From the moment the night battle began, it was destined to be a one-sided slaughter, except that the party that was killed was the pirate who used to play the role of the slaughterer. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They didn't even know who the enemy was, and under the silent night sky, the wolves and the constant sprawling figures completely broke the pirates' psychological defenses.

Someone shouted, "Ghost!" - the other party is a ghost!" and someone screamed: "This is revenge - revenge of the dead ghosts!"

If it weren't for being impaled by a wooden spear at close range, Robb would probably have thought that they had been attacked by a group of vengeful ghostly goblins.

Otherwise, who else can drive this terrifying giant wolf all over the mountains?

The sand on the ground was unexpectedly cold, and it stands to reason that even at night, the hot corner should not be so cold, Robb subconsciously wanted to clasp his arms and curl up to warm up.

But this obviously didn't do much, but under his writhing, the spear in his chest gently tore open the wound a little, and the hot blood flowed out in a pool, flowing onto the golden sand, instantly dyeing the sand a dark red.

"It's a barbarian. Stretching his neck, Robb exhaled with difficulty, he didn't know if his lungs had been pierced, which made him feel a little more and more difficult to breathe, and then thought that maybe the lungs were still intact, otherwise he would be dead now.

Lying on the beach, tilting his neck to look at the battle that was still going on, the dark clouds gave way to half a round of moonlight, which actually brightened the battlefield.

At this moment, the young pirate even wanted to ask the moon god why he hadn't lit up this beach earlier, maybe the pirates would not have been so badly defeated.

"The one who went to fetch the fire sickle is really slow. After thinking for a moment, he finally didn't have the courage to question the gods, so he could only secretly complain about the other pirates.

Curled up, Robb felt even colder, and he could faintly see Captain Barria wielding his scimitar.

"The captain is really good. Seeing Barria alone in the face of wolves and savages, still wielding his sharp scimitar and his fat body standing on the sand, Robb was somewhat convinced that he might really be one of Charles Vane's men.

But he should be injured, Robb, who couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, guessed, after all, in front of that kind of terrifying wolf, no one can be unharmed.

The pain seemed to be pulling away from his body little by little, and the spear in his chest no longer made Robb feel extremely painful, and a warm current suddenly gushed out from his body that was about to be extremely cold, as if he was taking a hot bath.

The vision was clearer, and by the moonlight, the young man could see Barya's distorted, unwilling, resentful, and anguished face.

Suddenly, the giant wolf and the crowd surrounding the pirate captain retreated as if to let him go.

"What is this going to do?" Robb couldn't figure out the enemy's intentions, but after a moment he understood.

I saw a taller figure slowly walking into the encirclement, Robb had never seen such a tall person, and he even thought that he might have seen a giant.

The nearly three-meter tall man caught his eye as soon as he appeared, and even Barria, who was standing opposite, seemed shocked, Robb coughed up a mouthful of blood and laughed, he could imagine the captain's fleshy cheeks with a shocked expression, it must be very funny.

Then Robb seemed to see Barria raise his scimitar and say something to the little giant-like barbarian opposite, but the savage did not pay attention to it, but walked towards him step by step, unhurriedly.

The pirate captain seemed to have lost his composure, and with a loud roar, he pounced on his knife like a vulture that had been cornered, fluttering his two big wings, his claws polished for the last struggle!

As if to cut off the shining moonlight, the scimitar pierced the air and stabbed fiercely into the heart of the tall savage.

Robb knew that this kind of pirate knife commonly used by pirates was flexible, and it could not only be used for slashing, but also for stabbing, which was also extremely lethal.

Barria's sudden revelation of his rich experience in the sea all year round, ordinary people must be caught off guard by his sudden change of tricks, I can't say, I lost my life in a blink of an eye, seeing this, young Robb couldn't help but clap his hands secretly for his usual fierce captain.

Sure enough, none of the people who can make a name on this sea are mediocre.

However, the counterattack of the barbarian on the opposite side surprised Robb even more, only to see that he was not in a hurry, and turned slightly to the side, as if he easily dodged the cruel blow.

Immediately afterward, in the face of the fat captain who had deceived him, the barbarian snatched into his arms without mercy, and smashed a palm on Barria's chin from the bottom up.

The pirate's jaw slipped off as if it had been hit by a strong blow, and then the force caused the neck to turn instantaneously, twisting to one side, and the deflection of more than 180 degrees broke the captain's neck in an instant.

Like a rag doll that the aristocratic ladies were disgusted with, Barria hung powerlessly on the beach, and followed him for half his life with a "ding" sound, and plunged diagonally into the gravel, until half of the knife was faced.

"Is it dead—" Robb whispered to himself, Barria's death had not made him feel sad or grieved, and he had lost all his senses except cold and heat since just now.

At this moment, after witnessing the captain collapse limply on the beach, Robb's vision began to blur, and the mudflats in the dark night became bright and dark, and his body was hot and weak, as if it was about to burn.

In a trance, when he opened his eyes again, Robb found himself on the bank of the Green River.

Fragrant wildflowers are scattered like stars in the river bay, and the green grass is full of green eyes. Fierce battles, ferocious wolves, pirates, savages, etc., etc., all seemed to become a dream.

"Finally—home. Robb lay by the river, letting the scent of grass penetrate his nostrils, listening to the sound of the river washing, and fell asleep peacefully.

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Thor surveyed the beach, the pirates dead and wounded, and the battle went surprisingly well.

After Paladin agreed to cooperate, he told Thor that his people were ready to snatch the pirate ship from the Badlands and return to Wotan.

Thor was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly led people to the place where the old man said that the treasure was buried, and Morey was left behind by him if he was too slow.

When they arrived, it was getting late, and there were no dwarves to be seen on the left and right, but a group of people surrounded a cave.

Looking at the pirate ship in the shallow water, Thor immediately understood that the situation was not good, so he asked One-Eye and Kratos to lead the wolves and warriors to rescue the people.

I don't know why the enemy didn't light the torch from beginning to end, which is cheaper for himself, after all, when it comes to night fighting, what creature can compare to the dire wolf with strong night vision?

"Let's go, Paladin, and we're going to see your fellows. Thor smiled and tilted his head, and said to the old dwarf on Pompeii's back beside him:

"I think they're trapped in that cave. ”