I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Whoosh----

In the darkness, a dense hail of shells swept in, almost completely covering the area around the small boat.

The pirates' expressions changed drastically. A few of them immediately drew their swords and slashed at the cannonballs, but the cannonballs came too fast and many of them didn't have time to react.

Boom boom boom boom!

Amidst the deafening explosions and the violently surging waves, the small boat capsized in the flames.

Chapter 718 A Lifelong Enemy

In the darkness of night, a series of explosions suddenly rang out, completely shattering the waves and even capsizing the small boat carrying dozens of people.

The cannon fire did not stop; it continued to boom across the sea, engulfing all the pirates who had fallen into the water.

The shouts of the pirates gradually faded, and everything disappeared into the night without a trace.

At the bend in the coast ahead, a light naval vessel was hiding behind the rocks by the shore. It was the sailors on this ship who had just completely capsized Sieg's small boat.

"Looks like these pirates have the same ideas as us," the marines on the ship chuckled and discussed.

"Unfortunately, they were not so lucky. They chose the same landing point as us, and they were a little slower than us."

Lieutenant General Cowell gazed at the few remaining broken sampans on the sea, his expression subtly shifting.

The group that arrested the illegal science team this time wasn't just the three from the Warring States period; there was another person involved.

The main fleets of the three warlords patrolled and kept watch around the islands to prevent other forces from taking advantage of the chaos.

Cowell was tasked with storming Cygnus Island to take Vegapunk away, where he would be met by Sengoku and the others.

"Trying to fish in troubled waters with a small boat carrying a few dozen people... How stupid."

Kewell shook his head and waved his hand to give the order:

"A few of you go check if any have slipped through the net. The rest of you, log in with me."

.......

As Kewell prepared to land.

Behind a reef, Sieg hovered in mid-air, a few dozen centimeters above it, somewhat questioning his existence.

"The Navy is right, it feels like we're having some bad luck."

They had just set out on a mission when they encountered the fleet led by the formidable trio of Sengoku, Garp, and Tsuru, making it a truly unfavorable start.

Out of desperation, Sieg came up with a tactic on the spot, but it was precisely countered by the Navy.

The island of Sien is so big, yet these two groups just happened to bump into each other at the same landing point. Completely unprepared, the ship capsized.

Sig was only thinking of slacking off. The pirates on his small boat were of average skill, and apart from Sig, none of them managed to dodge the cannon fire.

"This time, my luck isn't so good."

Sig pulled a bone-in-meat stick from his inventory to treat the minor injuries he had sustained from the capsizing.

After finishing the large piece of meat, his injuries had almost healed, and Sieg casually tossed the bone stick into the sea.

Just then, a wave crashed in, and the bone club that had just fallen into the sea was swept up by the wave and slammed directly onto the reef at Sig's feet, making a soft sound.

The sound wasn't loud, and it was lost in the roar of the waves.

But Lieutenant General Cowell, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped. He drew his sword, his expression wary, and faced the rock where Sieg was hiding. A flash of sword light burst forth, illuminating the dark night.

"You've been caught? Just because I stole some big chunks of meat?"

Sig was surprised again.

He immediately opened his inventory again, paused the flow of time, and pondered a countermeasure as Kowell's sword flashed down.

To be honest, whenever Sieg thinks of luck, he thinks of the item card he just got.

Pseudo-piercing Death Spear.

This magic gun is cursed with "Luck E".

"Could it be that even without materializing the demonic spear, one is still subject to its curse of good fortune? Or is it simply bad luck?"

Sieg put the issue aside for the time being.

At this moment, the enemies he faced included Vice Admiral Cowell and his hundreds of sailors.

In this moment of isolation and helplessness, dealing with this group of people is also a problem.

After thinking it over for a while, Sieg has made a decision.

.............

Time resumed its flow.

Slide!

Kowell reacted quickly, raising his hand to unleash a sharp sword strike that shattered the rock where Sieg was hiding, sending dirt and rocks flying.

As the dust and smoke gradually dissipated, the outline of a human figure slowly emerged.

"There's someone there! Take aim!"

Kowell snorted coldly, waved his hand to signal all the navy to be on alert, raised the guns in his hands and aimed them at the figure, preparing to concentrate fire.

However, as the figure gradually became clearer, Kowell's heart suddenly stirred, and sweat began to bead on the back of his head. He hesitated to utter the order to fire.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

This was a middle-aged man with high cheekbones and a gloomy face. His long, light golden hair was draped behind his head, and he wore a red cloak. He had an aristocratic air about him, and he was holding a blood-red spear in his hand.

"I bloom amidst carnage, like a flower in the dawn." Dracula's voice echoed in the night.

Apart from the fact that the weapons in their hands were different, this was exactly the lingering shadow in Kowell's heart!

Kowell hesitated for a moment, but couldn't utter a word. His body stiffened, and he gripped the long knife tightly, but suddenly couldn't swing it.

The other naval personnel nearby also exclaimed in surprise:

"Dracula the Impaler! How are you still alive?"

"That's impossible! He was already killed in pursuit by a secret unit within our navy!"

"Isn't that right, Lieutenant General Kewell?"

The sailors all looked at Cowell, wanting a definite answer, but all they saw was Cowell's stiff expression.

really...

Several years ago, Dracula the Impaler was pursued relentlessly by Cowell's 10,000-strong Iron Crotch Army and met his end, never to be seen again.

However, the navy did not find Dracula's body.

Ultimately, the fact that no body was ever found remains a mystery.

Take Wang Xige, for example.

He was also suspected of dying on the ancient island, but after 12 years, he returned quietly.

The mere fact that he was still alive was enough to severely dampen the morale of these naval personnel.

"navy."

Dracula flicked his cloak and leaped from the reef onto the shore, where he faced the waiting navy.

"Are you just washing your asses and waiting to die?"

Dracula's tone was indifferent.

But it made all the navy men instinctively tense up.

"Don't panic!" At the critical moment, a naval captain wearing a cloak of justice shouted loudly:

"Even Dracula, the Impaler, was defeated by Lieutenant General Cowell!"

"Lieutenant General Tie Ju is standing right beside us now!"

The naval captain's rallying cry immediately boosted the morale of the navy.

"Iron Chrysanthemum remains!" the naval captain roared.

"Still there!" the other naval personnel shouted in unison.

"As long as the Piercing Master lives, the Iron Chrysanthemum will never wither!"

"The iron chrysanthemum will never wither!"

Faced with the fear of Dracula's reappearance, the navy shouted in unison and loud slogans, and their morale was quickly restored.

Chapter 719 The Battle of Fate

The sailors chanted slogans in unison, which boosted their morale.

Only the leader, Kewell, looked somewhat unpleasant.

The slogans of his naval men always reminded him of those difficult years.

Dracula had been missing for about three years, after all.

Even the navy cannot maintain a 10,000-strong, heavily armed regiment for long.

After Dracula's disappearance, the Iron Crotch Army broke up into smaller units and rejoined the regular naval forces.

Therefore, the navy under his command was no longer the Iron Crotch Army that he had specially trained.

Dracula knew all along... how powerless ordinary marines would be against the Piercing Dracula!

as predicted.

In the darkness, a figure wielding a blood-red spear flashed and swiftly plunged into the battlefield!

The spear flashes like a dragon!

With each shot, a spray of blood bloomed in the night, an invisible aura swirling around.

Blood blossoms bloom amidst carnage, like daisies in the night.

"That man, he's back!"