"Charel, Mafik is dead!"

On the sea late at night, there was a blood-red warship bow. The Great Elder of the Committee, Mikhail, stood behind his hands without any emotion, and spoke out the news of Mafik's death.

"You have expected it, didn't you?"

A meticulous young man with hair combed standing next to Mikhail was Charel, the navigator of the legendary battleship of the Commissioner, "Bloody Mary".

Facing Mikhail's statement, he answered casually, and could not see the respect he deserved to be for the great elder.

"When a hunting dog can no longer catch prey, the meaning of its existence will disappear. When Mafik's mad dog wants to be a master, he will have no value anymore. It is not difficult for us to raise a dog that can bite people."

Compared to Charelle's carelessness, James, the current president of the committee standing after Mikhail's step, seemed strangely respectful. He replied half-bearing, completely the humility of the servants treating the master.

Mikhail's eyes flashed, and he reached out to touch the wood grain on the fence, and said meaningfully: "The Port of Tuster has been enjoying peace for too long, so long that people have forgotten the smell of blood and the existence of the Pirate King."

Charel chuckled and said, "No, the wealth we have accumulated is too tempting. When the name of the Pirate King is no longer shocking, I don't know how many eyes are staring at the golden land of Port Toust."

Tuster is located at the center of the golden route at the intersection of the seven oceans. It is impossible to describe its speed of accumulating wealth by using the daily wages. The committee has been manipulating it for decades, but the gold coins stored in the treasure house are enough to buy a country.

James's face was filled with heartache when he heard Charelle's words, but he still said in a humble tone: "We have only left for less than a day and some people can't help but take action. Although Mafik's mad dog is insignificant, not everyone can solve it.

The reputation of the committee has indeed been forgotten. When the Great Elder gets the Pirate Code and becomes the new Pirate King, no matter who it is, you will pay the price for it."

Charleil said with a sarcastic sarcasm: "The seven deadly sins are not in the hands of the committee except for the sunken greed, jealousy, laziness, and other pride, anger, and gluttony.

Does President James think that just using Bloody Mary and the Black Devil can defeat the arrogance, gluttony and dominate the seven oceans?

If the news that our anger was lost was not revealed, the arrogant controller, Old Folk, and Nicholas, the controller of gluttony, were hostile to each other. In addition, the ambiguous attitudes of the other ten legendary battleships, Port Tuster would have been looted long ago."

Charelle's words made James unable to refute. Although the committee is the only warship among all pirate forces that has three legendary warships, the only two remaining seven deadly sins can rank among the top ten legendary warships, which rely on real results.

And they had the obvious presence of the Wrath, that is, the Black Devil could be among the top ten legendary battleships, but no one in the committee has been recognized by the Black Devil, and only one Bloody Mary could be placed on the table.

When Mikhail heard the conversation between the two, he shook his head and broke the awkward silence.

"You only know that you can become a pirate king after receiving the Pirate Code, but you don't understand the meaning of it. Holding the Pirate Code can become the master of the 'king', and only the great elders of the committees of all generations know the location of the 'king'."

James looked up suddenly and asked in surprise: "Is it the exclusive battleship of the Pirate King, which is above all legendary battleships and can make the Seven Deadly Sins surrender unconditionally?"

Mikhail did not answer, but a smile of longing appeared on his face.

......

The darkness before Ling Ming is so deep that it is scary.

The sea breeze is strong, and the waves are rising and falling layer by layer. In the darkness, a huge warship that looks like an ancient giant beast rides the wind and waves, advancing rapidly at a speed far beyond conventional warships.

A dazzling light suddenly flashed in the distant sky, and the dazzling lightning illuminated the huge battleship.

The monster-like golden warship was exposed by the lightning, and the artillery more than ten meters high was neatly arranged on both sides, but its appearance was an open monster made of bones.

The strangest thing is that the appearance of this warship is completely different from the current plot world, and it is more similar to the magical version of modern aircraft carriers.

All the metals in the entire Port of Tuster were swallowed up by greed and used to recast the hull. In particular, the gold coins stored in the committee accounted for a large proportion.

I believe that except Shang Biao, no other madman in this world would do such stupid things as building ships with gold, and it was a warship that looked like a hill.

And except him, no one can make such a huge metal warship move at such a fast speed. Although there are some metal ships in this plot world, power and speed are the biggest troubles.

"Boom~"

The dull thunder sounded after lightning, followed by another lightning flash shattering through the sky, leaving a spider-web-like trace.

The thunder gradually became more and more frequent, and the new "Greedy" cast in metal was like a large thunderbolt. The thunder in the sky began to move towards the Greedy.

Another dazzling light flashed, and the deafening thunder exploded on the deck of Greedy, and a figure bathed in the thunder.

The seal in Shang Biao's hand was constantly changing, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of lightning coat. The rich light was floating on his skin as if it was alive and gradually absorbed.

After a cup of tea, the raging thunder dissipated and raindrops as big as beans began to fall from the sky.

"Brother Nan is awesome!"

A vulgar voice sounded, and a man wearing wide tortoiseshell glasses and fair skin like a gentle and scum trotted to Shang Biao attentively, and the flatteries that were not worthy of money were shot one by one.

"What's up?"

Shang Biao absorbed the last lightning and opened his eyes to look at the only surviving living mouth in Tuster Port. If it weren't for his guidance, the hidden secret room of the committee would not have been found.

This little contribution alone is not enough to save Shang Biao's life. This guy calls himself a designer and is an avid military fan in the real world. He is familiar with the design of various warship hot weapons.

The reason why he was able to transform greed into his current appearance is thanks to his guidance. Only he could use all the firepower of greed in the subsequent battles. Shang Biao was determined to save his life and take him to Devil Island.
Chapter completed!