The power of those few arrows had truly startled him.
But he immediately sneered.
An endless barrage of bullets was already flying toward the merchant ship's bow. Despite the inlaid iron plating, the impacts still kicked up a shower of sparks.
No one could survive such a dense storm of gunfire.
The pirate chieftain couldn't help but feel relieved and was just about to order his men to prepare for boarding.
But just then, someone suddenly cried out in alarm.
"My God, what is that in the water?"
"It's a person! Someone is running across the surface of the sea!"
The pirate chieftain frowned, about to scold them for their nonsense, but in the next second, he witnessed a shocking sight.
Upon the turbulent surface of the sea, a figure was sprinting at an incredible speed.
That's right.
He was flying!
He only occasionally tapped the surface with the tip of his toe before leaping high into the air again, heading straight for the large ship.
