It's simply the most ridiculous nightmare. Old Donnie sat in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, completely unable to believe what had just happened.

A few shriveled blood-sucking worms crawled out of the cracks in the deck clinging to his thighs that had been severed by the white-haired girl wielding the ice-wielding sword, sucking the dark red blood that was bubbling cold.

The old pirate who had made a name for himself at sea could no longer hold his waist knife, which had cut off so many heads that it had taken on a dreamy rosy red color, and the wisps of cold breath that had invaded his body from the icy sword had devoured his life force, and the blood that flowed from the severed leg was no longer blood, but a liquid as thin as clear water.

The liquid flowed into a pool of blood on the deck, freezing a large area of blood into a solid block of ice.

He had a realization in his heart that Donnie Warbert was going to die.

I don't know if the world after death is like what the insatiable bunch of the Poseidon Church said, a place where you can exchange gold coins for good treatment, if it is true, then he will definitely donate ten, no, eight large gold coins.

The old man began to fall into a dying state, his eyes were blurred, hazy white shadows flickered rapidly, and indescribable noises came from nowhere, lingering in his ears.

Then he heard an incredibly sharp scream, and then he completely lost all consciousness.

......

For the rest of the Seaweed Carriage, the nightmare began when the pirates who were missing arms and legs climbed over the rope nets.

Captain Downey's plan to lure the enemy deeper and half-cross was thwarted from the start.

Those pirates on the other side are not human at all!

Who has ever seen a guy with a broken hand and a foot, with an extremely rough wooden prosthetic, being able to step on a rope net knot like a flying fish and jump over the death distance between two boats?

Who has ever seen a person who can leap on the deck with just one palm, and easily leave long scars on his opponent with the short knife in his mouth?

A blind man with a small snake in his eye sockets, an armless giant man who is so fat that he doesn't look like a human at all, a conjoined man with two heads...... Every crew member on this ship has some or less abnormality in their bodies, but their combat effectiveness is more than twice that of the normal people on the Seaweed Carriage.

In just five minutes, except for the more than ten people who were still relying on the terrain to resist in the bottom warehouse, the remaining fifty people had stopped breathing forever, leaving no half of them alive.

"Let Black Snake and Chapoga go down, be careful, don't break our wine. Break a barrel and I'll hang them both in the bow of the boat like a day!"

As if nothing had happened to decide the end of more than a dozen lives, Sylmelia spun around the deck covered in blood and severed arms, wisps of blood-red mist rising from the corpses, greedily devoured by the sword in her hand.

The girl who picked up this magical sword from the periphery of the 'Blood Mist Island', one of the twenty-one celestial regions, began to think hard, "Oh, there are so many targets to choose from!

This magical sword not only gave Sylmeria a strong body and superb swordsmanship, but also advanced her essence by devouring the blood and blood of the dead, evolving into the mythical demigod heroes. All she had to do was kill, kill more, and that's it.

As for the manipulation of the power of qi and blood to give all kinds of wonderful 'abilities' to the homeless on the streets, beggars, and people who are unable to go to sea because of their physical disabilities, that is only an additional function that is not very important in Sylmelia's eyes.

Through the transformation of the long sword in her hand, the qi and blood of dozens of sturdy men fused into a thin warm current circulating in her body, and finally merged into the large flame like the sun in her heart.

The girl sighed with satisfaction, her face became more and more delicate, she stretched her waist, and asked with some doubts: "Why haven't the two of them come up yet, you, go down and have a look." ”

Casually pointing to a crew member, Schillelia yawned, full of satiety made her feel drowsy, "Remember to bring half of the wine back to the ship, and the other half, you can divide it directly!"

The expected cheers didn't appear, and the crew in front of her all had their mouths wide open, looking up behind her with an expression of disbelief.

"Whoa?" a clear and beautiful woman's voice sounded above her head, and it seemed a little too loud!

Little by little, Shirmel turned away, who could tell her, what the hell this thing was?!

The big monster that gently pressed the side of the seaweed carriage with one finger and blinked with big eyes and looked at them with curiosity!

......

The mermaid, who had been born for less than ten minutes, curiously flicked the gadgets in front of her with her fingers, and this nascent ignorant consciousness felt so strange to everything, so she decided to take these two playful gadgets back to her mother to see.

A dog-like whine came out of her throat, and her fair-skinned hands grabbed the two boats out of the sea one by one, and she barked excitedly and swam in the direction she had come.

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Even though most of her body was still hidden beneath the surface, the mermaid could still be observed to be more than 600 meters tall, and the two wooden boats she held in her hands looked like larger model toys in comparison.

Manipulating the flow of water was as natural as breathing for her, and with just a few waist movements, the mermaid returned to Su Xing and Chang'e.

She presented the wooden boat in her hand to the two of them, and a huge smile of innocence, purity and beauty appeared on her face.

Su Xing looked at the white-haired girl who was clinging to the mast with interest, and from her, Su Xing felt some trace of power called Blood Sacrifice.

"What do you think?" he asked.

Shrugging her shoulders in boredom, Chang'e replied, "It's just a poor worm whose mind has been confused by a pseudo-artifact, it's not a big deal." But it's surprising that these guys who have been down for an unknown amount of time can still have this level of backhand. And more importantly, in my previous inspections, I didn't find that this fragment continent was still capable of supporting this level of magical operation. ”

The souls of those killed by that sword were all transmitted to the distant Bloody Kirishima through some means, or a blood sacrifice. And what the girl got was nothing more than a little residue left after the blood sacrifice.

It's just that maybe in order to transform her body to make it easier to accept the incarnation of a godhead, the quality of this residue is not too bad.

After staring at her for a while, Su Xing was surprised to find that this girl was actually destined to become a pure villain. No matter what kind of education and treatment she receives, fate will push her down the path of evil.

It's too easy to think of something that isn't very harmonious!

"This has little to do with 'fate'," Chang'e explained, "it belongs more to the 'historical script' of the Blue Dragon Continent itself, and in a sense, she will be the unveiling person who will open the next era of the Blue Dragon Continent, hmm...... It should fall into the category of 'historical inevitability', which has been caused by a combination of factors accumulated over the past hundreds of thousands of years. ”

She spread her hands, "That's why my anti-fate mechanic didn't exclude her, because it's within the scope of normal operations." ”