Chapter 74 The Horn of the Storm
On the fourth day after Xiao En arrived in Memphitos, under the cover of night, five fully armed pirate ships flying the Black Crow flag quietly anchored on an uninhabited deserted island.
The Foreboding, the ship of the pirate baron Rick Holder.
"Boss, are we really going to help the Montel family deal with the evil ghost pirates? The ghost hand is not a good guy."
After taking a sip of the wine, Da Jinya looked at Riske and said carelessly.
Hearing this, Lisike glanced at Da Jinya, but didn't pay much attention to it. Da Jinya has such a character.
Of course, he knew that not only Da Jinya had doubts about this issue, but also the other bosses, but they didn't speak out because they were afraid of breaking a taboo.
"I know that you are all confused, but you have to believe that Black Crow never trades at a loss, and all your efforts will be worthwhile."
Riske's tone was erratic, with an indescribable mystery.
Seeing that his subordinates were still puzzled, a smile appeared on the corner of Lisk's mouth.
"You don't need to be too nervous to deal with the evil ghost pirates this time. We probably only need to go through a cutscene. The Montel family is far stronger than you think."
At the end, Riske's voice sank.
Due to his own talent, his perception of aura far exceeds that of ordinary extraordinary people, and it is precisely because of this that he compromised at the end when he was in the small manor, and once again increased his bargaining chips in exchange for the Montel family's friendship.
With his extraordinary perception, when he was in the small manor, he clearly felt that there were two terrifying auras locking him in the distance. As long as he made any abnormal movements, he would be struck by thunder.
Although he didn't see the masters of these two terrifying auras, he knew that both of them should be fourth-order transcendents.
With two extraordinary fourth-order transcendents, even if the fleet does not have an advantage, the Montel family will still win, the problem is only the length of time and the size of the price.
"This is a battle whose outcome is already set."
Finally, after saying something that made his subordinates puzzled, Lisk left the cabin alone. It was time for him to read.
On the fifth day after Sean arrived in Memphitos, three three-masted sailing ships flying the golden oak flag of the Montell family set sail from the port of Memphitus.
City Hall, the highest point of Memphitus.
Looking down at the entire Memphitus, Asim Bansain's eyes drifted away, as if he saw the port full of sails.
"Little Montel is leaving?"
"Yes, Count."
"Is there anyone special in there?"
"No, it's still those people, just summoned some followers."
"That's it, then let's see what this little Montel's cards are. To be honest, I'm really curious."
Hearing Asim's words, the secretary hesitated for a moment, then said:
"My lord, someone sent a boat to catch up with Sir Sean's fleet. Should we also send someone to follow up to see the result?"
"No need, some people always don't know what to do. Is it really a joke to talk about the inhumans of the fourth-order transcendent?"
Looking back, Asim glanced at his secretary.
"How about this, you ask the intelligence room to send a few people who are good at trace restoration to follow those people from a distance to see if they can get some useful information."
After thinking about it, I was really curious about Sean's response, and Asim spoke again.
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On the sea, three three-masted sailboats cut through the waves, with their sails fully stretched, and were sailing fast.
This time, the three three-masted sailing ships Sean mobilized were all armed merchant ships. Although they were inferior to warships in terms of firepower, they were also much stronger than ordinary pirate ships.
Pioneer number, temporary flagship.
"Sir,
A tail followed behind. "
Looking at Sean who was standing on the deck, looking out to the sea, the captain came behind him and said in a low voice.
"Don't worry about them for the time being, wait until they are far away from Memphitus."
Without looking back, Sean said casually, this is just a trivial matter, not worth worrying about, since he can't see the situation clearly, just stay away and solve it casually.
At night, the wind blows and the waves burst, but it is a comfortable scene, but at this moment the old hound Bonnard's face is heavy.
The wreckage of the ship was faintly visible at the entrance, and the burning flames reflected the sea surface red.
Bonnard, the old hound, belongs to the Memphitus intelligence room. He is proficient in trace science, has experience, and is good at discovering the truth of things from subtleties.
Bonnard came to his own conclusions after careful observation as the Clipper approached the wreckage.
There were two people who shot, one should be the fourth-order transcendent of the Montel family, and the two dismembered ships should be his handwriting, and the traces left are consistent with the previous information, using the kind of The unknown secret skill that can issue flying slashes, and the other should be good at manipulating flames. The burning ship is his masterpiece, and it is most likely Sean's pet, the flame flying dragon.
"Old Hound, do we still have to catch up?"
On the clipper ship, although Bonnard's colleague was not as proficient in trace science as Bonnard, he also clearly knew how dangerous it would be to continue tracking.
"Keep chasing, but we're going to slow down."
Gritting his teeth, Bonnard said.
In fact, at this time, everyone on the Clipper knows that it is unrealistic to stop tracking at this moment. They have no choice at all, but how to chase and whether they can catch up in the end are another matter.
At the same time, on the other side, on the unnamed deserted island, Sean's fleet and Riske's Black Crow Pirates have joined together.
After a short period of integration, in order to reduce the risk of being discovered, under the cover of night and guided by the Black Crow Pirates, eight sailboats lifted anchor and left the deserted island.
Woohoo, the inexplicable horn sounded, and the strong wind condensed out of thin air, blowing the sails of the ship.
"Full sail, rudder to starboard."
"Full sail, rudder to starboard."
Shouts sounded one after another, the sails were fully opened, and under the sudden gust of wind, the fleet sailed towards the endless sea like an arrow leaving the string.
On the Pioneer, looking at the palm-sized silver horn in Lisk's hand, Xiao En's eyes flashed a strange color.
"War wonder, I have to say that Mr. Riske gave me a surprise."
"It's nothing, it's just a Tier 3 wonder."
Passing the horn to Sean, Lisk shook his head and said.
"May I know its name?"
"The Horn of the Storm."
"Good name."
After playing with the Horn of the Storm for a while, Sean returned it to Riske.
The gale horn can set off strong winds. Although the wind level is not high enough and too scattered, the actual lethality is not enough, but in the era of sailing warships, such a strange thing is indeed a treasure in the sea, and the war is worthy of the name, but With the advent of the Ironclad Ship era, this strange object may become an ordinary third-order strange object, and will no longer be called a war strange object.