One punch blasted out. Just as Faen was still selecting the next target, the pirates in sight had all disappeared. Either jumped into the sea, or simply put down the weapons in their hands kneeling on the ground—
Morale is something invisible and intangible but indeed existing. When morale is at its peak, people often excitedly launch fearless battles and heinous crimes due to herd mentality and many other inexplicable psychological terms. Depending on the era and the team, people's restrictions on such behavior also vary. If saying the effect of such restriction behavior isn't clear when morale is at its peak, then when morale is low, the strength or weakness of this restriction also represents the ability a team can express when at the bottom line.
Leaving aside those powerful teams, but for this group of pirates... accompanied by morale collapse, no need to add almost, but all pirates simply gave up resistance. Those jumping into the water jumped into the water; those considering themselves poor swimmers also simply threw down weapons to be captured without resistance.
Although Faen knew this was the correct rebellion—they already knew they were not Riven's opponents. Under these circumstances, only capturing Faen and threatening Riven remained as the choice to exchange for victory or a chance to live. And the current Faen showed strength they couldn't easily take down.
To put it another way, even if they didn't know Faen's true strength, just knowing Faen wouldn't become a burden dragging Riven down was enough for them to give up resistance—just a group of pirates castrated by interests and ambition, could you expect them to have any grand ideals?
Although understanding this, Faen still felt a burst of boredom about this, and in this process understood why some so-called strong people were always indifferent to worldly affairs—because the vast majority of people in this world didn't have the so-called courage to face invincible enemies. Under these circumstances, people would naturally lose the so-called enthusiasm for battle.
After all, it's hard to make a player who has cleared the final BOSS on the highest difficulty with full equipment and full skills return to the novice village on simple difficulty to concentrate fully on facing mobs seen for the first time and carefully plan the skill release order, and also produce joy and sense of achievement after winning...
Thinking this, Faen recovered from the low-center combat posture before. After a moment of silence, he sighed helplessly, then waved his hand. Immediately, the surrounding sea currents surged for a while, as if possessing consciousness, accompanied by countless exclamations, dragging pirates jumping into the sea to escape into the seabed one by one.
Seeing this scene, several lucky ones who already had half a leg outside the deck stopped their movements almost immediately. Because immediately after this, just not long after these people were dragged into the seabed, accompanied by waves produced by struggling, soon a surge of scarlet rolled up from the seabed. Then the sea surface became calm. Except for sharks smelling blood in the distance swimming quickly towards here, as if nothing had happened...
Although silent, this blood color was more moving than brutal death.
Look, swallowing, even without needing to look at each other, people who were preparing to flee for their lives actively stopped the movements at hand. After a stalemate for a moment, they simply gave up all resistance.
And looking at them, then glancing at Riven beside him who equally had no fighting spirit, Faen shook his head boringly. Turning to pick up Gangplank's upper half body on the side, he said to the pirates on the side uninterestedly: "Get out of this sea area, tell Bilgewater it was Faen from Ionia who killed Gangplank."
Hearing Faen's words, the pirates looked at each other somewhat blankly. After realizing Faen's meaning, a look of joy appeared on their faces at an astonishing speed, then they scrambled towards the life rafts on the side. In just a few breaths of effort, the Dreadway, which reached more than forty meters in length just by itself in this era, only had Faen and Riven left.
If counting below the deck, there would be dozens more people, but mostly slaves captured by pirates prepared for selling. To this, Faen didn't care much, just waving his hand. Then the Dreadway, which originally gave people a feeling of incomparably 'sluggish' aura, quickly cheered up—a strong and steady wind instantly filled the sails. The huge warship was full of wind; the gentle water surface near the coast also surged with endless waves. Giving the feeling as if the Dreadway wasn't staying by the shore, but sailing fast on ocean currents in good weather.
Hmm, in a sense, possessing the ability to control storms from Janna and the ability to control flowing water from Ashlesh, Faen was indeed an undoubted top talent in navigation.
Located at the harbor, although Faen didn't care much, people in Piltover were not unfamiliar with the existence of black sails—this sail representing plunder, slaughter, and destruction possessed unimaginable terrible influence near the entire Guardian's Sea. Under these circumstances, soon people on the gallery bridge above the Sun Gates sea lock noticed the Dreadway's iconic black sails sailing fast from the horizon towards the Sun Gates sea lock.
Accompanied by exclamations, small-scale panic spread rapidly towards the surroundings. Soldiers on both banks blew whistles. Accompanied by rumbling sounds, the sea lock closed; tourists fled in panic towards the inland on both sides. And just as a guard picked up a megaphone, preparing to question why 'Gangplank' entered the warning range, in people's sight, a black shadow was thrown from the warship's deck at an astonishing speed.
At first, people thought it was some weapon and fled in panic, but then found no explosion or scream occurred as imagined. Coming back to their senses, a slightly bolder soldier walked towards the thing that landed. After identifying carefully twice, his face changed in shock, unable to help shouting out: "Gangplank?! Is it Gangplank?!"
"Gangplank?"
Hearing that guard's words, people only felt a burst of confusion, not knowing why this guard suddenly shouted Gangplank, after all, now even a blind man could see the black sails parked below.
And immediately after this, two human figures rose from the Dreadway below, then landed on the gallery bridge looking casually to both sides. If it were elsewhere, it would be fine, but in Piltover and Zaun, especially in Piltover and Zaun during this period, Faen's appearance could be said to be known by everyone.
Especially Piltover's guards, to prevent Zaun from finding a random excuse to make an issue and angering this uncrowned king of the Twin Cities, they really put in hard effort to let everyone in the city know what Faen looked like. Let alone compared to Gangplank, even compared to big stars like Seraphine, recognizability in Piltover was probably not as good as Faen.