Proto woke up in the middle of the night.

He had a nightmare.

In the dream, someone kept telling him, escape, run away quickly.

Where to escape?

Proto, who had no sleepiness, got up and came to the captain's room.

He needed a little red wine to stabilize his somewhat disordered nerves.

But just as he opened the lid and was about to pour the wine, a cannon sounded.

The sudden sound of cannons spilled the wine all over the floor.

But Proto insisted on pouring a glass of wine.

He covered the lid, tidied up his collar, drank the glass of wine before slowly walking out of the captain's room.

There was already a mess outside the cabin.

Countless pirates who were awakened from their sleep ran around the deck in panic.

Ships from far and near were lit up.

Some people kept shouting in the dark: "What happened? What happened?"

Proto didn't ask anything, he just pulled out the musket from his waist, shot a sudden shot into the sky, and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop it in such a panic."

His grace at that moment was really similar to Planck.

In fact, this idea flashed through his mind at that time, what would he do if Planck encountered such a situation?

What if it was Chen Senran?

The pirates on the deck were indeed stunned by Proto's calm appearance.

They all looked at Proto and waited for his next instructions.

"Get dressed and prepare for battle." Proto said, as he walked to the bow of the ship.

The night wind is very cold and the sea is already in chaos.

In the lights that followed, he could already see a huge group of ships looming in the darkness not far away.

Tonight is destined to be a difficult night.

Although Proto stabilized the situation on the Mingyuan, the overall situation had fallen into corruption.

The formation formed before nightfall had been disrupted by the sudden sound of cannons, although Proto was the leader of the nominal pirate legion.

But now, in such a situation, the soldiers do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers.

Looking at the vast dark night, Proto suddenly remembered that night three years ago.

The same raid and the same chaos.

Is this the true meaning of escape?

But where am I going to escape?

"Bibabo!!!" Proto suddenly pulled out his long sword and shouted.

"Bibabo is here." Bibabo shouted.

"Calendar the enemy with me." Proto stepped on his foot on the side of the ship and slashed his knife into the darkness.

The night wind rolled up his wild hair, and at that moment he was in the wind, fearless.

Life is full of joy, death is free of regrets.

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Night.

Ionia East Island.

In the valley full of cherry blossoms.

The cherry blossoms are about to bloom.

Separate from the high eaves, he looked at the samurai standing quietly under the house filled with the style of Ionia East Island.

"Tonight is a different night." He began his speech, "Many years ago, we were wandering around like a bunch of wild dogs, and no one looked down upon us."

No one was talking below.

Still silent.

Everyone hides themselves in the darkness, like a group of lonely shadows.

Many years ago, when the robbery was expelled from the sect, he ran in a hurry like a wild dog in Aionia.

On the way to travel, he met one poor person after another who was also rejected by balance, who was called the so-called abandoned by God.

He sympathized with them and pity himself for his life. So he taught them the way of shadows, and he told them that one day, he would tear apart a balanced lies and let the shadows fill the whole world.

This is not a big deal.

Because he did half of it many years ago.

"I hope you will remember the humiliation we have suffered." Jie continued, "for, after tonight, we will completely destroy those hypocritical things. Our glory will not even be able to stop the sun."

Tonight, just tonight.

He is going to be his other half.

Everyone drew their own sharp blades in the darkness.

It is neat and uniform like a vow.

They are a group of men with the same past and dreams.

Many years ago, many people had already died for that dream.

And tonight, it's their turn.

No one is afraid.

Life is full of joy, death is free of regrets.

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Outside the valley.

Very far away.

Ji is doing the final dispatch.

"Are you really going to do this?" Shen stood behind him. Although he had already broken his face with Ji, he still maintained respect for this elder.

"Sure, we have been patient for too long. It is a great shame to give the sect's importance to others for so many years." Ji looked at the silent ninjas in front of him and continued, "And now, when we finally have a great opportunity, we still don't take action. So how should our balanced sect establish the world in the future?"

"But, Lord Ji, his shadow stream has been in operation for so many years, and his shadow evil path is very fast. Just in terms of combat power, we do not have an advantage. If there is any loss... wouldn't Tianwang Mountain..." Shen finally said after a while of silence.

"If we fail, wouldn't it be exactly what you want?" Ji asked back.

"Mr. Ji, although our philosophy is different,..." Shen Zheng said, "Please don't doubt my belief in balance."

"Hmph...well." Ji smiled and shook his head, "I'm really pedantic. Be careful, you are always a good child. Don't worry, I've already made complete preparations. Even the forces around the coast have already taken back all of them. This time, I will completely eradicate this cancer."

"But..." Although Shen vaguely felt something was wrong, he didn't say anything when he thought that there were still no major hidden dangers at sea.

Moreover, when you think about it, you can really take revenge in a dignified manner.

He couldn't help but tremble inside.

Father, your spirit in heaven is finally about to rest.

"Mr. Ji, please let me be the pioneer." He thought excitedly and asked loudly.

"What about your mission?" Ji looked at him with an inexplicable playful look. "If you die, wouldn't Kalma's sustenance be lost?"

"If I die, I only hope that the Lord can let them go. They are innocent. As for Lord Kalma, and... Master Li Qing." Shen's eyes were down for a while, but then they lit up again, "I can only say sorry. A good man came to the world. Although he should fight for the whole world, if he could not even pay tribute to his father's death, then, what is the use of, for people?"

"I'm determined." He sighed in a low voice.

Good man.

Life is full of joy, death is free of regrets. (To be continued...)

ps: I'm really in a bad state recently.
Chapter completed!