The night is getting darker.

I don't know when dark clouds climbed into the sky, and the stars and the moon quietly hid, like a giant in the sky, holding a paintbrush and stained with thick black ink, covering the bright starry sky little by little.

The street itself is relatively remote, and the Dragon Slayer Gang cleared the neighborhood before blocking Lu Yang and Miss Doom.

It wasn't until long after they had left that two drunken sailors passed by.

The air was filled with the strong smell of blood.

"Na...... Nelson, you smell ...... Do you smell anything? ”

It was a small, rosacea man who was so drunk that he was confused, and he spoke with his tongue curled and walked crookedly.

Nelson was a fat, pot-bellied man, who was as drunk as his companions.

Joe ...... Joyce, you're drunk, what's the ...... What's the smell? ”

The rosacea, also known as Joyce, heard his words and immediately shouted, "You...... You're just drunk, how can I ...... Oops......"

Without saying a word, Joyce slipped under his feet and fell directly into a.

Nelson immediately laughed, "Haha...... Haha, and said...... You're not drunk, haha. ”

"Shit. Uncle Joyce won't get drunk. ”

Joyce muttered, grabbing something and throwing it at Nelson.

Slimy and a little soft.

Syllable.

Although his eyes were full of double vision, Joyce's throw just hit Nelson in the face.

"Oops." Joyce was smashed and fell to the ground: "Bastard...... Bastard. You're not ...... The guy who didn't plant it, he dared to hit me."

He grabbed a round thing in front of him and prepared to fight back.

The images in front of him overlapped, and the vision was blurry, but Joyce vaguely felt that something was wrong, he took the "round ball" in his hand to his eyes, curled his tongue and said, "This is ...... What the? It's familiar. ”

"Fool, even admit this...... I can't recognize it, I think you're drunk, isn't that the head...... There are several more ...... next to you. This. ”

As soon as Nelson finished laughing at Joyce's words, he was full of excitement and sobered up most of the time.

His pupils narrowed suddenly, his lips trembled, and he stammered, "Joe...... Joyce. ”

"Huh? Head? How is it ...... here? How can there be a human head? ”

Joyce, still unconscious, spun the skull in his hand and muttered.

Nelson yelled, "Joyce. ”

There was a clear fear in his voice.

Joyce blinked, looked at Nelson and the severed head in his hand, and then turned his head to look at the liver that had smashed into his face and the severed arm around him, and his eyes gradually cleared.

He stood up suddenly, and said in the same trembling voice, "Nelson, this ...... It's ......"

Rumble...... Click.

At this moment, a winding thunderbolt fell from the sky, illuminating the pale faces of the two.

"Huhu......" Nelson gasped, licked his dry lips, and said, "I don't know, don't care." Let's go, let's go. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and ran, but as soon as he lifted his foot, he stepped on a severed arm, and fell down again.

His forehead seemed to be cracked, and a wisp of blood ran down his eyebrows and into the corners of his eyes. Nelson wiped his face haphazardly, used his hands and feet together, and ran off into the distance.

Looking at Nelson's figure as he disappeared into the night, Joyce finally recovered from his stupor.

He hurried after him, shouting, "Wait for me, Nelson, wait for me." ”

Remoteness is always accompanied by prosperity.

At the end of this street is a bustling shopping street selling souvenirs and ...... from all over the world Contraband.

It is commonly known as the black market.

During the day, it is an ordinary street, and at night, it blooms in its true form.

Today, there is a special being in the market.

Nelson and Joyce rushed into the market, causing an uproar.

Unaware of this, the two crashed through the crowd in horror and continued on their way.

And all who noticed them fled from them, so they went unhindered.

Until...... A foot in a leather boot kicked Nelson, who was running in front, to the ground.

Joyce, who followed closely, couldn't slow down and tripped over Nelson, and the two rolled into a ball.

"Tell me, boys, what have you done?"

Hearing this voice, Nelson and Joyce's heartbeats, which were about to soothe, fluctuated again.

They looked up tremblingly.

A large figure in a red coat stood before them, a muscular man, holding an orange in his hand and a short carving knife in the other, peeling the skin unhurriedly.

