Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon Experimental Model I-1
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Port Tyler
Over a hundred heads were simply pickled with Lime and then neatly piled into Jingguan, placed in the very center of the harbor. With the impending decisive battle between the two Pirate King, Trade along the entire South Coast temporarily ceased. Cargo ships were all docked in the harbor, not daring to set sail at this time, for fear of being affected by the Pirate King ' battle. War is always the most Destruction thing, and the chaos of war Time of Troubles has completely Destruction the current prosperity of the continent.
One Warship after another approached Port Tyler!
When the fleets from Shipwreck Bay, Overseas Islands, and Port Tyler converged, people were astonished to find that the Headhunter, Soren, had unknowingly amassed hundreds of warships, enough to rival the navy of an entire kingdom. One by one, the Warship gradually docked, and then groups of fully armed, menacing pirates gathered. They came from many places, including Boss of large pirate groups and captains of smaller ones.
Their arrival stemmed more from their fear of Soren and their confidence in his victory.
Because Soren defeated the King of the Swamp, because he controlled the Dragonhead Warship (the dragon's head), because he conquered a Northern Witch, and because legend has it that he also possessed a Ghost Ship, etc...
Even pirates active near the City of Wealth came to join them. The Church of Fortune's actions couldn't be hidden from these local strongmen; they coveted the wealth of the Eastern Route. It was a much bigger pie than the Overseas Islands. Goods from the East, no matter what they were, yielded several times the profit. Pirate King Asroder firmly controlled the Eastern Route, and they had no chance to interfere. But if they helped Soren defeat Pirate King Asroder, a share of the profits from the Eastern Route would definitely be allocated.
South Coast region.
The true value of the Overseas Islands lies in the mines occupied by the indigenous people. If these mines cannot be seized from the indigenous tribes, then the value of the Overseas Islands shipping routes is only one-third of that of the Eastern Route.
The only problem is that the Eastern Route is more dangerous, and a round trip takes longer!
"Your Mightiness!"
The Half-Elf first mate appeared before Soren and said in a deep voice, "One hundred and twenty-one Warship have already responded to the call, carrying a total of three thousand two hundred and fifteen pirates capable of fighting. Some more pirate leaders who responded are still on their way and are expected to arrive in a day or two."
Soren was the Pirate King.
He's like the chief leader of a bandit gang; if you don't respond to his call to arms, you'll be purged after the war ends.
This is the right of the Pirate King!
Even those who weren't Soren's direct subordinates had to obey his orders, including the smaller groups of pirates operating along the South Coast.
"We can't wait that long!"
Soren stood on the deck of the Dragonhead Warship, gazing into the distance, and said in a deep voice, "We can't wait that long. We'll set off to attack Sand Fury Island tomorrow."
"Yes!" the Half-Elf first mate replied solemnly.
That night.
The Port Tyler was completely different from what it used to be. The streets were no longer filled with the laughter and merriment of the crowds, and the taverns were eerily quiet. People spoke in hushed tones. The sheriff in charge of managing Port Tyler was somewhat alarmed, doubling the number of patrols and Guard, and even secretly visiting the Naga Priestess at the Temple of the Sea. Soren had gathered far too many men; so many pirates were enough to conquer Port Tyler. If chaos ensued, the consequences would be dire.
The indigenous people of Port Tyler kept their doors tightly shut, and there were no idlers to be seen on the streets.
Only the Port District remained brightly lit until dawn. Squads of Toughness pirates could be seen loading weapons and supplies onto Warship; heavy cannons and crates of gunpowder filled the air, and the atmosphere of war hung over the island city.
the next day.
The person Soren was waiting for arrived. It was a gift that Goria had prepared for him.
As a Portal appeared, a stern-faced Northern Witch of about forty years old appeared, with two other young Northern Witch standing behind her.
"Lord Soren?"
The stern-faced middle-aged Witch glanced at Soren and nodded slightly, saying, "Councilor Goria has applied for an A-level authorization, granting her the right to call upon any A-level strategic resources of the Northern Witches Council."
"These are the strategic supplies she requested; please receive them personally!"
Soren had just nodded in acknowledgment when the stern-faced middle-aged Witch in front of him cast Spell to open a Portal. The space before them then connected to the interior of a Wizard Tower. The Portal lasted only a short time, and the interior was not clearly visible, but it was clear that it was a magnificent Laboratory. Immediately afterwards, two enormous Steel Golem appeared, carrying out something that resembled a mortar but was only superficially similar.
