I, Foyego, the most affectionate species in Runeterra

When the bloody sun shines on the shores of Birgiwater.

The land and adjacent shores were completely covered in blood.

At this moment, the originally menacing and unstoppable pirates have been surrounded by Sarah's fleet and Nautilus on a beach.

The pirates had no escape.

Ahead, there is a terrifying steel titan who used to be crushed into mashed meat.

Later, there is the cannon muzzle of Bilgewater's fleet, and the turbulent sea.

The fleet that originally belonged to them has been destroyed in a sea of fire.

Now, the pirates can only constantly shrink their defenses in an attempt to delay their own demise.

But in the end, it was all in vain.

Notilus' footsteps are like an unstoppable tsunami, and the iron anchor in Notilles' hand is like a scythe of death to reap life.

This terrifying and strong body of steel continued to advance, and the pirates had already lost the courage to fight with Notilles' "two-three-seven", and could only retreat step by step as Nautilus approached.

But the reality is that they have no way back.

These pirates would rather be drowned by the sea than killed by the Birgivoth fleet than by the Nautilus.

Soon, driven by Nautilus, the pirates jumped into the sea like dumplings and swam desperately into the distance.

On the other side, Sarah, standing on the deck of the Doom, looked at these pirates who jumped like the sea without a trace of sympathy in her eyes.

"Fire."

Sarah just coldly gave the order to fire.

For these scum, she did not have the slightest mercy in her heart.

"Boom !!!"

In an instant, nearly a hundred warships began to fire volleys.

Shells continued to explode and fall in the offshore near the coast, and the entire sea surface was suddenly enveloped in a sea of fire.

"Aaaa!!a

"Don't !!!"

"Help!!!

"Ahhhh!!h

The pirates swimming in the sea were hit by the aftermath of the shell explosion, and let out a piercing scream.

Then they gradually lose their struggles and drown in the raging tide.

Planck stood alone on the shore, and across from him was Notyres, who resembled a demon god of destruction.

Looking at the terrifying and hideous Steel Titan in front of him, Planck had no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

At this moment, all the pirates had already abandoned him, jumped like a cannonball in the sea, and none of them were willing to follow him.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the pirate king's body, and the bloody residual sun fell to the ground along with the blood dripping from the scimitar in his hand.

There is no chance.

He also won't get any more reinforcements.

Planck knew it very well.

Although he didn't understand why Oloy hadn't rushed back at the most critical moment, he knew that he had completely failed.

Planck looked at the terrifying Shadow Titan in front of him.

A glimmer of realization finally arose in my heart.

Perhaps from the beginning, his choice was a mistake.

In this game, he is not the so-called protagonist at all, he is just an insignificant pawn in the hands of the gods.

Planck, on the other hand, happened to be in the wrong camp.

This is a game of the gods, and winning or losing is not in his hands.

The Dark Monarch and the Mother Serpent.

In the end, it seems that the Dark Monarch is superior.

Planck sighed in his heart.

"Dang..."

The machete in Planck's hand fell to the ground, and he closed his eyes in despair, choosing to face death calmly.

At this moment, he has already run out of oil.

Looking at the last enemy in front of him who had given up resistance, Nautilus did not have the slightest intention of stopping.

After all, he was ordered to kill all the pirates here.

And right now, he's about to finish his task.

Nautilus raised the huge iron anchor in his hand and swung it downwards.

"Snap!"

It's like a watermelon hitting a speeding train.

On the iron anchor in Nautilus' hand, there were a little more red and white things. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

But this huge iron anchor has already been soaked in blood red, and this trace of blood seems so insignificant.

Planck, the famous king of pirates, ended his criminal life like this.

After doing all this, Notilus slowly raised the iron anchor in his hand to resist his shoulder, and his body slowly turned into a black mist and disappeared in place.

He has done what the gods commanded.

It's time to go to rest...............

"Win!!"

"We won!!!!"

On the port, Pike, who was already exhausted, suddenly cheered as he looked at the fallen Planck.

His voice suddenly woke everyone around.

The remaining Birgiwater Confederate Army all looked at their hands in disbelief, even if they themselves could not have imagined that they could survive such a fierce battle..........

"Won........"

Someone said in disbelief, with a bit of dazed and dull tone in his tone.

But the next moment.

"We, really won!!"

Heaven-shaking cheers resounded across the beach, and everyone began to cheer wildly.

Birgewater's tomorrow, from this moment, begins to change completely.

When Sarah led the fleet to the shore, what she saw was already jubilation on this messy battlefield.

"Archbishop."

"I've seen the Archbishop..."

"Dear Miss Doom....."

Seeing Sarah's arrival, a trace of respect flashed in everyone's eyes.

Sarah understood that this trace of respect was not just for her, but also for the God behind her.

Nautilus' performance in turning the tide made these witnesses more aware of the power of the Dark Lord.

As the archbishop of the Dawn God Sect, the spokesperson of the Dark Lord.

Sarah's status naturally rises.

A hint of complexity flashed in her eyes, but it quickly recovered.

In any case, Birgewater finally has a bright future.

After getting rid of the pirate group, it is like removing a stubborn disease for the city-state of Birgiwater.

Whatever the ultimate goal of the Dark Lord, the current outcome is undoubtedly good for the city of Bilgewater and the people who live in it.

Suddenly.

"Boom!!!! 5.2"

In the sky, a terrifying explosion tore through the clouds throughout the sky.

Everyone felt a tremor from their hearts and souls at the same time.

Even on the coast just now, the fierce bloody battle and the cannon rain like the sea of fire of the iron curtain were not as good as half of this attack!!

If this strong attack was aimed at the ground, I am afraid that one blow would be enough to annihilate everyone present just now!

What exactly is this?

So people's hearts are once again tugged.

Sarah looked up into the air, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

She understood that this terrifying power came from the gods.

At this time, it was undoubtedly the two gods behind the scenes, lifting the table and moving.

In the face of such great power, as a mortal, even if it is a legend, he only has the qualifications to watch from the sidelines.

Sarah can only pray alone in secret, hoping that the Dark Lord will achieve the ultimate victory.