"Kill-brother, rest in peace on your journey. Since you never mentioned where your hometown was, I'll be keeping your share of the money. Safe travels." Ren believed Morrison was definitely dead—he'd been gone too long after sending the signal. Although someone had died, it wasn't a major loss. Zachak had more or less been worn down physically. If he dared return here, Ren plus Ox would definitely make him regret it. Twelve hundred gold dragons split one fewer way—time to soar! Ren remained vigilant of his surroundings. Ox had already put down his weapon for a while. "Today's auspicious saying has arrived." Morrison appeared leisurely on the main road, holding Zachak's personal sword. The weapon was extremely flashy, with blood-red light mist continuously seeping from the sheath's gaps. Ren turned around, staring at Morrison as if he'd seen a ghost, then looked at the sword in his hand, greatly shocked. Ren guessed the outcome. Truly worthy of General Kill—slaying heavens, earth, and even the air itself. The ultimate warrior, commonly known as Little Kill-brother. Ox remained silent. He could see Morrison hadn't sustained any injuries at all. To remain so composed against someone of that level... This wasn't like before—the ship now carried important cargo that required extra precautions. "He no longer poses any threat." Morrison's tone was calm. "Hey, I knew it all along. One slash and it was over—nothing more to say." Ren completely relaxed. With this, the main force of the Arlan Military Police had been destroyed. Morrison scanned the battlefield. Black Sails had lost over twenty people. Considering they were facing Arlan's regular army, this counted as a major victory. However, during the intense fighting, Ren had killed all the horses. Now how were they supposed to meet up with Li Site and the others? "Fen is dealing with Church people—we need to go support him. Li Site and the others still haven't arrived—someone should check on their situation too." Ox was making decisions. Although Zachak was dead, things weren't over yet. Only when everyone was on the ship, out to sea, with no pursuit, would this matter be concluded. Soon Ox reached a decision: have the swift-footed Ren find Li Site and the others, while he and Morrison must protect the ship. Before Ox could give the order, a pirate discovered a still-living horse in the woods. Morrison immediately suggested he ride the horse to find Li Site and the others. On the rain-soaked galloping path, the atmosphere suddenly grew tense. Ox didn't respond immediately, fastening his colossal sword to his back harness with iron buckles while holding his colossal blade. He worried Morrison might not return. Morrison knew Heaven's Port well—he knew which area Black Sails had secured as their base in Heaven's Port, and he knew all the backbone members' backgrounds. With his capabilities, recruiting a few skilled hands, it would be hard to protect the important cargo on the ship. The remaining sixty or so pirates had already collected the spoils, treating them as dividend tickets. Seven or eight seconds had passed. Ox was still deliberating. Suddenly, hoofbeats thundered from the distance on the galloping path. Everyone immediately assumed defensive positions. This wasn't just a few people—it was a column of about thirty individuals emerging through the rain curtain. "It's fine—it's the captain and the others returning." Ren had excellent eyesight. Although faces and outlines were indistinguishable at this distance in the rainy night, the bamboo hat Shadi wore was unmistakably conspicuous—the vibe was just too strong. Ren didn't really understand what "swordsman's pride" meant, but he knew strong presence when he saw it. As for Li Site's group, needless to say, with Ox and Ren standing there—it would be hard to find such a combination outside of Black Sails. Li Site rode ahead, looking at the corpses littering the ground. Good grief—so many bodies, both human and equine. This place would definitely become prime feng shui real estate for building a school someday. "Did you get the person?" Ox got straight to the point. "If we hadn't gotten them, that would have been disastrous. It's the one wrapped in the black robe." Li Site had run from Lavender Town to Windrest Valley today, trekked dozens of miles over mountains, fought a fierce battle, and endured rough weather while horseback riding—he was exhausted to the point of nearly vomiting blood. The others weren't much better. Carolso truly lived up to being a Church fanatic. Extremely fatigued, his eyes already beginning to glaze over, he stubbornly maintained a thread of awareness through fanatical willpower—truly a superman of the Holy Spirit Church. The severely wounded Gloria was also carried on Sven's horse since Sven was the lightest. Her lips had completely lost color, her breathing barely perceptible. The two guards could no longer be considered combat capable, and everyone else's strength was significantly diminished. The gazes of Ox and the other two turned toward the mysterious person. The heavy rain had soaked through the robe. From the frame, it appeared to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman. Moreover, with the rain outlining the figure, certain features were quite prominently revealed. Ren never expected Micah's prediction to be so accurate—a truly busty beautiful girl. "Now we have no choice but to use the crab net." Morrison dropped this explosive statement. "Holy shit, you killed all these Military Police? What about Zachak?" Shadi circled on his horse, looking at the chaotic scene as he asked. "What Zachak? Kill-brother took him out instantly—just a minor matter." Ren saw they had retrieved the person, eliminated the main force, and the main group had returned. Only minor issues remained. "Can't exactly call it minor—more like medium-level matter." Morrison's tone remained calm. Li Site was greatly impressed. Truly the invincible Kill-brother—even took out the Military Police lieutenant general's sword king disciple. Not just killing aliens—definitely capable of taking on Godzilla. And damn, you really know how to show off. "These must be Carolso and Gloria. I found something on this Military Police team—need to talk with you privately." Ox expressionless, had already developed killing intentions toward Carolso and Gloria, just as they were currently extremely vulnerable. Carolso watched intently as the two walked away. They stood by the roadside in the distance, their conversation washed away by the heavy rain. Whether it was this werewolf, the Merfolk, or the disfigured man—all emitted extremely dangerous auras. Not to mention the pirates behind them who were cleaning up the battlefield, scavenging chainmail and weapons, checking corpses for any remaining money on the off chance, with their chilling cold laughs and vulgar, offensive conversations. These terrifying signals forced Carolso's extremely fatigued mind to summon some remaining alertness. This matter was too urgent and special—the Count had no choice but to resort to pirates as a desperate measure. It was a risky move with too many uncertain factors. Ox and Li Site had reached an agreement and returned from the roadside. Ox temporarily abandoned his intention. "Damn it, there are still Church people on shore." Li Site realized they needed to return immediately. If the ship was gone, everything would be completely over. Edmund's dying words still echoed in his ears. If trapped on the East Coast with Arlan sending pursuers and escalating the pressure, his pirate crew would undoubtedly be completely wiped out. This absolutely couldn't happen. "Return to Secret Port in the shortest time possible. Extremely urgent." Li Site mounted his horse. At this most critical moment, they could only rely on General Fen. Heaven's Port was the only place that could provide shelter. With Li Site's orders given, the majority of Black Sails' combat strength rushed back to reinforce Secret Port. Only one final barrier remained before they could gallop freely across the seas.