The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 534 - 443, Dealing with the Traitor

Chapter 534: Chapter 443, Dealing with the Traitor

As the ship continued forward.

Philippa saw many familiar pirate groups.

And at the dock on the small island, she saw a black pirate flag emblazoned with dragon-shaped wings—the Black Dragon Pirate Group.

What is going on?

What the hell.

Just as she thought about returning to the cabin to report the situation here, a ship from the Mad Lion Pirate Group slowly approached.

The brown explosive hair, like that of a lion—’Jokim’.

He leaped directly from the ship, landing on this one.

With one hand on Philippa’s shoulder, he said, “Quite the spectacle, eh?”

Philippa’s gaze narrowed slightly as she shook off his arm, “Why are you all gathered here?”

Jokim looked her up and down and laughed, “Come on, you’ll know once you get on the island.”

Seeing his appearance, Philippa didn’t ask any further and said to the pirates on her ship: “Leave some people to guard the ship; the rest go ashore to rest. Restrain yourselves and don’t cause trouble everywhere.”

“Yes, Captain.” The pirates answered loudly.

The island coast didn’t have a fixed harbor.

They stopped near the shore and got on the island directly using two small boats.

Philippa followed ‘Jokim’.

They went straight into a stone castle-like building in the center.

…

Entering the stone castle,

a mix of sweat and the salty scent of seawater hit them in the face.

Dimly lit space was crammed with differently dressed pirates; some sat on chairs sharpening their curved knives, while others, with missing teeth, poured bottles of liquor into their mouths.

The pirates were loud, with crude talk and raucous laughter filling the room.

Jokim patted Philippa’s shoulder and then turned to leave.

Philippa stood there, still scanning the surroundings.

What the hell, it was indeed the infamous pirates from various routes.

This was some powerful call to have them all gather here.

Her gaze swept around and finally found a familiar face.

The Flying Fish Pirate Group—Babuzzi.

Philippa squeezed through the crowd and patted his shoulder, “Babuzzi, why’d you shave your beard? To commemorate your ex-wife?”

“Damn it, Philippa, can’t you stop bringing that up wherever you go?” Babuzzi grumbled unhappily.

“Won’t mention it, won’t mention it.” Philippa pulled him aside and went straight to the point: “What’s going on here? Why are there so many pirates?”

Babuzzi frowned and looked at her puzzlingly, “Wait, you came here without knowing anything?”

“Say no more; after we separated, I ran into the Mad Lion Pirate Group, and he brought me here,” Philippa explained.

“I mean, didn’t you receive the letters?”

Philippa’s heart skipped a beat.

Ever since the news came from Gold and Silver Island that her mother had been kidnapped, intending to lure Wu Heng out to sea,

she had not received any letters.

She thought there wasn’t much happening lately, but it seemed it was without her.

Why did the Mad Lion Pirate Group bring her here then?

This made her speculate more in her heart, causing her forehead to gradually sweat.

She glanced at the doorway, which was already guarded.

Breaking out did not seem plausible.

Taking a deep breath, she said, “Well, I did receive it, but I didn’t pay attention at that time, and later, the words on it disappeared. Tell me what it said?”

“Are you serious?”

Philippa’s eyebrows shot up, “Babuzzi, I saved your life last time; you doubt me.”

“Alright, I’ll assume you’re telling the truth. Someone said this is Barbary Island, the island where the first Pirate King was identified by pirates. This time, the envelope called everyone here to divide the wealth of several big merchant groups and to unify the next plan of action.”

Philippa nodded, even more astonished.

The Pirate King was indeed real.

And the guidance of the blank letters during this time made the pirates fully trust the instructions above.

However, at this moment, she was no longer trusted by the envelopes.

Tap, tap, tap~!

While the two whispered,

a series of footsteps sounded.

Several people quickly stepped onto the wooden platform in front.

Leading them was a man in leather armor with a black cape, one-eyed, with a longsword hanging from his waist.

The second person was the captain of the Mad Lion Pirate Group, ‘Jokim’.

The entire place suddenly fell silent.

The man in the black cape scanned the crowd and announced loudly, “Brave brothers and sisters, good day, I am ‘Heller,’ the captain of the Black Dragon Pirate Group.”

After introducing himself, he clapped his hands lightly toward one side.

Then, figures in various attires were dragged and shoved onto the stage.

They knelt below the wooden platform.

“They’re from the Kingdom Fleet.”

“And people from the Merchant Group Guards.”

“Where did they capture so many?”

Below, the pirates began to discuss among themselves.

They were surprised and curious about the gathering of so many individuals from different powers.

Meanwhile, Philippa’s gaze had narrowed slightly.

The people from Gold and Silver Island who expelled the pirate fleet.

