Above the boundless sea, the sky and the ocean embrace each other at the horizon to form a magnificent picture.

Dozens of pirate ships floated on the waves like a ghost fleet being judged.

Some of them are in pieces, as if they had experienced a great disaster, revealing broken wooden frames and torn canvas.

Other ships were engulfed in flames.

The flames were like deadly dancers, dancing wildly with the help of the sea breeze.

The billowing smoke and the splashing sea water formed a contrasting picture of life and death, light and darkness.

The fire cast ever-changing images on the sea, as if it was the wrath of the sea god, burning all the past glory and sins.

On the sea, the corpses were like abandoned puppets, pushed by the waves.

In this scene full of corpses, there are still some living pirates struggling.

They tried their best to escape from this sea of ​​death.

However, the raging flames were like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly cutting off their last hope of survival.

The mockery of the flames and the contempt of the waves made their efforts seem so insignificant, and it seemed that all their struggles were so futile.

Hancock and her companions stared at the scene in amazement.

As a member of the Nine Snakes Pirates, I thought I was accustomed to the cruelty and bloodiness of the sea.

However, when they witnessed this scene with their own eyes, they still found it difficult to conceal their shock and fear.

Unable to bear the bloody scene before them, Sandasonia and Marigorude covered their mouths, ran to the railing, and began to vomit.

This cruel scene will become their nightmare in the future and leave an indelible shadow in their hearts.

At this moment, the other members of the Nine Snakes Pirates had no time to care about the discomfort of Hancock and the others.

I stared in amazement at the hellish scene before me, with mixed emotions welling up in my heart.

Even though they were experienced in many battles, they had never seen such a hellish scene.

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On the sea covered with the smell of gunpowder, the pirate captain stood at the side of the ship, his eyes piercing through the noise and chaos of the battlefield, staring at the decreasing number of combatants.

There seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, revealing a hatred that had become tangible.

"That damn guy actually passed on such a huge error in the information he sent over."

His voice sounded particularly cold amid the rumbling of artillery fire, and his teeth were grinding.

Because of a piece of wrong intelligence, they fell into the navy's tight encirclement. How could he not hate it?

At the moment, it seems that he may not be able to leave the G5 base safely today.

Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts, a voice interrupted his meditation.

"Captain, we can't break through the navy's defense."

A pirate dragged his injured body and walked towards him step by step with difficulty, his face full of bitterness and despair.

His body was covered with scars and his clothes were stained with blood. If it weren't for his good luck, he would have stayed on the battlefield forever.

"The opponent's methods were too strange. We couldn't even enter the base and suffered heavy losses."

The pirate's voice was filled with powerlessness and frustration.

The situation they faced was far beyond their expectations. The navy's response and deployment were precise and accurate, and every attack was ruthlessly repelled.

Hearing this report, the captain clenched his fists tightly around his weapon, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He knew very well that they were already at an absolute disadvantage in this battle.

The intelligence error was like a sharp knife, which not only cut off their hopes of victory, but also left difficult-to-heal wounds on their bodies.

But he knew that as a pirate, he had to face any difficulties and obstacles, even at the cost of his life.

He raised his head, and the fire in his eyes became even brighter, as if he was going to ignite everything in front of him in the next moment.

"It's no use staying here any longer,"

The pirate captain glanced around sharply.

He was fully aware of the urgency of the situation. The longer they delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for them.

We must fight a decisive battle with the navy while we still have sufficient manpower.

He quickly turned around, facing his men who were tired and frightened, and shouted loudly:

"Guys, grab your weapons and follow me!"

His voice exploded like thunder, carrying with it unquestionable majesty.

On this battlefield filled with smoke and blood.

His words were like a guide, igniting the fire of hope among those whose morale was low.

"Whoever rushes into the base first can take whatever is in the base!"

His words seemed to have magical power, instantly sweeping away all the timidity and hesitation.

Stimulated by the treasure and encouraged by the captain, the pirates rushed into action.

Fanaticism and greed burned in every pair of eyes. They no longer cared about the fallen companions around them or the dangers ahead.

The pirates charged forward fearlessly, their shouts and the sound of artillery fire blending together.

Even though their comrades kept falling around them and blood was splattering, they did not retreat. Instead, they rushed towards the enemy's line of defense with even greater determination.

When the pirate captain saw this scene, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he felt more confident of victory.

The captain held his weapon tightly in his hand, led his men to the front line.

Every time the sword was swung, it would cut any obstacles in front of it in half.

But at this crucial moment, a chilling scene appeared before his eyes.

Strands of almost invisible threads, as thin as spider silk, densely cover the road ahead, like an invisible web, harbouring murderous intent.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the navy's bullets poured down on them as if they were free.

The captain watched his men falling one after another with a bloodthirsty smile.

"Although these threads are deadly, once you discover them."

“The threat would be greatly reduced.”

Suddenly, the captain raised the big knife in his hand, and the sharp blade light flashed a dazzling light in the darkness.

As he swung his sword with all his strength and chopped it down, the almost imperceptible deadly threads around him broke one after another under the violent force, like fragile strings collapsing in a strong wind.

At the moment the thread broke, the captain licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Naval base, I'm coming in!"

His voice echoed across the empty battlefield like thunder, and his body rushed forward.

And his men cheered at this moment.

Although they didn't know what had happened, they knew that the obstacles in front of them had disappeared.

They can give full play to their abilities.

"Crack!"

Followed by a loud thunder.

Enelu's body seemed to have stepped directly from heaven into the human world, and suddenly appeared in front of the pirates.

"This road is closed to traffic."

Enel's voice was cold, without any emotion.

In the back, Jin An leaned against the wall and clapped his hands lightly, making crisp applause.

"What a good pretense..."

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