bookcurios Chapter 1322 Abolition of Slavery!
Chapter 1322 Abolition of Slavery!
The moment the fingers snapped, time stood still.
The black hail of shells, enough to level a fortress, suddenly stopped less than ten meters from the steel destroyer.
A thin, pale blue energy membrane quietly unfolded around the destroyer, separating life and death.
All the shells struck the light membrane without the expected earth-shattering explosion, or even a sound.
Their speed was gently reduced by an invisible force, and they were enveloped and swallowed by that thin film.
Under the horrified gazes of all the pirates, those cannonballs, harder than steel, silently melted and disintegrated into the most primitive metallic dust, sinking into the dark, icy seawater.
The entire port fell into a deathly silence.
The wind stopped.
The waves have subsided.
Only the heavy, labored breathing of thousands of pirates, and the frantic pounding of their hearts, clenched with fear, pierced the deathly silence.
"Sorcery... What kind of sorcery is this?!"
"She's a devil! A devil from hell!"
On the flagship "Wrath of the Sea God", the face of "Black Heart" Barbossa, which was once full of ferocity, was now drained of color, leaving only a blank and bewildered look after his values had been crushed.
In his single eye, Elizabeth's beautiful and flamboyant face was clearly reflected, a face that now looked colder than death itself.
He finally realized that he had not provoked a fallen pirate queen at all.
Instead, he is a true monster in human skin who treats war as a game!
“I already told you, Barbosa.”
Elizabeth's voice, amplified by the ship's loudspeaker, transformed into a cold judgment, echoing clearly in the ears of every pirate.
I told you to get out, but you wouldn't listen.
"If you insist on forcing me, I'll personally send you to hell."
She slowly raised her slender hand, painted with scarlet nail polish, and gently touched the air.
That posture was so elegant, as if it were lighting a grand fireworks display.
"The game is over."
hum-
The Zhenyuan-class destroyer, which had been silent all along, finally revealed its most deadly fangs.
On both sides of the ship, dozens of armor plates slid open silently, revealing rows of honeycomb-like launch units below.
There was no cannon barrel, no flash of light.
Only a chilling, eerie blue light rapidly condensed and shone deep within the launch unit.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The next second, hundreds of pale blue beams of light, as thin as gossamer threads, wove together a net of death, instantly enveloping the entire pirate fleet!
No screams.
There was no explosion.
There was only an eerie silence that sent chills down your spine.
Wherever blue light reaches, the structure of matter is instantly broken down.
Those pirate ships, built from the strongest oak and roaming the seas for decades, did not break apart but instead annihilated directly from the point of contact, turning into flying wood chips and fragments.
Thousands of desperate men, who had been swaggering and arrogant just a moment ago, were swept into a cold, dark vortex of death along with their prized warships before they could even utter a complete wail.
This was a silent massacre.
A bloody silent film.
When the last piece of wood sank to the bottom of the sea, the sea that was once crowded with hundreds of pirate ships was now empty.
Only the flagship "Wrath of Poseidon" remained, like a lonely tomb, floating on the seawater, which was tinged silver by the moonlight but filled with the heavy stench of blood.
On the ship, the remaining hundreds of pirates completely collapsed.
They threw down their weapons and knelt on the deck, their bodies trembling like leaves, their crotches damp and smelling of fish.
They gazed at the unscathed steel behemoth in the distance, and at the blonde woman standing at the bow, like a queen of hell descended to earth. Their eyes were no longer filled with violence, but only with the purest, most humble fear.
Meanwhile, the "black-hearted" Barbossa, the former king of the seas, has long since collapsed to the ground.
The giant anchor slipped from his hand with a loud clang.
He stared blankly at everything before him, muttering to himself repeatedly.
"It's over...it's all over..."
His era, his ambition, everything about him was completely erased in that silent rain of light.
Elizabeth admired his utterly broken state, a cruel and satisfied smile of a victor blooming on her beautiful face.
She slowly raised her hand and gestured for the lone flagship to come over.
Her voice returned to its languid yet alluring tone.
"Captain Barbosa."
"Now, can we have a proper discussion about the issue of 'surrender'?"
……
Inside the Governor's Mansion, the transfer of power has come to an end.
When Elizabeth dragged the utterly distraught Barbossa back to the hall, the last embers of resistance in the hearts of all the guild leaders and wealthy merchants who still harbored any hope were extinguished by the icy water of fear.
They finally came to terms with reality.
Starting today, this city will welcome a brand new master whom they have no right to even look up to.
The next morning.
A decree personally issued by the "Queen of Kunlun" swept across the entire New Batavia with thunderous force.
The law is simple and brutal in content, yet it contains the power to overturn the world.
—Abolish slavery!
All slaves in Novobatavia, regardless of race or origin, are hereby freed from this day forward!
They will no longer be "goods" to be bought and sold at will, but free citizens protected by the laws of the Great Qian Empire!
boom!
The news exploded like a nuclear bomb, reverberating throughout the city's underclass!
free!
This word, which was more distant than mythology to them, suddenly and unexpectedly fell on the heads of every slave!
After a brief silence, the entire city erupted in deafening cheers!
Countless slaves, who had been oppressed for half their lives, rushed into the streets. They embraced each other, wept, knelt down, and kowtowed frantically in the direction of the governor's mansion.
They offered all their worship to the Eastern goddess who gave them new life in the most primitive and devout way!
At this moment, on the highest terrace of the Governor's Mansion, Murong Yan was quietly looking down at the jubilant ocean below.
She was still wearing that ultra-black phoenix descending to earth dress.
A strong sea breeze lifted her five-zhang-long, dark gold train high into the air, and the black flag represented "new life" and "hope".
The giant phoenix embroidered with real gold thread on the skirt gleams in the sunlight, its eyes radiating majesty and looking down upon all living beings.
It proclaims that its master not only possesses the power to destroy everything, but also the benevolence to create a new world.
"Husband, look."
Murong Yan gently rested her head on Lin Zhen's shoulder, and the frost in her clear, moon-like phoenix eyes quietly melted away, revealing a tenderness and satisfaction that she herself was unaware of.
"They seem very happy."
"Of course I'm happy."
Lin Zhen smiled and pulled her into his arms, his deep eyes flashing with a calculating insight.
Force can only bring about temporary submission.
Only the hearts of the people can forge eternal loyalty.
From this moment on, this city of sin truly fell into his hands.
However, beneath this jubilation of new life and hope, a venomous undercurrent is surging wildly in the city's dark corners.
The slave owners and old nobles, who had been ruined by a decree, were gathering together. Their eyes burned with a frenzied hatred as they plotted a revenge that would overturn everything.