Chapter 872: 1 Response, 0 Response

? "Long live the Prophet Dior!"

I don't know who started it, the sailors on the two ghost ships knelt on the deck one after another, raised their hands to the sky, and saluted the prophet.

Bai Xiaowen smiled, first took out "The Picture of Peonies Covering Leaves", and recited the poem inscribed on the scroll in a low voice. After receiving the reminder that his charm value increased by 17%, he activated the "White Eagle's Invasion" equipment on his legs, jumped onto the horizontal sail of the mast.

He waved his hand, and the cheers of the crowd grew louder.

When everyone's cheers subsided, Bai Xiaowen said loudly, "Everyone, although we have returned to the sea, our crisis is still not over."

"This is the Bonus Islands, the legendary forbidden land, and also the front line of the battle between the human coalition forces and the snake people."

"In other words, this is an important place for the snake people. Maybe if you are unlucky, you will encounter a patrol team of snake people, attracting a large number of looters, and taking us captive again to the dark seabed!"

"There are two paths before us."

"First, leave quietly like a coward, abandoning the fellow human beings who are fighting here, and pray that the snake people will not find you. Within a year, the sea will flood the continent, and human beings will become extinct."

"Second, fight like a man, help fellow human beings, completely wipe out the snake people here, stop the tide from rising, and return home as a warrior."

"I choose the second option—I have a mission as a prophet, and I have a responsibility as a human being! Now, tell me your choice!"

Among the crowd, low voices of discussion spread.

Suddenly, Captain Julian said, "I am willing to follow Prophet Dior and fight for the destiny of mankind."

After Julian spoke, the sailors on the Forward next to him spoke in agreement. The atmosphere became heated for a while, most of the sailors were shouting to fight, and although the remaining small number of people were timid, they did not dare to jump out to bear the contemptuous eyes of everyone because of the situation.

Bai Xiaowen nodded with a smile. It was not because he had such a domineering aura that he could have such an overwhelming response, but because of the combined effect of various factors.

First of all, the most important reason is the prestige brought by the status of "prophet". Bai Xiaowen's own popularity in the Kuroshio plane is not a decoration. He brought these people back to the surface from the bottom of the sea, which was a proof in itself, and made everyone trust him soar.

Secondly, it is the cooperation of Captain Julian.

reached a consensus.

Finally, let’s talk about this Freedom Legion—that is, the composition of the army of hard workers. Basically, they are all captives of the Vogata tribe’s plundering of merchant ships. The largest number of them are sailors, and there are also a small number of merchants.

In this era of black powder, flintlock guns and cold weapons without modern ships, people who can board a ship to make a living, whether they are sailors or businessmen, are more courageous than ordinary civilians. They are called desperadoes Not too much.

Coupled with the charm value bonus brought by the leaf-shading peony picture, Bai Xiaowen's words are also quite provocative, and it is not surprising that it has formed a situation that everyone responds to.

Bai Xiaowen then ordered two ships to sail to one of the uninhabited islands. There are two white eagles' bird's-eye view and Bai Xiaowen and Qiao Rui's wide-range telepathy capabilities, which are almost equivalent to the radar of this era. If you want to be undetected, it's still no problem.

After landing on the island, the Freedom Corps went ashore to rest, and Captain Julian distributed the food taken from the Vogata tribe.

Bai Xiaowen also made a further division of labor within the Baihuang team.

"Now, we have come to the Bonus Islands, but we are not familiar with the environment here, so the investigation work is very important. Sister Qiao is in charge of this."

Qiao Rui nodded with a smile: "No problem, the cooling time of the Falcon Spirit is still two hours away."

Bai Xiaowen continued: "The bases of the snake people are all on the bottom of the sea, and the detection by the spirit of the falcon is not enough. Shuyi, you and Cecilia, together with a few elite sailors, use this magic conch to dive into the bottom of the sea Carry out a surprise attack, catch some snake people, and get detailed information."

After a pause, Bai Xiaowen said again: "Both ghost boats have assault boats, and both have diving functions. You can just take one or two assault boats to go into the sea... Well, I will let Delifa follow you Go, her mental scanning ability can give you the upper hand."

As a descended creature, Delifa has an independent mental scanning ability, which is completely different from the dead bone magician.

"What about you?" Li Shuyi asked. She was a little uncertain and wanted Bai Xiaowen to follow.

Bai Xiaowen said with a smile: "I'm going to contact the human commander... Otherwise, it's still too reluctant to deal with the deep sea lord Vazatas based on the forces we have gathered so far. We must learn to take advantage of the situation."

...

Zakalo Island, one of the largest islands in the Bonus Sea, was originally the "Pearl of Calcino" and has a natural port "Port Zakalo". However, after the snakemen ravaged this sea area, no merchant ships were willing to resupply here anymore.

Today, all the warships moored in Zakalo Port are human warships, and these warships have different styles.

The keel warship of the northern kingdom "Yolni" is rough in workmanship and huge in size, in stark contrast to the petite and exquisite warship with complicated patterns and green leaves everywhere - the latter is the elf kingdom "Sistil" The entire ship was transformed from an ancient war tree.

Next to it, there is the iron-clad ship of the dwarf kingdom "Torin", which is very different from the poorly crafted wooden ship next to it, almost two eras behind. The latter is the ship of the inland kingdom "Artoria", that kingdom of knights, many people have never seen the sea in their lives...

"Seeing these uneven warships, I feel that the future of this Pan-Continental War is bleak."

A burly man with short hair and a simple giant sword behind his back walked in Zakalo Port and sighed softly, "Why can't we concentrate our financial resources and ask the dwarves to mass-produce ironclad ships?"

"This is not your style, Lord Alexei Yahan." A blue-robed female mage following behind the man with the giant sword blinked and said.

"I'm just talking in private, Miss Catherine." Yahan showed a wry smile.

"As your adjutant, I must remind you... this kind of weak attitude will only lower the morale of the coalition forces," said the blue-robed female mage Catherine.

"You're right. I won't say that again."

Yahan raised his head, looked at the gloomy sky, the dark clouds that could be reached with his hands, and sighed: "If the prophet was here...with his guidance, we wouldn't be so lost."

Suddenly, a chirping of eagles sounded from a distance, and a white shadow flew over from the sky.