Infinite Bloodcore

Chapter 247: Section 35: Captain, I am yours now!

Pirates are greedy creatures, risking their lives for ill-gotten wealth. Between pirates, as long as there are no conflicts of interest, they usually don’t trouble each other too much.

Previously, one dressed in grey would have chosen to negotiate, to coexist peacefully as much as possible.

But not anymore.

“Long Fu… is a knight of the Empire,” the knight youth personally told the one dressed in grey.

“He despises pirates and wants to make his mark on the Wilderness Continent. But a secret mission from the Empire showed him a different path.”

“He named this group the Justice Pirate Group, clearly a knight’s mentality. That’s why he targets pirates everywhere, seeking to combat them. His command under the Lion Flag clearly uses regular military training methods to train the sailors on the Little Bird.”

“And these people are likely from the Rapids.”

The one dressed in grey was of Silver Level and had once been a captain; the knight youth didn’t conceal the combat target from him.

However, the Justice never encountered the Rapids.

“The captain of the Rapids, a Silver Fighter named Di Lou, has two subordinates of Black Iron Level. They’ve also come to this island to rest. They just happen to be on the opposite side from our landing point.”

With this guess, the one dressed in grey led the pirates, bending over as they moved through the reefs.

Soon, they saw a pirate ship moored by the sea.

The pirate flag fluttered in the wind—it was the Rapids!

“Who goes there?!” A pirate from the Rapids’ watchtower spotted the one dressed in grey and his group.

“We’ve been spotted!” The pirates from the Justice were somewhat panicked.

“What’s there to fear! Fire a signal flare, and let’s charge!” The one dressed in grey swiftly stood up and loudly ordered.

The pirates hesitated, “But we are too few in number.”

The one dressed in grey snorted coldly, “They are stopped for supplies; they must have sent many people out. How many could be left on the ship?”

“Open your eyes and look! Their ship sits deep in the water; they must have seized a great deal.”

“Kill them all, take the ship, it’ll all be ours!”

The pirates’ eyes suddenly burned with fervor.

From the time they had sailed to now, there had only been one battle, and it was with the nascent pirate ship, Little Bird. They hadn’t seen a single merchant ship and were already extremely frustrated.

Inspired by the one dressed in grey, the pirates suddenly howled.

“Charge with me!” The one dressed in grey led the way courageously, with the pirates closely following.

“Quick, quick, fire the signal flare, the Rapids are in danger, we’re being ambushed!” The lookout, seeing this scene, cried out in panic.

Just as the one dressed in grey had guessed, the Rapids was indeed very vulnerable at the moment.

Captain Di Lou was not on board, only the Black Iron Level first officer remained.

The sun rose from the sea, heralding the start of this pirate ambush.

Two signal flares successively soared into the sky.

Both groups of pirates quickly noticed them.

According to the plan, the pirates from the Justice immediately understood that the target was sighted.

The knight youth and others quickly received this urgent report.

Zong Ge immediately said, “I didn’t expect the Rapids to be docked at this small island too, we must head into battle immediately!”

The youth nodded.

The two signal flares, fired in rapid succession, indicated that both friends and foes had revealed their presence. The overall strength of the Rapids was not strong; this battle held a good chance of victory.

Without delay, an elite force burst forth from the valley.

“We’ll go ahead!” The knight youth and Zong Ge hurried ahead, quickly distancing themselves from the others.

Zong Ge activated his Fighting Energy, which enveloped his lower limbs and feet, a military Combat Skill—Rapid March.

The knight youth did not possess such a Combat Skill, but his speed was unexpectedly not slow, almost keeping pace with Zong Ge.

At that moment, the knight youth had already transformed all his original Bai He Fighting Energy into Blast Fighting Energy.

In his dragon-man form, with each forward movement, he would use Fighting Energy at the soles of his feet or on his back to burst forth, creating a strong propulsive force.

Thus, in a series of booming blasts, he charged through the dense rainforest like a bomb, his presence overwhelming.

By the time they reached the seaside, the battle was intense.

The one dressed in grey stood on the deck, locked in fierce combat with Rapids Captain Di Lou.

The Black Iron Level first officer had already fallen to one side, dead, a fatal wound on his neck clearly the work of the one dressed in grey.

This wounded Rat-man was now engaged with Di Lou and the second officer.

The second officer was the remaining Black Iron Fighter.

Di Lou, on par in cultivation with the one dressed in grey.

“This Rat-man is quite something,” Zong Ge praised.

He had abundant combat experience, instantly deducing the earlier battle situation. The one dressed in grey must have been the first to break through to the ship, quickly killing the first officer, with Di Lou arriving later, left with no choice but to engage in battle with him. If Di Lou had originally been on the ship, with such defensive power, the one dressed in grey might not have managed to board the Rapids at all.

The one dressed in grey seized the moment of opportunity, his actions swift and decisive, earning Zong Ge’s newfound respect.

“Enemy reinforcements are appearing!”

“Two, two Silver Fighters, this is bad, Captain Di Lou!”

With the youth and Zong Ge appearing together, standing on the rocks, the sight plunged the Rapids’ pirates into disarray, severely demoralizing them.

Di Lou’s face turned ashen, his fighting spirit greatly diminished, and he decided to compromise, “One dressed in grey, stop! I’ll give you half of what’s on my ship, I admit defeat.”

“Half? That’s not enough!” The one dressed in grey pretended to negotiate while intensifying his attack.

Di Lou blocked and retreated repeatedly, “Then, I’ll give you three-quarters!”

