The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 435 At the Pinnacle of Swordsmanship, Unrivaled in the World...

An air fleet?

Drake, in the captain's seat, narrowed her eyes, almost thinking she was seeing things. She thought it was already outrageous enough that the Red-Haired Pirates' ship could take off from the spot, how could there be a pirate crew just as outrageous as them?
Could it be that our ship propulsion system is actually outdated? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

"Hey! Annie, did you see it?" Drake asked, craning his neck. He noticed that the blonde was still sitting bravely on the lookout tower, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the ship was still speeding through the air. She must have a very strong heart.

Then look at her best friend Mary next to her, who is already hanging on the railing with her hands and feet between her legs, feeling the wind and afraid to move.

"What do you see, Captain?"

"Aren't there a bunch of ships ahead that we've never seen before?"

"Yes! Who wouldn't see something this big? -- Wow, amazing, Captain, the Gorgon has launched a fierce attack!" Anne exclaimed in surprise after looking over. "They're so aggressive! Two ships in the opposing fleet have been petrified! Oh no, the stone ship has fallen overboard!"

"Huh?" Drake quickly shifted his position to observe. Seriously? They're being so proactive? Wait a minute, could it be that they've made some kind of behind-the-scenes deal with Shanks and his group outside the alliance, planning to sneak away? Tsk, considering Shanks' strength and the many powerful and talented people under his command, it's true—

"Damn it, we can't fall behind! Try this! Kids, the Wild Hunt begins! 'Golden Deer and Stormy Night'!"

The power of the fire element trembled, and the whistling sound of the Noble Phantasm's cannon fire echoed in all directions!
Boom! The cannons roared, and golden-red flames tore through the sky and ripped through the clouds, piercing through the entire line of the fleet ahead!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Bartholomew, who considered himself the greatest pirate in history to lead the largest pirate fleet, should be lucky these days.

He not only descended to earth as a Servant and gained a second life... well, although a Servant is still a dead person, at least he can experience the beauty of life at sea again. In this unfamiliar sea, he gathered sailors who had also been stranded here and rebuilt a large fleet using the advantages of his Noble Phantasms. In addition, he was fortunate enough to unearth a strange dragon claw from an underground chamber during his exploration of the island, and he could even possess a magical "authority" after obtaining it.

After that, he could freely control the omnipresent "wind element" to accelerate himself and external objects such as people and ships, and even make them fly—this was simply a godlike power!

This is precisely why Bartholomew is fearless when facing Saint Martha or other enemies. He can freely move away from the battlefield at any time, firmly maintaining the initiative in battle. How to describe this swift, wind-like feeling? Simply put, it's freedom, carefree joy! It feels like his life as a pirate has reached its peak!

The only drawback was that Bartholomew never met the kind of long-haired beauty with bangs that covered his eyes that he admired.

until today.

"So that's how it is! Two stunning beauties! So this is the reward that heaven has bestowed upon me after my long and arduous search!"

When the three unfamiliar ships approached Bartholomew's fleet, he immediately spotted the stunningly beautiful Stheno and Euryale on the Gorgon, and was captivated by their literal perfection—which was to be expected, as the two were "idol" goddesses whose every smile and gesture was captivating.

But Bartholomew couldn't resist adding a comment about his own quirk: "...It's just a pity, my two goddesses of beauty, if only your bangs were a little longer."

It seems that this statement provoked the tempers of the capricious goddesses.

"Medusa, that greasy, dark-skinned pirate man across from us is insulting our beauty! Activate the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons! Let's teach him a lesson!"

Then Bartholomew saw the giant ship, which had barely managed to float, emanate an astonishing magical fluctuation. A petrifying beam shot out from it, striking Bartholomew's two escort warships and depriving them of the protection of the wind elemental authority.

The wooden hull and the pirates who were mocking the goddess's appearance all flashed with light and turned into solidified, cold stones, falling uncontrollably from the sky.

"Hey! What's going on? What kind of light did they shoot that turned things into stone?!" The sailors were astonished.

Some people who witnessed the whole thing exclaimed, "It turned into stone! Speaking of which, there's Greek mythology associated with this island... Could this be the legendary Gorgon...?!"