"Experimental Model i-1 of the Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon"
The stern-faced middle-aged Witch stared at Soren with a serious expression and said in a deep voice, "The Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon is fully charged, but please note that it can only fire one energy pulse attack!..."
"The experimental i-1 model of the Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon belongs to the Witches' Council's Class A strategic material. As an experimental model, it can conduct a long-range energy pulse strike with an effective range of 120 kilometers and an actual range of 50 kilometers. Since there is no Wizard Tower to operate it from the central point, I suggest you attack within 30 kilometers."
"Councilor Goria applied for a call permission; the Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon still belongs to the Witches' Council."
"If any damage occurs, you will compensate the Witches' Council with 3.6 million Gold Daler."
The stern-faced middle-aged Witch took out a file engraved with magical runes and handed it to Soren, saying in a deep voice, "These two Steel Golem are responsible for protecting the experimental model I-1 of the Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon, and will operate it to attack according to your orders. Please note! Protect this weapon at all costs; it is one of the few remaining experimental subjects of the Witches' Council. If any damage occurs, Councilor Goria's authorization will be punished."
Soren nodded silently, then took out a ring that resembled a coat of arms and gently pressed it onto the file.
A Spell inspiration appeared.
The middle-aged Witch pointed towards the Dragonhead Warship, and two Steel Golem carried the Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon onto the deck. It was a weapon that looked somewhat like a mortar, different from the ones Soren had seen in the City of Half-Elves; it seemed to be a replica of the Witches' Council's design. The barrel's curves were remarkably smooth. The slender barrel had no opening, and the trajectory consisted of three intersecting Rune markings, ending in a purple, obelisk-like gem. This was not a traditional Alchemy gunpowder weapon, but rather an energy weapon originating from the Arcane Empire era.
to be honest.
Soren wasn't even sure how powerful it was, but it certainly didn't look like it would disappoint him.
Because it has a strong science fiction feel reminiscent of the Interstellar Era!
The base of the Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon was a square Alchemy structure, somewhat resembling Golem's Polymorph device. After being loaded onto the deck, it automatically extended a support frame for fixation. The cannon barrel was only the size of an adult's arm, a lustrous silver-white color. Soren touched it slightly and discovered a large amount of Mithril within; only Mithril could withstand such a massive energy output without obstructing energy transmission. This Alchemy device, from the Arcane Empire era, was completely beyond Soren's current understanding.
However, he felt that this weapon was probably not too far off from the electromagnetic pulse cannons of the Interstellar Era!
It was purely an intuition.
He still felt a deep sense of awe towards an Arcane Magic capable of sending cities into the sky and transforming them into Floating City.
"Delivery complete."
The stern-faced middle-aged Witch glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Lord Soren! Please protect it carefully. After the energy is emitted, we will automatically track its spatial coordinates and teleport it back."
After saying that, she opened a directional Portal and left with the two young Witch behind her.
"Set off!"
Soren glanced at the others, then ordered his men to cover them up, leaving only two Steel Golem guarding the Magical Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon.
He stood on the high platform of the Dragonhead Warship, looking down at the others, and said, "Head to Sand Fury Island!"
Waaaaah!
A mournful bugle call sounded.
As the Dragonhead Warship led the way out of the port, all the Warship docked nearby followed suit, and over a hundred pirate ships sailed into the sea, heading towards the Sand Fury Island occupied by Asroder.
Pirate flags fluttered in the wind.
A fleet of pirate Warship of various designs sailed along the Eastern Route, and they would enter Asroder ' territory in a day.
The deep sea region, invisible to the naked eye.
A dilapidated Ghost Ship was also moving slowly forward. The Undead bound to its hull worked expressionlessly, only revealing a hint of thirst for Slaughter when marine creatures appeared nearby.
[Ghost Ship] - The Speaker of the Dead.
It was hungry.
As Ghost Ship with Hit Points, it was given Animate Life Spell by Legendary powerhouse. It feeds on death, flesh, and souls, but since the battle with the King of the Swamp, it has fallen silent and has never had the chance to taste blood Slaughter again. As Undead Animate Life, it has no intelligence, but it possesses the instinct of hunger as a living being.
It longs for death!
Another, deeper area of the sea.
As if sensing a call from somewhere, a massive shadow rose from the seabed, the first thing to be revealed being the bone spurs on its back, each as thick as an adult's arm and as sharp as javelins.
The enormous black shadow rose to the surface of the sea, paused for a moment, and then sped off in one direction.
The owner is calling it!
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