I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means Chapter 403: 336: The Towering Waves of Giant Horn Port2

Chapter 403: Chapter 336: The Towering Waves of Giant Horn Port_2

“Damn it, I wonder if boss Patrick has properly tornted those damned little thieves from last night!”

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Listening to the excited voices of his companions nearby, Delion felt an inexplicable sense of unease growing within him.

Watching the Hurricane approaching rapidly with sails hoisted, he could no longer suppress his instinctive urge to leave and turned to go.

“Mr. Delion, where are you off to?”

Manager Lais watched him with a smile that seed like a kind reminder:

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“The Hurricane is back, aren’t you waiting to greet your captain?”

“Heh, I suddenly rembered I forgot sothing in the tavern last night, so I’m hurrying back to get it. Otherwise, if I delay boss Patrick’s ti, I’ll be in big trouble.”

“Is that so?”

With that, Lais stopped obstructing Delion and watched his hurried figure, signaling to his subordinates beside him with a look.

The subordinates imdiately caught on and followed closely behind.

Lais turned to watch the increasingly striking Hurricane in his field of view, feeling sowhat emotional.

Could it really be as exaggerated as Lord Halil said?

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In no ti at all, the Hurricane had arrived at the docks of Giant Horn Port, the pale blue light on the ship’s hull gradually dimming, and its speed decreasing as well.

“Wait, what’s that hanging from the bow?”

“Is it a person?”

“Haha, it must be those little thieves from last night!”

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“Wait… That’s not boss Patrick, is it?”

The pirates on the docks were ecstatically shouting when a voice tinged with terror and disbelief cut through the crowd.

As the Hurricane drew closer, more people caught sight of the body hanging from the bow.

A coarse rope around its neck suspended a large and sturdy body beneath the ship’s figurehead, still swaying back and forth slightly.

Although the face was not clear, the blood-colored shark tattoo on the chest unmistakably revealed the corpse’s true identity.

Blood Shark Patrick!

The crowd on the docks suddenly plunged into chaos, bystanders shocked that Blood Shark Patrick, who had road the Pearl Sea for more than a decade, had been killed—a feat not even the Bodichi Navy had achieved!

As for the pirates who had co from the Hurricane, they were now pale-faced, struck with inexplicable terror.

Was boss Patrick dead?

How could this be possible?

But no matter how much they didn’t want to accept it, this was a fact that had already occurred.

As they turned to flee, they were all stopped by the subordinates brought by Lais.

Although Lais had been ntally prepared, seeing the familiar yet lifeless appearance of Patrick sent a chill down his spine.

Since the enemy had truly managed to kill this great pirate, no matter by what ans, they definitely had Gold Level strength.

For such a powerful adversary, Lais felt it was best to maintain a certain level of respect.

When the Hurricane finally cut through the azure sea and stopped a dozen ters from the dock, a figure appeared at the bow of the ship.

Charles looked down at the crowd on the dock and suddenly seed to enjoy the feeling of looking down from above, shouting loudly:

“Listen up, down there, our boss has killed Blood Shark Patrick, the Hurricane now belongs to the Eagle Pirate Group. If you know what’s good for you, hand over Patrick’s n quickly!”

Hearing the demand, the dock instantly erupted into chaos.

“The Eagle Pirate Group, is it that odd pirate group that’s always wandering around the Pearl Sea, hunting other pirates?”

“They actually killed Patrick?!”

“How strong must their captain be!”

Lais naturally heard Charles’s demand but still hardened his resolve as he spoke:

“No offense intended, but trying to take those people like this doesn’t fit with the rules of Giant Horn Port. It would be better for your captain to have a word with Lord Halil!”

That was the reason Halil had asked him to stand guard here.

Eventually, the people would have to be handed over, but they couldn’t be given up so easily, as that might break all the hard-earned rules established here.

It would be better to have the opposing captain et with Halil, on one hand to recognize this top contender newly erged on the Pearl Sea, and on the other, to earn a favor in passing.

By showing mutual respect, everyone cos out ahead!

After hearing Lais’s response, the person on the ship withdrew his head.

Just as Lais felt a bit nervous, he suddenly sensed the air around him becoming dry and scorching hot.

Amidst the crowd’s stunned gazes, a massive blue fireball with a diater of ten ters appeared at the bow of the Hurricane, floating silently in the air.

The fireball was swirling with flas like liquid, and though it was distant, Lais could feel its horrific heat and unmatched power.

This was clearly the strength of the Golden Rank!

Lais’s forehead began to bead with sweat, unsure if it was from the heat or from fear.

“This…”

“Listen up!”

Charles’s head popped up again from the bow, shouting:

“Our captain says stop the nonsense and hand over the n quickly, or he won’t be polite!”

What kind of brute is this, doesn’t he know any protocol?

Although Lais was inwardly indignant, he dared not move a muscle at the mont.

He wasn’t sure if saying another word would cause the opponent to actually throw that giant fireball down, and there’d be no place to reason afterwards.

Just then, a burly figure erged on the dock, staring at the huge blue fireball in midair, his brow deeply furrowed.