Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 813 Port of Saint Teres

Special shells? All three gunners under Han Zhan's command can manufacture special shells. The "Grey Sparrow" has no shortage of special shells, but it lacks people to fire the shells.

Human? Female? Absolutely.

Enjoy delicious food? That's no problem at all. Chef Xia Youwei's cooking skills will ensure that they will be satisfied with the meal!
This really is tailor-made for me. I’m lucky... Han Zhan thought of this, and his eyes towards the big golden retriever became much softer.

Big golden retriever: “???”

All the spoils were carried back to the "Grey Sparrow", and the peerless cannon girl was successfully conquered by Han Zhan.

As expected, they were very satisfied with the environment and personnel configuration of the "Gray Sparrow", as well as the warehouse full of special artillery shells.

The delicious meals prepared by chef Xia Youwei further strengthened their determination to stay on the "Grey Sparrow".

There are a total of twenty-three peerless artillery girls, which means that twenty additional artillery pieces will need to be purchased for the Korean War.

Once fully equipped, just imagine the scene when the firepower is at full blast, it’s so spectacular!

As for the three veteran gunners, they just need to work hard on making special shells every day.

The matter of firing guns should be left to professionals.

In this naval encounter, the "Gray Sparrow" of the Korean War made a fortune.

This makes them look forward to this trip to the Port of Saint-Thérèse even more.

"Let's go, we still have one day."

"Keep going, destination: Port of Saint-Thérèse."

……

In the same nearby sea area, a warship emerged from its hidden night-time state.

"Nightflyer".

Behind it is the frozen sea, a vast expanse of white, which is spectacular.

Among them, five warships were also turned into ice sculptures and could not move.

The leading warship flew a flag with the word "East" high in the air.

These warships belong to the Fifteenth Court Fleet under the command of the King of the East.

The leader looked in horror as a figure suddenly appeared in the snow.

"Bai Wuheng?!"

"Why did you attack me? This is a warship from the 15th court under the command of the East King. You are provoking me..."

He was halfway through his words when he realized that he couldn't open his mouth anymore.

The frost had completely frozen the lower half of his face and was still spreading upwards, determined to completely freeze it into a new ice sculpture.

At this moment, the flag hanging high on the mast suddenly condensed into a tall and blurry figure.

"stop!"

"You dare to kill my men?!"

The tone of the blurry figure sounded very angry.

Well, it’s a lot angrier than I imagined.

"Noisy."

Bai Wuheng waved his hand casually.

Soon, frost covered all the crew members and the flag.

The flag that was originally fluttering in the wind turned into a lump of ice, and the blurry human figure that was formed also disappeared immediately.

After doing all this, Bai Wuheng wiped the ice chips off his forehead, looking a little hopeless.

"Well done." Another voice sounded behind him.

Jane Beifang appeared beside him.

He looked at Bai Wuheng, a mischievous smile appearing on his face.

"How about that? You acted so well in front of the King of the East. No one else should dare to do the same as you."

It would have been fine if Jian Beifang didn't say anything, but as soon as he started talking, Bai Wuheng's face became even darker.

He knew that Jian Beifang was trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife and divert the trouble to someone else.

What is being used is one's own identity.

Bai Wuheng is the younger brother of Western King Bai Wuqi. Although the two brothers have different ideas, Bai Wuheng has never stayed with Bai Wuqi.

But even so, the captain of the 15th Court had recognized him at first sight. If a captain could do this, then the vague figure that had just appeared in the flag, the King of the East, would definitely not have failed to recognize him.

Having said that, Bai Wuheng could still tell the difference between dying later and dying now.

"Don't be so stressed."

"Even if the King of the East gets angry, he will only cause trouble for your brother. What does it have to do with you?"

"There's nothing wrong with letting the two leaders of these forces clash."

"For now, just think of it as collecting interest in advance."

When he said this, Jian Beifang's eyes narrowed slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

After looting a wave of ships under the command of the East King, he saved a lot of money on his "Night Walker".

With the materials accumulated over the past few days, I should be able to spend some money at Port Saint-Teres.

For example, buying items with elemental properties for yourself to devour.

After absorbing several more elements, his strength will be restored.

At that time, he will return to the central sea area and settle accounts with those betrayers one by one!

"Let's go now, destination: Port of Saint-Thérèse!"

……

In the central sea area, inside an extremely large and magnificent warship.

A middle-aged man with a naked upper body and a red robe sitting in the middle of the captain's room poured himself a bowl of wine.

Then, he picked up the bowl with one hand and drank the wine in it.

"Have you made contact?" He put down the bowl and asked his subordinate beside him.

"Your Majesty, we have contacted them, but the other party's tone is not very good. Is it..."

"Bring it here."

The man called the King stretched out his hand and took a special prop that looked like a scroll from his subordinates.

Another voice sounded in the scroll, and the tone seemed to be quite cold and mocking.

"I never thought that the great King of the East would contact me one day."

"What? You can't hold on any longer in the battle in the north of the Central Sea, so you come to beg for mercy? Hahaha!"

A vile laugh was heard.

Faced with such provocation, King Dong did not show any emotional fluctuations.

He was very calm, completely different from the blurry figure condensed in the flag.

The current King of East seems to be the real King of East.

"north?"

"It is indeed related to the north, but it is not the central sea that you are talking about, which you are so proud of because you just took advantage of a small advantage."

"Rather, Jane's North."

When the three words "Jane Beifang" were heard, the laughter in the scroll stopped abruptly, and the other party seemed to have fallen into silence for a long time.

After a long while, he continued to speak, his voice much lower: "Are you sure, it's Jian Beifang?"

King Dong refilled his bowl of wine and snorted.

"Of course, the frostbite in my body has not yet completely healed, and I need to rely on this strong medicinal wine to balance it out. My bones ache every night."

"Do you think I will admit my mistake?"

After asking back, the King of the East seemed to have thought of something and added, "Oh, by the way, I seem to have seen that your brother Bai Wuheng, who despised you, is also in his hands."

"Kacha!"

There was a sound of something breaking inside the scroll.

"What do you want to do?" An even colder voice sounded.

King Dong drank the liquor in the bowl in his hand and then threw it heavily to the ground.

"You and I will temporarily cease fighting. We will each send out an elite fleet to eliminate him before he can make a comeback."

"Target, Port Saint-Thérèse!"

(End of this chapter)