Chapter XXXVIII

A lie is always true and partly false, which is the most perfect.

For example, Zhao Qian, and Cui Hu.

"Your stab deals 100 damage to the Empress sailor, and you deal 200 damage to the unit due to the weakness of the abdomen."

"This unit currently has -35 health."

"The sailor of the Empress is dead."

“……”

"Milestone: Duel Master. You have defeated a total of 5 opponents, and you need to defeat 1 opponent to earn this title. ”

Zhao Qian held the sword indifferently, and there were two wounds on his body. A small cut and a somewhat unexpected gunshot wound.

On the ground, there were two more corpses, and only Cui Hu was left not far away.

The shot that injured him was fired by Cui Hu, and the process of aiming was almost all in one go, from drawing the gun to firing it, omitting the process of aiming at the necessity of ordinary people. If it weren't for the beast instinct that made him subconsciously deflect his body, he would definitely die.

Everyone thinks that the second mate of the Empress, Cui Hu, can fight because he makes a good boarding axe, but he doesn't know that it is a fast gun that is a few points more powerful than the western cowboys.

"Good marksmanship."

The rain in the sky was falling, which had a big impact on me as a newcomer to dynamic vision.

Cui Hu on the other side grinned, he knew very well that he had no chance to fire a second shot. But it didn't matter, because on the other side, his opponent's wounds were bleeding diluted by the rain, adding a few wisps of blood to the slightly empty death arena.

Didn't talk much.

This strong man was very clever and stood where he was, and he could just keep it all now. After all, Zhao Qian's mysterious fast sword put a lot of pressure on him.

Rain, as well as time, will help an uninjured man to achieve the final victory.

The sword moved at the beginning of the next sentence.

Zhao Qian's steps were fast, and his eyes were covered with bright red bloodshots.

The sword stabbed out, and there was a crackling sound in the arm.

Special Skill lv4, real strength. But that wasn't all, for he had a smile on his lips, as if he didn't care about the axe that was about to see his head.

Fight fiercely, or fight for your life.

Qi is proficient in lv1, which is a skill that many travelers can master, but the attributes are different depending on the person. This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Qian has been reluctant to use qi.

Emotions, madness.

This is one of the most basic qualities of some street gangsters to get ahead, but when a person treats this emotion as the most basic thing in his heart, he is doomed to die. Because as long as you are crazy, no one will play with your life.

"You think you're amazing?"

Zhao Qian said, the sword changed to his left hand, and his right hand lifted the axe that was chopping down as if waiting for something.

Take off the white blade empty-handed.

The human skin gloves only delayed the injury of the right hand, and under the sharp axe blade, the intact bones of the right hand could be seen through the wound.

Blood splattered out, but the man holding the sword didn't even frown.

There is only a thin line between a madman and a genius.

The long sword in his left hand seems to be a little stagnant, but in this way, it is completely enough to kill.

Cui Hu died, accompanied by cheers from the audience. Many people have made heavy bets on this new pirate, and they are now satisfied with the reward.

"Well done! Brat! I'll ask you to play at Rose's shop until the next day. ”

"Third Officer! I toast you! ”

“……”

Drinks, gambling tickets, and gold coins were all kinds of miscellaneous items flying in the audience seats of the death arena, and even caused a lot of conflicts. The triumphant winner fights with the enraged provocateur, but luckily everyone enters the arena with their weapons collected.

Zhao Qian's sword slashed through his throat a little unsmoothly, and those who know how can see at a glance that this guy can't be saved.

One more corpse.

"Your throat cut on the second mate of the Empress, Cui Hu caused 150 actual damage."

"Cui Hu's current health is -30."

"Cui Hu is dead."

Throwing the axe on the ground casually, the rain hit the wound on Zhao Qian's hand, making him a little - itchy and painful.

Frowning, he picked up three white and light blue keys on the ground.

The sound of the ticket is in your ears.

"You've earned the Milestone: Duel Master, which you can change when you're out of combat."

Zhao Qian glanced at it, and his steps gradually staggered out of the death arena.

Now, it's the best chance to kill him.

By setting an example, the plan is half the battle.

Divide-Cut-Line -

"You say, 'Should I call you Captain Bartholomew?' Or, Marquis Roberts? ”

In the captain's room, Merlin was wearing the form-fitting cheongsam, looking mockingly at the middle-aged Western man sitting in the captain's room.

"What?"

The man, who had plundered four hundred ships in three years, asked, lighting that wooden pipe for himself, Bartholomew was already very old.

"A little clue, like that box on your ship. If my message is correct, it should have been in the hands of the East India Company. ”

Merlin sat in a chair, manicuring his already fine nails.

"A ship that is not the best, a very ordinary captain, can rob four hundred ships in seven oceans in three years, and I don't think anyone can do it without the help of a certain captain."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

The captain's pupils shrank, and he looked calm without the pretense of pretending to be a Welsh low-classman.

Although the captain had the body of First Officer Leon outside the room. He died, sword in hand, nailed to the wall by a dark blue ice spear. The hallway of the cabin was riddled with holes, all scars from Leon's sword. Vindictive.

"David Jones."

Merlin laughed, her charming smile more like an insightful devil to the captain.

"I deceived my brother into believing that I was going to find the so-called Fountain of Youth. So being clever caused me a lot of trouble along the way. ”

Fingers raised slightly.

She said, but there was no answer around her. The black baron-to-be turned into a transparent ice sculpture with a look of horror on his face.

"But the old antique forgot that there were many ways to live forever in this world, such as the captain of the flying Dutchman."

From the drawer of the captain's desk pulled out a small box, something in it was beating regularly.

At this time, the top hat should be entangled by that mermaid queen on the island of Serena (Mermaid Island).

A broken blade was taken out of the ticket by Merlin.

According to the speculation of some people at the station, only the sword in her hand could kill Davy Jones in the true sense.

Will Turner's broken sword.