Chương 1677: Napoleon VS Blackbeard ()

On the eastern coastline, a lone giant ship was slowly heading west.

The ship is so huge that it looks like a moving castle, which makes people marvel at it.

"It's the Lion Pirates, it's the Sea God Napoleon!"

Someone exclaimed. This name obviously caused a commotion among the people around, and people were whispering and talking about it.

"Poseidon, Poseidon, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!"

When a group of beauties saw Napoleon coming, they immediately organized themselves excitedly like a cheerleading team, waving colorful flags in their hands and shouting slogans loudly.

This scene made many people feel embarrassed and they couldn't help but frown.

"The Lion Pirates are here, so where are the Blackbeard Pirates?"

Someone murmured to himself, and his eyes involuntarily looked towards the west.

He held the telescope tightly in his hand, as if it was his only channel connecting to the unknown world.

Through the telescope, he carefully observed the western coastline, not missing any details.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when everyone's expectations reached its peak, suddenly, a thin black line appeared on the distant western horizon.

The black line was blurry at first, but as it got closer, its outline became clearer.

Finally, people saw clearly that it was a huge fleet, sailing towards the east with great momentum!

Through the telescope, people can even see the pirate flag flying on the fleet. The iconic pattern of the Blackbeard Pirates makes everyone realize instantly - the Blackbeard Pirates are coming!

"It's the Blackbeard Pirates! There are so many pirate ships!"

a reporter exclaimed in surprise.

"There must be tens of thousands of Blackbeard Pirates here!"

There was disbelief in his voice.

Everyone turned their eyes towards this huge fleet, and looking at those majestic pirate ships, they couldn't help but feel awe in their hearts.

In comparison, the lonely Lion Pirates seem so small and fragile.

Some experienced journalists looked at the scene before them and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

They seemed to remember that just half a year ago, in the same sea area, at a different time, the Kidd Pirates and the Blackbeard Pirates had fought a thrilling duel here.

At that time, the Blackbeard Pirates seemed particularly lonely on the sea, with only one lonely ship.

However, it was this seemingly inconspicuous pirate group that unexpectedly defeated the powerful Kidd pirate fleet in one fell swoop.

Now, the same jaw-dropping scene is happening again, which can't help but give rise to absurd thoughts in people's minds.

"No, no, the Blackbeard Pirates are known as the Fourth Emperor of the Sea. Their strength is definitely not comparable to that of the Kidd Pirates!"

The experienced old reporter shook his head vigorously, as if to completely get rid of the ridiculous idea in his mind.

He was obviously full of confidence in the strength of the Blackbeard Pirates and could not imagine that they would be as vulnerable as the Kidd Pirates.

However, the veteran reporter was completely unaware that just half a year ago, he had said similar words when facing the equally powerful Kidd Pirates.

At this time, in front of the huge lion head of the Lion, Napoleon stood steadily on the bow, his hands clasped across his chest, his eyes as sharp as torches, with an air of looking down on the world, he looked at the Blackbeard Pirates fleet gradually approaching in the distance.

Behind him, Murat, Davout and Nara stood quietly like loyal guards.

"There must be tens of thousands of people here. It's really a big deal!"

Murat stared at the huge fleet of the Blackbeard Pirates and the pirates who were shouting wantonly on the fleet, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Humph, they are just a bunch of rabble!"

A disdainful smile appeared on Napoleon's lips, and he sneered at the strength of those pirates.

"Lean closer!"

Napoleon gave the order decisively, his voice revealing a fearless determination.

"Yes!"

After hearing the order, the fishman operated the ship quickly without hesitation, pointing the bow directly towards the Blackbeard Pirates. The sails were filled by the sea breeze, and the ship rushed towards the Blackbeard Pirates like an arrow.

At the same time, the Blackbeard Pirates also noticed the movements of the Lion Pirates. They were equally unyielding and quickly adjusted the direction of their ship's bow, heading straight towards the Lion Pirates.

In just a few minutes, the ships of both sides approached each other rapidly on the sea like two meteors heading towards each other.

In the blink of an eye, the ships of both sides met head-on.

Relying on the advantage of having a large number of ships, the Blackbeard Pirates' ships on the left and right wings quickly surrounded the Lion Pirates like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

More than thirty pirate ships trapped the Lion Pirates like an iron wall.

Directly opposite the Lion Pirates is Blackbeard's vehicle, the Sword of Zibek.

This ship is particularly eye-catching among many pirate ships. A ferocious sword of Gibek is carved on its bow, as if announcing to the world the power and majesty of Blackbeard.

Just then, a crisp sound of footsteps was heard.

These were not the footsteps of one person, but the footsteps of a group of people, neat and powerful, as if a well-trained army was marching.

Napoleon stood on the bow of the Lion, his ten-meter-tall body like an unshakable mountain.

Compared to the Sword of Gibek, the Lion is obviously much larger, and coupled with Napoleon's amazing height, he can easily overlook the Blackbeard Pirate Ship below and have a panoramic view of everything that happens on the deck of the Blackbeard Pirates.

Blackbeard led a group of captains and officers and slowly walked towards the bow of the ship.

Their steps were steady and calm, revealing a strong self-confidence.

After walking to the bow, Blackbeard stopped and looked up at Napoleon above. The tall figure looked even more powerful in the sunlight.

At this moment, Napoleon's upper body was naked, and his body was covered in wide sleeves, which was awe-inspiring.

His right hand tightly grasped the trident of Poseidon, the symbol of ocean hegemony, which emitted an icy light that seemed to be able to tear apart the void.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, looking down upon the black-bearded man in front of him, revealing an unparalleled majesty.

Blackbeard and Napoleon were a hundred meters apart, staring at each other.

When he saw Napoleon's expression, his heart tightened and his pupils suddenly contracted.

For some reason, at this moment, Blackbeard actually saw the shadow of his long-dead father, Edward Newgate with Whitebeard, in Napoleon.