Those from the various merchant groups and mercenaries gathered together were brought here, waiting like defeated dogs for the pirates to deal with them.

The Black Dragon Pirate Group captain gestured for silence with a hand press in the air, indicating that everyone should be quiet.

Then he spoke, “The wealth we plunder, that is our deserved glory, we brave the tumultuous seas, never felled by hardship, these people are our enemies, they try to block our path, yet do not realize our warships are as ferocious as giant sharks, our warriors as strong as raging bears.”

As he spoke, people behind him carried out one wooden chest after another.

Upon opening, they revealed brimming gold.

The pirates’ eyes became fervent, and their expressions increasingly excited.

The Black Dragon Captain smiled, his voice rising again, “Everyone will remember our splendor.”

Thud, thud, thud~!

Blade after blade, across the hostages’ throats.

Blood spurted like fountains, hostages writhed and fell to the ground, gradually becoming silent.

The entire room was covered in the pungent scent of blood.

The pirates, however, merely avoided the splashing blood, their gaze still fixed on the distant chests of Gold Coins.

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After the bloodshed.

The Black Dragon Captain clapped his hands again, “Distribute the money to everyone, this is what the Pirate King promised you.”

The coins from the wooden barrels were bagged into purses.

Divided directly according to the scale of the Pirate Group.

“Praise the Pirate King.”

The pirates shouted in unison, “Praise the Pirate King.”

The Black Dragon Captain continued, “The reason I’ve gathered you all here is to undertake a feat that will change the landscape of the Emerald Sea.

We will gather all the pirates and take over the entire Emerald Sea, redefine the maritime rules, no longer will pirates be the laughing stock of families, everyone wishing to trade through the sea lanes will have to pay a sufficient sum of money.

And to all captains present, you will no longer fear the guilds and fleets, you will have your own estates and women like nobles, a continual flow of Gold Coins delivered into your hands every day.

At home, you’ll only deal with the little annoyances of counting money, no longer being wanted, nor becoming the curse of everyone.”

The pirates began to discuss amongst themselves.

Yet no one raised objections, at most they were discussing what exactly was to be done.

Philippa stood below, holding a bag of Gold Coins in her hand.

Even now she felt no danger, but was still somewhat uneasy.

She didn’t care about redrawing sea rules, just wished it would end quickly so she could leave.

To report the intelligence to Wu Heng.

The people on Gold and Silver Island, they’re all dead.

And in one fell swoop.

“Tonight, we set sail, what we will do, I will inform everyone in time,” Black Dragon paused slightly, then said, “But for the first step, before we depart, we must catch the traitors among the pirates to sacrifice to the Sea God.”

As his words fell, pirate guards around immediately moved toward the crowd.

Suddenly, the sounds of shoving and fighting echoed all around.

Several figures appeared beside Philippa, holding weapons, surrounding her in the middle.

“Let’s go, it’s time for you to show your face on stage.”

Philippa’s face changed dramatically, her heart pounding as if struck by thunder.

Casting a glance at the stage.

The members of the Mad Lion Pirate Group were watching this side with a mocking face.

Damn, this piece of shit is screwing me over.

…

Gold and Silver Island, the office.

Wu Heng sat in the office, looking over the materials that had recently been brought in.

Indeed, as Andre Willow said, the number of guard teams on the island had increased exponentially.

An island just pardoned, still under surveillance, having so many guard teams, was somewhat unreasonable.

Creak~!

The door opened, and Andre Willow came back from outside.

He said softly, “Master, Steward Imilo asks you to go there, saying the reward from last time has arrived.”

Wu Heng was startled first, then overjoyed.

A reward from the Steward could only mean the first-class merit reward transferred from the headquarters.

After such a long time, it had finally arrived.

“Hmm, I’ll take a look,” Wu Heng stood up and walked straight out.

Arriving at the Steward’s Office.

Entering the room, Xi Ligui was already there, sitting on the couch.

Imilo was sitting behind the desk, with Assistant Moya on the side, brewing tea for everyone.

“Steward!” Wu Heng said.

Imilo nodded, walked out from behind the desk, and with a wave of his hand, two items appeared on the coffee table.

“Your first-class rewards have arrived, chosen by the headquarters according to the characteristics of your respective professions.”

On the table, there were two items.

For Wu Heng, there was a colorfully embroidered Robe, and for Xi Ligui, there was a Longsword with a pale blue handle.

His gaze landed on the Robe.

[Robe of the Hundred Soldiers (Special Item)]

[Category: Special Item]

[Effect: Ability Clone]

[Side Effects: Upon dispelling the ability, temporary thought fragmentation]

(Description: Every one is me, and each is an independent individual.)