"No, no, don't kid me. The Gorgon sisters are going to become pirates too?" A sailor's face was covered in cold sweat. "So, does that mean mythical beings are going to sail the seas? By the way, could that Iron Fist Saintess from the other day be...?"

"Calm down!" Bartholomew shouted from the bow of the flagship in the middle of the ship. "When it comes to aerial maneuverability, no one can beat us!"

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, starting from the Golden Deer, a huge burst of fire erupted in an almost straight line, causing ammunition depots on ships along the way to explode and instantly engulf them in flames.

Bartholomew's already dark complexion appeared even darker. He waved his hand, and the vast, cloud-like wind elements in the sky naturally obeyed his command and followed his commands.

woohoo-

The hundreds of ships surrounding them seemed to have been accelerated, rapidly changing positions in the air. This time, Drake's golden-red cannon fire streaked across the sky but failed to hit its target again.

……

"Hehe! Captain of that pirate ship over there, your aim is really bad!" Euryale teased from the Gorgon with a laugh.

Drake scoffed dismissively, "As if you're so accurate!"

"That only shows your limited knowledge! Come on, Medusa, my dear sister! Let the pirates see the Empress's might!"

"Forced Sealing - Temple of Ten Thousand Demons!"

The same shout came from the mouths of the three sisters at the same time.

At the same time, a loud bang came from inside the massive Gorgon!
"What the hell is that?!" Drake's eyes widened as she saw the Gorgon ship burst open with a bang, seemingly giving birth to some enormous monster. Come to think of it, she didn't seem to have seen Medusa, the smallest of their group, at all, but now it seemed…

"Wow, that's huge! Is that really the 'Gorgon'?!"

A gigantic, snake-haired monster, piercing through the clouds, floated menacingly in the air. Her purple hair coiled at the ends into venomous snake heads, ready to devour anyone. From the waist down, she formed a long, serpentine body, and behind her, a pair of snow-white wings unfurled.

"Hmph, turn into a statue!" Gorgon opened his mouth and uttered words that were almost a curse, but his voice was very strange, as if the voices of three women were overlapping.

whoosh-

Gorgon's snake hair emitted a chilling, purplish-white light from the tips of its snake heads, forming a barrage of petrifying bullets that covered half the sky! Although Bartholomew's fleet was scattered, some ships were still unfortunately hit and petrified, falling helplessly from the sky!
"W-Is this a fusion?" Drake's head was buzzing. "What's the underlying principle?"

“Captain, you need to look closely at Gorgon’s snakeskin and coat,” said observer Anne. “What? I’m not stupid. Wouldn’t staring at this Greek mythological monster turn me to stone?”

"No, Captain, I was fine when I looked at it, and that thing does seem to have a metallic sheen."

"Huh?" Drake took a closer look and realized that the surface of the giant monster's body had a metallic texture. After a quick glance, he realized that the snake heads at the ends of the hair looked exactly like cannon muzzles!

Is this... like Poseidon, the Machine God? Drake suddenly thought of that mechanical construct, Poseidon. Coincidentally, the Gorgon sisters specifically stole the metal from that sunken Machine God bastard and transformed it into some kind of temple. I heard that the temple was made of Olympian steel...

Could it be that this giant Gorgon is actually a giant mechanical toy piloted by the three sisters? Is this the Forced Seal - Temple of Ten Thousand Demons?
……

"What the heck, Transformers? Oh, it's Greek-themed, never mind then!"

Emiya was the most indifferent of all. When he learned that Stheno and the others had stolen a batch of divine steel from Poseidon to build a temple, he guessed that there would most likely be something similar.

In any case, according to the covenant, this temple will eventually be given to him.

Meanwhile, Reggie, Erii, and a few others were shouting and yelling, so Emiya had to remind them not to look around, because those petrifying rays could easily injure their teammates.

His main purpose in coming here was because Nuwa and others used the Shadow Border's equipment to detect a possible new "key" reaction in this area, which could be largely confirmed by the fact that hundreds of ships on the other side could ride the wind element and roam freely in the sky.

All that's left is negotiation...

Well, there's nothing we can do. It seems the other side has angered the Gorgon sisters, and now we're entering a physical negotiation phase.

