Constantine's situation at this time was indeed very tragic. [ ]
Both legs were blown off at the knees, the white bone and flesh exposed at the break, his right arm was also severed at the elbow, and his body was covered in charred black, looking like freshly burned charcoal, a truly gruesome sight—this was the result of his battle with Pedro.
Pedro was still somewhat unsettled as he recalled the battle.
Although the Byzantium King's strength was far inferior to his, the fearless spirit he displayed in battle gave Pedro an uncontrollable illusion of invincibility for a moment. He thought that if Pedro hadn't been so severely injured, he wouldn't have been able to capture him at all.
For the first time in history, this made Pedro feel a sense of uncertainty about whether the empire could successfully conquer the Zenit.
Soldiers helped Constantine, who had fainted on the ground, to his feet and carried him away.
In that instant, perhaps because the wound was aggravated, the intense pain stimulated the unconscious Byzantium king, or perhaps it was a last flicker of lucidity before death, the handsome young man suddenly regained a little consciousness, opened his eyes, looked at Pedro, and his eyes were filled with a strange and pitying smile.
That smile, as if saying, "You're finished," sent a chill down Pedro's spine for no apparent reason.
Then, the young King was carried away and disappeared around the corner of the warship. [ ]
Pedro remained silent for a moment, then transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the two enormous Black Warship in the sky.
Boom boom boom!!!!
He was greeted by two beams of light from divine and demonic cannons, each carrying an aura of destruction.
Pedro unleashed two roaring fire dragons from his fists.
The two forces collided, and the violent shockwaves swept across the entire world, creating towering waves on the sea.
Boom boom boom boom!
In the next instant, Pedro's figure appeared in front of the Black Pearl's protective shield.
In the blink of an eye, countless punches were unleashed, the immense force creating rapidly flashing ripples on the silvery-white magic shield. The massive ship swayed and rocked like a drunkard.
"Attack! Bombard! Shatter this scum!"
Captain Jack Sparrow, his eyes red, roared furiously like a bull whose mate had been stolen, ordering his soldiers to operate the magical cannons and the ordinary magical cannons on both sides of the ship, launching a frenzied bombardment regardless of magical supplies.
The thunderous roar of the magic cannons echoed across the entire sky.
But Pedro's speed was simply too great.
His figure flickered incessantly, unleashing massive fiery fists imbued with terrifying power, shifting his position as if searching for blind spots and weaknesses in Black Warship's magical protective shield. His plan was to shatter the shield in one fell swoop, break into Black Warship, and thus completely resolve the problem. [ ]
The soldiers on the Black Warship had no way of detecting or locking onto Pedro's location.
Each time the Strafe, it only struck the afterimage left by Pedro's high-speed Teleport.
Captain Jack Sparrow jumped up and down cursing, but it was no use.
The Black Pearl and the One-Eyed Dragon were patrolling the interior of the Zenit Empire according to their daily mission. By the time they received a distress signal from Luffy's King Alexander, the Reverse Whale Warship, and rushed over, the battle was already nearing its end.
Jack, Barbossa, and the others watched helplessly as the Byzantium king was severely wounded and captured alive, his fate unknown. The Byzantium Naval Fleet, jointly formed by the Kingdom of Byzantium and Chambord City, along with the remaining six or seven thousand Byzantium warriors—including instructors and martial arts masters sent to the fleet from Chambord City —were all reduced to dust in Pedro's rage.
The one-sided massacre left everyone on the two Black Warship horrified.
Unfortunately, the enemy's strength was simply too great. Although the Black Pearl and One-Eyed Dragon launched a frenzied retaliatory attack, sinking more than sixty Barcelona -Moon Class battleships, it was too late to turn the tide.
They had come in haste, and no experts from Chambord City had accompanied them.
Faced with the enemy's overwhelming individual strength, the two Black Warship were utterly helpless, managing only to barely rescue a few hundred survivors. Even the King Alexander, the Reverse Whale Warship, was blasted through its protective magic shield by Pedro's punch in the chaos and sank into the boundless sea. The Luffy of King of Chambord, and the more than five hundred Chambord City warriors on board is unknown.
" Jack, this can't go on. The ship's magical reserves will run out sooner or later."
Onboard the [ One-Eyed Dragon ], the cunning Barbossa barely managed to maintain his composure. After observing the situation carefully for a while, he knew that staying any longer would likely lead to certain death. He shouted, "Retreat! We must protect these two Lord Class Black Warship! We can't let the enemy capture them! Go back to His Alexander, and come back to deal with these bastards!"
"Damn it!" Jack slammed his fist on the deck of the Black Warship in frustration. A thousand resentments welled up inside him, but reason prevailed over anger. He turned to the control room and roared, "Order the ship to turn around and disengage from the battlefield!"
The enormous Black Warship, like an invincible tiger shark swimming in the sky, swiftly and nimbly turned its hull and began to accelerate towards the coastline, trying to escape the battlefield by making a detour.
Jack and Barbossa were both shrewd and knew they couldn't retreat in a straight line inland, lest Pedro catch up with them. They discovered the Byzantium civilians in the process of being transferred and began a massacre.
Pedro didn't know how many punches he had thrown, but he was disappointed to find that, despite his full-force attacks, the magical shields of the two Black Warship, though slightly dimmed, remained incredibly tough and stable, showing no signs of collapsing in the short term. Moreover, the shields were designed extremely well, with absolutely no flaws or blind spots.
"Hahaha, what? You're too scared to fight me? So there are cowards among the Zenit people, and they're running away too!"
Pedro, unable to choose between the two ships, laughed loudly, deliberately provoking him.
"Pah, you bastard, don't embarrass yourself with such paltry tricks."
Captain Jack stood on the deck, jumping up and down and cursing. He pointed his sword at Pedro, spat, and sneered, "If it weren't for your shameless sneak attack, if the strongmen of my Chambord City were prepared, you bunch of scum would have been turned into mincemeat long ago."
Pedro laughed loudly, "So you're from Chambord City, haha, so what? Even if all of Chambord City comes out in force, what can you do? Just a small vassal state. In the end, you'll all become ghosts under my fists!"
"You bastard, dare to give me your dog's name?" Jack said coldly, unwilling to say any more.
"I am Rodriguez Pedro, First Commander of the [ Sea God's Spear ] Fleet of the Barcelona Empire."
"You're dead! The [ Human Emperor of the Northern Region ] will kill you. Wash your neck and wait!"
Jack looked at Pedro as if he were looking at a dead man.
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