It’s not that Captain Stormvermin doesn’t understand this truth. If he loses the elf ship, his role as captain will be over. If he returns to the Scurvy Clan, he doesn’t know whether he can save his life.

But, he also knows that some things cannot continue.

"How to sail in this kind of storm!"

The black-haired captain pointed to the sail above his head. The sail was beaten by the chaotic wind, making a continuous noise. To Esky, it was the same as the sound of a helicopter.

Due to the influence of the sail, the speed of the ship has dropped sharply. What is even more urgent is that the ship behind has deployed its shield, and the distance between the two sides has become closer.

"No matter what, let's get rid of the caster first."

The white-haired rat held the cannonball, walked to the barrel with difficulty, and stuffed the cannonball into it.

This cannon is not a cannon, but a creation that combines magic and technology. It will not become unusable because the gunpowder is wetted by rain.

But he had no way of knowing what impact the large amount of rainwater that had just flowed into the barrel would have.

However, it should not explode on the deck.

"Avoid it, avoid it all, I'm going to fire!"

Esky shouted.

The brown-haired engineer warlock immediately ran down the stern deck. The black-haired captain and the clan rats were slow for a moment, but they also immediately ran out.

After the shelling just now, Mirza already knew that the ship would not be destroyed by the explosion of the shell on the spot.

However, there may still be problems with the barrel.

The problem that often arises with the weapons of the Skryre clan is that after exerting their strongest power on the battlefield, they kill their own people at the same time.

Behind him, there should be the beeping sound of the gun barrel accumulating energy. The sound was equally obvious even under the cover of the heavy rain.

A violent explosion sounded, and the shell had already exited the barrel.

Esky looked at the exploding gun barrel at the rear and remained silent. A fragment of the gun barrel was inserted into his arm, completely cutting off the five-centimeter-thick piece of flesh.

Fortunately, the cannonball was fired.

It was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, leaving only green steam traces straight at the stern of the ship, but in the heavy rain that even the sound was obscured, such steam was immediately washed away.

The large, round ship in the distance, except for the stern, the front hull was completely torn to pieces, no, not just torn apart.

If it was torn into pieces, its wreckage should remain on the sea. But now, except for the original existence, the only thing that existed there has disappeared, except for the small part of the ship left at the tail, which remains as if it has been eaten.

The intersecting scars.

The green flames like the previous ship remained on the remaining ship planks and wounds, turning everything around into a scorched black flame.

The heavy rain watered it, but could not extinguish it, but made it burn more vigorously in the rain. For a time, a large amount of white steam rose from the wreckage into the sky, and was beaten down by the violent rainstorm.

It repeated the process of rising and falling, and a white dividing line appeared in the sky for a while.

This time, Eski saw clearly that the mage did not release a resisting spell, so the dimension stone bomb was able to show its true power.

The red liquid burns on the sea surface, also covered with green flames. This is the huge collision angle on the bow of the ship.

Perhaps because of its special material, it was the only thing that survived the battle that Eski just witnessed.
Chapter completed!