Chapter 387: Section 174: I want to become an existence like the sun!

Under the heavy night sky, the Big Military Port was engulfed in raging flames; blood flowed like drifting logs, yet in the Voodoo Rainforest, there was only silence.

The occasional screams resulting from predators successfully hunting their prey only deepened the rainforest’s profound tranquility.

Yet in the small cabin, lamp light still flickered.

No matter the type of beast, all stayed far away from the cabin. Although it had no aura leaking from it, sometimes the survival instincts of wild animals were more acute than those of humans.

The interior of the cabin was spacious, far exceeding the limitations suggested by its external structure.

If outsiders were to push the door open and enter, they would be shocked to discover that within this humble cabin sat four Legends!

Admiral Yi Gui of the Imperial Navy, and influential figures from the pirate group like Hua Sheng and Asa–each one of them could bring profound impact to the maritime configuration of the Main World.

But now, their focus was all on another woman.

Mei Lan, a Legendary Divination Master and core figure of the Voodoo Sect.

Divination had failed once again!

The straw doll in the clay pot withered once more, burning into ashes.

Even the soil in the pot twisted and formed complex, tangled patterns, nauseating to look upon.

Mei Lan coughed continuously, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

Her blood was strange, blackened and foul-smelling, yet mixed with a hint of sweetness.

Yi Gui looked at her best friend with concern.

Sensing her gaze, Mei Lan managed a weak smile: “It’s okay, I–…” and then she vomited another mouthful of blood.

Yi Gui frowned, “Are you sure? You’ve already vomited liters of blood. You’re nearly out of blood, aren’t you? Take a break, there’s no need to do this in such a hurry.”

“We can take our time.”

Upon hearing this, the other two Legends became impatient.

“Miss Yi Gui, please try to understand our predicament,” said Hua Sheng with a smile.

Holding his Magic Wand, Dark Mage Asa spoke coldly: “We must act quickly! If we let Firebeard succeed, none of us will have it easy.”

As an Admiral of the Imperial Navy, even if Firebeard managed to obtain the true form of the God of Pirates and ascend to the pirate throne, he would just be a new deity. The Empire would naturally have deities to deal with him. By then, even if Yi Gui was held accountable, she could still serve as an Admiral.

But for Hua Sheng and Asa, it was different. Their path to promotion lay on the pirate throne.

The pirate throne was crucial for them, a key influencing their fate for life.

If they failed, unless they left the seas, they would have to submit to the God of Pirates. It’s easier for a small boat to turn around, but they had too many attachments and ties to leave easily.

Yi Gui snorted, “Your anxiety and fear of Firebeard are your issues. Mei Lan is my friend, and I care more about my friend’s life. If it comes to it, we’ll just have to fight, we are all Legends after all.”

Hua Sheng quickly raised his hand, “Miss Yi Gui, please calm your anger. We have no intention of going to war with you, we just want to trouble Firebeard.”

Legends were not known for being pushovers, but now, they dared not start a war rashly.

Because their goal was not yet accomplished.

They had come to divine Firebeard’s movements, to find the whereabouts of the God’s true form. If they were to fight now, ruin the big picture, and let Firebeard succeed, the loss would outweigh the gains for them.

Asa frowned, displeased with Yi Gui. In normal circumstances, he would have attacked by now, but he was holding himself back.

The close relationship between Yi Gui and Mei Lan was obvious to anyone with eyes.

If he were to attack Yi Gui, how would Mei Lan react?

She probably would no longer perform divinations for him.

Reconsidering, Asa sneered, “Yi Gui, you seem to be unaware of the reality. This is a trade. We provide the Holy Objects of the Voodoo Sect in exchange for immediate divination from Master Mei Lan. This is voluntary for both parties, and as an outsider who can’t offer any Holy Objects, you are already testing our tolerance by staying here. Mind your place.”

“You!” Yi Gui was indignant.

“Alright, alright, stop arguing,” Mei Lan raised her hand, complaining weakly, “Can you give it a rest? My head is pounding, and divining gods is difficult enough as it is–everyone, please, be quiet, alright?”

As a Divination Master, Mei Lan might be a Legend, but she had limited combat capabilities.

Therefore, it was her wish that Yi Gui stay by her side.

What if there were results from the divination, and these two Legendary pirates, for the sake of keeping the information secret, decided to kill her–whom would she turn to then?

“This is me worrying about you…” Yi Gui rolled her eyes affectionately at Mei Lan.

Mei Lan reassured her best friend again, “I know, it’s okay. I just feel a bit nauseous, like I need to vomit something out to feel better. This is the price of the ritual. It’s actually better for me to vomit it out because this blood captures the backlash.”

“This feeling, it’s actually like being pregnant. You know, there’s morning sickness, any small scent and you feel like throwing up, no appetite, and a slight headache.”

Yi Gui quickly shook her head, “I don’t know what it feels like to be pregnant. Have you been pregnant before?”

Mei Lan reached out and pinched Yi Gui’s arm but couldn’t make her flinch. From the outside, it looked as though Yi Gui was only wearing a Princess Dress.

