Sorry, Because I Am Too Weak

"The Ring of the Ram?!"

The name of the magic ring, along with its related knowledge, instantly flashed through Zuo Si's mind. His eyes revealed immense surprise and caution.

At the same time, he secretly felt fortunate that he hadn't acted rashly.

Otherwise, if he had taken a direct hit, the opponent could have turned the tables.

The Ring of the Ram, also known as the Impact Ring or the Castle Breaker Ring.

Just as it had demonstrated moments ago, it could conjure the illusion of a ram's head, which would then violently collide with any target within a radius of about eighteen meters, while also affecting any creature or object in its direct path.

Its power was sufficient to easily break open a locked door or a not-so-sturdy wall.

In short, due to its simple and convenient release, and the fact that it left opponents almost no time to react, this item's effect in combat could often be astonishing.

It was clear that Harlett's Ring of the Ram was most likely prepared for naval warfare.

When two ships drew close and prepared for boarding, he could simply activate the spell stored within the ring to instantly send a large group of people on deck plunging into the sea.

Or, he could directly punch a hole in the opponent's ship, causing the entire vessel to slowly sink into the ocean.

Similarly, the Ring of the Ram posed a significant threat to any spellcaster.

Especially when spellcasting classes like Wizards and Clerics began chanting spells and entering a state of concentration, a single impact could not only deal immense damage but also interrupt their casting.

Zuo Si was quite certain that with his current frail body, if he were hit by the Ring of the Ram, his bones and internal organs would likely shatter, leading to instant death with no chance of rescue.

Fortunately!

Due to the frenzied assault from the Undead Creatures, Harlett couldn't afford to hold back his trump cards anymore.

In the blink of an eye, he used up the charge in the magic ring, eliminating a large number of the surging Zombies.

His pirates took advantage of the moment the undead were being knocked down en masse by the Ring of the Ram, charging forward to slaughter them.

At this point, fewer than twenty Zombies remained on the beach.

Most importantly, after expending the charge of the Ring of the Ram, the Pirate Captain had not used any other magic items.

Even as his subordinates were heavily injured and killed one after another, he himself had sustained several wounds.

Was he at the end of his rope?

Watching the undead he had converted being eliminated one by one, and with the number of pirates dwindling to only six, Zuo Si could no longer sit still.

If he didn't act soon, once all the Zombies were dead, the enemy would be able to jump into their small boat and escape.

"Let's go, Raid, it's our turn to make an appearance."

Zuo Si patted the Big Cat beside him and left their hiding spot, walking directly towards the beach. In a short while, they appeared within the enemy's line of sight.

"What is that?!"

Harlett, covered in blood, cut down the last Zombie and squinted, staring intently at the two blurry figures in the distance.

As he was also human, he lacked the ability to see in the dark like the Hobgoblins and Half-orcs.

"Captain! It's a slender, short humanoid and a feline!"

The Hobgoblin, with only one arm still functional, endured the intense pain and relayed what he saw.

"A short humanoid and a feline? Could that be the master the suicidal warrior kept mentioning?"

Harlett's expression immediately turned extremely grim.

This was because he could already guess that their appearance at this moment was due to him having exhausted almost all his subordinates and magic items while fighting the Undead Creatures.

As for the description "slender and short," the Pirate Captain interpreted it as the enemy being a Gnome or a Halfling.

On the Faerun Continent, these two races were generally about the same height as human children.

And they were also intelligent enough to become spellcasters.

Especially Wizards and Sorcerers who used arcane magic.

Soon, as the distance between the two sides continued to close, the pirates finally got a clear look at the approaching figures.

It wasn't a Gnome or a Halfling as Harlett had assumed, but a human boy who looked no older than ten years old.

Closely following the boy was a robust Leopard whose eyes glowed with a terrifying, eerie light.

This bizarre combination not only stunned the surviving pirates present but also caused their captain to wear an expression of disbelief.

Harlett couldn't believe that a child who appeared completely harmless could be a terrifying Necromancer, and one who was manipulating him like a puppet.

From the intelligence obtained by the overlooked ambush reconnaissance team, to poisoning the soup under the cover of darkness, then using his subordinates to mislead and deceive under the guise of negotiation, successfully rescuing the captives from the merchant ship, making him personally force the unknown liquid called "antidote" into the mouths of the poisoned, turning them into undead, and finally activating the magic ritual through sacrifice to command the undead to attack…

This series of insane operations, by all accounts, seemed like master-level tactics that one could only master after decades of maneuvering through schemes and conspiracies.

Moreover, the entire process was seamless, with each step flowing into the next. Even as an enemy, one couldn't help but want to applaud him loudly.

The insidious, cold, and calculating nature subtly revealed throughout the process, contrasted sharply with his current appearance, making one wonder if they were trapped in a terrible nightmare.

"Good evening, everyone. Are you satisfied with the grand welcoming ceremony I so meticulously prepared?" Zuo Si initiated the conversation first, using a provocative tone.

There was no need to ask; he was clearly trying to enrage the opponent, making them completely lose their last shred of sanity.

An enemy who had lost their reason was always easier to deal with than one who remained calm.

This was also a valuable lesson learned during my time living in the Floating City Tower.

Unfortunately, Harlett had already been stimulated enough that evening, and the rage within him cooled down with the pain from his wounds.

He was silent for a few seconds before questioning in a very calm tone, "Why did you do this? Do we have any enmity between us?"

Zuo Si gently shook his head, "No, we have no enmity between us. The reason I had to take you out is because you and your subordinates landing on the island posed a threat to my personal safety. To eliminate this threat, I had to strike first. Besides that, I also happened to need a ship."

"Just because you felt we were a threat, you killed almost all of my subordinates?!"

Harlett's tone suddenly rose several degrees, and his gaze was as if he were looking at a mentally deranged lunatic.

Because for most people, they wouldn't slaughter over two hundred people with such intense and cruel methods simply because they felt threatened, even if they were a group of pirates.

"Sorry! It's because I was too weak.

I couldn't interact and negotiate with you while ensuring my own safety.

So, I could only choose to strike first and eliminate you all.

Anyway, you are all pirates who do all sorts of evil deeds, and every one of you has the blood of innocents on your hands. You all deserve to die.

Finally, to correct you, my goal was not only to eliminate all your subordinates but also to eliminate you yourself.

Cutting the grass and removing the roots is a good habit; it ensures that no future trouble is left behind."

After saying this, Zuo Si slowly raised his arm, revealing the ruby ring he wore on his finger.

After a day and night of recovery, this [Ring of Chain Fireball] could be activated again and unleash a surprisingly powerful evocation fire magic.