Skeletons Beating People

The Merchant Association Representatives huddled in the corner, their eyes wide and mouths agape, yet not a sound came out.

What was that?

Flames had risen into the sky.

Before everyone could see clearly, the waves churned and the ship rocked violently, sending everyone tumbling into a heap.

Stede, the alchemy Vice Guild Master, saw everyone's expressions.

He pulled himself up against the railing and shouted excitedly, "Treasure Island has offended the gods. This is a warning from heaven. Treasure Island will be the next to be swallowed by the fire dragon."

Everyone's faces turned even uglier.

Just then, the lookout on the mast shouted, "Treasure Island's navy is coming!"

They turned back to see warships flying Treasure Island's flag approaching.

Once they reached a certain distance, a booming voice carried over. "Cocktail Island is testing weapons. Merchant Association fleet, do not stop. Continue forward."

Treasure Island was testing a new weapon?

That enormous sound just now had been a weapon?

To hell with offending the gods. That was Treasure Island's weapon.

Everyone looked toward Stede. He stood there blankly, his gaze darting away from the naval ships.

The ships sailed around the area.

The Merchant Association Representatives gathered together again and continued discussing cooperation with Treasure Island.

As for Stede's proposal—

Forget it. He was probably hiding somewhere and trembling now.

Cocktail Island.

Wu Heng descended from the Flying Carpet and looked at the deep pit left in the ground.

The Electromagnetic Cannon shell was still buried deep underground.

They had tested three types of shells in total. Fire, Poison Gas, and lightning had all produced their intended effects.

It looked quite good.

Now it would depend on what situations they were used in.

"I still think the fire one looks the best."

Beni smiled. "The lightning one