Blooding the Banner

This night was destined to be extraordinary for many.

Just as Soren was actively preparing to fight the Pirate King Asroder, a secret meeting was also held in Qingquan Town, 150 kilometers north of White Horse City. This was a rather remote town, and because of its proximity to White Horse City, it had been slightly affected by the Ancient Red Dragon. However, people only knew that there was a Red Dragon near White Horse City, but did not know that it was a terrifying Ancient Red Dragon.

In this dark, secret room.

Five figures, completely shrouded in cloaks, sat down together, exchanged glances, and then nodded slightly.

Let's begin.

The first to speak was a woman, a very beautiful woman.

This woman possessed exquisitely beautiful features, but a striking scar ran from her forehead to her chin. The blood-red scar was an indelible mark, unforgettable at first glance. The beautiful woman lightly tapped the table, then turned her gaze to the others, slowly saying, "Now that we're all here, let's discuss how to deal with Reinhard. He somehow won over the Hell Poet, and now even the High Priest has fallen to him."

"The elite forces within the Church of Fear have been almost entirely wiped out; it won't be long before they fall under his control!"

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

The others present exchanged glances and seemed to fall silent.

That's right.

They were all Fear God Child.

Ever since the Vampire, and even Reinhard, were deified as Vampire Portfolio, the other Fear God Child have felt uneasy. This has forced them, who should have been hunting each other, to unite for survival. The five people present here were brought together by chance, which led to the current Round Table Council, where they discuss how to deal with the Vampire God Child.

What should we do now?

The speaker was a rather Toughness man, seemingly a Barbarian. He had extremely exaggerated muscles and a powerful physique. He tapped the table lightly and said in a deep voice, "Are we all just going to sit here and wait to die?"

A chilling voice rang out.

The thin man sitting in the left corner glanced at the others and slowly said, "The fact that we're sitting here suggests we trust each other to some extent. Perhaps if we join forces, we might not be no match for him!"

Join forces.

Upon hearing this, everyone else fell silent.

How can we join forces?

How can you ensure that everyone else will go all out in battle? How can you guarantee that they, as fellow Fear God Child, won't stab you in the back?

Getting them to sit together was already quite difficult.

The beautiful woman with a scar on her face glanced at the others who remained silent, then produced a Dossier out of thin air and handed it to the four people present, saying slowly, "This is the intelligence I've gathered."

"Can you take a look?"

The thin man was the first to pick it up. After quickly glancing at it, he handed it to the person next to him.

Soon everyone else had read it all.

"Throat Cutter?"

The burly barbarian put down the scroll and asked doubtfully, "What does this guy have to do with our affairs?"

The beautiful woman glanced at him, a hint of disdain in her eyes, and slowly said, "Notice the timing of his rise! It was precisely after the battle in the City of Wealth that he rapidly rose to prominence in the South Coast region!"

"And other Fear God Child appeared during that battle."

Her words caused everyone present to fall into deep thought. The man who had been silent until now slowly said, "You mean... he is also a Fear God Child?"

"How did this Throat Cutter rise so quickly to become the undisputed Pirate King of the South Coast?"

"They must be quite capable."

"If we can win him over as well, our chances of winning will undoubtedly increase significantly."

The beautiful woman seated at the head of the table chuckled softly, then said, "Things aren't that simple. I believe he's not just the Fear God Child, but rather the very first Fear God Child to awaken!"

"In other words."

"He is stronger than any of us!"

silence.

Upon hearing the beautiful woman's words, everyone present fell silent.

After a long while.

The thin man sitting in the corner looked up and asked, "So what should we do?"

Soren had no idea what was happening in the far south of the continent.

In fact.

He had assembled the fleet and set off by the next day. However, there was one more thing he needed to do before departing.

Knock knock knock!

The dull sound of war drums rang out.

Soren arrived at the port dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit. Behind him were squads of fully armed pirates, as well as elite pirates equipped with Dragonhide Armor and Supernatural Weapon.

Today is the day the war begins!

Soren needs to boost morale and give his men confidence in victory.

However, he didn't say much nonsense, nor did he promise any generous rewards, because there was no need for that.

Thump!

Soren stood on the high platform of the dock, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone present, then he said in a deep voice, "Raise the dragon's head!"

