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Chapter 214 Brains Splattered
That pirate over there talks a lot.
His task was exactly the same as Dick's—simply to witness—yet he kept talking on and on.
This person would suddenly exclaim in surprise, then suddenly curse, and every few seconds he would spit out two mouthfuls of saliva, his tongue covered with foul language.
Pirates are vulgar, no wonder they are hated by the world.
However, Dick could sense the man's loyalty to the navigator, just as Dick was loyal to Earl Hubert.
His expression changed constantly as the battle progressed.
If he didn't care about the life or death of the navigator, his emotions would never have wavered.
After all, regardless of the odds of winning this battle, the pirate named Benson will be able to escape unscathed.
Since the loyal dog made a pact with the navigator to let the remaining pirates go, he would certainly abide by it.
The leader was clearly not a tyrant, nor did he have a face full of violence and anger; he even appeared cold and gentle.
But how exactly did he manage to win the loyalty of these greedy and short-sighted pirates?
At the very least, the power wielded by the navigator was enough to terrify Dick!
Dick had assumed that the loyal dog could kill the navigator with a single blow, the most notorious pirate in history.
But he never expected that the navigator's severed head would actually grow back onto his neck.
My God! What incredible power that is! Is the Navigator immortal?
Dick was shocked, as was the pirate named Benson beside him.
Surprised, he realized a truth: regardless of one's status, it is based on strength.
Since the name of the leader has been passed down throughout the world, he must have the strength to match it.
Dick even felt that far more people knew the title "Navigator" than "Loyal Dog."
From this perspective, the navigator is actually stronger than the loyal dog.
Although Dick believed that there were very few individuals in the world stronger than the loyal dog, he was certain that the loyal dog would not win this duel easily.
This will be a fierce battle.
And indeed, after the navigator's head grew back, his battle with the loyal dog became a back-and-forth affair, with each side having its own offense and defense.
But Dick noticed something strange: the Navigator's attack patterns were full of flaws.
The navigator's every move was completely unpolished, like an amateur instinctively and haphazardly swinging a weapon.
However, Dick had to admit that the Navigator's attack choices were often just right.
So he was very curious about what kind of warrior the Navigator was.
Benson, however, did not seem to see this. Judging from his expression, he simply did not understand the intricacies of this duel.
This is understandable, after all, he was just a pirate.
The battle before us is undoubtedly one of the most intense battles in the world.
According to Dick's assessment, the loyal dog undoubtedly holds the advantage at this moment.
The loyal dog raised its sword and slashed into the navigator's thick axe blade.
It is conceivable that, without the obstruction of those four strange halos that suddenly appeared, the loyal dog's attack would have already cleaved the entire iron axe in two and struck the navigator's body squarely.
Of course, Dick didn't know whether the Navigator could be brought back to life if the loyal dog inflicted another fatal wound. Dick quickly realized that even if the Navigator could perform such a miracle of resurrection once or twice, it was impossible for him to use it an infinite number of times.
Ultimately, a leader is just a human being, and the power of an individual certainly has its limits.
Dick stared at the battle, the navigator retreating while the loyal dog pursued relentlessly.
The loyal dog is indeed a monster; once it gains the upper hand, it will inevitably exert relentless and intense pressure on its opponent.
Dick felt some sympathy for the navigator, as he himself had often been cornered by the loyal dog in his past interactions.
Moreover, at that time, the loyal dog did not use any martial arts on Dick!
But at that moment, Dick saw a blue tentacle grow from the navigator's palm as it retreated.
This is the second time.
Previously, the tentacles reached out to the axe that was moving away, causing it to deviate from its trajectory and fly back into the navigator's hand.
And this time, the leader must be planning to use some kind of trick again.
But then the tentacles reached out toward the deck.
Huh? Dick was confused. A ship?
The next moment, Dick suddenly felt his body become heavy and hurriedly grabbed the railing to support himself.
Benson, on the other hand, lay sprawled on the wooden plank, almost completely unable to move.
Dick then realized that he wasn't the only one who felt this way; the pirate did too.
He tried to straighten his back, but found it took three times as long as before.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain shot through his internal organs, as if several eerie, giant hands were pulling downwards at his stomach and heart...
Is this gravity?
Dick had no time to worry about himself and quickly turned his attention back to the battle ahead.
Sure enough, even the loyal dog was affected.
The loyal dog's movements slowed considerably instantly, allowing the navigator to regain some distance.
Dick finally realized that this was the Navigator's doing, because he was the only one who hadn't been affected by this negative state.
