An ordinary meeting may result in the survival of this fortress and the life and death of several Spanish noble officers with slurred names, but to Lorraine, this is indeed just an ordinary meeting.

Before visiting Major Mara, Lorraine never thought that he would have a chance to shoot tonight, let alone encounter an attack by a Pirate King of the Caribbean on land.

And as the pirate king, the difference in strength between Blackbeard and Cotton Jack is too great...

Counting the cadres in the regiment of Cotton Jack, Lame Romi is just an ordinary **** who can't even deal with panic businessmen. Asaros is about a competent captain, with a certain degree of military quality, and his personal combat power is not worth mentioning.

Chernori is the ceiling of individual combat effectiveness in the Cotton Jack group, better than Barto, and only a few points better than Barto.

And what about the Blackbeard Pirates?

Blackbeard's own strength Lorraine has personally experienced, even if there are various reasons such as weapons, terrain, external threats, etc., his combat intuition, talent and skills can be steadily ranked among the people Lorraine knows. ten.

There are at least four people like him in his pirate group.

Chamuyam, the obsidian-blade warrior of the "Carriage Driver", Nasian the Musketeer Hunter, and the "Invisible Man" that Lorraine has never seen before, but has already completed a round of battle with Hina in the Bell Tower. , The shadow warrior Zanin.

This is the true strength of the Pirates of the Caribbean King?

Or is it that the pirate kings have their own strengths, and which one of the five kings has the strongest individual strength?

The answer seems irrelevant.

Because whether or not Lorraine really underestimated these green forest heroes, the first thing he needed to consider was the existential crisis in front of him.

Blackbeard was walking towards him.

This is life and death close at hand, he needs to use his bare hands against the **** black blade, there is no iron near him, and he cannot move away from the wall.

Death was ambushed outside the row of French windows, wherever he could look straight to the spire of the bell tower, death could see him.

It’s like walking into a dead end...

Lorraine took a deep breath, dropped his shoulders, and raised his heels to press against the wall.

Blackbeard got closer and closer, holding the handle in both hands, raising the sword high like slow motion.

Lorraine stared at his movements, repeating what to do next in his heart.

Dodging the chopping, stepping on the wall, flashing past the window at the fastest speed, turning and rushing back to the corridor, without stopping for a moment in the process.

As long as they rushed out of the control of the hunters, there were pirates who had died before, and their bodies had fallen sailor knives.

When it’s not time to sit still, just avoid the initial slash...

It's coming, it's coming.

The black beard's sturdy body became more and more tense, like a spring pressed to the extreme, escaping incomparable power.

boom!

Accompanied by the auditory hallucinations that only existed in Lorraine's ears, he suddenly activated like lightning!

It is impossible to imagine that such a bear-like figure can reach such a speed. Black beard rushed to Lorraine's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Lorraine also made efforts at the same time.

With big feet on the solid wall, Lorraine jumped out towards the left side of Blackbeard. Blackbeard's slash smashed into the empty space, but he turned his arms around as if he had been prepared, chasing Lorraine's figure and swung out again. The second cut.

Lorraine rolled shortly, supported the ground with one hand, and landed on his shoulders and backs one after another. His movements like flowing water did not affect the half-minute speed. He rolled up and turned back in the opposite direction.

Blackbeard swung the second knife.

After two stabs, it was no longer possible for him to stop Lorraine in the room, so he gave up chasing, took out the short gun from his arms, and pulled the trigger towards Lorraine.

Bang!

Before being hit by the lead bullet, Lorraine was lucky enough to turn around again. He never thought that Blackbeard would abandon the knife and use the gun, and the purpose of the broken line was just to guard against distant snipers.

In any case, he escaped the black beard's sneak attack, two steps, one fold, three steps one change, and he used an irregular "Zig" to drive out of the room, just to meet two running pirates on a narrow road.

The expressions on the faces of the pirates were shocked.

Lorraine didn't give them any time to react. He raised his hand to pinch the face of the first pirate and knocked over the second pirate like this, hitting the wall of the aisle with all his strength.

boom!

This tyrannical blow dented the wall, and the pirate was embedded in the wall by Lorraine. Even though his vitality had already been cut off, his hands and feet still twitched subconsciously.

Lorraine let go and grabbed his scimitar, stepped around and returned to the original defensive position.

Blackbeard walked out of the room with a gloomy expression, glanced at the man embedded in the wall, and looked at the one who got up embarrassedly.

"It must be admitted that you surprised me again tonight."

"I said before that there are surprises hidden in the rain forest, Your Royal Highness, the Pirate King." Lorraine comfortably took a knife, "Now let's start the second round."

"like you……"

"Captain!" The surviving pirate stopped Blackbeard's words with lingering fear, "Although it is important to avenge the hapless Heath... But the sailors are coming soon."

"Sailor? Nacion didn't stop them?"

"Deputy Captain Nacion has not shot for more than 5 minutes, and Deputy Captain Chamuyam has not been able to kill all the obstruction of the courtyard..."

"There is such a thing..." Blackbeard frowned, and found Lorraine if he noticed, "It seems that the trouble you have caused me is far more than the present."

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Lorraine sneered and retorted, "You should ask your intelligence merchants carefully when you go back. Information like this will kill you and your crew sooner or later."

Blackbeard heard Lorraine's overtones at once.

Lorraine said that after returning, that is to say, Lorraine did not intend to desperately prevent Blackbeard from leaving, and would allow him to come and go freely.

