Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

Chapter 147 Conflict

The Azure ship sounded its horn three times softly, then rumbled heavily, the muffled sound stretching out time endlessly.

The figure gradually emerged from the darkness, approaching like a vengeful ghost.

When this unexpected guest finally appeared before his eyes, Lang Ming was completely stunned.

My thoughts seemed to freeze, and I helplessly watched as the azure ship slowly and leisurely approached.

"How did this guy catch up with us? How did he get ahead of us from behind? It's impossible! It's impossible!"

Langming roared hysterically, his chest filled with the despair of having nowhere to go, and his hands hung limply at his sides.

The vast gap in strength left him with no thought of escape; even the strongest lamplight seemed powerless in the face of the raging storm.

He shouldn't have bothered with this King of Hell, just because he wanted to take advantage of him.

Now he realized that he was courting death. How could a second-tier fortress be so easily trifled with?

Now, he must pay the price for his reckless actions.

As the last rays of sunset faded and the clouds dispersed, the brightly lit Blue Ship became the only source of light in the dark sky.

Eye-catching incandescent lamps are arranged along the fence at the edge of the bridge, one every 100 meters, lavishly shining brightly without any regard for energy consumption.

The lights, like ribbons, adhered to the outer wall of the Azure, creating a dreamlike effect with their dappled patterns. The dazzling light made him feel a unique sense of luxury.

Compared to them, who scrimp and save on every little light and only turn on the lights a few times a year or two, they seem rather pathetic in comparison.

While he was still engrossed in watching, the Azure was already approaching the Starfish's safe zone.

Without any indication, the executioner would never explain the reason to the condemned, even if they gave a signal that it was safe to do so.

But this still didn't stop them from anxiously awaiting their death.

It was a long punishment, heavy physical labor, being treated like a third-class citizen, and even more terrifying was the unbearable future.

It's gone, all gone.

Escape is futile now.

If you anger the other party, you might not even have the chance to become a slave.

One shot would spell the end for them.

Langming closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Despite having mentally prepared himself, he had to admit that he arrived way too early today.

The lord who should have led them to glory became the sinner who plunged them into despair.

Langming kept asking himself these questions.

The world is unpredictable; one wrong move and the whole game is lost.

A bitter smile played on his bloodless, pale face.

"It should have been like this long ago. Why did it have to be this way in the first place? This is what you deserve, Langming. It's all because of you that the people on the Starfish have fallen into an abyss."

Raising an eyebrow, he noticed the shovel the little bird had left on the table, still covered in some unshaken dirt.

So he picked it up, stroked it gently in his hand, revealing the smooth metal edge.

The tip is sharpened so finely that it can draw blood with the slightest pressure. It looks very well-maintained, showing how much the girl cherishes it.

If you're ruthless enough to stab it, whether it's a major artery or a carotid artery, you can guarantee a fatal blow.

It works well for both suicide and murder.

With a look of panic on his face, Lang Ming hopelessly pressed it against his throat, comparing it with his right thumb and forefinger.

Meanwhile, the shovel in his left hand would be aimed at the line and slash across with a single, decisive stroke.

"Langming, are you there!"

A clear, melodious female voice startled him awake. He hurriedly put the shovel behind his back and asked with a stern face.

"What are you doing here? Get out of here right now!"

The little bird frowned instantly, clearly getting angry.

"Listen up, you idiot Langming, the other side has specifically requested that you, the lord, negotiate with them."

"You—you should be holding my shovel, right?" The little bird peeked over from the side, but Langming guiltily hid the thing behind him even deeper.

Seeing that nothing would come of it, the little bird sighed with a disdainful expression.

"I will personally introduce them to our fortress later. You can handle it yourself. If you die, I will say that there is no such person as a lord on our Starfish."

Then, Shan Shan left, resolutely not lingering for him for even a moment.

Langming stood there blankly, holding the sharpened shovel in front of his eyes.

There is nothing to say, and nothing that can be said.

"Waaah~"

The terrifying whistle roared loudly, making no attempt to conceal its arrival.

