Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

"Because of your act of killing the Cyborg Giant alone, every crew member who witnesses this process has a certain chance of developing a state of fear during this time."

"You kill the black plot creature alone, the Cyborg Giant. You are rewarded with an additional 500 Travel Points. ”

He took a few more steps forward with the axe, his right arm shaking slightly from the pain. But none of the Satisfaction pirates dared to step forward.

Zhao Qian was now no less than those characters in some legends in their eyes, and even more terrifying, because the headless corpse on the deck made every pirate who had ever faced this thing lose the courage to dare to raise a knife and fight.

Silently glancing at the weapon in his hand, he pulled out the long sword from the knee of the corpse on the ground.

He walked indifferently towards the captain's quarters of the Satisfaction, as if he looked down on the swarm of ants on deck. Walking past a sailor who had stood still, the battle-hardened crew member collapsed to the ground as if his legs were weak. No one laughed at him,

Murderous.

Zhao Qian's performance put a lot of pressure on each of his enemies.

There were even many people present who had such a thought in their hearts, and it was fortunate that he was not here to look for me.

"Death Tomahawk

Attack: 89~116

Equipment Type: Weapon, two-handed

Equipment Rarity: Dark Blue

Equipment Effect: Equipment that has a physical collision with this equipment has a chance to be damaged

Axe-specific effects: Heavy Attack: Increases damage dealt by this type of equipment by an additional 10% and reduces damage damage by an additional 5% for Missing Functions.

Equipment requirements: Strength is not less than 12 points, and physical strength is not less than 13 points (undead and mechanical units can ignore physical requirements)

Combat effectiveness score of this equipment: 10

Comment: I'm not going to tell you it was originally two things. ”

Pulling open the cabin door, Zhao Qian put the axe down, pulled out his long sword and walked in.

"Who is it?"

In the hallway outside the captain's room, a pirate asked when he heard the hatch of the ship's cabin close. No one answered him, only the sudden smell of blood in the corridor and the flickering candles on the walls of the corridor.

A hint of wonder flashed across the pirate's face, was it the rotting corpse that had returned?

"Tread, step, step."

Footsteps, the pirate guarding the captain's door heard a crisp sound of footsteps and a dark shadow on the other side of the empty hallway.

"Who? Who's there? ”

No, absolutely not, the carrion corpse would respond to itself.

Uneasiness hung over the young man, who was loyal to the captain.

But the candle flame also dimmed and went out.

The corridor went dark for a moment, and almost instantly, he drew the musket from his waist, but there was an unusually cold chill in his chest.

The smell of blood, a strong smell of blood, was aggravated in an instant in this corridor where ordinary crew members would not come.

"Poof!"

Zhao Qian indifferently pulled out the long sword that had been stabbed into the pirate's chest, and this sword was right to the heart. This scene was created by using the parallax of light and dark.

Picking up the white key on the ground, he stretched out his left hand and pushed open the door to the captain's cabin in front of him.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he stood outside the door, but the third mate of the Black Baron did not enter.

Because, two people.

Two people he didn't know, but that didn't stop him from instinctively feeling for them.

It's strong, just like a wolf knows what kind of creature it's in front of, and sometimes it doesn't need any fight to judge. It only takes one look, or even one movement, to be able to see a lot of things.

The recognition technique was released very directly.

And these two people seemed to turn a blind eye to this uninvited guest. Perhaps in the eyes of the two of them, Zhao Qian was just a decent subordinate at best.

"How so? Morgan. ”

Edward Teague sat in a rocking chair made of Oriental countries in the captain's cabin and lit a cigarette that only dockers smoked.

Opposite him sat the captain of the ship who decided the life and death of the port of Marseille, and the man whom the seafarers of the seven seas feared, Henry Morgan.

Morgan fiddled with the good-looking flintlock pistol in his hand, as if he hadn't heard. It took him a long time before he raised his head, like a lion guarding his territory. He's not afraid of anyone, he just doesn't want to fight for nothing.

"This is my ship."

"I know."

Said the cool brother of the pirates. He was famous, not because of anything else, but because he had once slaughtered everyone on a quasi-legendary warship by himself.

That's why the king of the sea is jealous.

"That's why I'm going to kill them all."

Teague said, as if talking about a trivial matter.

Hearing this, Morgan's eyes flashed with a fierce light. Only the two of them knew in their hearts who the "they" in Teague's mouth meant.

Those pirates who came ashore to try to storm the city.

Now, all that remains is a corpse that has fallen outside the harbor and has been collected by the city guards.

"David Jones gathered the pirate kings, sealed Lypso (the goddess of the sea), and let humans control the seas."

Edward spat out a smoke ring and took a bland tarot deck from Morgan's desk and played with it. No more on that.

Henry Morgan didn't speak, just looked at him, waiting for the next words of the rare pirate powerhouse.

"It's a pity that this should have been Lypso's."

Drawing a card from the tarot, Edward gestured. He looked at Morgan with the arquebus in his hand, and there was a flash of disdain and jealousy in his eyes that anyone could clearly see. Each side has a hole card that the other does not want to face.

"Reverse Judgment."

A card with an angel was placed on the table, and the captain did not speak. Edward pressed the deck against the card.

Rise. He got up from his rocking chair.

The room and the two men standing in the door were like enemies.

But there was no other movement, and Edward just walked out the door without looking back, leaving Morgan with a back.

As he passed by Zhao Qian, he stopped and took a look.

"Fu Sosi Zhao?"

He asked with a cigarette in his mouth, making Zhao Qian nod subconsciously.

"You're lucky."

Edward said, a faint compel wafting from him.

"I don't want to kill people today. So, before I want to kill you, you run away. ”

The murderous aura instantly made Zhao Qian outside the door fall into the ice cave.

He had felt the murderous aura of Li Yuncong and Ye Tianlong, but there was no such horror, this man was like a dead man who came out of the dead country.

He killed a lot of people.

This was Zhao Qian's instinctive reaction, and the long sword that had not yet wiped off the blood was clenched.

The guy walked into the darkness of the hallway, as if he had never been before.

He looked at Henry Morgan, who had come back to his senses like him.

The captain, who had just not performed well, was now back to his rightful heroism and strength.

"Sit."

The owner of the Satisfaction pulled open a chair in front of him and said.

This old fellow who has been crisscrossing the seven seas for many years glanced at the young man in front of him and took a sip of the wine in the ceramic cup on the table. It's a treasure that you don't find in many countries' wine cellars.

"I can give the Holy Grail to Bartholomew."

"What?"

Zhao Qian didn't move, he asked, and he had an answer in his heart.

But without replying, Henry Morgan continued, like a simple statement. A condition that only these two people understand.

"As long as he agrees to convene a pirate convention and participate in the revision of the code."

As if thinking of something, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the powerful captain.

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