And this means that the last reason he stayed has disappeared. This villa is not suitable for long stay.

He looked unwillingly at the closed study behind Lorraine, put away the black blade, turned and went downstairs.

"Hey, it fell short..."

...

The courtyard was densely covered with battle marks.

On the well-maintained lawn, slash marks can be seen everywhere, just like newly plowed ground, turning out the damp soil.

It's just that no matter how bad a farmer is, he won't plow his land in such a mess.

Concave, convex, horizontal trench, vertical ditch, the longest and deepest one is on the left side of the main battlefield, extending more than ten meters away, with Chamuyam's wheel axe slanted at the end.

This is one of the turning points of the battle.

Not long ago, Chamuyam's throwing axe was cracked by Leif. Leif tempted his opponent to throw the axe, and then hit the face of the spinning axe heavily with the hilt.

The rotation of the axe is broken, and the possibility of flying is naturally lost.

However, Chamuyam, who lost his axe, did not become weak as a result.

The Obsidian Blade Warrior is a warrior with an axe and a spear. After losing the axe, he replaced it with a spear, and his fighting style changed drastically.

Fast, flexible, and balanced offensive and defensive, Chamuyam is like a change of individual, making Leif uncomfortable head and tail. If he is not paying attention, there are several deep holes in his arms and thighs.

The blood soaked the clothes, the pain shocked the reason.

Leif's pupils began to redden, his breathing gradually became rapid, and the blood of the Berserker awakened, and under the opponent's provocation, the violent opened.

He no longer dodges Chamuyam's attacks, actively let go of his defenses with crazy and reckless offensives, and even uses key points to lure his opponents, in exchange for a half-time attack in the game of life and death.

Chamuyam didn't realize all of this.

It was only the first time he and Leif met. Although he could feel that his opponent had become reckless and easy to be hit, they could only be attributed to a decline in physical fitness and a loss of patience.

Just like those brave beasts in the jungle...

The Aztecs are good at dealing with beasts. Every adult man is a hunter, and every tribal warrior is the world's top hunter. Chamuyam is very convinced of this.

The more he fought, the more confident he became.

Two steps, three steps back, he wandered around Leif, saw the opportunity and used the tip of his spear to cut the wound on Leif, not asking for the depth of the wound, just to provoke Leif's anger.

Leif was completely angry.

He leaped high with a violent roar, and flew under Chamuyam with obvious movements.

Chamuyam easily dodged, and walked behind Leif with a crossed pace. With this mistake, he finally locked the key to his opponent's vest.

final hit!

Without hesitation, Chamuyam pierced his spear, like lightning, and was about to pierce Leif's heart.

At this moment Leif held out his hand.

The man moved forward, his hand backward, and the big hand discarding the bayonet reached the vest. At the moment of his death, he grasped the shiny tip of the spear exactly like eyes, and held it tightly.

The thread engraved on the spear grinds away the tender flesh of Leif's palm, but he doesn't move, but he uses this weird movement to block Chamuyam's mortal blow.

There was a crazy smile on his face.

The pain throughout the body was numb and disappearing, power emerged from the depths of the soul, and Leif was deeply fascinated by the power of the Berserker.

"Why... refused..."

"Why... forget it..."

"Why... cowardly..."

He whispered and turned around, his blood-red eyes covered with mist, and he stared at Chamuyam's face blankly.

"Are you... seduced by Loki... Bonnet..."

"Who?"

Chamuyam felt the danger. He wanted to withdraw his spear, but found that in the opponent's injured hand, he could not withdraw his weapon at all.

Leif continued to talk like a dream.

"You were tempted... to do something shameless... imprisoned in the roots of the world tree... the venom of Yemengade corroded your face... your face changed... even the skin tone changed..."

"What are you talking about!"

"Valkyrie detests shamelessness and despicability... Bonnet, you can't find the Hall of Valor... Even if you die, you will become a soul without a destination..."

"Who is Bonnet again!"

"Mrs. Ericsson loves you the most... Damn it, go with her..."

Leif slowly raised the sword, and under Chamuyam's fierce resistance, slowly but firmly dragged the spear and the people towards the death chamber.

Chamuyam dragged desperately, yelled desperately, full of unwillingness.

The weapon is the glory of the obsidian blade warrior, the wheel axe is the blessing of the sun god, and the spear is the incarnation of the feather snake god.

He can get out of danger as long as he throws away the weapon, but if he throws away the weapon because of mere danger...

"Chamuyam, retreat!"

A black beard's voice suddenly came from the door of the villa, and Chamuyam subconsciously obeyed the order.

What is strange is that ~lightnovelpub.net~ When he gave up resisting, Leif also abandoned the spear.

The spear fell weakly to the ground, rolled a few times, and returned to Chamuyam's feet.

A pirate trot to pick up the wheel axe and the battle spear on the ground for him. Leif turned a blind eye to this, just standing blankly, like an inanimate walking corpse.

"Today...you won." Chamuyam gritted his teeth and said.

Leif did not respond.

Chamuyam retrieved his axe and spear, and, besides, Blackbeard's urging rang again.

"The sailor is coming, Chamuyam, go!"

"...Yes, head!"

The pirates filed back, leaving only Leif in the messy courtyard, standing quietly, not speaking, not moving.

His eyes were blood red, and his tears... also blood red.

txt download address:

phone-reading: