SWDnovel Chapter 102 Drinking to Form an Alliance
Chapter 102 Drinking to Form an Alliance
Chapter 102 Drinking to Form an Alliance
Chen Yuanzhi rummaged through a storage bag for a while and finally pulled out a jar of long-sealed spirit wine.
As soon as the mud seal on the jar was broken, a rich aroma of wine mixed with medicinal fragrance instantly filled the deck.
He didn't even look for cups; he simply lined up dozens of rough porcelain bowls used for eating and filled them one by one.
The crowd drank wine in place of blood, raising their bowls to drink together.
Mud Monkey, determined to stir up trouble, slapped his thigh and yelled, "Boss, since we're starting a gang, we need a name!"
Before Xu Hao could stop him, Chen Yuanzhi blurted out, "The boss said his name is Megatron."
"I think Megatron is pretty good; just one flash of light on the sea off Shengzhou and a bunch of bastards would wet their pants!"
Xu Hao had only said it casually, but when he heard him shouting like that, he was about to tell him to shut up.
But his gaze swept across the deck, across pairs of bright eyes.
On these dark, rough, and even scarred faces, there was no joking, only an almost devout fanaticism.
These people who risked their lives, these people who crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, needed a flag, a name that would allow them to stand tall.
Xu Hao picked up the bowl, the amber liquid inside reflecting his cold, stern face.
He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
boom!
He smashed the rough porcelain bowl hard onto the deck, shattering it into several pieces.
"Okay, let's call him Megatron."
"From this day forward, on the seas off Shengzhou, anyone who dares to raise the banner of Wei Zhentian, I, Xu Hao, will personally come to their door to collect their debts!"
"Megatron!"
"Megatron!"
Luo Meng and his group of men, their blood boiling, followed Xu Hao's example, gulping down the strong liquor in their bowls before smashing the bowls under their feet.
boom! boom! boom!
In an instant, broken porcelain flew everywhere on the deck, and cheers mixed with the smell of alcohol soared into the sky.
Just as the sounds of shattering bowls and cheers were still echoing on the deck.
A low, desolate bugle call clearly reached everyone's ears.
The smile on the mud monkey's face froze.
The wine stains that were still on the corners of his mouth a moment ago now seemed incredibly ironic.
"Hold!"
Luo Meng roared angrily, his massive body like a raging bull, and lunged at the helm.
The cheers on deck abruptly ceased, and the drunkenness on everyone's faces vanished instantly, replaced by a deep-seated vigilance.
Almost instinctively, everyone's hands reached for the hilts of their swords at their waists.
More than a dozen massive warships broke through the waves and surrounded the Zhenyuan in a crescent shape.
On the left wing of the warship, a crimson flag bearing the blood-dripping beast teeth of the "Blood Corpse Alliance" was prominently displayed.
The giant ship on the right wing fluttered the dark blue anchor flag of the "Zhenhai Alliance".
The two fleets, which should have been locked in a life-or-death battle on the sea off Shengzhou, actually joined forces to encircle each other.
Chen Yuanzhi's face instantly turned ugly. He rushed to the ship's side, his eyes quickly scanning the fleet on both sides, his mind racing.
"Something's not right." He lowered his voice and spoke very quickly. "Look at their ships, they're all flying the banners of the vice-leaders, not the banners of Ao Zheng and Luo Tianheng, the leaders."
He took a deep breath, a knowing glint in his eyes.
"Ao Zheng and Luo Tianheng brought almost all the elites of the Three Alliances and Twelve Bandits into the Sea King's Tomb, only to have them all wiped out. It's been so many days now, the deputy commanders and elders left behind in the alliance must be getting restless."
"The entrance to the Sea King's Tomb has collapsed, so they can't get in. This means something serious has happened inside. So they simply stay outside and wait for ships coming out of this area."
Chen Yuanzhi's voice turned cold: "Regardless of friend or foe, intercept them first. We want to gain an advantage, and we also want to pry open our mouths and ask about the situation inside."
The mud monkey clutched his head, his legs trembling: "Second Master, we can't mention your and the First Master's real names! Telling us has already attracted bounty hunters!"
