Taking the Port

In Galen's vision, a group of pirates, clad in white shirts, red pants, and red belts, leaped from the five warships. They were of various races and surged into the ruins of the port. The five leading pirates were the most conspicuous, including two Tauren, a gray-haired fox person, and two humans. Judging from the blood-red captain's hats on their heads, these five were clearly captain-level pirates.

The two Tauren surprised Galen. After all, Tauren were a land-based race, and few of them would choose to explore the sea, especially the world's darker corners. The five captains led the charge, with the two Tauren at the forefront, the two humans providing support from the sides, and the small fox person firing her rifle under their protection. Soon, they had cleared hundreds of skeletons from the ruins. These skeletons were mere cannon fodder—adventurers lured by rumors of treasure, cruelly cursed by Zem'lan to become mindless guards, patrolling the port for their master. No flesh or blood remained on their bodies, and their bones were rotting in the wind and sand. They were not even as formidable as the ghouls of the Scourge!

"Get out of my port! No one can take it from me, you damned invaders! I curse you!" A tall Zandalari troll skeleton burst forth. He was Zem'lan, the master of this port. And as he began to curse, the five captains and their pirate subordinates suddenly felt a chill run down their backs.

"Captain, I feel my strength has increased by 20%!"

"That's right, but why do I feel my skin burning?"

"My healing spell has been weakened, and its effectiveness has been reduced by at least half!"

Listening to their men's discussions, the five captains exchanged glances, secretly reaffirming Zem'lan's threat.

"Go ahead, kill those who are still alive. I will cut them into pieces!" Along with Zem'lan's roar, the elite skeletons behind him also roared and charged towards the Bloodsail group! Not only that, countless white skeletons in the sand dunes began to stir, pushing away the yellow sand and rising, like an awakened army of the undead gathering, quickly forming a veritable sea of skeletons!

The five captains of the Bloodsail Pirates were also shaken, not to mention the younger crew members behind them. It was considered a good performance that they did not wet their pants on the spot.

"Brothers, this battle was won by the five of us after struggling to win it from those old captains. This is our first battle since joining the Bloodsail Fleet. Admiral Zasj is watching us on the Black Pearl!" Of the two humans, the more muscular-looking one, likely a Kul Tiran judging by his large belly, inspired the fighting spirit of everyone.

"That's right, Admiral Zasj allowed us to call for artillery support. We can't lose face with the cannons behind us. Future enjoyment depends on this!" Another human captain also boosted morale!

"For the Bloodsail Fleet! For the future!" After hearing what the captains said, the crew members instantly became full of fighting spirit, as if they had been injected with chicken blood!

"Very good, Eudora, quick, fire the flare, we need artillery coverage!"

"No problem, just wait and see!" The fox person took out a signal gun from her arms, then pointed the muzzle into the air and pulled the trigger!

"Oh!" A red flare was launched into the sky!

Bombard the four seas! As the fox-person Eudora's signal flare soared into the air, the Bloodsail Fleet on the sea immediately launched a covering cannon barrage towards the Port of Zem'lan! Hundreds of warships and more than a thousand guns roared angrily, and shells fell from the sky, whistling into the harbor. The shells that fell from the sky landed on the heads of the skeleton pirates, followed by a large number of skeleton debris flying all over the sky.

Even facing such a grand spectacle, Zem'lan still launched a charge. He knew that his skeleton subordinates were immortal, and even if they were shattered into pieces, they would slowly recover! The men around Zem'lan were not ordinary skeletons. They were the "gold slaves" he had carefully selected, the elite guardians of his Treasure Island. Soon, they approached the team of five captains under the relentless gunfire!

"Heavy punch! Let's have a big fight and see who is the strongest Tauren Pirate!"

"As you wish! Kara!"

Two Tauren stood at the front of the team, swinging their scimitars, and severed the head of a skeleton troll adorned with gold and silver. After the skull fell to the ground, a green parrot on Mr. Toren's shoulder flew up, snatched it, and threw it to the ground, where it was then crushed to pieces by its owner's hooves. The bodies of those skeleton trolls had long since become extremely decayed due to thousands of years of wind and sand erosion. The two Tauren brandished scimitars and charged through the troll skeletons. Relying on their racial advantage, no skeleton could withstand their powerful blows. The remaining three captains surrounded the two Tauren and provided support, especially the fox captain, who fired dense grapeshot from her rifle at any critical spot in the field.

Just as they were demonstrating their might, Zem'lan appeared from the yellow sand stirred up by the artillery fire. He brandished the jewel-inlaid scimitar in his hand and instantly attacked Mr. Toren's chest. If it weren't for Kara's interception, the Tauren pirate would have been ripped apart by now!

"Go to hell, damn Tauren!"

Unlike those skeleton pirates, Zem'lan looked more like a mummy, with grayish-white skin wrapped around his dried flesh, and he was wearing a gorgeous yet shabby captain's uniform and a tattered cloak. The Pirate King, failing in his first strike, launched another attack. His eyes were bloodshot on his white face, revealing infinite madness. The double blades in his hands swung, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. Kara was unable to resist for a moment, but fortunately, she recovered and joined the fight between the two with her heavy punches. The two Tauren relied on their sturdy bodies and powerful strength to hold back the crazed pirate king.

There was a brief pause in the cannon barrage after 12 rounds of salvos. The Bloodsail Fleet's 100 warships turned their hulls, and the second round of cannon barrage attacked again. With the support of artillery fire, this group of pirates who had just joined the Bloodsail Fleet were not overwhelmed by the Skeleton Sea. Instead, they easily cleaned up the pirates who had escaped the artillery fire.

"No one can try to take the treasure that belongs to me!" In this situation, Zem'lan was still most concerned about his treasure: "For thousands of years, those who have tried to get their hands on my treasure have all turned into skeletons under my curse to guard this port for me!"

"Just wait and see. You too will eventually become a member of the Undead Fleet! Hahaha!"

Facing Zem'lan's clamor, Galen knew that he had the capital. This guy was a legendary pirate himself, otherwise he would not be qualified to contact Bwonsamdi and make a deal with the god of death. Over thousands of years, he had already mastered the characteristics of the Death Curse, and by utilizing the immortality of his own body, his strength increased greatly. The two high-level Tauren, Toren and Kara, were no match for Zem'lan.

Galen grabbed a handful of yellow sand from the ground, the power of Holy Light flashed in his hand, and he blessed the handful of yellow sand in an instant. Then Galen aimed at Zem'lan's location and waved the yellow sand in his hand! Amid the gunfire, the entire port was filled with yellow sand, but this handful of sand was inconspicuous. But it was particularly deadly! They penetrated the Pirate King's cloak like shotgun bullets and embedded themselves deeply into the troll's back!

"What!" A scream was heard! Although they didn't know what happened, everyone in Bloodsail knew that this was an opportunity! A bullet with a chain attached hit the Pirate King's lower chest, causing him to pause. Then a large barrel struck him on the head. Zem'lan's eyes went dark. When he came to his senses, a feeling of weightlessness returned to his soul. He was beheaded!

It was one of the human captains who used his spinning sword blade to hit the Pirate King's cervical vertebrae and directly chopped off his head! Heads were flying! Mr. Toren's pet flew out again, grabbed the flying skull with one claw and hooked the Pirate King's black pirate hat with the other claw. Mr. Toren reached out and caught the Pirate King's head. He raised it high and shouted loudly: "The Pirate King is in my hands! Stop attacking immediately!"