On the vast ocean, the siren's song gradually faded from its initial ethereal notes, turning increasingly shrill and piercing.
Gusts of wild wind swept across the sea, and under the heavy dark clouds, the Devil's vessel, covered in wounds, was on the verge of sinking.
People's sanity slowly returned.
The commander of the Bai Ou suddenly regained confidence and began to call for volunteers,
"Is there anyone here willing to battle the Witch?"
The recent fight between the Witch and Chen Qi had been witnessed by this commander.
The Flower Witch's strength was formidable, but it was clear she was severely injured.
The tentacled creature dressed in the Hunter's Clothes was of unknown origin, but only had the strength of a Second-tier.
The Navy ship did not lack Third Rank experts!
No one answered.
The mere sight of the sea beasts circling near the Devil's Fish was enough to deter them.
