Black sails

Chapter 56 LVI Ghosts and Gods

Chapter 56 LVI. Ghosts and Gods

On the main road from Lavender Town to Migang.

The fighting shook the sky.

Life is just a unit here, and all emotions have been wiped out.

except...

Greed and rage.

A one-eyed pirate who was blind in one eye and had a cloudy blue iris. His eyes were so cruel that he looked like a cold-blooded creature. He inserted a scimitar into the neck of a sergeant and twisted it several times. He tore off the head and tore off the armband. Two golden dragons were already there. Got it.

A few seconds on the line of life and death, in exchange for nearly four years of income for an ordinary sailor in the Navy.

The military police in the interior of Aram are elite, but most of them have only dealt with gangsters and gangsters in the empire.

I have never seen a desperado on the coast, licking blood from his knife and almost going crazy.

Extremely barbaric, he clapped his mouth and imitated the cannibal tribe's cruel howl.

The battle situation between Colonel Piapan and Oakes was anxious, but it was obvious that they were slowly declining and their morale was on the verge of collapse.

Never lose!

Piapan was still resisting, and the extra-large knife struck Oakes like crazy. Each knife was so powerful and heavy that it could turn a cow into meat.

Oaks calmly blocked them all, and thick smoke evaporated from the blades of their weapons under the raindrops, almost turning into high-temperature soldering irons in the intense confrontation.

At this time, Piapan's attention was entirely on Oaks.

The rest of the people did not dare to get close to the battle between the two, and would die if they bumped into each other. Only one person took advantage of the opportunity.

Ren flew over from the darkness with great insidiousness, scratched Piapan's ankle with his claws, and severed his hamstring with another claw.

The moment Piapan's left foot completely lost strength and became unbalanced.

In an instant.

Life and death are decided.

boom!

With an extremely violent blow, Oaks slashed away the large sword with one strike, leaped into the air, and grabbed Piapan's weapon.

The extra large sword weighing three hundred pounds in his left hand and the extra large sword weighing three hundred pounds in his right hand are like the gods of death.

Piapan's face was ashen.

Oaks took two steps forward and started...

Dual wielding flurry.

The light and shadow of the sword swayed, and the two weapons were as light as foam boards and slashed wildly. The strong wind blew away all the raindrops in a radius of about 20 meters, and the sound of the flesh, muscles and bones exploding was endless.

As Oaks stopped.

Imperial Arena, monthly runner-up, became... The scattered pieces of meat fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of broth.

At this point the battle situation has been decided.

Black Sail's pirates killed about twenty people, but after Oaks chopped off Piapan, the already low morale of the military police completely collapsed, and it took less than a minute.

They were all killed by the pirates, leaving no one alive.

They had already begun to collect trophies. One ear of a military policeman was worth one hundred silver coins, and a pair of ears was worth a golden dragon. Non-commissioned officers needed to wear armbands on their heads.

"The two of us working together are really powerful."

Ren saw that the main force on this road had been cleared, so he opened the champagne in advance and waited for Li Site to bring his people back. The rain would slow down the speed a little, but it was harmless. After going to sea, he would also have a taste of heroic adventure. The "taste" of home.

Oakes was silent, his poker face showing no joy. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain, the Leopard Man in that state might have died.

"I don't know what the situation is like in Zahak."

Seeing that the situation was decided, Oaks scanned the surrounding jungle. He didn't know where Morrison had gone and was unable to provide support.

"Brother Sha...should he be dead?"

Although Renn said that he could kill him in seconds, he was still a little unsure. Although Morrison could kill him in seconds, he had never met someone like Zahak. That was the Sword King's apprentice, Lieutenant General Alan.

Oaks was speechless, but Wren knew how to speak auspicious words.

at the same time.

A flat land deep in a dense forest.

The first second.

It's already started.

With a flash of thunder and lightning.

Morrison was nowhere to be seen.

That skill was beyond Zahak's understanding and completely beyond his cognition.

Rather, he has been under Morrison for so long and has become a rare breed.

The sharp knife and dagger on the boots were used together, and in less than a second, like a flash of light, they reached the top of the tree more than ten meters high, leaping between the trees.

Silver snakes descend from the sky, and whip blades dance swiftly.

The blades poured down like free lightning, drawing, twisting, twisting, and piercing each other. It was faster and more violent than the downpour.