But what exactly is this ability? Is it a martial art or a profound technique? Or perhaps some kind of martial arts school?
Just how many more tricks does the leader have up his sleeve?!
The loyal dog was forced to stop its attack, while the navigator resumed its offensive.
He grabbed the axe and ran, trying to get around to the side of the loyal dog.
Dick believed the navigator was wasting his time; a loyal dog would never let the enemy into its blind spot.
The moment he thought that, things took a turn for the worse than he had imagined.
The loyal dog suddenly turned around as it was supposed to, turning its back to the navigator.
This was clearly not something the loyal dog did intentionally; he immediately tried to move his feet, seemingly attempting to face the navigator.
But it ended in failure.
Dick also noticed that no matter how the loyal dog adjusted its position, it always faced the ship's mainmast.
It's as if it's been locked.
The navigator has caught up with the loyal dog and launched an attack.
But he underestimated the loyal dog. A truly powerful warrior will never rely too much on his own vision.
The loyal dog seemed to sense the navigator's attack, so it raised the sword to its brow with both hands, the tip pointing downwards.
Then he rolled forward and unleashed a vertical spiral slash.
The red spiral blade of air blocked the navigator's axe, revealing that the navigator's attack had still missed.
Perhaps due to the effect of this martial skill, the loyal dog was finally able to stop facing the ship's main comb and instead face the navigator.
The loyal dog didn't stop for a moment and immediately launched a counterattack.
He lunged forward and swung his greatsword from right to left.
The navigator blocked the golden, gleaming slash.
The loyal dog took a step forward and slashed diagonally downwards from the upper right.
The navigator blocked the attack again at its limit, but with great difficulty.
Then, using his footwork, the loyal dog spun around, positioning the greatsword directly behind him and then swung it upwards.
Although the navigator managed to block it this time, the axe was knocked out of his hand and flew into the air.
The tentacle in the navigator's palm immediately chased after the axe at an extremely fast speed.
The moment it touched the axe, it began to fly rapidly back to the navigator's position.
But, it's too late.
Dick could tell that the master's combo attack just now was only a single move.
The loyal dog had already unleashed three golden blades, but dogs have four paws—
As expected, the loyal dog raised the greatsword high above its head and slammed it down with fierce force!
That axe would never have had time to fly back to the navigator's hand.
Just then—
The navigator grabbed a cable hanging beside him and pulled it in front of him.
Trying to block the loyal dog's giant steel sword with a rope? Dick couldn't help but laugh; it was utterly desperate and grasping at straws!
"when!"
Just as the loyal dog was about to slice the navigator in two, Dick heard a sharp metallic clang.
Dick's eyes widened.
The rope became as straight as an iron bar and forcefully blocked the loyal dog's attack!
The loyal dog, having failed in its attack, planned to put away its weapon and launch another attack.
However, the rope in the navigator's hand suddenly softened and was thrown towards the loyal dog.
The loyal dog immediately raised its sword to parry.
The rope was stopped, but it wrapped around the loyal dog's sword once, and then—
A blinding flash of lightning suddenly spread across the entire rope, catching the loyal dog completely off guard.
The intense white light blinded Dick to what was happening below; he only heard a scream:
"Woolen cloth-"
That's Earl Hubert's voice!
When Dick’s vision returned, Earl Peyton stepped back from the driver’s seat.
Dick planted the sword in the floor to support his body, and he could even hear the adults breathing heavily.
Was the loyal dog too badly injured, or was it due to old age?
Dick couldn't tell, but the navigator's unexpected move had indeed severely injured the Earl.
What exactly was that lightning? How could an ordinary cable become a powerful weapon in the hands of the navigator?
This man's attack was too unpredictable and difficult to defend against!
Dick looked at the navigator, who had just returned the axe to his hand.
But the navigator wasn't in a hurry to attack; it was also catching its breath on the other side.
Halftime?
Indeed, although this battle has not lasted long so far.
However, both of them were undoubtedly fighting with all their might, and therefore must have already consumed a huge amount of energy.
From the current perspective, although the navigator always uses some unexpected tactics, in a head-on confrontation, the loyal dog undoubtedly still has the upper hand.
The navigator looked to be only in his thirties or forties, while the loyal dog was over fifty. Dick was a little worried about whether the adults could keep up.
Just then, Dick heard the Earl take a deep breath, draw his sword again, and cautiously walk toward the navigator.
Seeing this, Dick couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It seems that my worries were probably unnecessary.
"Damn it, why isn't this dog down yet? I really want to take off his pants and see if he's actually a monster with a tail."