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Chen Yuanzhi was too lazy to pay him any attention.
Xu Hao stood on the bow of the newly renovated turtle-shell ship, carrying the Sea-Devouring Blade, looking down at the two encircling fleets.
He glanced back at his brothers who had just sworn brotherhood over drinks, then looked at the dozen or so warships in front of him.
"That's really timely."
He turned to Chen Yuanzhi, his voice not loud, but everyone on the deck could hear him clearly.
"Second brother, Megatron's first deal has come knocking on his door."
At the bow of the Blood Corpse Alliance flagship, an old man, thin as a dried-up corpse and wrapped in dark red bandages, slowly emerged.
With each step he took, the deck groaned slightly, as if he were stepping not on a person, but on a walking coffin.
Han Gu, the vice leader of the Blood Corpse Alliance and known as the "Corpse Collector".
At the peak of the Inner Strength Realm, he has one foot already on the threshold of the Opening Aperture Realm, just one step away.
On the other side, aboard the Zhenhai Alliance's ironclad warship, a middle-aged female general, clad in women's iron armor and with a cold and stern face, held a long sword at her waist, her neat short hair remaining motionless in the sea breeze.
Shen Tieyi is the daughter of Shen Chengwu, the vice leader of the Zhenhai Alliance, and the leader of the Iron Anchor Gang.
Han Gu, the "corpse collector," spoke with a dry, grating voice, as if his throat were filled with rusty iron filings: "This ship came from the direction of the Sea King's Tomb. Leave the ship behind; the people on board, whether dead or alive, are irrelevant."
Shen Tieyi ignored him, her eyes fixed on the Zhenyuan ship, her voice colder than the armor she wore: "My father, Shen Chengwu, followed Luo Tianheng into the Sea King's Tomb. We need to see the people on the ship, alive or dead."
The two groups, one after money and the other searching for relatives, appear to be working together, but in reality, each harbors their own ulterior motives, and their gazes toward each other are no better than their gazes toward Xu Hao and his group.
Chen Yuanzhi lowered his voice and said to Xu Hao, "Han Gu is greedy, and Shen Tieyi is desperate to find his father; we can use them. But they have the numbers and power now. If we fight them head-on, our ship—"
Before he could finish speaking, Xu Hao had already carried the Sea-Devouring Blade to the bow of the ship.
With his inner energy contained at the Tongqiao Realm, he looked no different from before, except that his eyes were a little colder.
Han Gu's cloudy eyes, hidden in bandages, looked Xu Hao up and down, then swept over the group of pirates behind him, and finally landed on the unique Zhenyuan ship, and he chuckled dryly.
"Heh heh—you bunch of rotten fish and shrimp dare to scavenge for food in the Sea King's Tomb? But this ship is not bad; it seems there are more treasures inside than I expected."
He extended a withered, brittle finger and pointed it at Xu Hao: "Kid, get off the ship yourself, and I might consider leaving you a whole corpse."
Xu Hao didn't say anything.
He simply raised his hand and picked up a shard of the rough porcelain bowl that had just been smashed on the deck.
Then, pointing towards Han Gu, he flicked his finger.
There was no sound of air being cut.
A small piece of porcelain disappeared the instant it left his hand, enveloped by a layer of dark cyan energy that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
next moment.
boom!
A muffled thud.
Three feet in front of Han Gu, the blood-fiend aura shield he used to protect himself suddenly exploded with a hole.
The porcelain shard continued its trajectory, grazing his ear before embedding itself in the sturdy ironwood mast behind him, until it disappeared into the handle.
The pirates on the flagship were completely silent.
Han Gu's forced smile froze.
He slowly turned his head, looked at the still buzzing mast, and touched the faint bloodstain on his ear.
A sharp, dark blue aura made him feel a sharp pain as he was about to step into the Qi Refining Realm.
This is not the Qi and blood of the Inner Strength Realm!
This is—Grandmaster's Qi!
"Second son."
Xu Hao's voice was soft, yet it clearly carried across the entire silent sea.
"We're open for business."
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