Black sails

Chapter 66 LXVI. The so-called pirates

Marcus sensed movement over there.

Fen's phantom spirit body is still on the coast, and he used the ice crystal giant sword to barely resolve the attack.

It seems to be a disembodiment.

"What?"

Marcus couldn't believe it.

The distance from the boat to the trestle to the coast is hundreds of meters.

Not even a moment.

Fen himself had exchanged places with the spirit body, and the spirit body exploded instantly. Fen himself suddenly arrived, and the death curse runes on his body surged.

Marcus did not hesitate, and swung the ember spiral sword fiercely, using all its magic power.

In an instant, black dust filled the air, and the heat was as blazing, covering all light. But wherever the embers were destroyed, they burned wildly with the force of the wind, and could devour people in a matter of seconds.

Fen's whole body was filled with mantras, and the undead and celestial body seals glowed with blood, tearing his skin and flesh, bleeding out, and activating the runes all over his body.

This state would greatly consume his concentration, and it was also an explosion that squeezed physical strength. Fen's nose overflowed with black blood. He knew that he had to fight quickly, as long as he could block the last burst of the priest.

Marcus will only be...

A righteous siege.

Sen Luo's Death Service Technique·Fifth Level.

liberation.

The purple mist turned into thousands of undead souls and howled out, gathering on Fen's arm.

"Destroy!"

In order to send a psychological suggestion and even cast a spell to enslave the dead souls he enslaved, Fen Xingzhi punched forward with all his strength.

These dead souls are not big people, but quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

The tormented undead surged into a long river, tearing out embers into the air, and accompanied by sharp cries like steam roaring, breaking the hot gray curtain.

Marcus's offensive was completely torn apart, and the spell power of this long river was extremely terrifying.

The soul of the dead pours directly into Marcus himself. In this state, if Fen wants to control others like a puppet, he doesn't need the person to die at all. He just needs to pour into his body, and the magic power will imprint a curse on his limbs and bones. Direct violence control.

Fen rarely fights like this. He prefers to remove a drop of someone's blood or hair and use a spell to kill him, but that requires a lot of materials and plenty of preparation time.

Upon seeing this, Marcus swung his huge sword like crazy and strangled the river of undead that was pouring into it into powder.

The Spiral Ember Sword Wind was drawn to its highest intensity under Marcus's explosion. No one could avoid it, and no one could hide from it.

Sen Luo's Death Service Technique·Level 6.

liberation.

Fen was burned by the embers until his whole body was covered in ulcers.

Marcus thought he had succeeded.

But Fen's figure transformed into ravens and fluttered towards Marcus.

Marcus wiped them all out with one sword.

What he hit was only Fen's spirit body. He himself was already standing on the other side, swapping places with the spirit body and changing shape.

"It's almost... you're done."

Fen spread out one hand, seventh level, liberation.

All the death curse runes converged on his hand. This time, what was waved was no longer the soul of the dead, but countless dead bones twisted and twisted together in pain. The skulls were intertwined, which was as scary as it could be.

boom!

Marcus swung his ember spiral sword wildly, and the black and gray chars tore and ablated the long river of bones under the sword wind.

boom!

When Marcus made the final chop and cracked all the skeletons, the remaining physical strength was already warning, his breath began to become chaotic, and he was about to bottom out.

Marcus is battle-hardened.

The experience was horrific.

He must save his last strength to fight his way out of the siege, leave this place, return to the Holy See to inform, and then send out stronger troops.

The spiral sword stopped rotating. It took a huge amount of physical strength to control this three hundred kilogram thing, so he was immediately abandoned by Marcus.

Marcus used the force field to pull out an ordinary long sword from the ground and stood ready.

Seeing this, Fen no longer exhausted his energy, and he was almost reaching his upper limit. The death curse runes on his body no longer surged, and he wiped the blood from his nose. His goal had been achieved, and Marcus was at the end of his strength.

What's left next is...a righteous assault, and Marcus will definitely die.

