The Villain Saint is my secondary account

The orc pirate, in particular, was incredibly strong. With a single swing of his club, he could send any dwarf or Templar Knight that came near flying like pebbles being crushed by a wheel.

Theresa frowned slightly. If things continued like this, the enemy might actually find Aslan's caravan. So she gave an order, and a tall and strong knight beside her led a small team and immediately swung the reins, their agile figures rushing past countless tentacles towards their opponents.

"Reinaldo is here."

Ye Xiao, who was fighting alongside the orc Francis, saw the white horse knight emerge from the swarm of tentacles and immediately warned, "Big guy, be careful. This guy was pretty fierce back in the Knight Academy... sigh."

Before the words of warning had even finished, Francis, with his massive frame, roared and swung his big stick menacingly at Reinaldo.

But then Reinaldo suddenly pulled on the reins, and his white horse deftly turned its head, narrowly missing Francis as the club hit the ground.

Then, Reinaldo raised his longsword, and instantly golden light converged, like a shooting star passing through the crowd, heading straight for "Ye Xiao".

"It's broken, you came for me!"

"Ye Xiao" looked distressed. From what he had said earlier, it was clear that he was not the real Ye Xiao, but rather a personification of Dekali through Ye Xiao's Myriad Manifestations Ring.

If Decari had known that Ye Xiao's lousy appearance would be so convincing, he would never have listened to Ye Xiao's nonsense and dressed up like that.

But there was no time to regret it now. Seeing that Reinaldo's sword was unavoidable, Decali could only grit his teeth and summon a surge of holy light from his body to clash with his opponent's sword.

The two beams of holy light collided, creating a large crater. The shockwave blew Dekari away, causing him to roll around on the ground several times before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Reinaldo, riding his horse, only stumbled slightly before immediately raising his sword and glaring angrily at Decali, who was disguised as Ye Xiao. "You cunning villain!! You have indeed betrayed the Holy Light!!! I will, in the name of the Holy Light, cleanse this house!!!"

Old De felt bitter, but then he realized that the other party was cursing Ye Xiao, and he immediately felt relieved.

Francis's burly figure had already caught up from behind and was about to swing his club at Reinaldo again, but Reinaldo and his horse were practically one, and he easily swiped the reins to dodge it.

The reason why Templars are called knights rather than swordsmen is that they can only unleash their full power when they have a mount.

Francis missed his first strike and continued his attack, but on the next brush, he was struck in the arm by Reinaldo's sword, blood splattering from his thick green armor.

Francis stumbled, and Decali rushed out from the side with his sword, but Reinaldo immediately turned his horse around, raised his hooves, and kicked Decali away again.

The two men, working together, were thoroughly beaten by Reinaldo and scrambled to their feet, covered in dust and grime.

Damn, if only I could ride a horse!

Decali was also enraged by the arrogant Reinaldo riding down on his horse, but since he was in disguise, he couldn't get his own mount from Theresa and could only barely fight Francis on foot.

Reinaldo, however, casually pointed his sword at the two men, his words defiant, "Come at me together, you two villains. Daring to defy the Holy Light, today will be the end of your evil deeds!!"

"boom"

Before he could finish speaking, a gunshot rang out like a bolt from the blue, striking him on the head and throwing him off his horse.

Seeing the silver helmet fly out like a watermelon rind, Decali and Francis rushed forward without hesitation and gave it a good beating.

"Young man, you're quite capable, but unfortunately your math isn't very good."

The shot naturally came from Henry Morgan, who was on the rooftop sniping. He had a hookah in his mouth and snorted out a wisp of white smoke from his nostrils. "You're not shooting two, you're shooting three."

Chapter 118 Cat Knight

"His horse's gone!! Don't let him mount it!! Beat him up!!"

Decali's tactical shouts, combined with Francis's powerful blows, left Reinaldo with a bruised and swollen face.

"Damn! That's utterly despicable!!!"

Without his mount, Reinaldo was outnumbered and outgunned, not to mention the scoundrel shooting from above. He could only flee in a sorry state.

"You idiot, I've disliked you for a long time! Remember this: the one who defeated you is me, the legendary Pirate King Ye Xiao! Hahahaha!!!"

While relentlessly beating Reinaldo, Decali didn't forget to announce his name to boost morale.

But before they could advance more than a few steps, the musket support from afar suddenly ceased. Reinaldo seemed to realize this as well, and immediately stopped and roared as he launched a counterattack.

"Huh!? Where are my teammates!?"

The situation reversed again, and facing a furious Reinaldo, Decali howled and ran away with Francis.

It wasn't that Henry Morgan suddenly wanted to slack off; it was just that he was currently in trouble.

On the spacious rooftop, a black-haired girl dressed as a maid was seen holding a short knife, staring expressionlessly at the serious-looking Henry Morgan.

