The Devil-This Man Was Definitely the Devil!

With David Jones dead, Calypso's anger subsided, and the Great Maelstrom vanished without a trace.

The Flying Dutchman sank into the deep sea, and the new captain and crew never reappeared.

Unlike before, when David Jones was idle all day because no one was watching him and he could do whatever he wanted, now that Calypso has broken the seal, he certainly won't let the dead go unguided. The new captain will have to work overtime as soon as he takes office.

The Black Pearl broke out of the Great Maelstrom. The pirates had no time to celebrate their victory. The densely packed naval fleet was arrayed in the distant sea, and the real test was about to begin.

On the Endeavour, Lord Beckett lowered his binoculars. "David Jones and his ship are sunk. Now it's our turn. Give the order to set sail and sink all the pirates in one fell swoop."

The Endeavour was positioned in the center of the fleet, firmly protected by the surrounding stars. This was standard procedure. The flagship was the warship where the fleet commander was stationed, and it held the fate of the entire fleet in its hands. Once war broke out, it was the most important ship that all the warships would fight to the death to protect.

This is similar to a commander-in-chief sitting in the army, strategizing and directing thousands of troops. The flagship, which bears the fate of the entire fleet, does not need to charge into battle; its job is to coordinate the entire army.

Like in the original story, the Endeavour led the charge, only to be defeated amidst cheers and laughter. The Britain fleet, left without a commander, was forced to retreat, handing victory over to the pirates... Well, perhaps Lord Beckett was possessed by Guan Yu (a legendary Chinese general known for his loyalty and courage).

As for the Britain fleet of over 200 warships, the goddess was so frightened that she scattered like crabs and ran away, but she didn't fight the dilapidated pirate ships. She just left without saying a word, which can also be explained.

Uh... um... eh...

Ahem, the Britain Navy is known for its strict discipline and adherence to regulations. Violators are often beheaded or hanged. Without the flagship in command, no one dares to overstep their authority and start a war.

Just like a car mechanic, it's perfectly reasonable and logical for him to hide a wrench and hammer in his crotch...

That's it! The plot is well-constructed, the logic is very smooth, it fits the historical context, there are no bugs, and it doesn't need any forced explanations!

As expected, the Flying Dutchman embarks on a long-haul mission, delivering the souls of those who perished at sea, unable to join forces with the Black Pearl; the Endeavour, also as expected, remains holed up in the middle of the fleet, it's time for the cannons to clash.

"Barbossa, is the goddess's protection still there?"

The pirates were terrified and at a loss, looking like they had lost their parents and wanted to ask for leave to go home. The Britain fleet was a dominant force on the sea, both in terms of quantity and quality. In comparison, the pirate guild was just a bunch of petty thugs who preyed on local thugs. They might be good at bullying merchant ships, but if they went head-to-head with the fleet, they would only face certain death.

It has nothing to do with courage; the difference in equipment is like comparing weight classes. How can you fight against a Gundam with your bare hands?

Barbossa was sweating profusely. The pirate guild's 50 dilapidated ships were no match for a single volley from the enemy. The outcome was already decided. What good could he possibly do?

Jack quietly retreated behind the crowd, silently lowered the small boat, not out of fear of death, but because such a death was too unworthy. Dying at sea was the romance of pirates, but being shot to death by cannons was absolutely unacceptable; he wanted to be a pirate who died drunk on rum.

Jack was quietly lowering the rope when he suddenly caught sight of Russell at the bow of the ship. He paused, and then, as if possessed, walked over to him.

"Captain, what are you looking at?" Jack asked, his fingers twirling. His intuition told him that Russell definitely had a trump card up his sleeve.

"I'm wondering... is Great Tsunami better, or Great Maelstrom better?"

Jack, puzzled, shrugged and said, "If it's Great Maelstrom of the same magnitude as before, it won't do much damage to the fleet and won't change the overall situation, so let's go for Great Tsunami!"

"That makes sense, then let's have Great Tsunami."

Russell nodded, silently trying to use the Great Tsunami Skill Card, but the system indicated that it could not be used due to the strict requirement of contact with seawater.

Russell was immediately heartbroken. He rarely wanted to keep a low profile, but he was forced to show off. This system was really terrible.

Although unwilling, the reality was cruel; if he didn't go to hell, who would? With a humble heart, Russell jumped off the Black Pearl, his feet sinking into the seawater, his hands pressed tightly against the surface.

"System, use 'Skill Card: Great Tsunami'!"

[Skill Card: Great Tsunami (Imagine a disaster movie scene)]

A visible sound wave emanated from Russell's feet, spreading forward along a fan-shaped trajectory. All the pirate ships, including the Black Pearl, shuddered violently. Jack, standing at the bow, hurriedly grabbed the gunwale, his eyes fixed on Russell below.

Barbossa and the others rushed over. "Jack, what's wrong now?"

"The captain put his hand on the sea, and then..." Jack pointed to the area below the bow of the ship, and, not knowing how to describe it, made a big explosion gesture with his hands.