All the other pirates who had fallen into the water swam ashore. The battle just now was really fucking terrifying, but looking at the appearance of this priest, he had reached his limit.

Within a short while, Marcus was surrounded by pirates, casting friendly glances at him.

Swann and Shady suffered some sword wounds, Wollman was not feeling well either, and Renn's body was still bleeding from being stabbed by sawdust, so they also gathered around.

"As expected of General Fen! So fierce!"

Ren has been with Black Sail for five years, and he has never seen Fen show his skill. This time, he has indeed encountered the most perverted enemy since the founding of Black Sail. There is no one. What is a hexagonal warrior? He can resist and fight. Milk can increase noble range damage. This is the confidence that the top students of Pedan National Arcane Academy bring to Renn.

Morrison has no nonsense.

He stepped forward quickly and tried to kill instantly with a knife.

But Marcus still had physical strength left, and had not bottomed out. He no longer used wood magic, nor wasted magic power to create spirals, nor wasted any physical strength on large-scale attacks. He only relied on force fields and ordinary long swords to Sword skills and body skills break through the siege one by one.

Marcus teleported past and swung his sword fiercely.

Morrison didn't expect that this person still had energy left, so he blocked it with his wing blades. He took several steps back and his eyelids twitched. He was indeed a member of the Witch Hunt Secret Service. He was too sophisticated and had completely changed his tactics.

"Don't move without permission, this magic stick still has some power left."

Morrison ordered a group of pirates behind him who were eager to try. At this time, Marcus was still at the level of a first-class strongman and could not be touched by minions.

Marcus changed his strategy from massacre to breakout, but he never expected that he would be forced to this point by a group of pirates.

"Just commit suicide. Don't make me waste more time. It's a dead end anyway."

Ren hissed, the wound on his leg still hurting from the sawdust.

Marcus understood that the chances of a successful breakout were limited.

"Pirates... they're just a bunch of gangsters. I've killed many bandits before, so I'll let you speak to the ones who are most responsible."

Marcus no longer had the calm demeanor of his previous position as a priest. He looked terrifying and had strong murderous intent. He seemed to have returned to the old Aram decades ago and turned into a killing machine.

The giant ship was ablated, and the storm outside the cave was coming to an end, leaving only drizzle.

Li Site sneered.

"What do you want to say? If you want to be re-instated, you will be exempted. I won't let you go. Everyone here has a lot of cases, and you can't handle it."

Li Site said coldly, the overall situation has been decided.

Marcus' heart sank, and he immediately changed his strategy, knowing that pirates were no different from ruffians. If they were provoked, they would die for something they didn't need.

"It seems that you are the captain of this ship. You have indeed surrounded me now, but anyone who comes over will only die. I still have some strength left. I will die, but I have to support a few people. If the big one doesn't come forward, let's What do you mean when you come here to take charge of things? Are you just trying to fool around like this?"

Marcus's intention was obvious. He began to play the same tricks as before, and his mind returned to its former ruthlessness. He was motivating Li Site to fight one-on-one. As long as he killed the captain, this group of profit-minded bandits would inevitably die. There will be civil unrest.

"Are you an old fool? Don't waste your time. Let's kill him together."

Ren was speechless.

The reason why Li Site can become a captain is not because of how powerful he is, but because his methods and decisions can make money with Black Sail. This is indeed the case. Now that one thousand and two golden dragons and privateering certificates have been received, one day If you have great skills, you can't make money, you can't live a good life, it's useless.

But Marcus's words are not without effect. There are indeed people watching Li Site's reaction. There is no shortage of backbones, Black Sail... There are big goods on the ship now, and people without courage... can't be suppressed.

Li Site's expression was cold, but Marcus was so sinister that he put himself on the fire.

"Really... That's very simple. You still have some strength left, and everyone else might die. The two of us, real men, one on one."

Li Site took back the Junlin Sword, which seemed like he was bullying others. In addition, he was not good at using swords. He took out the double-headed flail from behind and picked up a hatchet from the side of the corpse on the ground.

