On the leeward side of Simiu Island, beneath the towering cliffs, the deep seawater was also churning with considerable surges, affected by the surrounding waves.
On the "One-Eyed Skull," the ship of the "Mad Captain" Connors Victor, several pirates pulled on cloaks, raised their hoods, and endured the rain that stung as it hit them. They faced the wild wind that could knock over a child as they left the cabin to check around and avoid any accidents.
Their cloaks were made of linen, but the surface was coated with a solidified viscous liquid. The rain couldn't penetrate; it only flowed down to the deck.
That liquid was the sap of the Doningsman tree, produced in the rainforests of the Southern Continent. It was a natural rainproof material. Because it was relatively common, the price was originally very low, but last year a research group suspected it had obvious hair-growth-promoting effects, and the price had risen considerably.
"This weather is perfect for being inside the 'Red Theatre,' drinking hard liquor, smoking weed, and hugging women!" one pirate grumbled as he leaned out to look over the railing.
His companion tugged his cloak hood and agreed:
"I heard the 'Red Theatre' got a new batch of goods recently. I really want to try them out."
"How do you know?" another pirate asked casually.
The first pirate snickered:
"I heard it from the chief. Don't you know what 'business' the captain does? So the chief knows a lot of human traffickers. Hah, they like to call themselves slave traders."
"Speaking of that, I remember that time," the pirate who spoke first said with a reminiscent expression. "Among the 'goods' delivered, there was actually a runaway noble lady. Her skin, her figure, her looks... tsk, I simply... I don't even know how to describe it. Anyway, I still haven't been able to forget her to this day. Too bad she committed suicide!"
As they spoke, the area seemed to brighten a little. They instinctively looked up at the sky. In the midst of the pouring rain, silver-white lightning was anomalously wandering among the clouds that obscured the reddish moon and the stars.
Suddenly, a massive bolt of lightning that illuminated the surrounding sea struck directly toward the upper cabin of the "One-Eyed Skull"!
Boom!
As the electric snakes began to scurry and flames rose from the wooden cabin, the deafening roar of thunder echoed in the pirates' ears.
Immediately after, one after another, silver-white lightning bolts with claws and fangs fell densely. The "One-Eyed Skull," a sizable sailing ship, instantly entered a forest of thunder.
At that moment, the thick bolts of lightning that were almost intertwining suddenly separated, separated against the laws of nature, failing to hit the "One-Eyed Skull." Instead, they struck the black water around it, lighting up the nearby sea, with small crackling electric snakes visible everywhere.
The pirates who had been on the deck were affected. One was already charred black like burnt wood, and two had fallen down, convulsing all over.
"As expected, there's something wrong!"
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He was certain this was a demigod-level power!
If he had rashly infiltrated the "One-Eyed Skull," even with "
Taking a deep breath, Klein made all the azure gems at the top of the Bone Scepter light up, not one after another but simultaneously!
Around the "One-Eyed Skull," the sound of the storm suddenly split into two kinds. One was sharp, as if it could pierce eardrums and penetrate the brain; the other was deep, as if it was pounding the heart and interrogating the spirit body.
This gave the pirates an extremely unpleasant experience. Every single one of them felt the urge to vomit blood. But this was only the prelude. The sound of water suddenly intensified. In the direction facing the cliff, deep black waves surged up, nearly 10 meters high!
This wave was like a wall created by a deity, pushed by an invisible hand, surging toward the "One-Eyed Skull"!
This was the tsunami Klein had created!
This could already be called a natural disaster!
The sound of water was like an explosion. The pirates inside the ship looked at the dark sky, the chaotic clouds, and the enormous waves outside, as if they had arrived at the apocalypse of myths and legends, completely losing the will to save themselves.
But just as they were despairingly awaiting final judgment, inside the massive wave of the tsunami, a chaos that completely defied logic and the laws of science appeared. An indescribable whirlpool quickly formed, tearing at the whole, causing the terrifying wave to collapse with great speed with a bang!
Amidst the rumbling sound like the collapse of a mountain, the subsequent surge tossed the "One-Eyed Skull" high into the air. The splashing water from the disintegration of the previous giant wave hit the ship, breaking one mast, damaging the cabin badly, and completely flooding the deck.
Woo—
A fierce gale suddenly intensified, spontaneously wrapped around its surrounding companions, and transformed into a hurricane that exceeded its own limits, forcibly pushing the "One-Eyed Skull," which was in midair, toward the open sea.
Then, the ship rode the gale, flying through the air, covering several nautical miles in one go. It didn't fall back onto the undulating water surface; instead, it continued to move smoothly as if it were an airship.
As Klein marveled at how the demigod or equivalent-level sealed artefact on the "One-Eyed Skull" had neutralized his tsunami, and lamented that his own Sequence was insufficient—even using some power from the mysterious space above the Gray Fog, he couldn't create a tsunami like Cavigua's that could destroy a harbor—he prepared to take control of the hurricane, causing the "One-Eyed Skull" to lose its support and fall directly, preventing it from escaping the 5-nautical-mile range he could affect.