After several unsuccessful ranged attacks, the Deathbirth Society's ranged Black Crow Enforcers stopped firing as well. At the same time, all the ships converged, forming a long, narrow pocket.
And the Nightmare Star was the prey about to enter that pocket.
"Why not go around?
They have strength in numbers. We should use flexible guerrilla tactics, stretch out the battle line, then pick them off one by one!"
As the Navigation Consultant, Cui Xiya offered Yang Yi advice from a professional perspective.
The Deathbirth Society's warning shots just now had genuinely startled her. If Yang Yi hadn't been there, she probably would have surrendered or taken control of the Nightmare Star and fled.
Yet Yang Yi showed no intention of taking a detour or retreating. He flew back and forth ahead of the Nightmare Star, getting used to his newly acquired Flame Wings.
"Actually, they might be the ones outnumbered."
Yang Yi suddenly replied, taking an ugly fishman hood out of the Charred Black Giant Worm Ring and pulling it straight on. Meanwhile, the weapon in his other hand turned into a golden trident.
This was the legacy left behind by the King of the Fishmen, the Fishman Great Sage Kurich. It contained the power of royal authority and could summon fishmen within thirty nautical miles to fight for its wielder. It currently had four uses remaining.
But that would soon become three.
Yang Yi raised the trident above his head, and the Royal Trident immediately erupted with dazzling light.
Naturally, the Deathbirth Society noticed this as well.
The two sides were very close. The Nightmare Star was only three nautical miles from the flagship, while the ships on either flank were also moving in to surround it.
In one or two minutes at most, everyone would be within cannon