A rare magical miracle in the world

Chapter 53: Chapter 39: Dark Moon and High Wind

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“The moon is dark, and the wind is high, truly a fine night.” Bailuo looked at the overcast clouds blocking Star Night and had Uncle slow the boat towards the shore.

Since there were enough boats, there was no need for Lilith to cast a spell to create more, so everyone boarded five small boats and quickly made landfall.

This was a wooden port, quite rudimentary in construction.

It was dotted with numerous single-story wooden houses, roughly capable of accommodating 3,000 people, qualifying it as a mid-sized fishing village.

“We are a bit too close.”

The houses were close to the shore, and at this time a few night-watch pirates

were patrolling.

However, Bailuo didn’t find any boats in the port, and Uncle said, “No boats mean there’s another group of pirates not here.”

“Someone went out?”

“It seems we’ll have to be ready for another battle after this one.” Previously, Uncle had speculated that there might be more than 3,000 pirates.

But there were only 1,284 people on the entire island, and with not even a single boat at the port, it was evident that a large group of pirates were out pillaging at this moment.

“There really are only about 1,200 people here.

Uncle glanced around and roughly estimated the population of the village, then asked, “And another 100 people inside the island?”

“Yeah.”

Bailuo said, “During my search earlier, 1 found them dwelling in the woods,

which was quite strange.”

“What are they doing on the island?”

“Not sure.”

Everyone found it odd why the pirates would run into the interior of the island. Could there be some treasure on the island?

“Could it be the location of the treasure?”

Little John’s imagination ran wild, but indeed, it was a possibility. Bailuo said, “100 pirates guarding the treasure, hmm, it’s possible.

“Regardless, let’s kill off this group first.”

With that order from Bailuo, everyone sprang into action: “Strike now!

The elder sister, Inya, Jiera, Little John, and others who excelled at archery almost simultaneously launched their attacks.

“Susu susu.”

The group moved silently on the muddy ground without making a sound. Their movements were swift and they were well-coordinated-drawing bows, nocking arrows, and dispatching enemies all in one fluid motion.

“Thump!”

An arrow to kill, leaving no survivors.

Because the attack was so sudden and swift, the patrolling pirates didn’t even

have a chance to cry out before they fell.

Almost nothing had alerted the other pirates to the assault.

In the dim world, Lilith cast a silent fairy spell to ensure everyone successfully infiltrated the small fishing village.

“Susu!”

“Susu susu!”

The group quickly moved forward, raising their heads to shoot with great frequency, picking off the pirates on the house’s hanging bridges, fences, and towers one by one.

“What’s that noise?”

A pirate fell from a watchtower, and the loud noise of his fall finally got the attention of the other pirates.

“What’s going on?”

“Dead, he’s dead!”

A pirate looked in terror at the body by his feet, then around at the darkness, where he saw even more bodies.

“Enemies have landed! It’s an attack!!”

“Clang- clang- clang—”

The alarm bell rang, rousing all the pirates from their sweet dreams, including the temporary leader, Mundo.

“Quick, grab your weapons, damn it, who is attacking us?!

These pirates were dressed in rags and reeked of sweat and fish, as they had not bathed for who knows how many years.

“All the sentries are dead.”

“How could this happen?!”

“Killed in one strike, all of them in one strike.

Mundo checked the bodies, and his heart sank with alarm upon seeing them: “Who are these people, such terrifying archery skills.

Virtually none of the bodies had suffered any secondary damage-they were all brought down by a single arrow!

“Is everyone assembled?”

“Everyone’s up.”

“Where are they, exactly where are they?”

In the chaotic scene of over a thousand pirates in the fishing village without proper command, and suddenly awoken from their slumber, many didn’t even know what had happened.

Observing the disorder, Bailuo gestured: “Stick to the plan, split up!”

“Yes!”

The People of Yatun were few in number, no more than 30.

Even though they had infiltrated the village, thanks to Lilith’s magic, they managed not to reveal themselves.

Their actions were swift as though they had rehearsed them in their minds countless times.

“Susu susu susu!”

“Ahh!”

Cries of alarm rose one after another as arrows struck pirates in the back rather than head-on, causing severe pain that made them howl.

“Where exactly?”

“Who is shooting these arrows?”

“Light the torches, hurry up!”

“Over there! There seems to be someone over there!”

II II

Their supply of arrows was almost depleted, and as Lilith’s magic needed to cover too many areas, and the People of Yatun moved too quickly, inevitably some details were overlooked.

As expected, Bailuo heard the pirates’ voices-they had discovered the People

of Yatun.

“Can’t you see them right in front of you? Are you blind?!

Bailuo had Sherri release the Miracle Light, appearing decisively before the pirates to attract their attention: “I’m right here!”

“Over there!”

“White light!”

“What is that thing? A horse, the horse is glowing!

The pirates had never seen anything like it, and most were ignorant of the existence of miracles in the world, including Mundo.

“Shoot! Quick, shoot!”

Mundo’s random commands and lack of strategy were to just tell his people to attack, but as soon as his words left his mouth, more agonizing screams came from behind.

The people from Yatun concealed in the woods launched another attack, leaving Mundo caught between two fronts.

He didn’t know how many of the People of Yatun there were, and the white glow from Sherri confused him further. Finally, filled with ruthlessness, he took up his axe and led the charge: “Follow me, let’s kill him first!!” “Hmm.”

Bailuo watched the arrows flying toward him, not even sparing them a glance. There were twelve hundred pirates, and not more than fifty had died so far. But compared to the thirty People of Yatun, the village area was much too large.

