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The air fell into a heavy silence. Watching the figure slowly collapse, everyone was frozen in shock.

First Mate Eddie... had actually been killed?

"You killed Eddie? You actually killed Eddie!" Matty, who had just crawled out from the ruins of the tower, was filled with rage and disbelief. His eyes widened with fury.

Ada and the players from Snowfall Guild were also stunned. When did Captain Catherine become this strong?

On the Dusk ship, hyenaKalon slowly wiped the smile off his face.

"How dare you kill one of my men..." He shoved the trembling woman in his arms aside, standing up and staring in the direction of Seaway City, his face contorting into a sinister grin. "It's been many years since I've seen a woman with this much guts!"

The moment he finished speaking, a fierce gust of wind swept through, and the sky was instantly covered with dark clouds. A terrifying sense of pressure enveloped Seaway City.

Both pirates and civilians turned pale, all too aware that this king of the seas had truly lost his temper!

"These young ones, really know how to cause trouble," Gerald muttered with a sigh, a faint blue mist swirling around him. In his hand, a silver-white longsword appeared.

At the same time, without any visible movement from Kalon, a gust of wind passed, and his figure instantly vanished from the Dusk ship. He reappeared in Seaway City, having crossed a distance of over a thousand meters, directly standing in front of Catherine and Ada!

Kalon bared his gold teeth in a wide grin, reaching out his bejeweled hand toward Catherine. "Are you ready to experience the agony worse than death?"

In response, a sharp, blood-colored flash of light shot toward him.

Catherine thrust her spear forward without hesitation, her expression cold and fearless. Her face, as icy as frost, was filled with disdain. "You sea rat!"

"Seek death!" Kalon snorted coldly, raising his hand to grab the incoming blood-red spear, black energy bursting from his palm.

The two forces collided with a violent crash!

Boom!! The clash of dark energy and blood surged through the air, causing the stone ground to crumble beneath them! Catherine felt a tremendous force slam into her, and her spear was forcefully wrenched from her hands, flying like lightning, piercing the chest of an unfortunate player nearby, instantly killing them. Your next read is at empire

So strong! Catherine's expression grew serious, and with a wave of her hand, the blood-red spear seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, flying back toward her.

But before she could even retrieve her weapon, an intense sense of danger suddenly overwhelmed her.

"You're too slow." Kalon's hand flashed, and a golden dagger encrusted with jewels appeared in his grip. With a swift motion, he slashed through the air, sending golden slashes aimed directly at Catherine's wrists and ankles.

The speed was so immense that there was no time to dodge. If the strikes landed, her limbs would likely be severed on the spot.

In a critical moment, a flash of silver light appeared before Catherine's eyes, followed by the sound of sharp metallic clinks.

The golden slashes exploded with a resounding crash, the shockwave propelling her through the air.

When she finally regained her footing, she looked up to see, standing before her, a middle-aged man dressed in a noble's long robe, holding a sword.

"I was wondering who it was, but it turns out to be our Marquis Gerald," Kalon sneered, his dagger continuing to twirl in the air. His eyes narrowed as he spoke. "Why aren't you staying in the Western Sea, and instead you're meddling in Seaway City's affairs?"

Gerald, holding his sword, did not answer directly. Instead, he said, "Tell your men to leave, and I'll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, you should understand what the consequences will be. The Empire can easily deal with one pirate like you."

Kalon let out a cold laugh, his gaze turning venomous. "This woman killed my First Mate, and you want me to leave? If I leave now, how will I show my face again?"

Gerald shot him a surprised glance. "I could understand if the other three Pirate Kings said that, but when did you, Hyena, start caring about your reputation?"

"Eddie was different from the others." Kalon's voice grew colder as he mentioned the corpse pierced through the heart. "He's been with me for years, and even if he didn't have any great achievements, he still suffered for me. If I can't avenge him, how could I face the sea again?"

The members of the Dawnstorm Pirate Group all trembled at his words, their eyes on Kalon as if they were seeing a completely different person.

Was this still their profit-driven, cowardly leader?

A sense of respect seemed to fill the air around him, and suddenly, Kalon's figure appeared grander in their eyes.

"I knew it, the boss is a good man!" Matty exclaimed, tears streaming down his face. His nose was running as he wiped away his tears, feeling like he had followed the right person his entire life.

"How much did they pay you to sell yourself like this?" A cold voice echoed through the tense air.

Kalon's anger flared immediately. "I don't understand what you're saying. If you're going to fight, just do it! Stop wasting time... wait!"

He suddenly realized something—the voice wasn't Gerald's!

"Who?!" Kalon's pupils contracted sharply, and he spun around, searching for the source of the voice.

Then he saw it: a tall figure walking down the street behind him, stepping forward with a slow, purposeful stride, their presence unknown until just now.

He had a delicate and youthful face, looking no older than twenty. Dressed in a black the Count robe, his eyes were calm as they locked onto Kalon, giving him the distinct feeling of being looked down upon.

A tight knot formed in Kalon's chest. When had this person appeared behind him? He hadn't sensed it at all!

At that moment, others also noticed the figure. Catherine and Ada's eyes immediately brightened.

Catherine exclaimed in surprise, "Lord Luca!"

This is Luca?

Everyone's attention shifted to Luca, their expressions full of uncertainty.

Gerald furrowed his brows and asked, "Where's my daughter? It's just you?"

The Marquis truly lived up to his reputation of being a daughter's man.

Luca, thinking to himself, replied, "Miss Ellie is fine. Evans didn't do anything to her. I was a little worried, so I came back early to check."

As he spoke, Luca stepped past Kalon, not even sparing him a glance.

This deliberate disregard made a flash of anger flicker in Kalon's eyes. His grip on the golden dagger tightened, and several times he considered simply striking this bold young man down.

But in the end, Kalon didn't make a move. With his peak Earth-level strength, he hadn't even noticed the other's approach. This kid was... suspicious.

"Thank you," Luca said, turning to face Catherine and the others. Noticing the blood on Catherine's hand, a cold glint briefly flashed in his eyes, only to disappear in the blink of an eye.

Catherine placed her hand behind her back, respectfully saying, "It's my honor to help, Lord Luca."

Ada hesitated slightly, then spoke up, "Mr. Luca, be careful. This guy is really strong."

Luca smiled faintly. To him, an Earth-level opponent was little more than a slightly larger ant.

Gerald, relieved upon hearing that his daughter was safe, looked toward the wary Kalon and asked, "How should we handle this guy? Do you need me to toss him out for you?"

As the Marquis of Western Territory, Gerald was also a genuine Superclass professional, and a Sky-level Superclass at that. He stood at the peak of humanity's power. However, he didn't particularly enjoy fighting, and it was rare for him to step forward with such an offer.

Luca, however, declined. "Thank you, Marquis, but I can handle this guy myself. There's no need for your trouble."

After saying that, Luca raised his head and looked at Kalon, his voice calm. "I'll give you one chance. Tell me who else is behind you, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, you'll join Evans."

The news of the Black Raven Pirates' destruction had yet to reach Seaway City, and the moment those words were spoken, the entire place erupted in chaos.

"Evans is dead?!" The shockwave that ran through everyone's minds was overwhelming. How could this be possible?

That was Furious Shark Evans! A Sky-level professional! How could he possibly be killed so easily?

Kalon froze for a moment upon hearing this. Evans' strength was far superior to his own. If what the other person said was true, then Kalon doubted he could even last a single move against him.

As the thought hit him, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "I don't know what you're talking about. I—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a gust of wind exploded around him, and he was suddenly lifted off the ground, shooting toward the Western Sea at lightning speed.

Seeing this, all the players and pirates were left dumbfounded.

...He's just running away like that? What about the face you were talking about earlier?

"Boss, you…" Matty stood frozen, tears still not wiped off his face.

In the blink of an eye, Kalon had become nothing more than a tiny black dot in the sky.

His speed was astonishing, almost too fast for anyone to even react.

Luca, however, wasn't in the least bit anxious. Turning to the others, he said, "You handle these pirates. I'll go after him."

"After Kalon?" Gerald looked at Luca with a strange expression, doubting that Luca was serious. Kalon's strength might not be overwhelming, but when it came to escaping, he was unrivaled in the Western Sea.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to maintain his place as one of the four kings of the Western Sea with just Earth-level strength.

But soon, Gerald realized how wrong he was, and how wrong he was in a way that was almost absurd.

A black whirlwind spiraled around Luca's body, and behind him, enormous wings of wind materialized. The wind wings flapped ever so slightly, and the gusts exploded!

Boom! Amid the shocked gazes of the crowd, the ground cracked violently! A black streak of light shot across the sky, rushing toward the nearly invisible Kalon.

The speed was blinding, like lightning itself!

Black Wings of the Wind!

Above the Western Sea, Kalon, who thought he had just escaped danger and was breathing a sigh of relief.

Began to plot how he could recover from the losses he had just endured.

But the next moment, a voice that sent a chill down his spine echoed beside him.

Luca's voice was calm. "You're too slow."

Kalon spun around in shock.

And then he saw a ball of golden light growing rapidly in his vision.

Until it completely engulfed his sight.