Updated: December 3, 2012
Constantine's situation at this time was indeed very tragic. Welcome to reading ()
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 by the memory of 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 the last glimmer of light 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 appeared in front of the 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 rocked back and forth like a drunkard.
"Attack! Bombard! Blast this scum down!"
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 was just too fast.
His figure flickered continuously, 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. He planned to shatter the shield in one fell swoop, rush into Black Warship's interior, 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.
As was their daily mission, patrolling the interior of the Zenit Empire, they arrived after receiving a distress signal from Luffy's Reverse Whale Warship. By then, 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, and although they 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 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 Luffy, the second disciple 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."
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. We'll go back to find His Alexander and come back to deal with these bastards!"
Jack slammed his fist on the deck of the Black Warship in frustration, his heart filled with a thousand resentments. In the end, reason prevailed over anger, and he turned to the control room and shouted, "Order the ship to turn around and disengage from the battlefield!"
The enormous Black Warship, like an invincible tiger shark swimming in the sky, quickly 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, so you don't dare fight me? So there are cowards among the Zenit, capable of 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 to a mere 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 Barcelona Empire Fleet."
"You're dead. We'll kill you. Wash your neck and wait."
Jack looked at Pedro as if he were looking at a dead man.
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