The mushroom cloud quickly engulfed the scene, making everyone's heart stop briefly.

Left... Right... Left... Right.

Their eyes continuously danced in vigilance as tiny bumps started forming on their skin.

The Zohls were in a state of panic!

Face the fire below or face the foreign enemies around the edges of the ship?

They preferred to fight!

But just when they were about to make a move, they heard several sounds of things dropping.

Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam.~

This... 

Were those bodies dropping?

Those from Zohl gulped in utter confusion and worry from it all.

The screams were so dreadful to their ears that it instantly quenched their battle spirits in a heartbeat.

But for the Adonis worshippers, they quickly stabilized themselves calmly.

Heh.

Who were they?

People belonging to the 2nd most powerful continent.

So their skills were far superior as well.

Like assassins, they focused their entire being on the sounds around them.

And in truth, even their comrades who had now fallen did indeed notice and try to guard against their opponents.

If it were another enemy, even when blinded by the smoke, they would've still managed to take down their opponents.

Too bad they were up against the Shaolin Baymardian soldiers.

Back to the Adonis worshippers, their only fear they had was that these foreigners might be Morgs.

And that's what worried them the most!

Only Morgs would be able to create such godly ships in this world.

Sure. Even though the Morgs would still have difficulty taking them all out, it wasn't impossible for these people.

After all, the Morgs were slightly superior to them.

Even their training of spies and assassins was a higher degree to theirs... Although not too different.

So if these foreigners were Morgs, then this was bad.

Dammit!

.

As of now, the smoke around them seemed to be dissipating, giving them a clearer view of things.

And when they saw the bodies around the edge of the ship, they shook vigorously in rage.

Only their men had been killed!

This fact alone made them reaffirm their guesses.

These sons of b**ches were Morgs!!

As for the Zohls, they were surprisingly shocked as well.

So... These people weren't here for them?

They secretly wiped their non-existent sweat off their faces.

Many had already been heavily injured from fighting these powerful Adonis bastards.

So, where did they have the time and energy to fight these foreign warriors?

Please! At a time like this, it was best that they reduced their existence as much as possible.

If they joined in and secretly attacked these foreign warriors, then they might make these foreign warriors notice them and treat them with hostility.

Nope!

They were sitting this one out.

With that, they quickly guarded themselves while scooting away over the dead bodies, pretending to be ghosts.

A strange light flashed through Holcim's eyes, making his face distorted for a bit.

But soon after, he adjusted his countenance, stepped aside as well.

.

With the smoke half-cleared, the Adonis worshippers could now see these 'Morgs.'

And due to their rage, they started speaking Morg (which was similar to Pyron).

That's right.

They could speak Morg too.

In this world, no doubt, Morg was seen as the universal language just like English was back on earth.

Here, those who knew of Morgany's power still made it a must to know Morg.

Plus, one shouldn't forget that Lampe (Adonis) and Morgany were 2 continents that were side-by-side each other and were also sworn enemies, constantly battling nonstop.

In short, the waters sandwiched between both continents were always a war zone.

Any traveller would be completely mad to pass between that particular water zone.

One continent was ranked the most powerful while the other was the 2nd most powerful.

Both sides had spots, assassins and all sorts of people trying to force their way into the other.

And so with all this, Adonis (Lampe) had studied their language too.

After all, to defeat the enemy is to understand him as well.

That's why from birth, they were strictly taught Morg. It was as if Lampe was a bilingual continent.

Likewise, Morgany was also bilingual as well.

They made it their mission to study Lapu (Language in Lampe) too.

These 2 continents had been enemies for centuries and centuries.

So they had time to understand each other.

What a joke!

If they couldn't understand each other, then how would they ever win in the long run?

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~Cah-pui!

Holy Commander Vladomod spat manly and clenched his dual sabers coldly when he saw a giant Morg approaching him (Mitchen).

"Damn you bastard Morgs! I spit on your faces in the name of Adonis!!"

Swish!

Like a mighty lion, Vladomod leaped forward with both swords in his hands, aiming towards Mitchen's head.

~Cling!

Mitchen blocked the attack with his dual Crescent Moon blades.

Just like the name suggests, it was curved like a crescent moon or a smiley face.

One could imagine a protractor (half-circle) with the curved part being the blade and the straight part being the handle.

Of course, there was a curved hole in the middle of the weapon for him to send his hands in and grip the weapon.

~Cling!

Mitchen placed his hands in a crossed position and used both Crescent moon blades to deflect the incoming attack.

He listened to Vladomod in shock.

So... They took them as a Morg?

Well, then they better sell it well, right?

When he noticed that Vladomod had superior military-style clothing different from the rest, he knew that this guy's status should be higher than the rest.

One should remember that they were to leave some alive as his majesty had said.

Mitchen guessed that his majesty wanted them to pass on what happened here to their superiors.

And who better to pass the news than someone in a higher position?

That's why he was fighting and not killing Vladomod with his sheer strength.

And to make his identity more believable, Mitchen spoke Pyron, trying to make his accent as close as possible to those Pirate Morgs in his prison.

This action alone confirmed Vladomod's thoughts yet again.

Morgs!!!