The sound of killings shook the sky, and it was another night. Dongchen and his party were hiding and resting, silently looking at the sky.
Countless skeletal summons rushed towards the battleship without hesitation, one after another being blown to pieces in the gunfire, endless, as if there was no end.
"Safleg, who are you now?" Vincent Matt, who was sitting in the pirate king's city and commanding the Blue Flame Island, had bloodshot eyes. The two days of fighting had consumed all his energy, but the pervert on the other side was
Still calm and relaxed.
Hearing Vincent Matt's tired and deep voice, Safeleg, who was leaning against the throne, raised his fingers and gently touched his hands: "What am I? Haha, I am the Skeleton Emperor."
In order to take revenge and kill the enemy in front of him, Safeleg resolutely chose the skeleton form when faced with a decision. He gave up everything the living had and connected himself to the skeleton in exchange for the most powerful power.
Although since then, he has never been able to eat a delicious meal or drink a glass of sweet wine. However, Safeleg has no regrets.
As long as he can kill the murderer in front of him, this bastard who ruined his family and invaded his territory, Safeleg will not hesitate to do anything.
Living is for revenge and destruction.
"gun."
The 12.7cm large-caliber Barrett sniper rifle is placed on the shoulder socket, his legs are lunged forward and backward, Dongchen's mouth is slightly raised, his face is stern, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle as he looks at the sky through the high-power sniper scope, as if he is shooting through history.
The sharp arrows of the sky.
"Wenlin Matt, I will extract your sinful soul and imprison it in your dirty head." Safeleg had a sinister look on his face, and tightened his fingers with a strange smile: "In my endless life,
You will always be with me and stay with me forever."
"You're dreaming!" The theory of souls has long been confirmed. Wenlin Matt knew that the pervert in front of him was not telling lies. This can be understood by looking at the other people's demeanor.
Immortality? Vampires are immortal. But any rational person understands that immortality is not happiness, but a curse.
There have been so many suicides and so many sinkings in the vampire world. This was famous news at the end of the Civilization Crisis War.
Countless vampires rush to the battlefield, not for the continuation of humanity or the rebirth of the race, but for the pursuit of death and relief.
Endless life is destined to be lonely, and any emotion will be lost in the face of time.
Love, family affection, friendship, hatred, resentment, regret, no matter what, will be forgotten after thousands or tens of thousands of years.
And this madman in front of him actually wants to imprison himself and stay with him until eternity!
Just thinking about it, Vincent Matt felt an indescribable coldness, and his whole body was filled with chills.
No! This guy must be killed.
"Gunner, where are all the gunners dead? Blast him to death, recharge the main gun, and blast him!"
No matter what energy or resources, Wenlin Matt could no longer care about Safeleg's threat of immortality.
Cannon fire rumbled, the exploded bones were shattered, and fireworks reappeared in the sky.
Suddenly, a black shadow burst out of the fog and stood in front of Safeleg.
Purple hair is flying, the chains are dark, and the two spikes are shining with cold light.
The delicate hands shook continuously, the chains fluttered, and they flew one after another. In the blink of an eye, Safeleg was locked in mid-air.
The cannon stopped, the sound was heard, and the bustling island suddenly fell silent.
Two short thorns penetrated the chest, one on the left and one on the right.
The chain buzzed softly, and Saveleg lowered his head expressionlessly, staring at his chest intently as if he was stunned.
"Idiot, you are just a piece of trash and you still want to imprison me? You are as stupid as your damn father." Vincent Matt collapsed on the bow of the boat and breathed heavily. He was exhausted and extremely happy.
The calculations that took place day and night, and the sixty years of hard preparation, finally paid off today.
Sixty years, a whole sixty years of not daring to step out of Blue Flame Island, all because of this lunatic in front of me.
Now, this madman is finished. He, Wenlin Matt, the real pirate king can travel across the seas and plunder the world again.
Beauty, energy, gold bricks, gems, everything beautiful, valuable, beautiful, will belong to him, belong to him Vincent Matt.
With his scimitar sheathed and his cloak fluttering, Wenlin Matt stood up tremblingly, held his head high and declared loudly: "I, the Lord of Blue Flame Island, the King of Pirates...return..."
boom!
He lightly clasped his index finger, his body trembled, and his hard boots dragged two skid marks on the ground.
Raising his hand to rub his nose and exhaling, Dongchen casually threw the sniper rifle to Vegeta, turned around and left. A group of teammates followed silently, and no one glanced at the sky again.
Wen Linmat stood blankly on the bow of the boat. Before he could say the word "Gui", he was already frozen.
Bloody red mixed with ruby white slid across the bridge of the nose, covered the corners of the mouth, and dripped down the chin in large drops.
The crew members stared blankly at their king and his overturned body, each one scared to death.
What, what happened! Who killed the king?
Vincent Matt, who fought life and death with Savleg for two days and was always extremely vigilant, paid the price for his laxity at the last moment.
If it were normal, Dongchen's shot would never succeed. With Vincent Matt's strength, it is enough to dodge and even catch it without any problem.
But Wenlin Matt relaxed. He relaxed after the victory. The two days of fierce fighting exhausted his mind.
The excitement and arrogance after victory killed him.
"Level doesn't mean everything." Dongchen declared calmly and just as he blurted out, an extremely angry voice sounded in the sky: "Who is it? Who killed Vincent Matt? Who stole my prey? Who is it?
?get out!"
Resurrected from the dead? Or not dead at all?
Safeleg stood up in chains and howled furiously.
The sharp stimulation shoots, the scepter is lifted slightly, and the sound of pong is clear. Saveleg's five fingers move.
Dark purple light flashed around him, and the shadows dissipated. Dongchen, who stopped and looked back, saw a woman, a woman full of lifeless energy, a woman who had a fatal attraction to him.
"Who is she? Why do you..."
Gah...bang!
There was no need to think anymore, no need to explore anymore, Dong Chen's heart was broken as he stared straight at the woman who fell from the air and turned into stardust before reaching the ground.
My heart hurts so much and my body feels so cold.
Why did she die?
Love at first sight? No, Dongchen didn't believe that he could have such a thing. Even if he could, it wouldn't be so strong. Thinking back to himself, a hint of beauty emerged from the bottom of his heart.
Beautiful, so beautiful! The beauty is desolate, the beauty is desperate. The weak figure of the woman is full of deathly silence, hiding sadness. It is like a stranded fish or a lone goose with broken wings.
It turns out that we are the same kind of people. We look up at the sky, the constellations disappear, and we silently watch the last starlight slipping away. We turn around sadly, and Dongchen takes the lead towards the depths of the woods.