Her black skirt fluttered in the wind, and two pirate henchmen lay at her feet, barely alive.

“Interesting, Aslan has been hiding someone with skills like yours.”

Morgan's knees were slightly bent, his eyes sharp, and he gripped a musket in both hands beneath his wide robe. "I've heard that the Aslan royal family has a secret intelligence and assassin organization that stirs up trouble across the continent. Now it seems that this isn't just hearsay."

"Give me your name, and I'll have something to say to the boss if I take your head."

Fisher.

The maid succinctly stated her name, then slightly raised her dagger.

A gust of wind suddenly swept across the rooftop, and Morgan abruptly raised the musket in his hand.

But just as the gun muzzle shot out a flash of light, the maid's small figure suddenly transformed into a cloud of black mist and abruptly shrank into the protruding bricks on the ground.

A flicker of surprise crossed Morgan's eyes; his keen senses made him feel uneasy for a moment.

He immediately turned around, only to see a surge of black mist erupting from a gap in the low wall behind him.

Several sharp fangs emerged from the mist and instantly tore the floor apart. Morgan rolled away to dodge and fired an enchanted bullet in one smooth motion.

The bullet, engraved with exquisite incantations, exploded into dazzling ice flowers upon touching the black mist in mid-air. The frost that filled the air seemed to slightly slow down the movement of the black mist, and Morgan took the opportunity to quickly pull back.

He was a musketeer who primarily used ranged attacks, and he wouldn't fare well in close combat against this guy with such strange abilities.

Unexpectedly, the black mist churned and instantly retreated into the corner of the low wall, only to spring out like a fountain from the edge of a raised floor tile near Morgan's feet.

What's the underlying principle behind this thing's movement?

Morgan was startled. Just as he was about to be enveloped by the black mist, several indescribable creatures resembling wolf heads rushed out of the mist, opening their jaws full of fangs, ready to tear Morgan to pieces.

A sword beam suddenly slashed from the side, carrying the force of thunder as it poured into the black mist, severing the heads of the ferocious wolves in one fell swoop.

The black mist tumbled to the side and then coalesced back into the shape of a maid. The momentum from the sword's strike caused her short sword to plunge into the floor and drag for several meters.

Fisher looked calmly toward the source of the sword energy, only to see a tall, thin man with a gloomy demeanor, dressed in a black robe, holding a sword horizontally in one hand, protecting Morgan.

"Brother, is your name Mingya again? We've completed our mission. Let's try not to linger in battle and just retreat as soon as possible."

Morgan reminded the visitor.

Upon hearing this, Mingya nodded silently.

Fisher stared at the two of them, brandishing her short sword with a flourish. In an instant, her figure dissolved into a strange black mist, releasing several ferocious wolf heads that pounced forward.

A fierce battle raged on the rooftop, while the Tentacle Jungle below was being cleared piece by piece under the leadership of Theresa and the Elder of the Holy Temple. Not far away, Decali, disguised as "Ye Xiao," was also locked in combat with Francis and Reinaldo. In the sky, countless crows and war eagles trained by the Aslan sorcerer tore at each other.

The chaotic battle stretched across the entire dock from the sky to the ground, but the Aslan convoy behind the battle line was making great efforts and, under the protection of the huge light shield, had already reached its own ships.

Once aboard, the Aslan warship, enhanced by a powerful magic array, became an impregnable fortress. No matter how fearless the pirates were, they would have no chance to assassinate the prince.

With this thought in mind, and seeing her own mountain-like warship right in front of her, the legion commander at the front of the convoy, Lena, finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But at that moment, a crow swooped down through the war eagle's defenses above the shield. To Lena's astonishment, invisible ripples spread out in front of the crow, and a man wearing a tricorn hat and a black trench coat leaped out from them like a giant bat.

"It's him again!? Isn't he..."

Lenas looked on incredulously. She had clearly seen this man, who was supposed to be the most threatening of the pirates, fighting the Holy Temple's army in the distance. How could he suddenly appear here?

"Commander, you should take His Highness and retreat first. I'll take care of this guy."

A butler in a sharp suit with slicked-back hair gave Lena a slight salute, and then, with a flick of his wrist, a thin sword magically appeared from his sleeve into his palm.

But then he flashed, riding the wind and leaping out of the emerald green protective barrier to meet Ye Xiao, who had landed lightly outside.

"I am Celeste, a member of the Royal Guard of the Aslan Royal Family!"

The butler brandished his gleaming rapier in mid-air. "My sword never kills nameless men. Pirate, state your name!"

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly. How come someone dared to challenge him to a duel? "Gredia, why don't you take this guy? It'll save me some trouble."

As soon as Ye Xiao finished speaking, a chubby golden cat wearing a pirate hat rode out from the billowing dust rising from the ground, riding a big black dog.