Everyone was shocked, Li Site actually... agreed.

Fen's expression was extremely rare, and what he said was like throwing water away. He reached out to stop Li Site and shook his head. Although according to pirate methods, Li Site had to fight. This was considered a duel. But with the approach of smart people, although it will reduce some prestige, it can be filled in later and there is no need to go to extreme lengths.

"No one is allowed to stop it. This is the captain's order. The so-called pirates all die, and the same goes for the captain. Let me show you...how the pirates on the east coast kill people."

Li Site completely changed his appearance and became extremely cold-blooded.

His eyes reflected the burning flames of the giant ship. With his tall figure and rough skin, Li Site did not have the so-called King's Landing Sword for six out of ten years.

"Come……"

Marcus' eyes were vicious when he saw that Li Site had been attacked.

Fen hissed deeply, Li Site was taking the black sail into the ditch. Li Site had a hand in controlling people and more or less held the handle of the people on the ship. He still had subordinates in Tianguo Port. If he died, The consequences are endless.

But at this time, Li Site had already spoken out, and it was difficult to recover.

Li Site held the flail and hatchet and rushed towards Marcus without any hesitation.

Marcus sneered. It was full of flaws. It didn't take much effort to kill him. He had to use all his strength to get into position.

Immediately he swung his sword with a little magic power, and swung out a few invisible sword energy, which was as powerful as breaking bamboo.

Li Site saw the attack clearly through the embers swaying in the wind. He was extremely agile and dodged one attack sideways. He then leaned down to avoid another attack. He was already close and swung an ax at him, but it was only a feint.

How could Marcus not see through this feint? The ax was struck with no force at all, and he didn't even bother to care about it. It hit the chest with a heavy stab.

Lister.

Exchange student studying abroad at an Ivy League university, Department of Applied Optics.

but……

Outlaw.

Li Site didn't even try to dodge or evade. Instead, he took the initiative to face him with his hands. The long sword pierced his arm, penetrated his shoulder blade, and continued to draw toward his chest, bleeding like a stream.

However, the chain of the double-headed shackle tightly strangled Marcus's right arm and pulled it hard, making it unable to move at all, and dragged Marcus over.

Even Marcus was a little delayed in his reaction by such cruelty, because Li Site ran... desperately from the beginning, his movements were extremely smooth, without any hesitation.

The ax was already slashing towards his head. Li Site went through countless fights and was able to survive in the East China Sea. With speed, strength, and skills, he had no problem becoming a gold-level adventurer.

Marcus didn't even think about wasting his magic power on defense, and activated the force field urgently to try to bounce it away.

But it was too late. In order to see things, he had to continuously consume his magic power. At this time, his magic power had reached the bottom. When he pulled it out urgently, he only had the remaining silk, which only covered a little, but it could not withstand Li Site's fierce attack.

boom!

Falling into the Tianling Gai, plasma flew everywhere and flew into Li Site's face. Marcus was severely injured and his reaction was gone. Li Site hit him with a few more axes and died suddenly on the spot and fell down.

Under the burning giant ship, Li Site's figure illuminated by the huge flames looked extremely terrifying.

"Fuck, it almost stabbed me in the heart. I'm still alive."

Li Site let out a joking laugh and lowered his left arm.

Hua Hua Hua...

The blood was fighting to flow out.

"Remember in the next life, never challenge the captain's dignity in front of the crew."

Li Site's hand that could still move trembled and took out the high-end cigarettes from Cangwu Mountains from his pocket.

Everyone was stunned by Li Site's cold-blooded madness.

The tattooed bald man stepped forward quickly, took out a match and lit it for Li Site.

The big job is done.

Although Li Site was risking his life, he only played a little bit, because he knew that he could lead these people to make money, and he also had some key handles, and he was really about to die.

This bunch of people.

Will come to save myself.

This is……

trickery.

In the blue depths, black sails flutter.

Gold and silver treasures, bloody blades clanging.

Burning, killing and looting without any sense of justice.

Time flies...

All turn into wine and meat.