The imposing presence of the Azure was already upon them.

Then, a huge gangway crashed down and was precisely nailed into the Starfish's flimsy hull, making it very stable.

The crew of the Starfish stood trembling with fear on the welcoming deck, none daring to look up at the person before them, for they were certain he was just a cleaner from the other ship.

Their lives are worth thousands or even tens of thousands of times more than theirs, so naturally they are cautious and prudent, afraid of inviting unwarranted disasters.

"Thank you all for your willingness to communicate with our Azure. Our lord says you are very understanding and he is very satisfied with your choice of lord."

"Which of you is the lord of this fortress?"

The envoy from the Azure stood high on the deck of the Azure, several stories above it, and spoke eloquently.

Although it was merely a statement, one could still discern the spirit contained within those words.

Amidst the somber crowd, a little bird mingled, looking around but not spotting Langming.

He resolutely wiped away the tears welling up in his eyes and, among the crowd of people who were bowing and kneeling, was the first to raise his head.

"I am the lord." These words did not come out of the little bird's throat.

Instead, the voice was a loud, husky young man's voice.

"I'm so sorry, I've really neglected my employer. It's such a pity I'm late."

Langming scratched the back of his head, put on a smile, and jogged from the end of the crowd to the envoy.

"I am Langming, the lord of the Starfish. Nice to meet you."

"And what is that?" The envoy from the Azure pointed with his left hand at the little bird that had suddenly stood up, full of doubt.

"Oh no!" The little bird suddenly opened its eyes wide and realized that it was standing up, making it particularly conspicuous.

"Oh, that one? That's my deputy. He was out of his mind last night and didn't recognize me."

Langming smiled apologetically, and the envoy had no reason to make things difficult.

He immediately stepped aside, saying, "Please come in. Our lord has something to discuss with you at length."

Lang Ming nodded and followed, though his steps were a little hesitant.

Only then did the many Starfish crew members who had been silent raise their heads.

With a complicated expression, he watched Langming climb up step by step.

He led the Starfish into this predicament, so it is only natural that he should bear the responsibility for the mistakes.

No strong person would intentionally communicate with a weak person they control; it's simply to gain more leverage over the Starfish.

Once that's over, anyone with eyes can predict the outcome of being placed under house arrest.

To catch the thief, first catch the king; by controlling the opposing lord, the other side will naturally be kept in check.

An experienced lord plays a decisive role in navigating the icy seas.

The importance of a first-tier fortress like theirs, which relies entirely on the skill and daring of Langming, is self-evident.

However, now that the Starfish is practically locked onto the Azure, what use is it to the Starfish?

Everyone tacitly remained silent, perhaps out of fear, but more likely out of unspoken resentment.

Meanwhile, the little bird recovered from its shock.

"Wait!" The little bird behind Langming called out just as he was about to step onto the stairs.

"I am the lord; he is merely the manager who runs the fortress in place of my parents!"

As soon as he spoke, the envoy beside him glanced at Langming and looked him up and down.

"If you don't believe me, you can look at his name tag. My name is on the back!" the little bird added fearlessly.

"Is this true?" The envoy lowered his eyes and looked at Langming, his expression displeased.

"Our lord has instructed that only your lord can go. Mr. Langming, this puts me in a difficult position."

Langming wanted to explain something, but found himself choked up, unable to do anything.

Indeed, that is the truth, the absolute truth.

The little bird, who should have been the lord, is still inexperienced, so there is no other way but to let him take over.

But now, she never expected that she would cause him trouble with such an obstacle today. This naive girl has started to act recklessly again.

"Go back!" Lang Ming growled in a low voice.

"My lord, I am the lord. If you don't believe me, you can ask the others here to verify," the little bird continued, ignoring him.

The envoy sighed. "Mr. Langming, please return. Our lord's orders are not to be questioned."

"If the opportunity arises, I will discuss having a long talk with him all night."

Upon hearing this, Lang Ming covered his face and snorted coldly.

"Discuss? Talk all night?" He suddenly leaned back and let out a wild laugh.

"I don't believe you for a second!"