"Boom! Boom! Rumble—"

A series of muffled explosions came from beneath the sea, as if the world had turned upside down, and the seawater instantly turned into dark clouds, while the deafening sound was a series of thunderclaps.

The seawater churned and rolled, initially slowly with the waves becoming increasingly visible. But in the blink of an eye, the sea shed its subtle disguise and suddenly began to boil, the waves rising higher and higher.

Russell stood up, shaking his wet hands. With his understated movement, the waves expanded further. The sea where the pirate ship was located slowly sank, and the pumped-out seawater stirred up waves more than ten meters high in front of it.

Great Tsunami, stretching for several kilometers, was beginning to form, with waves rising one after another. If viewed from above, the sea looked like a crumpled blue sheet of paper, with wave after wave of spray. The sheer power of nature astonished everyone present.

The hurricane swept in out of nowhere, and the final Great Tsunami began to take shape. As it rapidly advanced, the waves piled up and grew higher and higher.

On board the Black Pearl, everyone gasped in shock at the sight, their eyes filled with horror. The Britain fleet had been caught in Great Tsunami; the consequences were predictable. However, this was not a natural disaster, but rather a result of human error...

Jack swallowed hard. "I'll ask you one more time, Xiao Feng didn't say anything bad about me back then, did he?"

Elizabeth shook her head blankly. "No, no one said anything bad about you. I was the only one who said you were a pirate liar."

"..."

Jack's eyes bulged out. "You vicious woman, why do you always speak the truth?"

Britain Fleet, the Endeavour.

Lord Beckett's arm gave way, and the telescope clattered to the deck. The sudden disaster filled him with despair. He could only pray that the warship was of good quality; otherwise, today would be his death day, and even if he survived the Great Tsunami, the king would not let him go.

A tsunami stretching for kilometers across the sea was approaching the large fleet. The ever-rising sea walls crashed down, white waves soaring into the sky, and the immense power contained within the seawater was released in an instant. The terrifying energy propelled the warships into the clouds.

The warship's towering hull now appeared as tiny as a flat boat, drifting with the current, being overturned row after row by huge waves, until only broken planks remained after a few waves.

The Black Pearl was deathly silent. Even from a great distance, they could feel the terrifying impact with their own eyes.

Even the well-traveled Barbossa felt his mouth go dry and his scalp tingle. The devastating ocean made it hard for him to breathe, and he couldn't help but imagine the tragic scene after the tsunami, with And Then There Were None and everyone buried at the bottom of the sea.

The Britain fleet was finished, Britain, the maritime hegemon, was finished. A vast empire was destroyed in an instant, all because of one person who patted the sea.

"I must be dreaming..."

Jack said absentmindedly, his eyes still filled with disbelief, as he slapped Barbo... then, after thinking for a moment, he slapped the first mate Gibbs across the face.

"Smack!"

Gibbs remained motionless, frozen in place. Jack blinked twice. "It really was a dream. It didn't hurt at all."

"Boom! Boom! Rumble—"

The sound was like thunder!

The brutal and merciless Great Tsunami ravaged the entire area, tearing wooden sailboats to pieces. Even those who managed to escape one wave would be swallowed up by the towering waves that followed.

There's no way to escape; death is the only outcome!

After an unknown amount of time, the Great Tsunami finally stopped, the darkness that had swallowed everything dissipated, and the sea returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

The warm sunlight shone down again, illuminating the cold hands and feet of the crowd. As bystanders, they witnessed the destruction of an invincible fleet.

Russell jumped onto the bow of the Black Pearl, shook the water off his boots, and headed towards the captain's cabin. The crew quickly made way for him, watching him leave with utmost respect, not daring to breathe loudly.

"Look, there's another ship over there! There's another ship that hasn't sunk!"

"Who's so lucky to have survived this?"

Barbossa snatched the binoculars and exclaimed in surprise, "The Endeavour, the flagship of the Britain fleet, is still here!"

The flagship was still alive, which meant the naval battle wasn't over, even if all 200 warships were lost. Everyone looked at Russell, Barbossa asked, "Sir, should we sink it?"

Russell waved his hand without turning his head. "Forget it, the fact that it's still alive means it's not meant to die. Let it go. After all, one should be lenient when possible. Heaven cherishes life, and I'm not one to kill without mercy."

"You are truly kind!" Barbossa immediately removed his hat, bowed, and offered a flattering gesture.

"Yes, you are so kind!" Jack quickly added, annoyed that he was a step too late.

"Is it alright?" Elizabeth tugged at Turner's sleeve and whispered, "The flagship is still here. This naval battle is not over yet. We should sink the Endeavour and let it die like a warrior, instead of living a miserable life."

Although her father was dead and Elizabeth had no more attachment to the country, out of respect, she felt it would be too cruel to let the Endeavour return alone.

Elizabeth's voice was very soft, but Russell still heard it. He stopped and nodded in agreement, saying, "Then give it the honor of a warrior, and declare to the world that the East India Company won the battle, that the pirates were utterly defeated, accidentally sank 200 warships, and were chased away by the Endeavour."

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This man is a devil! He's absolutely a devil!