The battle in this unknown corner was instantly much bloodier than the technological war at the main entrance. The pirates drew their scimitars from their waists, and several burly men with the best skills stepped forward.
The bravest pirate group from Bilgewater, there are also strong players among them who can compete with Wudu!
Most of these people come from all over the world and master unique skills. Some of them have precious ice inlaid on their knife handles, exuding a cold atmosphere.
Some have bulging blood vessels on their faces, looking as ferocious as wild beasts.
"superior!"
Sarah flew over, her whole body emitting red light, and her long blood-red hair swayed contrary to common sense.
There is a wooden pendant on her chest, with a vague image of Naga Kapoulos engraved on it, and light green divine light overflows from the majestic statue.
This statue of the god is a "token" personally handed to her by Illaoi, the chief priest of the Naga Kapolos Cult, which proves that Sister Good Luck has the qualifications to become a servant of the god.
The green light finally enveloped the two guns in her hands, and the secret patterns on the steel guns lit up slightly.
Her eyes were bright, her figure moved as fast as a ghost, and the red light almost stretched into a glow.
Seeing this, the man grinned ferociously and swung the sword in his hand. The warm blood on the sword was thrown out in a long line, directly covering the eyes of a burly pirate.
The pirate just subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the attack. The next moment, the sword in the man's hand was like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and it suddenly penetrated the back of his hand and stabbed directly through his head.
The sharp sword was stirred, and red and white filth splashed all over the floor.
"Bang bang!"
Two shimmering projectiles flew towards him, and the ten thousand enemy from Noxus narrowed his eyes and quickly sheathed his sword.
The bullet hit the copper-brown sword made of an unknown material and made two crisp sounds.
"Go to hell!"
A pirate's scimitar was slashed down suddenly, but he was still held up by the sword. Ten thousand enemies kicked him away, and the heavy stamp on him made him vomit blood.
Seeing this, Sister Good Luck gritted her silver teeth. As she moved, she fired bullets that could burn the souls of the Noxians through the gaps in her men's formation.
"What damn reflexes!"
Unfortunately, all her cunning sneak attacks were blocked by the men. Instead, several tough men were hit one after another. Three of them were already lying on the ground.
These are the key members under her command!
"The mantis's arm is like a chariot, and it does not know what it can do."
The pace of the ten thousand enemies on the battlefield was not hindered at all, as if they were strolling in the courtyard. The boots under their feet stepped into a pool of blood, leaving clear bloody footprints when they took another step forward.
He looked like he was surrounded by thousands of troops from Noxus, and his unmoved expression made these brave pirates tremble with fear.
If they were allowed to poison, lay explosives, and blast with cannons, they would not have any fear of a warrior who had almost reached the top. But in a sudden encounter like this, they would be like being chased by people in the sea.
The flowing seaweed has no impact at all.
"Boss, I can't hold it anymore."
A pirate spit out blood from his mouth while awkwardly resisting the sword that was like a heavy hammer.
"Take the people and evacuate!"
With Sister Luck's speed, I believe she can escape from the clutches of this enemy...
Sister Good Luck frowned angrily when she heard this: "What nonsense!"
The fire from the two guns in her hands became more and more fierce. Countless projectiles seemed to form an impenetrable net covering the battlefield. There were even faint green blurs around, and a heart-stopping aura quietly surged. Good.
Sister Yun's blue eyes also showed vertical pupils.
She is getting closer to Naga Kapoulos!
"break!"
In the center of the battlefield, tens of thousands of Noxian enemies suddenly shouted when they saw this. The sword in their hands surged with blood-colored light. The extremely thin sword slashed through it in an instant. The shadow that had begun to take shape was instantly shattered. Even the surging barrage was shattered.
He was cut open in an instant, and the pirate facing the sword was immediately cut in half, and even the sharp weapon in his hand was cut in half.
The powerful force crushed them in an instant, and the remaining pirates were so scared that they could not even hold their swords.
This kind of terrifying murderous intent can only be gathered by the God of Death on the battlefield, right?
Sister Luck's beautiful eyes widened, the ultimate target of this knife light was clearly her!
No time to dodge!
She was feeling cold all over, and she never imagined that she would end up in such a place...
Just when she was despairing, a long black knife poked out from behind her. Although it didn't look fast, it was actually much faster than the light of the knife that cut through the air!
The hot blade brushed against her ear, leaving behind a subtle and chilling cry.
