Meanwhile.

On the vast Black Sea, the "Tulip Alliance" naval forces and pirates' "battle royale" game was also gradually reaching a fever pitch.

"Quick! Quick! Throw all the supplies overboard! Old Tom, toss out those hidden barrels of liquor too. If I find even a single one, I'll throw you overboard.

You scoundrels! Dump the cannons into the sea! All of them!"

A Black Sail Pirate Ship frantically fled across the sea, the "Demon Monkey" Pirate Captain Alek bellowed orders for the crew to discard all burdens, including the ship's cannons, to maximize speed for escape!

Because...

Behind them, a battleship, unexpectedly encountered: the "Royal Guardian" with the Tyrone Kingdom's flag on its mainmast, was hotly pursuing them!

In the swelling white sails, the 45-meter-long battleship, carrying nearly 350 crew members and equipped with 50 pieces of shipborne artillery across two gun decks, steadily bore down.

Both sides had passed by a long reef, and by the time the lookout spotted the battleship, the "Demon Monkey" was already within artillery range!

Sailors often said that on the sea, only another battleship can rival a battleship!

Against a battleship, an ordinary ship's only chance of survival is to discard all armaments and supplies, including shipborne artillery, and flee with all possible speed!

Just as this Pirate Captain was doing.

On the "Royal Guardian," a young, strikingly handsome Navy Captain with black curly hair personally steered the wheel with a casual demeanor as if this hunting was merely a trivial game to him.

Next to the wheel, a large golden book, seemingly cast in gold, flipped its pages by itself, clearly indicating its content was far more alluring to the captain than the pirate ship!

"The 'Solomon's Golden Book,' a family heritage of summoning witchcraft; to summon a demon befitting my status, such sacrifices are inadequate..."

The fate of this group of pirates seemed to concern no one but themselves.

Elsewhere on the Black Sea.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

"'Butcher' Marlori, you can't escape now! You've never left a single survivor during raids, did you foresee today coming?!

Go to hell and atone for the souls you've killed!"

Two ships flying the Thessaly Kingdom naval flag surrounded a practically immobilized pirate ship.

As artillery continued to roar, the assured Navy loudly taunted the resisting pirates, demoralizing them in preparation for capturing the ship.

Indeed, the Navy aimed to seize this pirate ship whole, akin to pirates plundering merchant ships!

Unlike a typical Black Sail Pirate Ship, this pirate ship, equivalent to a Navy Level 6 Ship, lacked pirate insignia elsewhere, but the one on its foremost mast was blood-red.

This infamous sail bore the mark of the notorious Great Pirate 'Butcher' Marlori.

Capturing a pirate with a bounty over three thousand Golden Lions greatly excited the Navy, not to mention the lucrative rewards from the "Navy New Star Plan" and the plunder from "White Whale Port."

Moreover, should the ship under one's feet falter at sea, defeat is assured; this pirate ship had no escape!

"Ease the attack, don't sink the pirate ship!"

A young captain with white gloves and a Command Saber eagerly ordered his cannoneers. If treasures sank with the pirate ship, it would greatly reduce his gain.

On the pirate ship.

Boom!

An artillery shell landed nearby, piercing through the bulwark and falling into the sea on the other side of the ship.

Clad in a blood-red leather coat, "Butcher" Marlori ignored it, leisurely taking a swig of rum from his pewter flask, a relaxed expression on his unkempt bearded face, releasing a comfortable breath.

He kicked away a scrambling pirate minion who'd collided with his feet amidst the cannon fire.

"Get out of my way! Don't block my killing! Hahaha...."

Marlori unsheathed his serrated scimitar, laughing wildly, stampeding on the deck with enough force to splinter it, then launched like a cannonball.

With a piercing roar, he leapt across dozens of meters between ships, crash-landing on one of the warships, flinging aside ordinary Navy sailors like bloody rags.

Boom!

While the pirate ship lost control, surrounded by two warships, the notorious Great Pirate dared to charge two warships head-on.

"Impressive!"

Known for his bloodthirsty style, Marlori was infamous for slaughtering ordinary folk; yet in life-or-death battles among the extraordinary, he had no notable accolades.

His bounty over three thousand Golden Lions amassed from heinous debts to ordinary people.

The Navy was unafraid.

The captain confidently wielded his Command Saber to confront "Butcher" Marlori; the Navy Captain from the other side cast aside his cloak, drew his saber, and joined the fray, using the pirate ship as a springboard.

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

Amidst the torrential clangor of blade against blade, a battle among three extraordinarily powerful combatants erupted.

These three figures, one red, two blue, tangled across the deck, disregarding any interference from the prepared Firearms Team.

Upon initial contact, the two captains realized that despite Marlori's fierce reputation, he was barely at Senior Knight Level, slightly more formidable one-on-one, but two against one would subdue him.

Simultaneously, Marlori flashed a bloodthirsty, cold grin, aware his brute force might not dominate, but the sea granted him an unmatched edge in being... "ruthless"!

Ruthless to the defenseless elderly and young! Ruthless to enemies!! More ruthless to himself!!!

[Sessi Scimitar Technique: Secret Technique: Burning Blood!]

Boom——

"What?!"

This confident battle commenced quickly and concluded swiftly...

In just half an hour.

The sea regained its calm.

A fully intact warship slowly maneuvered, gradually accelerating toward the open sea, however... its foremost sail was now blood-red!

Leaving only a field of silence and sinking ships behind.

"Butcher" Marlori slumped onto the stairs at the stern, limping, with blood streaming down half his face but seemed indifferent.

His sharp eyes, like an old wolf's, flashed fiercely; he pulled out a specially protected intact flask and took another swig.

Glug glug...

No enemies or companions needed; as long as someone steered the ship and supplied him with rum, he alone constituted a pirate gang!

Such was the true mindset of "Butcher" Marlori.

'But it's time to lay low in the New Continent!' he thought.

The naval and pirate "battle royale game" continued, the roles of hunter and prey ready to reverse at any moment.

The inherently restless Black Sea seemed now thoroughly boiling over!

Yet oddly...

Not a single pirate ship under the Pirate King's banner had been caught during this time, as if they vanished entirely from the sea.

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