Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

"Wait... is this A already?"

"Damn, when did Boss Wayne become so reckless?"

"Is there anyone who can organize us? Should we charge forward together?"

Originally shocked by Zhou Ning's amazing performance, and just about to find a suitable position to slack off and output, treating this battle as a movie, the players instinctively raised their heads, looking at Zhou Ning in confusion as he spread his wings and fell rapidly towards the "Poseidon".

Even though they have full confidence in Wayne Stewell, they still understand the basic knowledge of rank suppression. Is Boss Wayne going to die?

They hastily drew their weapons and launched an attack. For a moment, the sound of gunfire was deafening.

The reaction from the Church of the God of War was even greater than that of the players. Even an experienced and experienced demigod like Patriarch Roger couldn't help but be stunned. He immediately showed a grin and couldn't believe his eyes for a moment.

How dare a demigod stand in front of two angels? Is he in a hurry to reincarnate?

Meredith's face showed an instinctive surprise, but his reaction was still fast enough to catch up with Zhou Ning in time and fly quickly towards the opposite side.

Seeing that Meredith also rushed forward, Patriarch Roger hurriedly ordered the Thorn to open fire while moving closer to the Poseidon, while he used an unknown strange object to transform himself into a meteorite and fell to the opposite side.

The remaining super-class combat forces, Smith Hall, Elsa and others looked at each other, not knowing whether to rush forward or stay.

After much hesitation, they decided to stay on the Thorn and reinforce the two laws left by Meredith: "The wind direction here is disordered" and "Climate fluctuations are strictly prohibited here."

Everyone knows that as long as these two laws can be maintained and they are not affected by bad weather, this battle will be decided.

At this time, on the "Poseidon", seventy-two alchemical cannons, under the control of Zhou Ning, took turns firing at the inside of the Poseidon, exploding on the deck from time to time, causing waves of chaos.

But the main fighters on the "Poseidon" did not panic. Bishop Ronald held a book in his hand and looked forward coldly; the second mate of the Poseidon, "One-eyed Dragon" Luke, was ready for battle with a scimitar in his hand; the "Lord of Weather" Valentine's eyes were still cold, and his right hand tightly grasped a rapier at his waist; Edin's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he raised his staff again.

A ray of light condensed at the top of the staff.

In a flash, a distorted pattern with an indescribable color and shape appeared in front of Zhou Ning's eyes.

boom!

Before Zhou Ning, who was in mid-air, could see the details of the pattern clearly, his thoughts suddenly exploded and he fell into an indescribable chaos.

Suddenly, granular bumps appeared on his face, and layer upon layer of scales appeared on his face. The opponent's mental attack alone almost made him go crazy and lose control!

However, thanks to the Immortal Saint's expertise in suppressing 50% of the negative effects and his own divinity, Zhou Ning recovered in a very short time, and at the same time, a hint of regret vaguely emerged in his heart.

Under the form of imperial privilege, he instinctively despised the strong and thought he was superior, which ended up putting himself in danger. This is the biggest drawback of imperial privilege.

But at this point, he had clearly reached a point where he couldn't retreat. Backing off halfway wouldn't be consistent with his character and personality. Furthermore, he wasn't certain to lose.

With just over a minute remaining, the Emperor's privileges, combined with his "Spirit Bomb" and "Sword of Promised Victory," along with his various special abilities, would give him the power to fight against opponents of higher rank. And choosing to place the battle aboard the Poseidon wasn't necessarily a bad idea. The Poseidon's ability to avoid catastrophic weather would make it easier for him to fight Valentine. Without the Weather Lord's influence, his combat effectiveness would undoubtedly be significantly reduced, giving him the ability to battle the angels.

However, even under the emperor's privileged form, Zhou Ning did not think that he was sure to win in this situation. In fact, his probability of winning would not exceed 50%.

This was primarily because Meredith was likely to be evenly matched with Edin, and there was even a chance of a defeat. Furthermore, Valentine was not only an angel, but also had three demigods and countless super-class helpers at his side. When the number of super-class professionals exceeded a certain level and formed a coordinated force, even a demigod would have a high probability of defeat. Furthermore, as the Pirate Emperor, he was at the helm of the "Northern Pirates" and the "Church of Poseidon," and he undoubtedly possessed a wealth of unknown artifacts. Zhou Ning was also certain that he possessed a miraculous item called the "Box of the Ancients"!

Once the situation turns against him, he will not hesitate to use his trump card and let the Hero King descend.

"Don't stare into Edin's eyes for more than five seconds, and don't recall any details," Meredith said calmly.

There is always a breeze lingering around him, pushing him to fly or protecting himself. This is the power of an angel.

Zhou Ning nodded and increased his descent speed. The black dragon robe behind him rustled as he dived down in the dark wind and rain. Below him, he saw dense crowds of super-class sailors, who aimed their weapons at Zhou Ning in the air, ready to attack at any moment.

Although this description was lengthy, the actual battle lasted less than a minute and a half. Zhou Ning smiled as he gazed at the densely packed crowd below. He had used the Emperor's privileges to possess the Kamehameha skill from Dragon Ball. Again, under the Emperor's privileges, he was favored by the world, quickly acquiring skills and professions he didn't possess—assuming he fully understood them. Kamehameha happened to be one of those skills and professions.

Zhou Ning changed his body shape in the air, and in the whistling sound of the wind, he put his hands together into the shape of a calyx and pushed them back to his waist. Then, a silver-white ball of light gathered in his palms and was suddenly pushed out!

A brilliant silver-white beam of light burst out among the crowd and on the deck of the Poseidon, suddenly forming a small no-man's land. The aftermath even shattered the protective runes of the Poseidon, piercing its deck and forming a huge hole.

"Damn, so handsome!"

The players who had been watching this from a distance couldn't help but stare in amazement and gave a heartfelt praise. This scene refreshed their understanding of the protagonist. Even from a distance, they could still sense the aura of destruction attached to this beam of light. If this move hit them, they should be killed instantly, right?

Not far away, Valentine's eyes inevitably revealed anger. He reached out for the rapier in his palm without hesitation, wanting to pull it out, but found nothing.

pat!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Ning, propelled by a gust of wind, landed on the deck of the Poseidon. He folded his wings and looked across. In front of him stood a dense swarm of Northern pirates.

In his hand was Valentine's rapier. Just now, he used the emperor's privilege to briefly "requisition" Valentine's rapier.

On Zhou Ning's left and right sides, Meredith and Patriarch Roger landed on the deck one after another, with slightly solemn expressions.