Pirate World: Restoration

In the dark night sky, a golden roc fell from the clouds, tearing at the members of the Blood Hand Society with its sharp claws.

"Golden Feather Storm!"

Rogers shook his wings, and countless golden feathers fell, adding more ruins to the already dilapidated city.

After doing all this, Rogers was about to leave when he heard someone calling his name.

"Rogers, this way!"

Rogers looked down with red eyes and saw Esdeath and a man with broken arms waving at him on the ruins.

Rogers didn't ask anything, flew down, and landed next to Esdeath.

"Tark is not in the city, he should be in the black prison at the port, please take me there."

Esdeath said, and very naturally jumped onto the roc that Rogers had turned into.

"I see, do you want to call a few more people?"

Rogers didn't fluctuate much. It would be best if he met Tarke, but it didn't matter if he didn't.

But to be on the safe side, he thought it would be better to call a few more people.

"Yeah."

Esdeath nodded, pointed to the south and said, "The direction of the black prison is over there."

Rogers did not hesitate, grabbed Tadru who had lost both hands with his claws, and flew into the sky with Esdeath.

"Ah——!"

Feeling the strong wind blowing on his cheeks and watching the ground getting farther and farther away from him, Tadru couldn't help but scream.

Rogers and Esdeath ignored Tadru's screams and flew all the way to the south.

Esdeath kept paying attention to the ground and found Li Qi and Ian who had just dealt with a group of Blood Hand members.

"Lichi, Ian, we are going to find Tark, do you want to join us?"

Hearing this, Ian immediately replied, "Wait for us, coming soon!"

Ian put his palms down, and two balls of gas continued to accumulate in his hands.

"Compression·Nitrogen Acceleration!"

The air bomb in his hand exploded, and the powerful reaction force pushed Ian into the sky.

Leach was quick-witted and grabbed Ian's calf with one hand and took a ride.

Rogers slightly tilted his body, and Ian and Leach just fell on him. Only Tadru, who was caught, was dizzy.

"It's decided to be you, Rogers!"

Ian stood on Rogers' back, pointing his finger in the distance with an excited look on his face.

Feeling the pressure on his back, Rogers couldn't help but complain.

"Don't you have nano armor? Why do you all get on my back?"

Ian sat down and patted Rogers on the back.

"There are not many opportunities to ride you, how can I waste it."

Rogers was speechless, but he didn't say anything else.

Just like that, three people, a eagle, and a stick flew towards the south.

At the southern port, the strong and ferocious Tark with a scar on his face was timid at this moment.

"Lord Karkat, I didn't expect you to come in person. If I had known you were coming, I would have gone to receive you in person."

Next to Tark, a man named Karkat wore a magic hat, a black suit, and a cane in his hand. A half-white mask covered his face, making it impossible to tell his emotions.

"We have received a big order this time, and we need a lot of children. I wonder how many you can provide."

Karkat walked while looking at the children in the cages around him.

These are all his products, and quality is still very important.

"Lord Karkat, we can only offer 200 people now, but if you give me some time, I can provide 500 children."

Tark attaches great importance to this transaction. You must know that Karkat is the third in command of the "Organ Trafficking and Slave Trade Organization" and is also well-known in the underground world.

If he can get in touch with such a big man, then his future business will only get better and better.

"Well, I'll give you two days. If you can really provide 500 children, there will be more and more cooperation in the future."

Kakat didn't look back. His tone was calm, but he revealed a sense of confidence.

"Leave it to me. If it can't be done, then our Xueshou Club will no longer exist!"

The moment Tark's voice fell, a violent vibration came, and then a rampant voice sounded.

"Tark, your Blood Hand Club has been destroyed, why don't you come out and die!"

Tark's face turned black, and he noticed Karkat's puzzled eyes and hurriedly spoke.

"Lord Karkat, you go and rest first, I will be back as soon as I finish my business."

Kakat shook his head and said, "Let's go together, just in time to see what Chief Tark can do."

Seeing that Karkat was going to test his strength, Tark was not surprised but happy, he was still very confident in his own strength.

Time went back to five minutes ago, the black prisonOutside, Rogers landed on the ground with three people, and immediately attracted the attention of the guards.

"Who are you? Don't you know that this is the exclusive port of the Blood Hand Society?"

A guy holding a huge axe shouted at several people, his tone fierce.

"This guy looks a bit important, just leave it to..."

Before Ian finished speaking, Leach, who had been waiting for a big fight, rushed out, leaving only a white shadow.

"Uh... leave it to Leach."

Ian scratched his head and had to hold back what he wanted to say.

"Little ghost, take my axe!"

Looking at Leach who was rushing over, the strong man chopped down with an axe.

Clang!

The huge axe collided with Leach's claws, and a lot of sparks burst out.

Leach's eyes were cold, and his red eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

The man was startled and his strength could not help but decrease.

Seeing this, Leach pushed the man's axe away with force, and scratched his belly with his claws, leaving three bloody marks.

"Damn kid!"

The strong man felt the pain and chopped down with an axe, trying to split Leach in half.

But the axe did not split Leach in half, but split him in two.

Facing the split Leach, the man was obviously confused and even forgot to resist.

The two Leach kicked at the same time, hitting the man's belly and kicking him out.

"Master Axe!"

The guards around exclaimed and rushed to Leach, trying to catch him.

But Leach was not fighting alone. Esdeath drew his sword and stepped forward, the cold air was raging, and one ice stick was a popsicle.

Rogers also transformed into a human-beast form, and his golden wings harvested guards one by one.

Ian took a horse stance on the spot, and a vortex appeared in his hand, constantly compressing the surrounding air to form a huge air bomb.

When it reached the critical point, Ian slapped the air bomb towards the crowd.

Bang! ! !

The huge air bomb exploded, blowing away countless people and causing violent vibrations.

Ian looked at his masterpiece, nodded, took a deep breath, and shouted.

"Tark, your Blood Hand Society has been destroyed, why don't you come out and die!"