A pirate clipper was speeding toward a merchant ship up ahead.
Towering waves pounded against the wooden vessel, which was dozens of meters long, making it rock violently.
With the ship already moving at full speed, every time its bow plunged, great sprays of water surged over the deck.
But these pirates, who lived by the sword, had long since grown used to it.
Watching the merchant ship ahead make a desperate turn, the pirates at the helm all wore bloodthirsty smiles.
The Admiral of Blood never restrained his subordinates. If anything, he indulged them, letting them give free rein to their desires.
He himself was even more depraved. Men, women—even humanoid creatures—it made no difference to him!
Among the Seven Pirate Generals, this crew was infamous for being second only to the Hell Admiral's.
In some people's eyes, they were even worse!
"Haha, fighting Vice Admiral Iceberg head-on would be risky. Good thing the boss knows how to seize an opportunity."
A gap-toothed pirate at the helm grinned excitedly as he turned the wheel, speaking to the defiant-looking man beside him.
This was Huntley, captain of the Admiral of Blood's sixth ship, known as "Blood Thorn." A bounty of over four thousand Gold Pounds was on his head.
He was also a Sequence Seven Priest of Harvest.
He could stimulate all kinds of plant seeds for use in battle, and he loved using thorny vines to torment people. That was how he earned the name "Blood Thorn."
Hearing the helmsman's flattery, Huntley, "Blood Thorn," snorted.
"If you don't know how to talk, then don't. The way you put it, you'd think we were running away. We're using our faster ship to test the unknown enemy first. Who knows if there's someone troublesome aboard? What if there's a high-sequence Beyonder—or