"Raise! The top spot!"

"Upgrade!!! To become the top leader!!!"

A loud shout came from below him, and then two burly and powerful elite pirates appeared, each carrying a huge dragon head on one side.

The grotesque White Dragon's head was carried out.

All the pirates who witnessed it with their own eyes couldn't help but show a hint of shock on their faces, and even Golden Priest and the others who were standing by watching the ceremony were surprised.

A White Dragon's head.

And it looks like the head of an adult Dragon!

"Rise!"

Amidst the pirates' shouts, the White Dragon's head was carried onto the Warship and finally secured to the Dragonhead Warship obtained after defeating the King of the Swamp.

This is the real Dragonhead Warship!

When the White Dragon's head was hung on the giant Dragonhead Warship, all the pirates nearby had bloodshot eyes and were filled with fervor. Many of them even pounded their chests with their fists and roared with a thirst for battle!

"It really is the dragon's head!"

A young woman's voice came from behind Golden Priest, whispering, "It seems we underestimated him. This Throat Cutter actually killed a fully grown Dragon! He used the dragon's head as a sacrificial offering to declare war. The morale boost for his men is astonishing! Look at those groups of pirates below, they all seem eager to rush to war with Asroder right now!"

Dragonhead Warship.

This Warship, which originally belonged to the King of the Swamp, was finally complete at this moment.

Soren stood on the high platform, looking down at everyone. His gaze lingered on Goria and Vivian for a moment, then with a clang, he drew his Scimitar and pointed it directly at the distant sea!

Rumble.

A sudden tremor came from the seabed, followed by the Seawater parting to the left and right. A dark mast emerged from the surging waves, and then a Ghost Ship, exuding an aura of death Slaughter, appeared before everyone's eyes. Wisps of mist spread out, blurring the Ghost Ship before them. Through the mist, they could only see the dilapidated hull and sails, and the wandering figures of the Wraith on the Ghost Ship.

The scent of death is spreading!

Golden Priest's face was filled with unconcealed shock, and the girl standing behind her also gaped in astonishment.

"Ghost Ship!..."

Golden Priest looked up at Soren's location and murmured, "He actually has a Ghost Ship!... It looks like Spectre Warship with near -Legendary strength!..."

Ghost Ship - [The Speaker of the Dead]!!!

The air of death silenced the other pirates for a moment. However, a power was brewing within each of them.

Soren looked down at them.

Finally, he raised his Scimitar and roared, "Fight!"

"War!!!"

A unified roar erupted as the elite pirates drew their weapons amidst a clang, unleashing a chorus of roars towards the sky.

"War!"

Soren let out another loud shout.

"War!!!"

The surrounding pirates reacted quickly, and then roared in unison, joining the elite pirates.

"War!"

Soren stood high above, his towering figure like a mountain, and let out a furious roar!

"War!!!"

A deafening roar erupted as all the pirates drew their weapons, their expressions filled with fervent excitement as they roared in unison.

"What an amazing guy!"

Golden Priest gazed at Soren standing on the high ground and murmured, "This guy is a master manipulator. These pirate taxi drivers are probably about to explode with anger!"

The young woman nodded in agreement and whispered, "It seems we need to reassess him."

On the other side.

Vivian stood in the corner, watching Soren above the crowd. A glint of light shone in her eyes as she murmured, "Brother looks so majestic right now!"

Goria next to her, didn't respond, but her gaze softened even more.

Only the Fallen Witch maintained a calm expression, her gaze fixed on Soren. Only a few subtle movements revealed that she was not as calm as she appeared.

The battle has begun!

The two most powerful Pirate King on the South Coast are about to clash!

The victor will gain dominance over the South Coast.

The losers, however, were never even remembered!

The Storm Lord has long dominated the Amazon Coast, seems quite silent. For nearly a century, she has never expanded her territory beyond the Amazon, and it seems she intends to observe this decisive battle between Pirate King from the sidelines.

No one knows who the final victor will be.

Therefore, in this decisive battle, the other forces on the South Coast chose to remain silent and await the final outcome.

(P. S.: That's all for today. I'm writing the final part of this volume very slowly.) (To be continued~^~)