The torpedo advanced underwater and pierced directly into the steamship of the Futan believers. The iron hull exploded and shattered piece by piece, the turbine compartment exploded and caught fire, and a huge fireball rose up on the sea.
The Futan religion could no longer hold on. The place where the gods descended had turned into a sea of fire, with various temples and buildings constantly burning.
The civilians on the top suffered heavy casualties. Their desperate cries did not slow down the flames at all. Some tried to jump into the sea to escape, but they were killed by the sunlight in the sky after swimming a few steps. The sea was littered with corpses.
"The deal continues? The deal continues now? Why didn't you say the deal continues when you were tricking my man just now?" Anna twisted her tentacles and roared angrily with the big mouth in the middle of her body opening.
As her tentacles rolled hard, the head of a deep diver was instantly crushed, and red and white splashed everywhere.
After seeing this scene, Shanshan, who was standing next to him, also stretched out his tentacles and followed suit.
"Charles!! Enough people have died. Do you really want to die with us? Do you really think these people are the true strength of the Futan Cult? And don't forget, we still have control over your body!!"
Hearing this, Charles showed a ferocious expression on his face. Even at this time, these guys still dared to threaten him!
Just as the order to fight to the death was about to be issued, the voice of Commodore Roves suddenly rang out from the loudspeaker.
"Governor! The Operations Department has discovered that there is something wrong with those incoming ships! They are changing their formation and trying to block our fleet's retreat!"
Hearing this, Charles' heart skipped a beat, and his brain, which had been rushing with blood, suddenly became cold.
With a frown on his face, he turned his head and looked at the approaching skeleton ship. "Could it be that the Diva tribe and the Futan Cult are secretly collaborating, and they are actually here to help Futan?"
But when Charles thought of the octopus head's request for a ceasefire, he rejected the decision.
"Governor, the staff of the Operations Department unanimously agreed that it is not appropriate to continue the battle now. If those ships are really coming to attack us, the chance of defeat is almost 100%!"
Looking at the skeleton ship getting closer and closer in the distance, Charles' mind raced quickly. "Damn it, what on earth are the decision makers of the Hik tribe thinking?"
There are now two possibilities before him. Either they are really here to help him, and he can work with these giants to completely solve the worries of the Futan Church.
Either they are here to help the Futan Cult. If that is the case, then once they enter the battlefield, the entire Hope Island Navy fleet and themselves will be buried here together.
Although he had once saved a ship of the Haik tribe in the Sea of Misty Sea, this favor meant nothing in the face of this big situation.
After thinking hard for a few seconds, Charles finally didn't dare to gamble. Now he had to take care of more things, and all his concerns were on the boat.
Compared with the trouble of annihilating the Fortan Cult, Anna and the lives of her crew members are more important.
As the commanders of both sides gave orders, the artillery fire gradually subsided.
At the same time, the skeleton ship fleet of the Heike tribe also stopped where it was and did not move forward at all. This situation was not only suspicious to Charles, but also to the people of the Futan religion.
The two sides of the truce kept speculating on the purpose of their arrival. But speculation was speculation, and the previously cancelled deal still had to go on.
During the battle with Anna, one of the octopus heads was swallowed directly into her stomach at the cost of four tentacles.
"Governor Charles, you are really good at picking the time. You started the war just when we were at our weakest. If it was the previous Ftan Cult, your people would not even be able to enter the East China Sea." Octor said unwillingly.
Charles was released from his restraints and was weakly supported by Anna. "Stop talking so hard. Is it true that you, the Futan Cult, are only good at talking? Do you want to make a deal or not?"
Ocutt's eyes showed a hint of anger, but he finally restrained himself. "How do you plan to trade?"
"It's simple. You release my body from control now, and then perform a ritual to heal my crew. In return, I will tell you the location of Futan."
Facing Charles' proposal, Ocutt strongly refused, "This is impossible! I have to do everything first. What if you regret it after getting the benefits?"
Charles sneered. "I regret it? Why don't you tell me who was the first to start? It was you bastards who set me up!!"
Although both sides spoke tough, under the current circumstances, they did not want to fight any further. Finally, after negotiation between the two sides, they formulated new trading rules.
The Futan Cult first held a ceremony to heal the crew, then Charles told them the specific location of Futan, and finally, the Futan Cult completely released the control of Charles' body.
Transactions between enemies are always troublesome, and you have to be on guard against the other side's actions.
Although both parties were not very satisfied with this situation, when they took a look at the skeleton ship fleet in the distance, they all agreed tacitly.
The bloody ceremony began again. This time the sacrifices were some wounded people. The population of the land where God descended was further reduced. The Futan Cult also tried to let Charles make some sacrifices as well, but was firmly rejected by Charles.
While the ceremony was taking place, the fleet commander, Roves, came to Charles and reported to him the naval losses.
"Governor, only one of the five airships remains. The navy's casualty rate is approaching 30%. The headquarters was attacked once, and Commodore Locke died. Four military staff officers died."
Locke was one of the twelve captains who explored Hope Island with Charles, but he didn't expect to die here.
Hearing this, Charles felt a pain in his heart, and he looked at the octopus head in the distance with extreme hatred in his eyes.
This resulted in the deaths of tens of thousands of people. All of this could have been avoided. The conflict between the Futan Church and themselves had not yet ended. Although the conflict had been suppressed this time, these guys must pay the price for the deaths of these people!
Anna patted Charles on the shoulder with her tentacles. "It's okay. Their losses will only be greater than ours. After all, the battlefield is right at their doorstep, and the God's Land is almost burned to ashes."
Charles gave Anna a forced smile, and then turned to Roves in a black military uniform. "It's not over yet. Everyone, cheer up. Now is not the time to rest. Be careful of them attacking again."
Roves, with a stern expression, saluted Charles and said, "Don't worry, Governor! The Operations Department has already formulated various plans. The navy of Hope Island is not to be trifled with!"
(End of this chapter)