Popular science physics, teach a magic god?.

Chapter 203 I’ll just say it (2 updates)
In the pirate palace, everything was in chaos.

Originally, few of the pirates present at the time survived. As Seamaster Barroc recovered from his serious injuries, he took his younger brother away and went to hunt down the traitorous wine merchant Ortega and the escaped prisoners. It was empty, leaving only bloody corpses on the ground.

No one noticed at all, a slim and strange figure appeared out of thin air. She seemed to be floating out of the water and 'drilled' out of the floor.

Her whole body was surrounded by mist, she wiped the 'official document' with her long and slender fingers, and then she used magic to summon a scarlet eye.

"My lord! Sure enough, your judgment is right. Everything was a plan of Ren Tesla. He asked his apprentice to use a language-triggered magic trap to severely injure Baroque Roberts. However, the power was controlled extremely accurately, and the injury was Immortal. The purpose is to lure Baroque out of the ocean. If his subordinates did not infer wrongly, the legendary archmage would not like such a small fish and shrimp. His real goal is to fish out the demon lord Griffith behind Baroque. "

"understood."

In Baator Hell, a figure was trembling violently: "If Griffith dies this time, it proves that what happened to Baisnunt last time was not an accident at all... He can actually play with both demons and demons." In the palm of your hand, Ren Tesla! What a terrible man!"

This figure was clearly trembling with fear, but the fluctuations of magic power it emitted scared all the devils in the Demon Palace into silence. They lowered their heads and did not dare to move, for fear of offending this terrifying existence and causing their souls to scatter.

On the other side, it should be said that he is worthy of the blood of the Giant Bull Demon.

Although his body suffered multiple penetrating injuries and he lost less than two liters of blood, the half-human, half-demon Baroque was stunned to be alive.He picked up a giant ax and rushed to the dock in a rage.

"Set the boat! I'm going to tear those two bastards Ortega and Ashfield into pieces!"

His chest, neck, and even face were all a mess of blood and flesh.

Because of the pain, he had to order his men to use pliers to pull out the steel needles stuck in his body one by one. Every time a steel needle was pulled out, he looked up to the sky and screamed in pain.

This wounded and trapped animal-like situation makes Baroque even more terrifying.

No pirate dared to touch him at this time.A poor guy just ran to untie the cable and was chopped into two pieces by Baroque with an axe.

"Untie the rope! Just cut it off!"

With his backhand, he used a blood-stained ax to cut off the cable tied to the stone pier of the pier.

Being one second too slow to set sail is a capital offense!
The southern seas are notoriously stormy.

The wine merchant's boat was not much faster, and was gradually overtaken by the Baroque Bull.

"Hoohoo!"

The howling sea wind is in your ears, the smell of angry blood is in your mouth, and the figures of despicable people are in your eyes.

The [Gin No.] falling into the Baroque vision is so hateful.

The huge poop of this smuggling merchant ship was like a damn big butt, which made Baroque want to kick him to pieces.

As soon as he entered the shooting range, the half-demon fiercely ordered: "Fire! Fire! Blast this guy's ass."

To be honest, the effect of firing at this time is not good.

As we all know, most of the guns on this traditional sailing warship are placed on the sides of the ship, with only two small and pitiful 3-pound guns in the bow direction.

The power of this old muzzleloader gun is just that.

The small-caliber artillery fired with black powder used solid iron ball bullets. Not to mention the short range, even if it hit the poop, it would be difficult to cause substantial damage to the Gin.

"Boom...boom...boom!"

It must be admitted that the pirates' gunnery skills were quite good. At a distance of 500 meters, they fired 10 shots in a row and were hit by one shot.This shot hit Oult, who was on the ship in front, so scared that he peed: "Oh my God! My captain's cabin!"

A decent wine merchant would definitely not sleep in a dirty and smelly bilge with those bitter sailors. The poop is usually the captain's cabin.

Under normal circumstances, even if the enemy attacks the deck or masts, it will not be the poop's turn.

Although it did not cause any real harm to the prisoners who had just escaped from the tiger's mouth, it still frightened the former noble gentlemen and ladies.

There was a scream on the ship.

Baroque from behind let out a triumphant laugh: "Follow me! I'm going to kill all these bastards!"

In naval battles of this era, the faster party often catches up to the ship in front, maximizes the power of its side guns, breaks the opponent's mast, reduces its speed, and finally solves the opponent by jumping gangs.

There is a premise for this, and you must first catch up.

At this juncture, Baroque found that the ship could not speed up, and couldn't help but yelled: "What's going on!?"

"Bottom of the ship! The bottom of the ship was punctured at some point! I didn't realize it when it was sailing at full speed. Water began to seep quickly under the bilge at full speed!" the second officer reported tremblingly.

"Damn it! Damn it -" Baroque just watched helplessly as his ship dropped from 11 knots to 9 knots.After emergency repairs, the water leakage was controlled, but the problem was that it could never return to its peak 11 knots.

On the ship ahead, Wanderer Michael was about to take credit, but found that the speed of the ship behind him had dropped, and it did not stop completely. The waterline of the ship dropped to a certain level and then stopped.Even if the ships on both sides moved away from each other, they still hung on behind and refused to retreat.

The lookout even noticed that other pirate ships seemed to be catching up on the horizon.

The distance is too far to see clearly.

Ortega could only bite the bullet and let people continue to drive the boat towards the seaside of Ashfield Territory.

Sure enough, after chasing on the sea for most of the day, they finally saw the rolling coastline in the sunset.

"We're here! It's almost here!" The wine merchant was extremely excited at first, then he was stunned for a moment and looked at Captain Erwin eagerly.

Captain Laiyang Steel Shield, he doesn’t know what’s going to happen next!
Logically speaking, his mission should be completed.

Who would have thought that in the next second, a word "reason" composed of light balls of "Dancing Light Technique" appeared on the shadow surface of a cliff on the coastline!

"Isn't this the answer?" Erwin said proudly.

He didn't even know who he was responding to, which didn't stop him from straightening up his chest and abdomen and pretending to be a person from the school of physics.

Not to mention, this move really blinded the wine merchant and the earl.

No matter how you look at it, this is an extremely well-planned rescue operation.

On the coast, Flora, who saw her parents and younger brother through the monocular, screamed and jumped with excitement. She kept waving her handkerchief: "Ah! It's my parents and my younger brother--"

Beside her, Matt continued to chew a piece of sweet potato stuffed with dragon meat expressionlessly, while Harry smiled: "Let me just say it. Everything is in the master's plan!"

Harry didn't know that his master really heard this and wanted to send a string of question marks to his disciple.

(End of this chapter)