Mystery: Beginning with the Warrior Path

Chapter 248 Battle against Admiral Hell
Roman quietly looked at the world-renowned great pirate, but he didn't feel any fear in his heart. He just felt a little emotional that such a legendary figure had also come to his side.

That's 55000 pounds for walking!
And this is only a reward in Loen Country, not including the mystical items on him, his Extraordinary characteristics, and this "Black Tulip".

This is why Roman sighed.

Roman also saw the situation on the "Black Tulip".

There were only a few living people on board, standing around the ship, and those who were manipulating the ship at the moment were the undead creatures controlled by "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell.

White skeletons with no clothes or leather armor are busy manipulating the sails, and pale corpses carrying long swords are patrolling back and forth, looking around with eyes dyed with dark green flames, shadows, Resurrection and all kinds of weird spirit creatures sometimes fly and circle, and sometimes penetrate vividly, revealing a transparent face with indistinct brows and eyes on the side.

As the ship approached, the Black Falcon came within range of the Black Tulip's guns.

It was obvious that the hull was shifting to one side, and dozens of cannons on the side were aimed at the "Black Falcon".

As "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell touched the silver-white mask, booming sounds came out one after another.

Shells flew in one after another, some fell into the water, and some landed in front of the "Black Falcon", splashing waves of spray.

Roman knew that this was the first calibration attack, and the real shelling was coming soon.

However, none of the "Black Falcon" escaped. The sailors on the ship had already prepared the side artillery, and also slightly turned the bow of the ship during the march, preparing to return fire.

Roman stood at the bow of the ship, with a sword and shield on his back, a cane hanging on his waist, and his eyes were staring at the coming artillery fire.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Roman looked at the cannonballs flying towards the "Black Falcon", raised his hands, and arrows formed of flames condensed in the air, and shot towards those cannonballs.

Due to Roman's current limited ability to control the flames, he only intercepted most of the artillery targeting the hull, mast, sail, and muzzle, and some shells still fell on the "Black Falcon".

Sparks shone in mid-air, and fragments flew, like fireworks blooming.

Although it was not able to completely intercept it, this shot also gave everyone on the "Black Falcon" a boost of morale.

They knew that there was also a strong man on this ship who could carry out effective resistance, but they were not completely helpless.

However, the artillery fire of the "Black Falcon" only wiped out one strange spirit body after another in the midair, and did not cause substantial damage to the "Black Tulip".

But this counterattack also seemed to make "Admiral Hell" very interested. He raised his right hand and touched the silver-white mask on his face.

The place on the "Black Falcon" that was blasted by the gunfire suddenly became dark, and translucent and illusory hideous creatures emerged from the hollows, and pale corpses stretched out from them. In the palm of his hand, one after another, crimson or gloomy flames emerged, forming pairs of eyes.

All kinds of undead creatures squeezed out of each hole and came to the "Black Falcon".

The adventurers on the ship used their own methods one by one, but with little success, ordinary firearms had limited damage to undead creatures.

And among these adventurers, there are not many Extraordinary ones, so they cannot make more effective resistance.

Even on the semi-open sea of ​​Extraordinary, the number of Extraordinary is quite rare.

Generally, a Sequence 9 who is good at fighting can be well-known in a small sea area, and a Sequence 7 has a certain reputation in an ocean.

Either a well-known adventurer, or a well-known pirate who offered a reward of several thousand pounds.

Of course, the Adventurer's Mutual Aid Association doesn't have many Extraordinary people.

Just as Sotos Young led his men to exterminate the undead creatures one after another, and when the adventurers and sailors gradually fell into despair, a burst of light suddenly shone on the "Black Falcon".

It was as if the dawn came from the deep night, and the crew and sailors felt a bright but not dazzling light.

And the undead creatures with different shapes also melted continuously in the twilight of the morning light, turning into ashes.

Only a few more powerful undead creatures were left. Although they were traumatized, they were not completely purified.

Seeing this, Roman did not increase the intensity of the storm of light. Instead, he took out the "Holy Storm Emblem" from his bosom, injected a little spirituality, and inspired lightning bolts.

Those flashes of flashes precisely hit the "living" undead creatures one by one, and also hit the dark holes on the deck and in the hull.

As the lightning flashed like a silver snake, tranquility was restored on the "Black Falcon", and those terrifying and weird undead creatures seemed to have never appeared before.

Not paying attention to the awe-inspiring eyes of the crew and adventurers, Roman looked at the "Black Tulip" in the distance.

Roman felt that the "Storm of Light" was enough to wipe out the remaining undead creatures and the "Necromantic Cave". The main reason why he didn't continue to increase his efforts to stimulate the "Storm of Light" was that it was too spiritually consuming.

At this moment, a strong enemy is on the side, and the reinforcements from the military will not know when they will appear. Of course, we must save our spirituality to prepare for emergencies.

And the lightning strike that can be stimulated with less spirituality and has a significant restraint effect on undead creatures is naturally the best choice.

At this time, the distance between the two ships was getting closer and closer. Attacks from the "Black Tulip" continued to attack the "Black Falcon". The spears formed by the condensed light were dissolved one by one.

However, Roman, who seemed to be calm, was still very vigilant in his heart at this moment, because none of the attacks just now came from the hands of Ludwell, and he just stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

Roman showed no expression on the surface, with empty hands, looking at the "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell in the distance.

In the hole representing the eyes on Ludwell's silver-white mask, two pale flames were burning quietly.

As the distance got closer, Roman saw undead creatures, undead, and ghosts, rushing towards the dawn in front of Roman, like waves after waves, trying to catch Roman submerged.

Suddenly, Ludwell raised his left hand, pointed his palm at Roman, and spread out his five fingers.

In an instant, a piece of yellow-green mist appeared between the "Black Falcon" and the "Black Tulip", and in front of Ludwell, in the yellow-green mist, an ancient bronze gate appeared .

(End of this chapter)