We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

boom--

The outpost on the island was hit by shells fired from the sea.

Solid bullets broke the beams of the outpost, and lead bullets and arrows mercilessly covered the fleeing Portuguese sentries.

Hearing the soul-piercing howls, Dekavo's soul was gone and he just ran for his life.

"Damn it! Damn it!" A companion beside him cursed, "Where did the artillery come from?!"

Another person replied: "It came from the sea, but I didn't see anything!"

"Damn, is it a ghost ship?!"

"Don't say these useless things, run quickly, you will be safe once you reach the shore!"

There was a lot of noise around him, but Dekavo didn't respond. He just felt a strong taste of rust in his mouth and his lungs were burning as if they were about to explode.

This is an unnamed island with only one outpost and twelve Portuguese soldiers stationed there.

Decavo is one of them. In addition to monitoring the movements of the sea, their duties also include fishing every day to provide food for the people on Luzon Island.

Since they were not the main force, these soldiers were only equipped with simple armor and swords, and twelve people shared one musket.

At this moment, the musket was on Dekavo's back.

The harbor on the left side of the island is a natural pier where a fishing boat and a speedboat are docked.

At this moment, Dekavo had no time to think about the identity of the enemy who attacked them. He just wanted to run there and leave this damn place.

Fortunately, the island was not big, and after several of his companions fell behind, Decavo and two of his companions arrived at the entrance of the harbor.

Seeing the two small boats bobbing in the water, Dekavo breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his two companions. "Quick! Get on the speedboat and report the situation here to the Governor!"

The two of them were stunned: "What about you?"

"I'll take that fishing boat." Dekavo had finally recovered from the weakness and dizziness brought on by the continuous running and said in a deep voice, "I'll lure them out, otherwise you won't be able to escape!"

"But......"

One of them wanted to say something, but was held back by another companion.

"Let him go. Don't you want to go back and see your daughter?"

After these words were spoken, both of them fell silent.

Dekavo turned a deaf ear to this, silently threw the musket in his hand to the two men, and turned to walk towards the fishing boat.

The two Portuguese soldiers no longer hesitated, untied the ropes on the speedboat, and sailed towards the distant sea without any hesitation.

Dekavo sneered.

No matter how fast a speedboat is, it is still bigger than a fishing boat. It is such a conspicuous target at sea, and the enemy in the dark can shoot so accurately, how could it possibly escape?

It would be better to take a different approach and let them serve as bait for you, while you drive your small fishing boat to a random bay and hide there, and leave after daybreak.

Since these people don't care about me anyway, why should I risk my life for them?

Decavo also jumped onto the fishing boat, looked up at the speedboat that was gradually moving away, and then was stunned.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a huge orange figure jumping from the water onto the speedboat.

The figure was unprecedented and seemed to be some kind of huge beast.

But...why did the beast jump out of the water?

Just as Dekavo was about to shout a warning, he heard his companions' shrill screams in the distance, mixed with faint cheerful howls.

"Damn it!" Dekavo's lips trembled. "What kind of monster is that? A sea monster? Or a murloc?!"

Dekavo just felt that this night was becoming more and more weird.

He paused for a few seconds, turned around, pulled open the sail of the fishing boat, picked up the oars and paddled in the water like crazy.

After paddling a few dozen meters, he suddenly shuddered and looked at the water not far away.

But then I saw a piece of black and yellow, shiny fur floating in the water, coming towards the boat quickly, getting closer and closer!

thump—

There was a dull thud and something hit the stern of the boat.

"Roar--"

A tiger roar came from behind. Dekavo subconsciously turned around and saw a bloody mouth.

"Gah-"

Without any hesitation, Dekavo made a squeezed sound in his throat and fell asleep.

. . . . . .

Several sailors used a rope to hang Xiaosong and pulled it up with all their strength, but the rope did not move at all.

There was no choice but to call for help. It took more than ten strong sailors to pull the big cat up.

Li Che also walked onto the deck and saw Xiaosong nimbly jumping onto the deck with an unconscious humanoid creature in his mouth.

The sailors and marines around him cast complicated glances at him, and the warriors from the Yizhou tribe were even more terrified.

Xiaosong gently placed Dekavo on the deck, glanced around with a disdainful look, and then walked into the crowd gracefully with a cat-like step.

The word "王" above his head was wet with water, making it more conspicuous under the moonlight.

It walked past the stunned crowd, its tail trailing a winding trail of water on the deck, like a Milky Way.

The beast suddenly stopped when it entered the densest part of the crowd.

The hair on the back of his neck fluffed up slightly in the evening breeze, and the arch of his spine reminded people of a fully drawn bowstring.

next second.

Shake hair.

Water droplets splashed everywhere, and there was a burst of exclamations, laughter and curses from the crowd.

The terrifying monster in the eyes of the enemy is just a bigger and naughty raccoon on our side.

Li Che curled the corners of his mouth, walked forward and kicked it in the butt, skillfully dodged Xiaosong's rubbing, and walked to the unconscious Portuguese soldier.

"The fleet continues to move forward, and wake him up."

Everyone bowed in response, and then the gentle and considerate wake-up service began.

One man straddled Dekavo and squeezed the seawater in his stomach.

The other man swung his arm and slapped the man in the face one after another, making crisp "pa pa pa" sounds.

Someone else took out a lighter, took off Decavo's shoes and socks, pinched his nose, and burned the soles of his feet with the flame.

"Cough cough cough..." Dekavo woke up from a pool of sea water and struggled to stand up.

However, he fell back because he had no strength to exert. It was this fall that allowed him to see this incredible scene in front of him in the moonlight.

An elite soldier covered in black armor.

A primitive man wearing animal skins, holding a steel knife and carrying a javelin.

A man nearly two meters tall, holding a thick iron rod.

A terrifying black and yellow monster.

There was also a handsome young man surrounded by the crowd in the center, with a curious look on his face.

Dekavo thought for two seconds, and his throat made a cracking sound and he was about to lean back.

But just when he fell halfway, he saw the yellow and black beast jump in front of him, open his bloody mouth and roar.

The fishy wind mixed with saliva sprayed all over Dekavo's face. A chill rushed from his spine to the top of his head, and he woke up instantly.

This isn't just encountering a ghost fleet, this is encountering a god descending to earth!

Holy Mary, what are you doing to me? What have I done to deserve a divine beast?