In a certain area of the Eastern Sea.
Rumble…
Dark clouds covered the sky. The clouds kept rolling, and thunder rumbled. Lightning snaked in the dark clouds. Strong winds howled, raising countless waves and stirring up the sea. A torrential rain poured down from the sky.
From afar, the surging waves rolled over and gradually approached from afar. The closer they got, the higher they became, and the louder they became. It was like the scene in Journey to the West where the Dragon King wrapped himself in the waves and led the soldiers of the Sea Tribe to appear, or it was like the Sea God was angry.
Crack! A blinding bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the entire sea. On the sea, a huge three-sail wolf-headed warship was sailing on the stormy sea. The waves hit the warship, making it sway. It was like a toy of the sea, being carried up and down by the waves.
This ship was the Chris. It had been eight days since their first battle. During their voyage, they had defeated two pirate groups with a total bounty of only a few million.
At around ten o'clock in the evening, they sailed into this sea area. However, there was a strong wind without any warning, followed by a heavy rain with lightning and thunder. However, there were no islands around, so it was impossible to avoid the wind and rain.
"Quick, full starboard."
"Lower the sails, hurry up."
"Go below the deck and row with your own strength.”
On the bow of the ship, thumb-sized raindrops hit hard on the deck, making a loud sound. Demetrio waved his arms crazily and shouted at the crew. His clothes were wet from the rain and waves, but he seemed to be unaware.
Creak...
"Right full helm!" The half-naked Allaine turned the helm with a flushed face. He was originally wearing clothes and looked slender, but now his muscles were bulging like a gym coach.
On the deck, hundreds of crew members were running back and forth. Some of the crew members were constantly using washbasins to scoop up the accumulated water on the deck. Some of the crew members were pulling down the sails on the mast. Some of the crew members were fixing or carrying things on the deck...
"One, two, three, use more strength!"
"One, two, three, use more strength!"
"Damn the weather."
Under the main mast, Oliver, who was half-naked, showed his muscular chest, which was covered with hideous wounds. He grabbed the rope and pulled down the sail with five or six crew members beside him. While pulling, he shouted that there was no signal, but he could still complain at the same time.
Although the crew members around him did not speak, they all had bitter expressions. The wind came one after another, and the rain was pouring down like the heavens. It was raining heavily, and everything in front of them was white. A large waterfall hung between heaven and earth. The rain was too heavy.
As for the wind and waves, if it wasn't for their captain standing on the watchtower on the main mast, using shock waves or blast cannons to break the waves that were dozens of meters tall, the Chris would have been overturned and drowned in the endless sea.
" The biggest wheel-Shockwave!"
The moist air and the surrounding rain suddenly shook, and a huge transparent pale white shock wave shot out from the Chris. The nearly 100-meter-tall wave was cut in half by the huge ring-shaped shock wave, instantly causing the surrounding sea to calm down. However, looking at the huge waves on both sides, everyone knew that this was only a temporary calm.
A flash of lightning lit up the entire Chris.
"This terrible weather…the power of nature is indeed something that humans can't resist.”
He wiped the rain off his face, and the light of the lightning illuminated his tired figure. He stood on the highest watchtower of the Krist, his white short-sleeved shirt completely soaked. He looked at the huge waves in the distance and could not help but feel his scalp tingle. In just 20 minutes, he had broken through five waves that were tens or hundreds of meters tall. Ordinary shock waves would not be effective against such huge waves. Only the largest shock waves or shock cannons would be effective.
However, Arida could only persevere. If the ship capsized, everyone on board would still have a small chance of surviving, even the weakest of them. As a Demon Fruit user, Arida could not survive, even if he was the strongest. Hence, the Chris was his life now.
Time slowly passed. The three-sail wolf-headed warship, Chris, had been sailing on the stormy sea for an unknown period of time. It felt as if a night had passed.
Suddenly, a crew member who was busy on the deck raised his head inadvertently. He was stunned and then shouted excitedly,"Look, there's light in front!"
"Where?"
"Where is the light?"
"There's light, there's indeed light!"
"We're going out soon!"
Instantly, the crew members on the deck looked at the distant parallel line of the sea. A ray of light was revealed, and they were all so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. It was a ray of light that symbolized hope.
"Hu ~"
Looking at the light on the parallel line of the sea, Arida plopped down on the floor and heaved a sigh of relief. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with exhaustion. He had no idea how much time had passed, and he had no idea how many of the biggest shock waves and blast cannons he had fired. He only knew that he was too tired. All he wanted now was to find a place to have a good sleep.
"Quick, go to the place with light! This was the last stretch of the road. Come on, hold on.”
Demetrio, whose eyes were also bloodshot, also heaved a sigh of relief. However, it was not the time to really relax, because they were still within the scope of the storm.
"Good luck!"
"Hold on!"
"We're going out soon!"
……
All the crew members were suddenly full of energy as if they were injected with chicken blood.
"My path as a swordsman is really bumpy!”Touching his wet short hair, Oliver said in a very emotional tone.
"Tsk, people who don't know would think that you've suffered a lot. Who knew that it was just a storm?”Gorb, who had just climbed up from the deck, heard Oliver's words and immediately complained.
At this moment, Gorb was also in an extremely sorry state. Not only was his body wet, but he was also dirty. There was also a seaweed on his head. Because the bottom of the ship had hit something, a crack had been created. Seawater kept pouring in. He had been commanding the two floors below to block the crack.
"Don't be so long-winded. Don't think that just because you have a blade of grass on your head and pretend to be a native, you're much stronger.”Seeing Gorb's reaction, Oliver immediately retaliated.
“……”
The two of them sat on the deck and complained to each other. After about an hour, the Chris finally left the stormy waters.
From here, there were two extremes. On one side, there were thunderclouds and lightning, torrential rain, and waves rolling up. On the other side, it was calm. Seagulls were still flying in the sky, and the gentle morning sunlight was warm on their bodies.
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