"Charge! Ram the Black Tulip!" Odys ordered at the top of his lungs.
He knew Admiral Hell's flagship was a Ghost Ship far more powerful than the Skeleton or the Ghost. A single shot from the Spirit Wave Cannon could never destroy it.
It looked as though it had sunk, with only a small section of its hull above water, but it could resurface at any moment.
Klein understood Odys's concern. He watched the Black Tulip from the deck, ready to strike at any time.
The Golden Dream came up behind them, preparing to join the Argo in attacking the Black Tulip from both sides.
As things stood, the Future had Cattleya, Anderson, and the others aboard. They did not need help.
If Odys and Edwina led their crews aboard without warning, they might only cause a misunderstanding.
They were better off concentrating everything on the Black Tulip. In theory, Admiral of Mysteries and Vice Admiral Iceberg together should be enough to kill Admiral Hell.
In theory, at least. The Black Tulip remained a huge unknown.
Pirate Admirals did not sail ordinary ships.
Whoosh—
Just as Odys had expected, the Black Tulip rolled up from beneath the sea shortly after the Argo began its charge.
The Spirit Wave Cannon's attack had come so suddenly that Odys was already ordering it to fire by the time Ludwell's spiritual intuition sensed danger.
Ludwell had reacted by rolling the entire Black Tulip into the sea and summoning the dead to protect it.
But a ship over a hundred meters long could not simply roll over on command.
The violent explosion and the ship's abrupt roll had already damaged the Black Tulip. One mast had snapped, and a large section of the hull had shifted badly, as though it might fall apart at any