An ordinary meeting may have resulted in the survival of the fortress and the lives of several Spanish aristocratic officers with awkward names, but for Lorraine, it was really an ordinary meeting.

Before visiting Major Marat, Lorraine had never imagined that she would have a chance to strike tonight, let alone be attacked by a Pirate King of the Caribbean on land.

And both are pirate kings, the difference in strength between Blackbeard and Cotton Jack is too big......

Counting the cadres of the regiment of Cotton Jack, the lame Romy is just an ordinary bastard who can't even deal with the frightened merchants, and Asaros is about a competent captain, with a certain military quality, and his personal combat power is not worth mentioning.

Chernarie is the ceiling of individual combat effectiveness in the Cotton Jack Regiment, stronger than Barto, and only a few points stronger than Barto.

And what about the Blackbeard Pirates?

Blackbeard's own strength Lorraine had already experienced it firsthand, and even for various reasons such as blades, terrain, and external threats, the combat instincts, talents, and skills he showed were firmly in the top ten among those Lorraine knew.

Someone like him, he had at least four pirate corps.

The "coachman" obsidian-bladed warrior Chamuyam, the "musketeer" hunter Nacien, and the "invisible man" that Lorraine has never seen so far, but has completed a round of combat with Henna in the clock tower, the shadow warrior Zaniin.

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

Or is it true that the Pirate Kings have their own strengths, and Blackbeard happens to be the most powerful of the five kings?

The answer seems irrelevant.

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

Blackbeard was walking towards him.

It's a matter of life and death, and he needs to fight the damn black blade with his bare hands, he doesn't have iron weapons nearby, and he can't move far from the wall.

Outside the row of floor-to-ceiling windows lurked the Grim Reaper, who could see him wherever he could look directly into the spire of the bell tower.

It's like walking into a dead end......

Lorraine took a deep breath, lowered her shoulders, and lifted her heels against the wall.

Blackbeard drew closer, holding the handle in both hands and raising his blade high as if it were slow.

Lorraine watched his movements, mentally repeating over and over what he was going to do next.

Dodge the slash, stomp on the wall, dodge past the window as fast as you can, turn around, and rush back into the hallway, without stopping for a moment.

As soon as you break out of the hunter's control, there are previously dead pirates outside the door, and their corpses have fallen sailor knives.

It's not time to sit still, just dodge the initial slash......

It's coming, it's coming.

Blackbeard's muscular body became tighter and tighter, like a spring pressed to the extreme, exuding incomparably powerful power.

Rumble!

With an auditory hallucination that only existed in Lorraine's ears, he activated like lightning!

It was unimaginable that such a bear-like figure could reach such speed, Blackbeard rushed to Lorraine's eyes in the blink of an eye, and the black blade raised in the air swung down heavily, lightning and flint, and sharp teeth came to the head!

Lorraine also exerts its strength.

Leaning against the solid wall, Lorraine leaped towards Blackbeard's left side, Blackbeard's slash slashed into the air, but he turned around as if he had been prepared, chasing Lorraine's figure and swinging a second sword.

Lorraine rolled low, holding the ground with one hand, his shoulders and backs on the ground, and his flowing movements did not affect half a minute of speed, he rolled to his feet, and immediately turned in the opposite direction.

Blackbeard slashed a second slash.

After two stabs, it was impossible for him to intercept Lorraine in the room, so he gave up the pursuit, took out a short gun from his arms, and pulled the trigger at Lorraine.

Boom!

Before being hit by buckshot, Lorraine was lucky enough to turn again. He didn't think that Blackbeard would abandon his knife and use his gun, and the purpose of the line was only to guard against snipers from afar.

In any case, he dodged Blackbeard's sneak attack, two steps and one turn, three steps and one change, and crashed out of the room with an irregular zigzag march, just in time to meet two pirates running in a narrow way.

The pirates had stunned expressions on their faces.

Lorraine didn't give them time to react, she raised her hand and pinched the face of the first pirate, and just like that, she knocked over the second pirate, slamming it against the wall of the aisle with all her strength.

Rumble!

This tyrannical blow smashed the wall, and the pirate was embedded in the wall by Lorraine, even though he had long since lost his life, his hands and feet still twitched subconsciously.

Lorraine let go of his cutlass and spun around, returning to his original defensive position.

Blackbeard walked out of the room with a gloomy face, glanced at the hand embedded in the wall, and then at the one who got up in embarrassment.

"I must admit that you surprised me again tonight."

"As I said before, there are surprises hidden in the rainforest, Your Highness the Pirate King." Lorraine comfortably pulled a knife, "Now let's start the second round." ”

"As you ......"

"Captain!" The surviving pirate was apprehensive enough to stop Blackbeard, "Although it is important to avenge the hapless Hiss...... However, the sailors were almost there. ”

"Sailors? Nasian didn't stop them? ”

"Deputy Commander Nasian hasn't shot for more than 5 minutes, and Deputy Commander Chamuyam hasn't been able to kill the obstruction of the courtyard......"

"There is such a thing...... Blackbeard frowned, and found Lorraine with a sense of awareness, "It seems that you have caused me more trouble than meets the eye. ”

"Obviously, isn't it?" Lorraine sneered and sneered, "You should ask your intelligence merchant when you go back, intelligence like this will kill you and your crew sooner or later." ”

Blackbeard immediately heard Lorraine's overtones.