"I really want to sew your mouth shut," Dick frowned. "That pirate is so annoying, always muttering to himself."
Looking at Benson lying on the ground, Dick couldn't understand how the navigator could tolerate having such a person by his side.
He didn't dwell on the matter for long and immediately turned his attention back to the battlefield.
Faced with the menacing loyal dog, the navigator did not assume a proper stance, but instead knelt on one knee and placed one hand on the deck.
Dick was quite familiar with all kinds of starting moves, but this was the first time he had ever seen one like this.
Every beginning must have some emphasis.
But Dick could only spot the flaws in the navigator's approach.
What is the navigator thinking? Could it be that he is not a top-tier samurai?
But if that's the case, how has the navigator managed to stay entangled with the loyal dog until now?
It should be noted that even when Dick used all his strength, he couldn't force the loyal dog to use his martial arts skills.
The leader, however, has already withstood so many blows.
However, Lord Hubert remained unmoved, continuing to approach the navigator with steady steps.
Once they were at a sufficient distance, Earl Peyton suddenly changed his stance, presumably preparing to unleash some kind of martial art.
Just then, a ball of flame erupted from beneath the adult's feet.
Dick was utterly astonished, wondering what the navigator had done!
The loyal dog immediately jumped backward, but the armor on its left arm was already red-hot from the heat.
However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, flames rose up from beneath them!
This time, the loyal dog was on guard and quickly dodged, thus avoiding being burned by the flames.
But when the loyal dog moves to a new place, the flames will follow.
Dick knew that the Navigator must be behind this!
The reason the navigator knelt on one knee was to control the flames!
But can such a move truly be considered a martial art?
After dodging several times, Dick noticed that the adult's pace had slowed down.
The Count's physical strength has severely declined!
This is not hard to understand, after all, the adults have been fighting against the navigator while enduring three times the gravity!
Seemingly sensing something was wrong, Count Hubert stopped dodging with all his might.
Instead, they slowly approached the navigator while minimizing the damage caused by the flames.
Finally, the loyal dog returned to the previous distance.
Just then, a crimson curtain of fire, taller than the gardenia, unfolded horizontally in front of the loyal dog.
The flames were truly peculiar; they burned the barrels and wooden crates on the deck, yet seemed not to ignite the ship's hull.
What exactly is the principle behind this?
This time, however, the loyal dog seemed to have no intention of running away; he resolutely rushed into the flames.
The loyal dog threw the greatsword into the air and then ran ahead.
After gaining a certain speed, it leaped up and grabbed the giant sword in mid-air.
The navigator below must have sensed the danger and immediately began to change position, moving away from the track where the loyal dog was about to fall.
However, the loyal dog suddenly turned in mid-air in a bizarre manner, directly chasing the navigator down.
The navigator had nowhere to hide and could only raise his axe to block.
However, the navigator's actions were also unexpected by Dick.
The navigator gripped the axe with both hands, knees bent and chest hunched.
He tucked the axe to his abdomen, blade facing upwards, as if about to swing it upwards.
Could it be that the navigator also intends to use martial arts to resist?
At that moment, the loyal dog's slash came.
The navigator also wielded the axe.
To Dick's mistake, it turned out to be just an ordinary attack.
The axe was even a beat too slow and missed the count's sword!
The adult's attack, however, was extremely precise, striking the navigator's head.
The navigator fell backward, his head splitting in two, red blood and white brain matter splattering out instantly.
The crimson flames vanished, and the gravity that had been applied to Dick also disappeared in an instant.
Then, a bizarre scene unfolded.
The liquid began to automatically return to the navigator's head.
The flesh and bones were cut open, and the wounds began to heal rapidly.
The navigator's eyes darted around, and he regained consciousness.
Only a horrifying scar remained in the center of his face.
Dick took a deep breath. Was this pirate really a human being?
Why can't we kill him even with all this?
However, the Navigator's current state is full of flaws, and since the adults have already witnessed the Navigator's resurrection, they should be mentally prepared.
Knowing Dick's understanding of loyal dogs, he would definitely seize the opportunity to pursue the navigator.
However, the adults remained silent for a long time.
Dick turned his attention back to the adults.
In an instant, Dick felt a chill run down his spine.
He finally understood that the navigator's axe strike had not missed.
What a terrifying man—
He was prepared to use his own death as a price to implement his tactics!
Count Hubert's hands were still gripping the hilt of the greatsword, but his left arm hung limply at his side.
The loyal dog's left wrist was severed by an axe!