However, it doesn't matter; even at this stage, Emiya's side will still have a clear advantage in combat power. More than that, Emiya is concerned about the progress of the second phase of the Spirit Origin Ascension Plan.

"Hey? Constantine, how's the dragon vein setup going? You know what kind of mess that guy Prilati's planning to make of you, right?"

[Progress is going well, the North Sea section is almost finished... Plerati said he's making a batch of fake Demon God Pillars as 'training targets' for the second phase? I see Nuwa and Da Vinci are assisting, so it shouldn't be a big problem?]

"It's hard to say. She's planning to have Draco, that beast, handle the Singularity operation as a backup. We're cultivating Demon Pillars and then having a beast do the work. Isn't that a bit too villainous?"

[…So that's why Draco was suddenly put on the front line.]

"Yes, I'm afraid that by the time the boss of this singularity appears, we might have already fed up with an old boss."

When Emiya got to this point, he was completely overwhelmed, and the possibility was obviously very high. If it weren't for the fact that this development was completely unfavorable to his side, he would have praised Prierati's behind-the-scenes skills as being no less than the great BB.

But speaking of BB...

*Whoosh.* Emiya suddenly saw the purple-haired girl emerge from the device, and the communication device blocking his view began to wave wildly in front of his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly. 'What are you doing out here all of a sudden?'

This malicious AI hasn't appeared in an entire singularity. It's said that she's been focusing on developing her Alterego clone. Does her appearance now mean that she's finished?
BB blinked but didn't say anything, then pointed to the top of his head.

"Ok?"

Emiya saw that there were towering clouds gathering above his head, boundless thunder surging, and noisy wind elements constantly being mobilized and rushing around a large ship.

Huh, is that fleet over there starting to use their authority to attack him?
Strange, he didn't provoke anyone. It was Gorgon and his gang who caused trouble. Why attack him? Isn't it better to be alive?
Emiya's eyes narrowed slightly, and his entire aura suddenly changed.

Seeing this, BB covered his face and laughed a few times, then suddenly pulled out a megaphone and cleared his throat.

……

"Captain! We have plenty of maneuverability, but not enough firepower! We can't take down that giant Gorgon!" Bartholomew's first mate was panting heavily in the air. If it weren't for this battle, he would have felt frozen solid.

"The others are nothing to worry about, but the most dangerous one is the petrifier! It managed to shoot down one-tenth of my fleet's strength in just a few minutes."

Although Bartholomew was a bit of a bangs fanatic, his thinking as a captain was still reliable. Besides, the unreasonable goddess had destroyed so many of his ships and ruined the fleet he had painstakingly built. He was secretly heartbroken.

“The enemy must possess some kind of authority or power, and I cannot use that authority to protect those stone ships. Rather, we should disrupt their buoyancy and maneuverability to regain the initiative in our operations.”

The first mate seemed a bit bewildered. "Then what are we attacking? Gorgon's wings?"

"No, that Gorgon is not a living being but a mechanical device; the wings are merely decoration, or perhaps weapons. And the ship firing its cannons on the other side is clearly also a weapon adept at warfare."

Bartholomew's gaze shifted to the Red Firth, which had been completely still at the beginning.

"The one at the very front is most likely not good at attacking, but rather it's responsible for connecting with the two behind it and providing levitation power. That's the real target we need to attack!"

"I see, as expected of the captain!" The sailors applauded after hearing the analysis.

Bartholomew, with the elegance and grace of a pirate baron, accepted the praise with a wave of his hand, wielding the power of the wind element, while glancing at the bow of the Red Firth.

'Looks like he's having a telepathic conversation with someone? Some kind of unknown communication spell? Never mind, this captain is far too careless.'

'Sorry, fall!'

Amidst the reverent gazes of the crew, a devastating bolt of lightning struck down, piercing the quiet ship!

Then the lightning strike was split apart by a transparent wave of sword energy.

"Huh?" Their faces froze, as if their minds had been frozen by the wind from the sword.

The sword energy roared and struck straight to the heavens, its surging domineering aura tearing apart the sky!
A powerful and domineering declaration resounded in their ears, its force amplified by a loudspeaker like thunder:
"At the pinnacle of the sword, I reign supreme over the world; as long as I, the Sword Emperor, exist, so shall the heavens..."

(End of this chapter)