"You lords of second-tier fortresses, not one of you is any good. Don't insult people like this!"

As the messenger was bewildered, Langming suddenly flashed away, leaving only a faint bubble-like phantom in his original position.

With a "bang," the left palm struck the messenger's shoulder, and the messenger slumped down like a kite with its string cut.

"I only target your lord, so please get some sleep."

Such a commotion naturally startled the city defense troops who were on guard duty nearby. Whistles were blown, and in an instant, the troops stationed in other positions on the Azure gathered around.

They were arranged in a fan-shaped formation of dozens of people, with the front crouching and the back standing, and the gun barrels of the people behind resting on the shoulders of the people in front.

Thus, with more than twenty black gun muzzles aligned, they could unleash a torrent of fire in an instant.

"Don't move! Hands up!"

Li Ran, who was at the front of the group, gripped his gun tightly and immediately shouted angrily.

"Don't make any rash moves, or you'll be in for a beating!"

Langming did not respond, but gently placed the unconscious messenger on a step.

Stretching out, the bones creaked and groaned as they rubbed together; from the cervical spine to the knee joints, every bone seemed to buzz and vibrate in unison.

Then he looked up, a hint of ruthlessness flashing between his brows. He clenched his fist, and after a series of movements, a layer of gale-force wind attached to the tip of his fist.

The cyclone roared and crashed with the sound of waves, its momentum having increased considerably.

"Brother, stop!" The little bird fluttered and knelt on the ground, helpless and bewildered, with tears streaming down its face.

"Don't do this, brother. Even if we become slaves, there's still a chance to survive, isn't there?"

"You—called me brother? You've never called me that before—"

Despite the standoff, Langming desperately wanted to force a smile during this significant event.

But he failed. He tried his best to control his facial expressions, but all he felt was endless sorrow.

He tried putting both thumbs into his mouth and pulling them upwards and outwards.

In the end, his upper and lower front teeth were exposed, his face had no smile lines at all, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were still drooping, presenting an incongruous and unnatural smile.

Then the little bird hurriedly stumbled out of the crowd, went up the stairs, and shielded Langming from the line of gunfire.

"Everyone, he's just too nervous. He used to be a very good older brother."

The little bird's tears and snot were mixed together, which she wiped off haphazardly.

"I am the lord, you can hold me responsible for these things. He really didn't do it on purpose—he really didn't—"

Perhaps realizing her words were too far-fetched, she offered a weak and feeble explanation, taking all the blame in a feeble manner.

"Put your hands on the ground and stay in a kneeling position!" Li Ran shouted mercilessly. No one knew whether Li Ran and his men would open fire after they did so.

"Brother, did you hear that? Kneel down. As long as you kneel down, there won't be any problems."

The little bird's eyes were red as it tugged at Lang Mingbai's clear clothes. Who would have thought that the clothes were originally khaki?

After readjusting his emotions, Lang Mingyang closed his eyes for a few seconds and took a long, deep breath.

Looking at the little bird's pitiful face, he suddenly smiled with relief, a pure smile.

He said gently, "Go back, don't come any closer."

In an instant, the little bird felt a force pulling her up high from behind, grabbing her collar and throwing her far away.

Suddenly, she was thrown from several long staircases onto the deck of the Starfish, landing hard on her bottom.

"elder brother!"

"Fire! Don't let him inside the Azure."

The command was given, and a dense barrage of bullets rained down on Langming.

Those were second-tier bullets, capable of completely suppressing evolved beings at level Iv.2.

He clenched his teeth in unbearable pain as he pushed his breathing technique to its limit. Even with the protective aura from the breathing technique, the excruciating pain of the bullets piercing his flesh was still unbearable.

"We can't fight a protracted war; this is simply beyond my capabilities."

With his hands covering his eyes, he squinted to find the right spot, and then, with all his strength, he leaped into the air.

In mid-air, bubbles suddenly appeared beneath his feet, forming a platform that then burst, providing him with a propulsive force as the bubbles shattered.

He stood gracefully and calmly on the deck of the Azure.