"The smell of blood?" Yang Su, who was sleeping, smelled the smell of blood, and when he woke up from the coffin, he didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he hadn't smelled such a strong smell of blood for a long time. Although he wondered why there was a smell of blood on the ship, he liked the smell.

The sleeping coffin once again turned into blood and merged into his body, and Yang Su walked out of the cabin slowly. Seeing that one after another unknown pirates in front of him attacked his ghost ship and were knocked down, Yang Su said with a smile: "Neyali, how long have I been asleep?" ”

"Half a month, why did you wake up so quickly?" Neyali, who was chatting, did not stop waving the long whip with enhanced killing power, harvesting the lives of the pirates in front of her.

"Asked about the smell of blood, so much blood is enough for me to recover." As he spoke, the blood that had dyed the sea red was slowly flowing towards Yang Su's feet.

Since yesterday, Neyali has been confronted by the pirates who have been attacking, and although those pirates have survived, for some reason, their location has been revealed. Everyone who vainly tried to obtain the throne of the Seven Martial Seas of His Majesty came like a shark with a fishy smell.

The successive battles did not exhaust Neyali and Koke, on the contrary, Koke's sword skills progressed very quickly as they continued to kill. There are no ghost hands, no curses of Kazan, yes, his path to the Juggernaut is unparalleled. Killing made his faith firm, and he was already familiar with the mystery of cutting iron.

Smashing steel wasn't the end he wanted to achieve, and Xilan's notes inspired him a lot, and even though he didn't have the so-called ghost powers in his notes, Cork still developed his own powers. The sharp edge condenses his will, and with this will, he cuts through everything that stands in his way.

"It seems that a good seedling has been found." The rich blood made Yang Su's strength recover by half, and if he was facing Eagle Eye Yang Su at this time, he would not be as aggrieved as last time. And looking at Cork in front of him, he felt the potential of the other party. Although the will to cut through all things is still very immature, Yang Su believes that one day he can surpass Mihawk.

"Huh? What happened to this group of pirates? Still to send to death? At this time, Yang Su, who was standing on the deck, felt the pirate ships coming in the distance, and they did not lose confidence because of the people who came to besiege Yang Su before.

They believed that as long as they kept attacking, there would always be a moment when Yang Su and the others would use up all their physical strength. But they were wrong, and therefore they had to pay for their stupidity, their lives.

Looking at the white-haired crew member in front of him, Yang Su smiled and said, "Cork, you haven't seen me make a move since you got on the ship, sit down and rest and watch the death sentence I give to this group of pirates." ”

Saying that, Yang Su raised his head, and the sky was dyed blood-colored by Yang Su's will.

"It's a long-lost power." Feeling that after recovering most of his strength, Yang Su couldn't help but sigh, under the effect of this power, the laws of this world seemed to be temporarily invalid. The sea of purgatory blood was boiling under Yang Su's control.

All ships that were a kilometer away from the ghost ship were attacked.

Whatever their purpose, as soon as they got close to the ghost ship, death awaited them, and one ship after another was destroyed, and one pirate after another fell into the water.

There were several pirates who were far away from Yang Su's ship and were constantly trying to swim out of Yang Su's attack range.

But they will soon find themselves with no chance of escaping. From the moment they fell into purgatory, they lost the opportunity to escape.

The boiling blood burned their bodies, and even after enduring the pain, the pirates who fell into the sea of blood soon discovered that they had no room to resist at all. As if their bodies were melting, one pirate after another found themselves dissipating and merging into the sea of blood in which they were at this moment.

Sitting on the deck, the abundant blood energy turned into a throne and nostalgically imitated a golden cup, Yang Su drank the blood in the cup and watched the scene in front of him.

"O lowly ignorant, pay the price for your ignorance. I am life! That is, power! That's the origin! Give your lives in this boundless sea of blood! I am your true monarch! ”

Yang Su had already understood the origin of blood, but his blood magic power had not been reached for a long time for him to put it into practice. In Yang Su's words, all the pirates who fell into the sea of blood were helpless and desperate, they were not willing to die like this, but they were powerless in the face of Yang Su in front of them. At this time, in the face of the terrifying situation in front of them, they remembered the fear that had long been abandoned.

Once upon a time they also harbored a reverence for all things, but as their pirate careers continued they became greedy and went crazy, plundering endlessly, killing ...... It distorts their humanity. They have long since thrown away their fears.

Fear does not need to stay in the voyage of the sea. For they will not let go of what is in front of them because of fear.

These pirates may have met Yang Su after thinking that they were no longer afraid of anything, and this sea of blood caused them to recall this fear that they had forgotten before they died.

Wiping the long knife in his hand, Cork quietly watched the scene in front of him. He had already heard about Yang Su's strange abilities from Neyali, and although he was surprised by the sea of blood in front of him, he was not afraid.

He knew that Yang Su would not kill his companions at will, even if he joined while he was sleeping.

After a day of killing, Cork felt tired, and he lay down on a beach chair after seeing all the pirates in front of him be deprived of their lives by Yang Su. The eyelids closed uncontrollably, and he fell asleep.

After perceiving that there were no other living creatures in this sea area, Yang Su restored this sea area to its original state. Although he was unable to salvage the supplies of the pirate ships that were destroyed and sunk into the sea by himself, Yang Su still found some money and food floating in the ruins on the sea.

"Let's go, Neyali, let's go to the New World. I felt my strength fill up. The blood of these pirates is really delicious, and their power is very rich. The power gained from these thousands of pirates was even more than the previous Blood Clan's Holy Grail. I felt my strength returning. ”

"Aren't you going to the four seas?" Listening to Yang Su's words, Nayali asked suspiciously.

"No, I was wrong. Why hide and hide, go out openly, these pirates who are trying to get the position of His Majesty the Seven Martial Seas by attacking and killing us are my best supplement. I need more killing, and the calm of the four seas simply can't satisfy me. ”