“How many layers are you wearing this time?” Mei Lan teased.

“That’s none of your business, more layers are warmer,” Yi Gui huffed.

Mola had just tried to speak when she coughed again.

She wiped the corner of her mouth and said nonchalantly, “See, I threw up again, no big deal.”

“No big deal?” Yi Gui’s eyes widened.

This time, Hua Sheng and Asa frowned a little too.

Because the blood she spat out was mixed with several suspicious fragments.

“What is this?” Yi Gui pointed and called out.

“Oh, that’s part of my lung,” Mola laughed. “It’s just a tiny piece of my lung; let’s continue!”

The sun slowly rose from the horizon, and the dawn’s glow dyed the ocean red, a breathtaking sight.

In the ruins of the Big Military Port, pirate ships crowded the docks, and numerous vessels sailed near the port, like sharks gathering at the scent of blood.

Firebeard sat on a stone bollard at the dock, basking in the worshipful and even fanatical gazes of those around him.

He quietly listened to the reports from his subordinates.

After fighting fiercely for the first half of the night and clearing the battlefield in the second half, there were pirates expert in emergency repairs who managed to get all of the operable warships moving and accounted for the spoils of war.

And truth be told, despite Wei Sheng taking away most of the elite forces and important supplies, the pirates’ spoils were still incredibly rich.

This place was, after all, the Navy Headquarters of the Holy Bright Empire, with storerooms flush with riches!

“Boss, you called for me?” Feng Yao approached Firebeard. His face was covered in dust; he had also fought last night, but only arrived in the latter half.

Firebeard’s tactic of dispersing the pirate group had deceived everyone. Not just the two other Legendary level pirate groups, but the Imperial Navy had never anticipated that Firebeard would dare to strike at the Navy Headquarters so boldly!

“Third brother, come, take this.” Firebeard smiled as he saw Feng Yao and tossed him a bottle of potions.

Feng Yao hurriedly caught it, and upon closer inspection, his pupils dilated with surprise and joy, “This is?”

“Legendary level Healing Potion. Drink it, and you’ll be able to heal your injuries, returning to Holy Domain Level,” Duobi spoke as he walked over, accompanied by a young man with a red bandana wrapped around his head.

The youth glanced at Feng Yao with curiosity, then immediately fixed a fervent gaze on Firebeard.

“Boss!” he exclaimed, “Just got the news, your name is now at the top of the Holy Tablet for pirate ships!”

Feng Yao gratefully tucked away the Healing Potion, thinking it was no wonder–the raid they had pulled off was massive and executed brilliantly. They had taken down the entire Navy Headquarters; although Bi Tong ultimately wasn’t killed, he had suffered a severe blow from Firebeard.

Duobi said in a serious voice, “The news of the battle has not yet truly spread. Right now, rumors are flying around the pirate ships, everyone guessing what we have done.”

“Leader, what’s our next move?”

“The Holy Bright Empire will no doubt be furious, it’s extremely likely that deities themselves might take action!”

Duobi, as the second-in-command, was calm and stable, serving as the housekeeper for the Firebeard Pirates. His loyalty to Firebeard and his hard work in management and operations was part of why the pirate group could call themselves the number one in the Main World, besides Firebeard’s powerful personal charisma.

“Is that even a question?” said a newly-promoted Holy Domain individual with a red bandana, hands behind his head, nonchalantly, “The seat of the God of Pirates has already flown away; it must be going to find the true body of the deity Mei Lan. We should make our move on the God of Pirates now while it’s weak–that would be the perfect opportunity!”

“If another pirate gets there first, the pirate throne might be taken in one fell swoop.”

Duobi remained silent.

Feng Yao’s expression, however, suddenly changed, filled with worry and concern.

Firebeard laughed heartily: “No need! I’ve already promised the fourth brother not to make a move on the deity Mei Lan.”

“Ah, is that so?” expressed the one with the red bandana in surprise.

Duobi still kept to himself.

“But if that’s the case…” the red bandana started hesitantly.

Feng Yao choked up: “Boss…”

Firebeard stood up, walked over to Feng Yao, patted his shoulder, then pulled the red bandana youth close: “Kid, see that sun?”

“See, I see it,” said the red bandana in confusion.

Firebeard, filled with a commanding air, declared, “What does the seat of the God of Pirates count for, or even the pirate throne, compared to the bond between our brothers?”

“Heh, heh.”

“My goal is the sun; I aim to become an existence like the sun, to hold the scepter of flames.”

“The rest, they are not the path I choose to walk.”

The crowd was moved in an instant.

The sun burst forth from the sea’s horizon, its rays dazzling, illuminating the vast sky and ocean with a sea of light, like flames burning.

The sunlight shone on everyone’s faces.

The red bandana was filled with longing.

Feng Yao gazed toward the direction of Fire City.

Duobi remained expressionless.

Firebeard unstretched his furrowed brows as the sea wind blew, and then he laughed heartily.

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