Chapter 332 The Flying Pirates suffered heavy losses

This is actually an insurance measure created by Karl.

After Karl returned to Cake Island, he carefully reviewed what had happened over the years.

He realized that big things cannot be changed, but small things can be changed.

The next big event recently is the showdown between Roger and the Golden Lion.

Major events cannot be changed, which proves that Roger will still break away.

Carl knew that Roger's escape was a historical necessity, but he did not intend to sit idly by.

He decided to make some fuss about small things. For example, he had been coveting the Piaopiao fruit for a long time.

Sending Ziket and Opela out was just the first step in Karl's plan.

He hoped that this storm would bring more trouble to the Golden Lion's fleet and might even change Roger's fate.

As the clouds and thunder continued to accumulate, the sea below became increasingly rough.

From time to time, huge waves hundreds of meters high hit the Golden Lion fleet.

The huge waves were like huge palms, trying to overturn the ship and sweep the pirates into the ruthless sea.

The Golden Lion's fleet began to appear chaotic, and the pirates panicked. They tried to stabilize the ship, but the power of the huge waves was too strong.

Some ships were hit by huge waves, their hulls were damaged, and seawater began to pour into the cabins.

Rayleigh, Jabba and others also felt the power of the storm, but they did not flinch.

They know that this storm may be their savior, and if they can just hold on, the storm will eventually pass.

"Everyone, hold on!" Reilly shouted, his voice particularly loud in the storm.

Jabba wielded his ax and kept hitting the huge waves, trying to open a safe path for the ship.

"Jabba, left full rudder!" Roger's voice sounded particularly firm in the storm.

"Okay!" Jabba responded, a hint of excitement in his voice.

Jabba thought they were going to face a tough battle, but he didn't expect that God would lend a helping hand at this time.

The sea area on the left was just opened by a hundred-meter-high wave, which seemed to open up an escape path for them.

He quickly ran to the rudder of the ship, held the wheel tightly with both hands, and drove the ship along the open space.

Although the power of the huge waves is powerful, under Jabba's control, the ship is like a flexible fish, skillfully weaving between the huge waves.

Upon seeing this, other members of the fleet also took action. They adjusted the sails and stabilized the hull to ensure that the ship could pass through this dangerous sea smoothly.

"Roger, look!" Jabba pointed forward and shouted excitedly.

Roger looked in the direction pointed by Jabba and saw that the sea in front of him was gradually opening up, and the storm seemed to be gradually weakening.

He nodded, motioning for Jabba to move on.

"Attention everyone, the storm is about to pass, we must leave this sea area as soon as possible!" Roger commanded loudly.

The members of the fleet cheered up after hearing Raleigh's order. They knew that as long as they could hold on, the storm would eventually pass.

As the fleet gradually moved away from the center of the storm, the wind and waves on the sea began to weaken.

The sun shines through the clouds and onto the sea, bringing a touch of warmth to this chaotic sea area.

The members of the fleet began to repair the ship, inspect the equipment, and prepare to continue their journey. Although the storm caused them a lot of trouble, they did not suffer much damage.

"Jabba, thanks to you this time, we were able to escape the storm smoothly." Roger laughed and patted Jabba's shoulder and said gratefully.

"Everywhere, it's all thanks to everyone." Jabba responded humbly.

After the storm, the sea calmed down and the members of the fleet began to pack up and prepare to continue their adventure.

"Roger, where are we going next?" Jabba asked.

The storm caused them to deviate from their original route and they needed to find their way forward again.

"We are going to Rafdru. When we get there, we will be the first pirate group worthy of the name." Roger replied.

When the members of the fleet heard Roger's words, they all showed excited expressions.

Lovedrew, that is the place they dream of, full of unknowns and challenges.

"Okay, let's set off!" Jabba said loudly.

The members of the fleet responded one after another. They adjusted the canvas and prepared to set sail. Following Rayleigh's order, the fleet slowly sailed out of the port and headed towards the new world.

And Golden Lion, the once majestic captain of the pirate group, was swept to the bottom of the sea by the rough seas in this sudden storm.

His figure struggled in the huge waves, like a helpless beast, swallowed by the ruthless force of nature.

Luckily, his crew didn't give up on him.

In the raging storm, they risked their lives and dived into the seabed to bring the golden lion back from the brink of death.

When the golden lion was rescued on the boat, he was already dying. His body was covered with scars and there was a rudder stuck on his head, which was a tragic witness in the storm.

The Golden Lion Pirates, which originally had a fleet of nearly a hundred ships, suffered heavy losses in this storm, leaving only a dozen ships of big cats and kittens.

These surviving ships, after the storm, were like lonely boats that had lost their direction, drifting on the vast sea.

The Golden Lion's fleet, all the wealth and glory accumulated over more than ten years were almost destroyed in this battle.

The fleet drifted on the sea and finally saw a desert island in the distance.

Although the desert island is desolate, it is a rare haven for them. The remaining ships docked, hoping to replenish some fresh water and food resources on this desert island.

The fleet sailed slowly towards the desert island, the waves gently lapping at the hull, making a dull sound.

After the fleet docked, the crew quickly disembarked and began looking for fresh water and food. They know that only by replenishing resources as soon as possible can they have a chance to survive.

"Well!"

Captain Golden Lion slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurred and his mind was in chaos.

"Captain Golden Lion, you're awake."

A familiar voice rang in his ears, that of his loyal crewmate Indigo.

"Where is this? Where's Roger?"

Captain Golden Lion's voice was hoarse. He covered his dizzy head and asked with difficulty.

"Captain Golden Lion, have you forgotten?" There was a hint of helplessness in Indigo's voice.

"There was a big storm at sea, and most of the entire fleet was killed. Roger and his party didn't know where they went."

Indigo didn't have time to do any mime performances this time, and his whole performance was very low.

The smile of the past was gone on his face, replaced by deep worry and exhaustion.

80% of the team members perished at sea, causing the morale of the entire team to drop to an all-time low.

The crew sat around the Golden Lion Captain, their eyes full of confusion and fear.

"Where are we now?"

Captain Golden Lion tried to sit up, but the pain in his body forced him to give up.