Those words acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the powder keg of tension across the beach!
"Huh?! What's this brat saying?!"
"Who does he think he is? He's at death's door and still dares to act cocky!"
"Kill him! Chop him into mincemeat and feed him to the Sea Kings! Show him Sin Island isn't somewhere he belongs!"
The Fish-Man pirate with the spiked club, who had shouted the loudest earlier, had his facial muscles twisted with rage.
He was the first to charge, roaring.
"I'll smash every bone in your body, one by one!"
"Kill him!"
"Butcher that Marine!"
As though given the signal to attack, the dark mass of people surged into motion like a flood bursting through a dam!
Hundreds of pirates with bounties of around twenty to thirty million Beli formed the first wave.
They brandished all manner of weapons, their eyes gleaming with cruelty and greed.
Flashing sabers, flickering swords, cold axe blades, and lead bullets spat from muskets bore down on Lorne almost simultaneously.
In an instant, attacks of every kind poured in from all directions, forming an inescapable net of death that completely swallowed Lorne's lone figure.
Aboard the Fearless, Ethan's heart leaped into his throat.
He clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on the backs of his hands.
"Ensign!"
Yet Lorne, at the center of the attacks, did not show even a trace of tension.
He could not even be bothered to dodge.
He did not even bother raising his arms to block, simply baring his chest and letting those lethal attacks land on him.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
A rapid series of metallic collisions rang out like raindrops striking an iron plate.
Those blades, sharp enough to cleave iron plates, struck Lorne's muscles as though they had hit the toughest rock