraid of you? Die!"

With a roar, Blackscale Mobeni suddenly raised his left hand.

His left hand wasn't a claw but a large-caliber hand cannon, and with a loud "bang," it fired a blinding flash of light.

"..."

Before anyone else could act, one of Summon's knights suddenly stepped forward.

Of course, this wasn't just any random knight, but Myra the Guardian, one of the five elite guards under Hammer King Borodin, and an elite monster from the second map of the King's Ruins.

Myra the Guardian stood in front of Summon, and a flash of red light appeared on his body.

Soon, Blackscale Mobeni's attack struck him, and with a loud "boom," he was engulfed in a cloud of smoke and dust.

Wosu waved his hand, dispersing the thick smoke with a gust of wind.

Myra stood there without a scratch, but strangely... a large burn appeared on Blackscale Mobeni's chest. His tough scales had shattered, blood spurting out, and he screamed in pain.

"What... what's happening?"

Mobeni clutched his chest, his face full of disbelief: "What sorcery did you use?"

This was the mechanism of the Guardian Knight, Myra the Guardian's counterattack aura, reflecting physical damage in red and magical damage in blue.

But none of the summoned beasts bothered to respond to him.

In fact, seeing Mobeni launch an attack, the Lord of Light, Segahat, began his counterattack as well.

He slowly raised his hand, and brilliant light began to gather in his palm. The entire control room became blindingly bright, and then a beam of light shot straight at Mobeni.

"!!!"

Mobeni's pupils contracted, and he was engulfed in an overwhelming sense of doom.

At that moment, he no longer cared about his dignity. He quickly rolled on the ground, barely dodging the beam of light.

The massive beam of light pierced through the control room door, shot straight through the rear carriage, and was followed by a series of deafening explosions. It was unclear how much damage was caused, but the faint sounds of countless sea creatures screaming could be heard.

"This... this is..."

Mobeni, who had dodged the beam, was stunned. He glanced down at his tail, and saw that the portion of it that had touched the light beam was instantly vaporized.

Realizing something, he quickly turned to look at the control room door behind him.

Through the door, he could see a clear patch of blue... the color of the Sky Sea.

In other words, the laser had pierced through the entire train, destroying the rear deck of the last carriage, making it possible to see the outside view of the Sky Sea. It was clear that these people were monsters, terrifying beings that the Iron Scale Pirate Crew could not afford to provoke.

With those words, Blackscale Mobeni felt himself being lifted up. His massive body slowly rose off the ground, suspended in the air like a dead fish.

"Ugh..."

The violent shaking made him vomit another mouthful of blood.

Perhaps due to the crocodile's tenacious vitality, Mobeni didn't die immediately. Instead, he was left hanging in midair, his body slowly being turned around and floated back toward the cockpit.

As he was carried back, Mobeni witnessed the terrifying, hellish scene.

His large group of pirate subordinates, along with the first mate, were being slaughtered one-sidedly by a horde of monsters, just as they had once done to other passengers.

He forced his eyes open and saw countless male merfolk being electrocuted into charred corpses, their heads lopped off by armored knights.

He saw the strong crocodile warriors being entangled by vines, devoured by monstrous flowers that seemed alive.

But the most horrifying sight was his kin being overwhelmed by a mass of octopi.

Mobeni saw the octopi injecting egg sacs into them, which quickly hatched. The bodies of the crocodiles began to writhe grotesquely, with the terrifying sound of chewing filling the air.

Soon, their bodies withered away.

Countless slimy octopus creatures began to crawl out through the gaps in their crocodile skin.

Even though Mobeni himself had committed countless atrocities, at this moment, he felt his scalp tingle with fear, unable to imagine the horrible fate that awaited him.

And it was in this state of utter despair that he was dragged back into the cockpit by the blade.

Mobeni noticed Quong'qng in the corner; she looked quite miserable as well, wrapped tightly by various octopi, unable to move at all.

Seeing this, Mobeni was even more terrified.

In his subconscious, he guessed that these cruel people planned to let the octopi lay eggs and then devour Quong'qng... So his fate would probably be the same. The thought of such a terrifying death made him tremble uncontrollably.

He had thought the Iron Scale Pirates were ruthless.

But it turned out these people were even more vicious.

As Mobeni was overwhelmed with fear, he suddenly saw the man who hadn't said much until now move.

"Well, I guess I'm impressive now."

Fang Mo walked over with a smug look, putting one arm around Quong'qng and pulling the Summon with the other hand. "Look at this—I've got a sewer monster in one hand and a mermaid in the other..."

"Don't involve me if you like mermaids. Let go."

The Summon, however, seemed a bit uneasy, wriggling a bit and saying, "Didn't you say you wouldn't mess with snowmen?"

"Hey, this is just pure brotherly friendship."

Fang Mo replied nonchalantly, "What I hate most in this life is Nunu. Oh, and mermaids too, because they don't have legs and can't wear white stockings... I'd rather be hit with a tail fin than get chafed by snowflake nibbles."

"No wonder..."

The Summon recalled for a moment, realizing that Fang Mo's partner did indeed wear white, though she hadn't paid much attention at the time. Now it made sense. "So that's your type, huh? Then why did you catch this mermaid?"

"I already said it's for a seafood feast..."

"No way!"

The Summon immediately shouted.

"Really no?" Fang Mo scratched his chin in disappointment, thinking for a moment before reluctantly asking, "Just one bite? I'm really curious if it's white meat or red meat..."

"Not even one bite!"

The Summon was very firm.

"Then..." Fang Mo suddenly asked, "Can I at least let her eat me?"

"Are you insane?"

The Summon rolled her eyes, not understanding, "I don't even need her help; I'm ready to eat you myself right now."

"?"

Fang Mo looked confused at the Summon, "I already said I won't hurt my buddies. I'd rather wrestle Borodin. At least he's a king... Wait, speaking of Borodin, did you remind him not to use his ultimate move?"

"Ultimate move?"

The Summon paused, confused, "What ultimate move?"

"Kneel..."

But before Fang Mo could finish, a terrifying voice full of authority echoed from the front carriage, "All of you... kneel before me!"

"Damn!"