Chapter 229: The Storm Arrives

Chapter 229: The Storm Arrives

At the leeward side of Simim Island, beneath a towering stone wall, the deep waters rose and fell in no small waves, affected by the surrounding sea.

Aboard Mad Captain Connors Victor’s One-Eyed Skull, several pirates threw on cloaks, pulled up their hoods, and walked out of the cabin into rain that struck painfully against their bodies, facing wild winds strong enough to shove a child over. They began inspecting the surroundings to avoid any accident.

Their cloaks were made from linen, but the surface had been coated with a viscous liquid that had already solidified. Rainwater could not seep in; it could only slide downward and fall onto the deck.

That liquid was sap from the Doningsman tree, produced in the rainforests of the Southern Continent. It was a natural rainproofing material, and because it was relatively common, its price had once been very low. However, after a research team suspected last year that it had an obvious effect in promoting hair growth, its price had risen considerably.

“In weather like this, the proper thing to do is stay in the Red Theater, drinking spirits, smoking cannabis, and holding women!” one pirate said, sticking his head beyond the ship’s rail to look outside.

His companion tugged at the hood of his cloak and echoed, “I heard the Red Theater recently got a new batch of goods. I’d really like to have a taste.”

“How do you know that?” another pirate asked casually.

The pirate from before chuckled.

“I heard it from the boss. It’s not as if you don’t know what kind of ‘business’ the Captain does. So the boss knows quite a few traffickers. Ha, they prefer calling themselves slave merchants.”

“Speaking of that, I just remembered one time.” The pirate who had spoken first revealed an expression full of reminiscence. “Among the ‘goods’ sent over, there was actually a noble young lady who had run away from home. That skin, that figure, that face—tsk, it was, it was… I don’t even know how to describe it. Anyway, I still haven’t been able to forget her. Pity she killed herself!”

As they spoke, they felt the world brighten slightly and instinctively looked up into the sky. They saw that within the dark clouds obscuring the red moon and stars, amid the pounding rain, silver-white lightning was abnormally roaming and lingering.

All of a sudden, a massive bolt of lightning that illuminated the surrounding sea struck downward, heading straight for the upper cabin of the One-Eyed Skull!

Rumble!

Electric serpents began darting everywhere. Only when flames rose from the wooden cabin structure did the deafening thunder echo in the pirates’ ears.

Immediately afterward, one silver-white bolt after another, all brandishing claws and fangs, descended densely. In an instant, the sizable sailing ship known as the One-Eyed Skull entered a forest of thunder.

At that very moment, the thick bolts of lightning that had nearly interwoven together suddenly split apart. They split apart in defiance of natural law, failing to strike the One-Eyed Skull. Instead, they brushed past its surroundings and struck the black water, lighting up the nearby sea until tiny crackling electric snakes could be seen everywhere.

The pirates on deck had been affected. One was already charred black, like burnt wood, while two others had collapsed, their bodies twitching.

“There really is something wrong!”

Above the gray fog, Klein saw his Lightning Storm being resolved through the image, and could not help exclaiming inwardly.

He was certain that this was power at the demigod level!

If he had recklessly infiltrated the One-Eyed Skull, even with Creeping Hunger, the Death Knell revolver, and Travels of Groselle, he would have been unable to mount any effective resistance against such bizarre power. At that point, there would have been no time to pray to himself, enter above the gray fog, and respond with the Sea God Scepter!

Drawing a deep breath, Klein made every blue-green gem at the tip of…