Lorraine said that after he returned, that is, Lorraine did not intend to desperately prevent Blackbeard from leaving, and would let him come and go freely.

And this means that the last reason for him to stay is gone, and this villa should not stay for a long time.

He reluctantly glanced at the closed study behind Lorraine, put away the black blade, and turned to go downstairs.

"Hey, it's a ...... shortfall"

……

The courtyard is covered with battle scars.

The well-maintained lawn is littered with slash marks, like freshly ploughed ground, turning out damp soil.

It's just that no bad farmer will plow his land into such a mess.

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

This is one of the twists and turns of the battle.

Not long ago, Chamuyam's throwing axe was cracked by Lef. Leif lured his opponent into throwing an axe, then slammed the hilt of his sword into the swirling axe.

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

However, the loss of his axe did not make him weak.

The Obsidian-Bladed Samurai was a warrior of axes and spears, and when he lost his axe, he replaced it with a spear, which greatly changed his fighting style.

Fast, flexible, and well-balanced, Chamuyam was like a different person, making Leif uncomfortable, and if he didn't pay attention, there were several deep cuts on his arms and thighs.

Blood soaked his clothes, and pain struck his senses.

Lef's pupils began to redden, his breathing became short, and the berserker's blood awakened, and under the provocation of his opponent, the fury opened.

He no longer dodges Chamuyam's attacks, but takes the initiative to let go of his defenses with crazy and reckless offensives, and even lures his opponents with vital points, in the game of life and death in exchange for a chance to attack once and a half.

Chamuyam was unaware of all this.

He and Leif had only met for the first time, and while he could feel his opponent becoming reckless and vulnerable, he could only attribute it to a loss of fitness and patience.

Like the fierce beasts of the jungle......

The Aztecs were good at dealing with wild beasts, every adult man was a hunter, every tribal warrior was the best hunter in the world, and Zamuyam was convinced of this.

The more he played, the more confident he became.

Two steps forward, three steps back, he wandered around Lef, and when he saw the opportunity, he used the tip of his spear to cut open the wound on Lef's body, not asking how deep the wound was, just to provoke Lef's anger.

Leif was utterly furious.

With a roar, he leaped into the air and slashed down at Chamuyam with an obvious movement.

Chamuyam dodged with ease, crossed his steps and swam behind Lef, and finally locked on to his opponent's vest with this mistake.

Final Blow!

Without hesitation, Chamuyam stabbed his spear, like lightning, threatening to pierce Leif through the heart.

That's when Leif held out his hand.

The man went forward, his hand back, and the big hand that discarded the bayonet reached the vest, and at the last moment, he grasped the shiny spear tip like an eye, and clenched it tightly.

The threads engraved on the spear polished the tender flesh of Lef's palm, but he remained motionless and used this strange movement to block Chamuyam's fatal blow.

A maniacal smile spread across his face.

The pain in his body was numbing and disappearing, and power was pouring out from the depths of his soul, and the strength of the berserker made Leif deeply enchanted by it.

"Why...... Will you refuse......"

"Why...... Will you forget......"

"Why...... Would you be cowardly......"

He muttered and turned, his blood-red eyes misty, and stared blankly at Chamuyam's face.

"You...... Seduced by Loki...... Bonit ......"

"Who?"

Chamuyam sensed the danger. He tried to withdraw his spear, but found that he could not withdraw his weapon at all in the injured hand of the other party.

Leif continued to speak like a dream.

"You're tempted...... Shameful deeds...... Imprisoned at the root of the World Tree...... Jörmungard's venom has corroded your face...... Your face has changed...... Even the complexion has changed ......"

"What the hell are you talking about!"

"Valkyrie rejects shamelessness and vileness...... Bonett, you can't find Valhalla...... Even if you die, you will become a soul with no home......"

"Who's Bonet again!"

"Madame Eriksson loves you the most...... Damn it, go stay with her......"

Leif slowly raised his sword, and slowly but surely dragged the spear and the man towards the torture chamber of the god of death under the fierce resistance of Chamuyam.

Chamuyam dragged desperately, roared desperately, and was full of unwillingness.

Weapons are the sustenance of glory for obsidian-bladed warriors, wheel axes are blessings from the sun god, and spears are the embodiment of Quetzalcoatl.

He can get out of danger by throwing away his weapon, but if he is in danger......

"Chamuyam, retreat!"

Blackbeard's voice suddenly came from the door of the villa, and Chamuyam subconsciously obeyed the order, and it was not until he released his spear that he realized what he had done.

Strangely, at the same time that he gave up resisting, Leif also discarded the spear.

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

There were pirates trotting to pick up axes and spears on the ground for him, but Leif ignored them, just stood dumbfounded, like a soulless walking corpse.

"Today...... You win. Chamuyam said through gritted teeth.

Leif didn't respond in any way.

Chamuyam retrieved his axe and spear, and before he could say more, Blackbeard's urging rang out again.

"The sailors are coming, Chamuyam, go!"

“…… Yes, Captain! ”

The pirates retreated, and only Leif was left in the messy courtyard, standing silently, silently, without moving.

His eyes were blood-red and tearful...... Also blood red.