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Chapter 283 Pirate King

By his pedigree, he belonged to the Royal Lineage of some insignificant kingdom on a great scheme of all things, but at the same time, apparently, the same family produced several Legendary Level Professionals.

All of them bore the same weird bloodline giving them some powerful ocular abilities that he almost never used. One thing about Wentworth Ruthland that was commonly known, he was a genius combatant and a very powerful Professional.

There were even rumors of him having some kind of Ultimate Ability, but those ones were never confirmed and even from the memories Samiel got, he couldn\'t tell if they were indeed true or just rumors or fabrications of someone else.

Instantly, a barrier appeared around the battleship, though it was incomplete one because it was leaving an opening, albeit a small one. Samiel didn\'t wish to play for the turtle and he would rather fight the enemy.

And once the barrier was established, leaving only one single entrance through it leading to a small area around the ship, the enemy would be forced to come through his own version of Thermopyle and then he would meet death.

"Captain Alvar, prepare for the collision with the flagship of pirate flagship!"

Samiel shouted as it was heard by the rest of the crew, and everyone grew tenser hearing that someone would soon be boarding them.

As Samiel was expecting the pirate flagship to attack them, it suddenly stopped and several other pirate ships started bombarding the barrier with their cannons. Hundreds of cannon sounds were heard across the entire area as they rained down on the magic barrier.

Still, such action was absolutely futile because the barrier was designed to withstand a lot of firepower and they would need to fire at them for several days straight to crack it down.

Though surprisingly enough, after approximately half an hour, the sounds stopped, and instead of bombarding, the ship started once again approaching their position. Samiel knew that the time was on their side...

That was why he left only a small entrance, barely for one ship to enter...

According to his calculations, under the heavy concentrated firepower of all remaining ships, it would take them approximately 75 hours to break down the barrier. Meanwhile, the reinforcements from the Skrånøtiå would arrive within the next 60 hours as they were pretty far from the biking kingdom.

The moment they were ambushed, Captain Alvar, seeing how outnumbered they were, activated the emergence protocol that sent a message of this event to the Skrånøtiå to notify them that they were ambushed and in need of reinforcements.

Unbeknownst to them, the very second they sent the message, the Skrånøtiå already mobilized their forces as soon as possible and was already on their way.

It even got into the ears of Bishop Vilgar, who personally investigated if this was really an ambush by pirates or orchestrated by someone else behind the curtains of shadows.

Samiel predicted all of this happening because it was standard protocol, so everything he was doing right now was just buying time and nothing more...

He was aware that they were severely outnumbered by the pirates and usage of his Undead would come pretty hard on the ship because he could use only his strongest ones, not the Negash\'s army of Undead.

"Juulius!"

Samiel shouted at his personal knight, who hurried back to him.

"I am giving you command over the operation... I am going to entertain our biggest opponent. If we cut down the head, the rest will collapse."

The Holy Son of the Hall of Kadath had a clear plan in his head. He would directly engage the pirate king Wentworth Ruthland and kill him in single combat. With the death of their leader, the pirates would behave like the rats they were and escape as far as possible.

"My Lord, I must remind you that it is extremely dangerous as the opponent has reached Half-Step Gold-Tier and probably achieved partial mastery."

Juulius stated calmly, as Samiel just nodded but didn\'t say anything else. He was already aware of this long ago and prepared for it as much as he could.

"You know Juulius, since coming to the Tower, I forgot about one thing... with my newly found power... the Lower Floors of the Tower are not representing much threat to me... so this time, I am going to experience it once again finally."

Samiel grinned maniacally.

"The feeling of death on you... so wonderful and so entrancing..."

For him to finally have a Life and Death battle was something that he carved for... Since coming to the Tower, the Lower Floors were a bit disappointment because there was no danger for him in these places typically...

Though on large, that was understandable because most of the stronger people were on the higher Floors and people of the same TIer as him would often just steamroll the Lower Floors very fast.

"As you wish, My Lord."

Juulius said; Samiel walked away, and decided to head to the end of the ship, where they would be most probably boarded as the flagship belonging to the pirate king Black Eyes, was approaching them at fast speed.

All Undead were under the command of Ashimer and Negash, as the Elder Lich summoned some of his own Undead, mainly the spell casters, to help him in magical combat that was soon to come.

"Everyone prepare for the impact and combat!"

Samiel heard Juulius shout to the Templar Knights and everyone grew even tenser as they would be meeting the elites of the elites, followed by cannon fodder.

That was because, after the flagship of Pirate King, there was a small convoy of his pirate crew following as they would be for sure joining in the attack.

\'So it is also a show of force... good thing for us...\'

When Samiel saw how fast they were advancing, he realized that this wasn\'t just an attempt to get rid of him as fast as possible, but the Pirate King Ruthland was also asserting his authority by showing force by killing them.

And naturally, there was also a good amount of old greed for their battleship because this was something that even an ordinary Pirate King couldn\'t get his hands on unless he deiced to rob some royal navy of a local faction.