Pirate: It’s not a phantom beast, it’s a phantom god!

Chapter 126 Fly Higher
At night, under the starry sky, an old man and a young boy sat by the sea, looking up at the sky above their heads.

"Legend has it that the sky god will attach the dreams of people on earth to his wings and then take them back to the heavens."

"Every star in the sky represents a person's dream."

"Huh? Why do we need God's help?"

"Can't they go by themselves?"

"Haha~ Because people on the ground don't have wings, they can't fly into the sky."

"Then the people on earth don't have to do anything but wait for the gods to appear, right?"

"No~"

“Those who leave everything to God, their dreams will never shine.”

"And if it's not shining enough, the gods won't even look at it."

……

"Really...old man, you never told me that God really exists."

The tavern owner Leica sat on the deck, lit a cigarette, and stared blankly at the sky.

There, a huge hole was directly knocked out in the Jidi cloud that was originally as thick as the earth, and the darkness covering the entire sea area was torn open a big hole.

Countless golden thunderbolts raged around the cave entrance. Sunlight peeked through the gap, illuminating the sea below...

"This, this is too exaggerated!"

Fryhail and the other pirates opened their mouths wide, staring at the shocking scene in the sky in amazement.

"The sky, the sky is torn apart!"

"What the hell is going on with those wings?!"

"What kind of monster is that red-haired brat?!"

……

"It's not a monster, it's a god," Leica corrected.

"god……"

"Okay, turn the boat around and head back to town."

After smoking the cigarette to the end in one breath, Laika flicked away the cigarette butt and gave the order to return again.

But Fryhail, who was sitting on the deck, was still staring blankly at the sky without any reaction.

"What's wrong with you, young man?"

"I...senpai, I want to go out to sea again. I want to go to the new world!"

"Then let's go~"

"Nothing can stop a man from running to the sea."

"but……"

Fryhail hesitated to speak.

"I know. This ship is for you."

"As for crew supplies and stuff, you'll have to figure it out on your own. I won't help you anyway."

Laika simply waved her hand and generously gave the boat back to the young junior.

"Thank you, thank you, Senior!"

Fryhail, who was penniless at the time, expressed his gratitude sincerely. He already knew that the man in front of him had sold his tavern in order to build Ossi's ship.

Now they want to give this ship to him... then he will really be left with nothing.

"Oh! You're a grown man, don't bother me with these nagging things. Send me back quickly!"

"I'm still waiting to go to the casino to win back my tavern!"

"what?"

"What? You don't believe it?"

"Let me tell you, I used 20 Baileys to win 37 million back then."

"As for that rotten gambler Tang Li, I can make him lose everything in just a short time!"

"Yes, that's right..."

Sometimes Fryhail had to admire the versatility of these older generation masters of transferring other people's property.

Unlike these new generation, who only know how to grab and grab. In the end, after asking everyone else on the ship, five more people agreed to join Freyhall and continue the unfinished adventure with him.

Thus, the new Fly Higher Pirate Group was officially established, aiming for the New World!
By the way, their new flag is a skull with red wings.

……

Seven thousand meters above the White Sea, a group of strangely dressed guerrilla soldiers were flying above the clouds, seemingly on patrol.

They wore peculiar horn masks, carried long shields on their backs, had special tattoos on their bodies, and had feather-like decorations on their shoulders.

But unlike their primitive tribal style of dress, the shoes worn by this group of people are quite technological, like those jet-like skateboard shoes.

And their weapons are also, there are pistols, hand cannons, and even something like an RPG.

In short, it is very inconsistent, and there is a sense of dislocation that reminds me of the Cold War when the United States and the Soviet Union, in order to compete for hegemony, directly changed the chiefs and tribes in those African regions from throwing stones to throwing 152mm howitzers.

"Everyone, be careful after you separate. Kill the 'God Team' gang you encounter."

"Also, today is another day when the Qinghai current is strong. Be careful to clear out any outsiders you encounter."

The masked man leading the group ordered.

"Yes, Captain!"
The people following behind him responded in unison and then planned to disperse, each heading to the area they were responsible for.

This is their daily task. They need to prevent those hateful Sky Island people from sneaking into the village from the White Sea.

Just as this group of people were about to separate and patrol their respective areas, the clouds in the distance suddenly moved.

There seemed to be a faint red light penetrating through the thick clouds.

"Be careful."

"Everyone, retreat first, don't go near that side."

Seeing this, the leader immediately and calmly told everyone not to act rashly.

"What on earth is going on? How can light be emitted from the sea clouds?"

"Could it be that something strange has been washed away from below..."

Before he could finish his words, the sea clouds beneath everyone's feet suddenly began to surge violently.

Not only that, all the big and small, strange-shaped air fish in the sea clouds fled into the distance like crazy, as if there was some unimaginable horror under the clouds.

Those guerrilla soldiers dressed in strange clothes were also a little panicked when they saw this situation. They had lived here for decades but had never seen such a phenomenon.

"run!"

At the critical moment, it was the captain who made a prompt decision and immediately led everyone behind him to follow the school of air fish and escape to the distance with all their might.

boom!
Boom!

Bang bang bang!
The heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably!

[Damn it, what the hell is going on!]
Even though they had escaped far enough away, these guerrilla soldiers still felt a creepy palpitation, a suffocating feeling as if their souls were being pulled away from their bodies.

"Guuuu~"

Everyone swallowed subconsciously, but no one dared to look back at the red light spreading behind them, and just kept moving forward.

Zila~

Suddenly, a faint sound of electric current passed by everyone's ears.

Sizzle~Sizzle~
Sizzle~Sizzle~Sizzle~

Before anyone could react, the sound of the electric current became louder and louder!

[It’s coming! That thing is coming! It’s going to appear!!!]
When the throbbing of the soul reaches a critical point, the noisy sound of electric current around it instantly turns into a deafening roar.

Click!

boom! !

The leader overcame his fear and looked back, only to see a patchwork of gold and red...

Countless golden thunders burst out from the sea of ​​clouds, and the crimson light connected the sky and the earth, as if it wanted to shatter the entire space as well.

Boom! ! !

A pair of huge wings appeared and disappeared among the clouds and lightning, like the incarnation of the legendary natural disaster beast, and every flap of its wings seemed to be able to tear the sky apart.

[The God of the Sky...]
This was the last thought in the guerrilla captain's mind before he fainted.

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(End of this chapter)