They moved through the gaps between the houses, attacking any pirate that passed by.

The People of Yatun, operating as a team, dismembered the already scattered Pirates into an even more fragmented mess.

It was like too people against one, where only the six or seven surrounding him could actually make contact.

As a result, in such a battlefield, the tactics of spearhead and elite maneuvering were utilized to the utmost by Uncle.

In just a short span of 5 minutes, the People of Yatun had slain over too individuals amid the chaos.

“Ahh!”

A Pirate fell to the ground, and before he could react, a sharp dagger had already slit his throat.

“Pfff—”

Sheila, only 13 years old, was relying on her petite stature to swiftly eliminate each Pirate that discovered her with extremely agile moves.

Several heads were thrown into the air, yet not a single drop of blood landed on

Sheila.

“Over here!”

Five or six Pirates took notice of a woman, and they immediately realized she was an enemy, “Kill her!”

“Hmph.”

Sheila glared coldly, without any hesitation, and leaped out directly.

“Hah!”

Diana clenched her fist and smashed it hard into the chest of the nearest Pirate.

“Bang!”

The immense force not only caved in the opponent’s chest but also sent four or five of his comrades tumbling awkwardly to the ground behind him.

“Huff!”

After pulling out her long spear, Diana thrust it backward, skewering two Pirates.

“Be careful!”

“Thud thud thud.”

Arrows struck the shield, followed by waves of painful groans. Diana looked towards the rooftop; Jiera stood there, and the Archers who intended to shoot her were already dead.

“Thanks, girl.”

“On the roof!”

A few Pirates climbed up, but Jiera was faster. She leapt down, landing gracefully and eliminating a Pirate in the process.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

The Longbow dropped, replaced by two Curved Knives glinting with a cold light.

The Pirates beside Jiera only felt a chill on their necks before their throats were filled with blood: “Errghh.”

“Heh, this is what Yatun is all about.” Jiera paid no mind to the dead expressions of these Pirates, feeling extremely excited and her blood boiling with fervor.

“Hahaha, bring it on, more of you come at me!”

Nors shared her sentiment.

The young man wielding a Long Spear not only skewered his foes but also used their bodies as weapons to throw and knock down groups of them.

With each sweep of the Long Spear, the sound of breaking bones could be heard.

The Pirates, unarmored, stood no chance against the People of Yatun, who possessed innate superhuman strength, much like the difference between sheep and raging bears.

“Crack!”

Blue arcs of electricity blossomed in the air, surging from Sherri’s wings, transforming into lightning and thunder, striking the Pirates below into charred remains and leaving deep craters on the ground.

“Ahh!”

“Help!”

“Monster, run, run for it!”

The Miracle Power displayed by Sherri convinced these inexperienced Pirates that divine retribution had come, immediately draining their courage and sending them fleeing for their lives.

“Hmm?”

Bailuo was also curious at this point, asking Sherri, “Since when could you summon lightning?”

“After making it through the previous storm, Sherri felt she had gamed new abilities, and this too.”

After saying this, Sherri lifted her forelimbs in the air, “Get out of my way!”

“Hiss—”

In the hissing sound, the calm air began to flow, and it did so faster and more violently.

Storm!

Several small tornadoes picked up the fleeing Pirates, along with the houses, sweeping them up into the sky.

“Amazing!”

Sherri had learned to use an AOE ability, and Bailuo was extremely surprised,

“How often can you do it?”

“Limitless times!”

The energy of Miracle Creatures is infinite; they can fight continuously without end and without any side effects, just like perpetual motion machines.

The only difference lies in their maximum output.

Just like Sherri before, she could only release Wind Blades, which she could also do indefinitely, but the range of attack was just too small.

But now, perhaps because of the ordeal through the terrifying storm, Sherri’s Miracle Power had transformed.

She had gained the power to control storms and thunder, which significantly enhanced her destructive capabilities.

Indeed, as the Black Leather Book said, riding her, Bailuo would be unbeatable on the battlefield!

“Then what are we waiting for!”

Bailuo slapped Sherri on the neck and laughed loudly, “Kill them all!” Bailuo had thought he might need the power of two miracles for this battle, but now he realized that with just Sherri, they were more than sufficient without Lilith.

“Yes, sir!”

So, the thunder continued to fall with the storm, relentlessly.

And such frequent attacks, those endless storms and thunder, only heightened the Pirates’ internal terror.

Not just the Pirates, even the People of Yatun were stunned.

“Hahahaha…”

The joy of using a spell to farm minions is something that only mages can understand, a pleasure beyond the comprehension of warrior classes.

At this moment, to the Pirates, Bailuo seemed no different from a demon. He rode upon a flying Pegasus, unleashed thunder, controlled storms, and effortlessly took the lives of numerous Pirates.

“Everyone, assemble, all of you!”

“Raise the shields, hold up the shields!”

“Retreat to the forest, all of you to the woods!” Bailuo heard this command; he looked in the direction of the voice, only to see that Mundo was still alive.

“Zzzzt zzzzt.”

“Too slow.”

Bailuo stopped Sherri, who was about to kill Mundo with lightning, and he took up the Long Spear hanging at the Pegasus’ side, “As a leader, I still haven’t claimed a head for myself; I’ll handle this one.”

“Block it, block them all!”

Mundo, oblivious, was angry and anxious, yet he still managed to make the best decision at a critical moment.

“Whoosh! Thud!”

But the next moment, a Long Spear pierced the running Mundo, nailing him firmly to the ground, his corpse swinging in mid-air.

And the irony was that to his last breath, he didn’t know who his enemy was…

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