"Pfft——"
The two forces collided in the air, as if a hole had been poked in the air. The two forces, which were extremely sharp and needle-pointed, were annihilated in the air at the same time.
The powerful shock wave blew Sister Luck's red hair and blew it on the face of Chai Anping behind her.
"Ah sneeze!"
Chai Anping got out of the way angrily and pinched his irritated nose. This reminded him of his experience in elementary school when his pigtails were stuck in his face when the girl in the front row shook his head.
Speaking of which, if he hadn't controlled the remaining ghost to explore the Myrdalda Manor, he might not have been able to discover the battle in this place.
If Sister Good Luck dies in such frustration, he will lose a fragrant law coin.
Fortunately, we hurriedly and slowly saved this pirate group.
"Gracie Shelley?!" Sister Luck turned her head and exclaimed.
"Take your men and step aside."
Chai Anping's eyes were fixed on the ten thousand enemy from Noxus. Now was not the time to tease this wild cat.
"I know you, you should be the leader of the Demacia mission."
The middle-aged man put away his posture and smiled slightly: "You did show up."
Chai Anping raised his eyebrows slightly, what he said was interesting.
The lucky sister next to him still looked like she didn't want to back away, so he poked her buttocks with Hei Yan's scabbard and said angrily: "You don't want to live too long?"
Only then did Sister Luck give her a charming look, and whistled at the men who were still alive.
Chai Anping looked away, smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "It seems like I've thrown myself into a trap?"
"Killing you is indeed one of my missions."
The man nodded slightly: "After all, a Demacian who has received the blessing of the gods is likely to become our trouble, so it is not easy to find such an opportunity. It seems that the rumors about your lust are not false."
Chai Anping:???
He subconsciously looked back at Sister Luck, who was hiding on the wall.
Your mother...
Does this make you relevant?
The ten thousand enemy from Noxus took out a dark mysterious stone ball from his arms. The stone ball was only the size of a palm, and it was covered with flowing mysterious veins.
"This is a prop that can shield the gods. It's called the Devil's Eye."
The man smiled and said: "Without it, I wouldn't dare to try to attack you under the eyes of the gods."
"oh?"
Chai Anping's eyes were filled with brilliance. To be honest, he was also very curious about the strength of ten thousand enemies on the battlefield!
"Just use whatever tricks you have."
"Of course!"
The man crushed the stone in his hand, and dark smoke quickly seeped out from between his fingers. A miserable, inhuman scream sounded in his palm, and countless ferocious faces emerged from the black smoke.
.
"Buzz..."
A huge black barrier centered around ten thousand enemies and spread rapidly to all sides.
The huge shadow almost encompassed the entire Myrdalda Manor.
Scarlet eyeballs appeared on the barrier where the smoke surged, and the pupils looked like goat eyes.
"This way no one will disturb you for now." The man chuckled.
Chai Anping twisted his fingers slightly, and he discovered that even the "wind" seemed to have really disappeared in this space.
There were so many people involved in this mysterious space, and even the frontal battlefield was involved. Both sides almost thought it was some kind of trick by the other side. Fortunately, after a tentative attack, they found that there was nothing strange about this barrier.
At that point, the fight started vigorously again.
In the study, Jagu Midarda looked at the dark sky with a sinister smile on his lips.
——A descendant of the god Janna?
There is no glory in dying!
"The people inside can't get out, and the people outside can't get in. Before it's destroyed, it's the best cage in the world."
Ten Thousand Enemies raised their sabers in their hands, with a ferocious smile on their lips: "If I kill you with such a treasure, you won't lose anything!"
Chai Anping watched his performance calmly, feeling that the so-called enemy of ten thousand people, but the captain of ten thousand men seemed to be nothing more than that?
Generally speaking, these killing gods on the battlefield are all physically powerful, and at the same time they understand at least one complete form and meaning. Some are comparable to the realm of demigods, and some even surpass it.
And compared to those mages, these butchers have more terrifying killing power in close combat.
It happened that both of them used knives. Chai Anping licked the corner of his mouth, and the fighting spirit rose in his heart.
Not far away, the pirate who was also imprisoned in the barrier looked at the scene of the two of them holding knives at each other. His scars were somewhat healed and he forgot about the pain. He cheered Chai Anping loudly.
Sister Luck's eyes were also full of brilliance, and the buttocks that were poked by the scabbard still seemed to be tactile.
She murmured: "Young man, don't look at the silver wax gun head as useless..."