The kitten looked dashing, its golden fur and cape fluttering in the wind. It held a thin sword, slightly longer than a toothpick, in its front paws, pointing it directly at the butler Celeste in front of it.

"What is this thing? A cat riding a dog? Are you kidding me??"

Celeste watched as the chubby little cat riding the dog zipped across the ground like a basketball and couldn't help but laugh. "Can that toothpick even pierce your skin, little bean?"

"He—Tui!"

Before she could finish speaking, the black dog beneath Greta suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a large bubble.

Celeste laughed, but his reaction was quick. He dodged the bubble by turning to the side, only to find that it was a projectile comparable to a magic cannon. It even blasted a spiderweb-like crack into the barrier that the carriage caravan had erected behind him.

"What?"

This scene instantly made Celeste break out in a cold sweat, and at that moment Greta rushed in front of him, leaping into the air, the small sword in her claws transforming into a thin, cold glint that pierced out.

"Hey!?"

Celeste never expected that the kitten would actually dare to poke him with that little toothpick.

That black dog is indeed a bit eerie, but for a little cat like you to dare brandish a sword in front of him is just plain ridiculous, isn't it?

Without a second thought, Celeste raised his sword to meet the attack.

The clash of metal against metal, and the sudden, strange force from the sword actually cracked open his tiger's mouth.

"Varied……"

Celeste's face contorted in pain. Before he could even be shocked, the kitten, using the momentum to leap into the air, twisted its waist and delivered a powerful, swirling kick to his face.

The poor butler didn't even realize what was happening. He rolled out like a wheel, smashed through the mooring post on the dock, and fell into the sea with a splash.

Chapter 119 Breaking Through a Thousand Armies

In order to prevent the enemy from getting close to the protective shield of the carriage, Lena quickly ordered her troops to step forward and stop them.

So she watched as the little cat riding the big black dog charged in and out of the group of Aslan's guards, her expression somewhat complicated.

She didn't know whether to be surprised by how ridiculously strong the cat was, or by how utterly incompetent her own soldiers were.

Wait a minute, I was so busy looking at the cat, where's the pirate in black?!

Lenas seemed to suddenly realize something, and her heart skipped a beat. She glanced around, but in the chaotic battle, she could no longer catch sight of Ye Xiao.

"I pledge my blood, and let my soul guide me..."

It wasn't until the faint chanting reached her ears that Lenas saw the ghostly figure slowly emerge from the nearby dust cloud.

While the cat was fighting the soldiers, the other party, like a ghost, had somehow already crossed the chaotic battle line and arrived at the emerald green barrier that was upside down on the ground.

The twelve rings of sparks arranged like a clock face on his chest caught Lena's eye, instantly stirring up extremely ominous memories for the legion commander.

"Oh no, when did we get around here?!"

She practically roared, ordering the surrounding troops to halt their movements and fully deploy into defensive formations.

"Defensive formation!!! Quickly!!!"

As she finished speaking, Ye Xiao's chanting of the incantation also came to an end.

"...Demon God Mammon, grant me flames that tear the netherworld apart, to burn this land to ashes!!!"

As Ye Xiao's increasingly loud voice ceased echoing across the battlefield, the azure sky was suddenly illuminated by a massive blood-red magic circle.

The next moment, a jet-black three-headed dog engulfed in flames burst out of the magic circle with its massive maw filled with fangs, unleashing a deafening roar and spewing out the flames of destruction from hell.

This scene will likely become a nightmare for Linas for the rest of her life. The blood-red flames are like the sea turning upside down, turning into a raging tsunami that engulfs the Aslan army guarding the wagons.

The emerald green light shield shattered instantly. If Ye Xiao hadn't deliberately controlled the erupting flames to be concentrated upwards, it's estimated that half of the Aslans on this dock would have perished here.

Even so, on the scorched earth, Aslan's troops suffered heavy losses; the magnificent carriages were reduced to wooden frames, and the ground was littered with wailing mages and soldiers.

Everyone in the port was drawn to the sudden bombing, their faces filled with fear and astonishment.

Amidst the billowing smoke and lingering heat of the battlefield, Ye Xiao weaved through the fallen crowd and approached Prince Aslan, who had tumbled from his carriage and was now sprawled on the ground.

Lenas, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, clutched her chest as she got up from the ground. Around her, some Aslan guards who still had the strength also struggled to their feet and tried to protect their princess.

These roughly dozens of wounded elite Aslan royal guards, along with the Grandmaster-level Linas, covered in blood and panting heavily, despite their large numbers, inexplicably felt an indescribable sense of oppression emanating from that lone figure.

"Damn pirates! Do you know what you're doing?! Stop right now, or the Aslan Empire will fight you to the death!!!"

Lenas rebuked angrily; she was disheveled and somewhat embarrassed.