Chapter 998

Corpses littered the ground,

Blood flowed like a river.

The thick, acrid stench of blood drifted in all directions.

The vast hall,

Filled entirely with the smell of blood.

Revolting.

The odor was unbearably sharp.

Upon closer inspection, cold corpses lay scattered in every direction.

Not a single movement,

Utterly icy.

The blood flowing from them seemed to have formed a small lake of crimson across the floor tiles.

Countless severed limbs and fragments…

Scattered haphazardly along the edges of every corner.

Among the corpses here were Peace号's security personnel.

Also noble guests.

And merchants.

And likewise, the bodies of pirates.

In short,

All three sides were losing lives.

The battle was still ongoing.

The fierce clash between the pirates and Peace号's security forces had now reached its boiling point.

Many nobles screamed and wailed.

They all smelled the scent of death.

Under the threat of death, they trembled in their corners, praying the pirates would not detect their presence.

The once noble and exalted nobles all cowered and shook in their corners.

It could only be described as…

A spectacle of disgrace,

Utterly pitiful.

Even their personal guards had already been slaughtered clean by these pirates.

Only

The security personnel, high-paid by Peace号, still fought grimly against the pirates.

"Damn! Damn it all!"

"Where the hell did these pirates come from? Is there a traitor inside Peace号? Why did these bastards appear without a single warning?"

"Damn! We're completely surrounded by pirates. If this continues, Peace号 will surely fall to them."

"I have a feeling Peace号 has a traitor who let these pirates launch this attack. Otherwise, we could never have been this blind!"

"Who is it! I'll peel his skin off!"

One by one, Peace号's security personnel gripped their weapons, faces filled with rage, launching assaults against the pirates.

Gradually,

The corpses grew more numerous.

More and more people died.

Innumerable.

The spacious, luxurious hall had become a place resembling a hell of slaughter.

Blood flowed everywhere,

Traces of blood spread in all directions.

The sharp, thick stench of blood filled every nose.

"Kill!"

"Kill every last one of these bastards! Capture all the nobles on Peace号!"

"Each of these nobles carries a fortune. If we capture them, we'll become rich overnight!"

"Brothers, push harder."

"Kill!"

"Hahahaha! Is this what you call nobility? Cowering in corners, trembling like rats—truly revolting! These parasites of the sea should have died long ago."

"…"

Over two hundred pirates gripped their weapons, shouting with murderous intent.

Instantly,

The nobles in the corners trembled even more in terror.

"W-who can save us…?"

A portly middle-aged man begged in a trembling voice.

Beside him,

Two elegantly dressed girls, equally terrified, wept uncontrollably, lips quivering: "Please, don't kill me, don't kill us."

So-called nobles,

At this moment,

it revealed an unprecedentedly disgraceful posture.

Only a handful of nobles managed to stay calm, their eyes filled with unease and tension, avoiding overt panic and instead trying their best to hide in corners, drawing no attention from the pirates.

Seeing the chaos now exposed in the scene…

Old John, just stepping into the hall, immediately raised his firearm and aimed it at a pirate, pulling the trigger.

"Pirates…"

"Die all!"

He roared in fury.

Bang!

Accompanied by a soft sound.

Crisp and clear,

echoing through the vast hall.

A bullet tore through the air, hurtling toward a pirate's skull.

Its speed was extreme.

With the swiftness of a thunderclap before one can cover one's ears.

In an instant,

Puff!

The bullet instantly pierced through the pirate's skull.

A cloud of blood mist erupted,

blood sprayed wildly through the air,

scattering across the heavens.

Immediately after,

Thud!

A dull, soft sound.

只见,

The pirate whose skull had been pierced by the bullet became a cold corpse, collapsing heavily onto the floor tiles beside him, stirring up a faint wisp of dust.

Blood oozed from the wound in his skull,

and in an instant, stained the ground into a small lake.

Old John's shot,