The one dressed in grey countered, “Not enough!”

The Stabbing Sword moved incredibly fast, tracing sword shadows in the air.

Di Lou barely dodged, a sword mark appearing on his face, blood quickly oozing out.

“Don’t push people too far!” Di Lou’s face turned ashen as he pulled out a short flute from his chest, quickly playing it.

Under the influence of the flute’s sound, the one dressed in grey’s sword moves suddenly became disordered.

A strong urge to pee arose, causing a filthy-looking face to become even uglier.

“Here it comes, Di Lou’s signature move: Spell—urine flow song!” Zong Ge’s eyes brightened as he murmured.

While it may seem that Di Lou was just fencing with a filthy-looking fellow, he was actually a spellcaster.

More precisely, he was a bard.

Spellcasters aren’t detached from close combat, many famous spellcasters possess decent melee and fighting abilities.

Di Lou was a Silver Level bard, who had created a unique spell—”urine flow song,” that greatly disturbed the enemy, causing them to be increasingly troubled by the urge to urinate, thus weakening their offensive.

Di Lou had repeatedly escaped from formidable enemies by relying on this unique spell.

Often, when the Rapids faced insurmountable foes at sea, Di Lou would use this spell to make the enemy sailors frequently relieve themselves, thereby significantly slowing down the enemy ships and earning Di Lou time to escape.

“Captain, I can’t hold it anymore!”

The pirates of the Rapids began taking off their trousers and started peeing over the ship’s side.

The urine flow song was a pervasive spell that did not differentiate between friend and foe. This was why Di Lou hadn’t used it earlier.

“Don’t pee on the mast, you idiots,” Di Lou’s first officer shouted.

But soon, he too turned pale, unable to endure any longer.

He also hurried to the side, spurting his urine.

Pirates weren’t particularly averse to wetting their trousers, especially during fierce battles. However, the urine flow song was no simple matter; it essentially triggered disorder in the target’s fighting energy and demon energy, particularly affecting the bladder and urethra. These stimulated areas made urination inevitable.

After peeing, these pirates felt much relieved.

Urinating indeed temporarily reduced the impact of the spell.

But a filthy-looking man couldn’t!

“Damn it, this guy…” The filthy-looking man, receiving particular attention from the song, now had a face blue with strain.

He was extremely uncomfortable.

Moreover, as a person mindful of appearances, even if killed, he would never indulge in public urination.

Fortunately, at this moment, Zong Ge and the knight youth finally arrived and forcefully boarded the terribly stinky deck of the Rapids.

Spell—Dragon Roar!

While Zong Ge engaged Di Lou, the knight youth unleashed a dragon’s roar.

This innate magic targeted only one individual, not a group.

Under the spell’s attack, an intense dizziness struck Di Lou, making him pause and reveal a huge vulnerability.

Zong Ge and the knight youth worked perfectly together, seizing their chance.

When Di Lou recovered, he despairingly found a Half-Beast’s two-handed greatsword poised over his neck.

“I surrender!” Di Lou dejectedly declared.

“You’re quite resourceful. I’ll give you a choice—join us,” the Dragon-man youth immediately extended an invitation.

Bards and mages differ, and bards often excel in using magic to boost morale. Compared to the urine flow song, the Dragon-man youth valued this more.

“Is he the one?” The filthy-looking man sheathed his stabbing sword, displaying disdain upon hearing the invitation from the young captain.

“You better go pee,” Zong Ge advised the iron-faced, filthy-looking man kindly.

The filthy-looking man pursed his lips, his posture rigid, and remained motionless.

Di Lou clenched his teeth in silence, overwhelmed by the circumstances but unwilling to submit to others.

Being a captain had been much more liberating than being someone’s subordinate.

And Di Lou was not reconciled to his defeat.

Under normal circumstances, had he encountered a strong enemy at sea, with the aid of the Rapids and the urine flow song, he might have escaped.

Yet, this battle found him captured during resupply. The Rapids’ strengths were not utilized, and his first officer was swiftly killed by an assault from the filthy-looking man. Subsequently, the knight youth and the Half-Beast rapidly reinforced and wrested control of the Rapids from Di Lou.

Seeing Di Lou’s hesitation, Zong Ge sneered, aligning with the knight youth, “If you don’t want to join, then die!”

Di Lou’s heart skipped, hastily pleading, “Don’t, don’t, don’t! I’ll join, isn’t that enough?”

“Looks like we’ll need to restock on contract scrolls for this trip,” the knight youth thought to himself.

But at that moment, Cang Xu and others arrived.

Seeing it was Di Lou, the old scholar suggested to the knight youth, “Better turn him in; his bounty is worth ten thousand gold coins!”

“That much?” Both the knight youth and Zong Ge were surprised.

“Humph, I’m not just any bard,” Di Lou chuckled, lifting his head slightly with a hint of pride.

“Indeed very different,” the filthy-looking man thought of the urine flow song, the disdain on his face deepening.

“Hey, are you really not going to pee? Enduring the pain is not good for your urethra, be careful of developing complications,” Di Lou taunted the filthy-looking man.

The filthy-looking man huffed, his face growing even uglier.

“Then let’s turn him in,” the knight youth suddenly suggested.

“Huh?” Di Lou was shocked, wasn’t he just recruited?

“Indeed, ten thousand gold coins,” Zong Ge nodded.

“Wait, wait. I’m Silver Level! And a spellcaster!” Di Lou became frantic. Being handed over meant possible public execution or, at best, incarceration…