Zahak drew his sword and blocked it wildly, slashing out more than ten swords in one second. He also fell into some kind of madness, and the sparks splashed out and lit up the surrounding area into daylight.

"Too slow, too slow! How dare you come out and mess around if you are so slow!"

Morrison continues to increase the intensity, this is just the beginning, this is far from the end.

Sharp, sharp, tearing, and piercing, like a hell torture chamber intertwined with infinite blades rushing from Hades to the world.

Zahak's reaction speed has reached a critical value.

Morrison can still be faster and harder.

Click, a bloody trace was drawn from Zahak's arm, click, a gash opened in his leg, and he had no time to face such a violent attack.

Bang bang bang, several more flying knives were fired in succession, so powerful that they exploded on the ground like cannonballs.

Zahak couldn't dodge, and just the force of the flying knife cut open the clothes on his arms, causing the flesh to rip apart and bleed.

Watching Morrison slowly fall from the sky.

"die!"

Zahak put his palm on the blade, watered the magic blade with some of his own blood, and then slashed towards the top of his head with sword energy.

The branches were broken, and the sword wind broke all the shrubs within a radius of tens of meters.

Morrison dodged the blow without any pressure. The whip blade had already hooked on the tree on the other side. The whole person was strangled from the tree like a rotating blade, and it took an arc from the air in less than a second. He flew to the ground and jumped into the air with two steps of inertia. Not only the dagger, but also his whole body flashed over like light. Zahak was already a little stunned by the speed. It was completely a subconscious conditioned reflex. Raise your sword to block.

He was immediately knocked back a few meters, but Morrison was like a ghost following the wind. The wing blades of his elbow joints unfolded, and he slashed wildly with the dagger while swinging the wing blades and tapping the crossbow.

The extremely tricky and cunning killing move hits the vital point every time, and dozens of attacks are executed every moment.

Like a terrifying life that evolved solely for killing.

A sword, even Lieutenant General Alan, how could he block it?

Click, click, click...

Zahak only blocked the fatal attack, but there were more than a dozen wounds on his body, bleeding continued, and a crossbow arrow was shot in his shoulder.

Morrison whipped his whip blade, exploding two nearby large trees. The arc was extremely tricky, and they collapsed in a cross shape towards the location where the two were fighting.

Zahak has been completely entangled by Morrison and his movements are restricted.

It looked like the big tree was about to hit both of them.

Morrison's strange skill was to climb sideways under a fallen tree and leap into the air.

Zahak also wanted to get away.

But Morrison no longer held back. There were still sixteen flying knives left on the belt, and he fired two rounds to block Zahak's movement.

The big tree fell directly towards Zahak.

His physical energy was almost exhausted, but he still split the trees with one slash.

But Morrison is already there.

He couldn't avoid it.

Click!

Although the thin-edged dagger did not kill him, it still penetrated Zahak's shoulder, dragged him on the ground for more than ten meters, and nailed him to a tree.

Morrison whipped the whip and immediately disarmed him. The strange red blade and the scabbard were pulled back by the whip, allowing him to hold it in his hand.

Zahak.

Defeated.

He sat paralyzed and was nailed to the tree. His throat felt sweet and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

It rained heavily.

Morrison was unscathed;

"With your... skills, why do you become a pirate? Serving the Emperor, even if you join the Imperial Knights, it is more than enough."

Zahak couldn't understand that this was a big defeat, not an unjust defeat, and he had to reach his teacher's level before he could fight him.

Morrison sneered twice.

"Being an official in Aram means you will die."

Morrison said casually.

"Let's do it."

Zahak stared at Morrison coldly, without any fear of death. Anyway, he would be a useless person when he returned to Yalan.

"as you wish."

Morrison was about to try a new weapon. Wollman's cabin was very insightful. He had to keep up with the times. He rotated the mechanism on his arm and five small black muzzles were revealed.

Without hesitation, he aimed at Zahak's head and tapped the mechanism.

However……

Nothing happened.

Perhaps because of the rain, Morrison shook off the accumulated water, then tapped Zahak's head once more, but the fire was still muted.

Morrison pointed sideways.

boom!

Five pellets were fired successfully, punching several small holes in a tree.

But Morrison was determined to kill.

Wielding the red sword, he attempted to behead him.

The whistle sounded. Only Ren could blow it so loudly. For more than two seconds, Zahak's team was all killed.

Morrison was silent for a moment.

"You are a tough-minded person, so I will accept this sword. See you later."