In the darkness, although the face could not be seen clearly, everyone from the drooping child to the elderly knew what this dress meant.

"Planck."

A name that pops into Nelson and Joyce's minds at the same time.

More information emerges with the name: Scourge of the Seas, King of Bilgewater, Successor to the Pirate King, Cruel and tyrannical killer, tyrant who does not tolerate any offense......

Legend has it that Planck would punish those who offended him with a cruel penal code called a bone carving.

Bone carving, which is to keep a person awake, uses a knife to carve on flesh and bones.

Think of these.

A deeper despair began to creep in the hearts of Nelson and Joyce.

They trembled and fell to their knees, their faces pressed against the ground, and prayed in the humblest of voices: "Please forgive our offense, Captain Planck. ”

"No, no, no, boys, I'm asking, how did you get like this?"

Planck stopped peeling, pointed at them with a carving knife, and asked casually.

In the field, there was silence, and there were many onlookers, but no one dared to speak casually in front of him.

Nelson and Joyce looked up, looked at each other, and then the same shock appeared in their eyes.

I saw that the two of them were covered with blood on their bodies and faces, as if they had taken a bath with blood.

The truth is much the same.

Lu Yang almost chopped up all the people of the Dragon Slayer Gang, and the blood of dozens of people gathered together, and there happened to be a low-lying land, which merged into a small pool of blood.

They fell a few times, but it was like taking a bath with blood.

It's no wonder that along the way, everyone shy away from them.

The two of them seemed to grasp the last straw, scrambling to tell Planck about what they had just experienced, hoping to exchange this information for their lives.

After listening to their narration, Planck frowned, keenly aware of the strangeness.

However, the two were first drunk, then frightened, and in the dark night, the descriptions were unclear and upside down.

"I didn't expect it, I asked casually, and I really asked about the situation."

Planck muttered to himself.

After thinking for a while, he waved his hand: "Let's go, go and see, who dares to go wild in my city." ”

"Bring these two men along."

……

Planck and his men, along with Nelson, Joyce, and the bold ones who wanted to see the excitement, arrived at the place where Lu Yang and the Dragonslayer were fighting.

The first time everyone saw this place, they were shocked.

Even Bilgewater, where fighting and dying every day, is rare for the number of dead to exceed fifty at a time.

Not to mention in such a cruel, bloody way.

Planck picked up a clove of orange and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it expressionlessly.

A figure flashed out from behind him, spun around in a pool of blood, returned to him, and spoke softly.

"Captain, all the wounds are neat and tidy, it can be determined that they were made by sharp weapons, and the preliminary observation is that they are all cut in two......"

Planck was silent.

After a pause, his subordinates continued: "Except for the fracture, no wounds were found in the rest of the locations, plus the position and shape of some corpses, the preliminary judgment is that a certain person or several people, using a certain method, caused all this in an instant, and the dead man did not even have a chance to struggle. ”

He pointed, "There's a complete corpse there, a harpooner from the Dragonslayers." The rest of the deceased, there were about fifty people in total, bald heads, with the same tattoos, and they should all be members of the Dragon Slayer Gang. ”

Hearing this, Planck's eyes shrank imperceptibly.

After he nodded, the man stepped back.

After watching silently for a long time, Planck stepped inside, and after a circle in a pool of blood, turned away.

Click.

A white lightning bolt pierced the sky.

Then, the bean-sized raindrops crackled down.

Planck's whisper was swallowed up by the wind and rain.

"Sword?"

There was confusion and solemnity in the unheard voice.

……

The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon turned into a torrential downpour.

Blood stains and severed fingers and stumps were gradually scattered, or into the sea, or washed into some no-man's corner, and then taken away by the ubiquitous rats.

Fresh corpses are in high demand in Bilgewater.

If Nelson and Joyce hadn't passed by, if they hadn't met Planck, or if they had been a little later, the events of the day might have been wiped out with this heavy rain.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

Planck had already noticed Lu Yang and had gotten some information from the scenes he had fought.

The butterfly wings stirred up, and in the absence of anyone knowing, fate has quietly changed.

……

The next day, this brutal murder caused a sensation throughout Bilgewater.