After dozens of minutes of short sprints, Charlotte brushed aside the tall grass in front of her. The horizon stretches as far as the eye can see, and the entire ocean glows like a pearl in the afternoon sun, but the beautiful seaside beach scenery is destroyed by fire and black smoke.

The smell of salt water and burning water hit Charlotte's nostrils at the same time, and he turned his head to look at the place where the firelight was, and saw a seaside village blazing, and the miserable cry blended into the crash of the waves into Charlotte's ears, and the scorching black smoke rose from the burning houses everywhere and drifted into the originally white and cloudless sky.

People are killing and plundering this seaside village.

Charlotte squinted her eyes and was engrossed in the sight of many figures running back and forth through the village, some dressed like villager fishermen, constantly shouting for mercy and miserable voices, but they were intercepted by the tarnish-clad West Pole people behind them. Some were like young women and young girls, stripped naked and pressed against their bodies by several naked men, squirming back and forth. More often than not, the rotting corpses of children were piled up in the corners, and Charlotte, who was watching from a distance, could barely recognize the pieces of meat as children's corpses at first glance.

These worn-out West Pole people continue to plunder money and food in seaside villages, taking innocent lives, and even children are unwilling to spare.

Countless corpses were piled up into small hills, and the crimson blood flowed like a river along the village path, flowing into the blue and white waters, staining the sea near the village like a pool of red blood.

At this moment, the smell of blood and rancid images hit Charlotte's facial features, and he covered his mouth as he watched from a distance, in order to prevent the food in his stomach from churning out.

Strictly speaking, this is the second time Charlotte has seen such a bloody and nauseous picture, although this time it is much better than the last one, but the scene in front of him is enough to make him vomit.

Besides, when Charlotte thought that he was constantly accustomed to the carnage in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart.

When you get used to the hellish sights, what will you end up looking like?

"Damn, these beasts...!" Stomach acid and digest rushed up her throat in the middle of her words, and Charlotte covered her mouth for half a moment before her churning stomach calmed.

He took a deep breath and inadvertently landed on the horizon in the distance, only to see a ship the size of a thumb docked to the sea from a distance, and the black sail was printed with a pattern that was difficult to see in the distance.

(It was a pirate ship.) He muttered to himself, and the village that was being plundered right now knew that the ragged West Pole people were not outcasts or soldiers, but pirates.

The next moment, he turned his head suddenly, because his soul power had already sensed that the young man from Longdu Mansion had caught up. Charlotte turned his head to look at the village, his eyes twinkling with not knowing what he was thinking, and after a few seconds he made up his mind and lurked in the direction of the village.

......

The golden afterimage swept through the trees, directly through the grass one man high, and the figure of the young man appeared silently on the beach. The pirates who had been plundering came back to their senses and turned to see the bloody man appear out of thin air, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

I saw that the bloody man in front of him was no longer human, and dozens of huge holes were penetrated through his body, from the chest to the back, from the front of the thighs to the back of the thighs, like a slice of cheese, filled with large and small hollows, and the entire right half of the chest disappeared. Only half of the white shoulder bone of the left arm was exposed, and it appeared that something had chopped off the entire left hand. His face was already distorted and it was difficult to see his original features, his half-broken nose was covered with bright red blood, staining his white teeth, and his skull had been partially pierced, and fluid that seemed to be brain pulp was leaking out of the cracks in the wound.

Covered in blood, he had already turned into a monster-looking bloody man, and a terrifying blood hole had been dug out of his chest and heart on the left.

"He actually crushed his heart?!" Charlotte exclaimed, observing the figure of the young man at this time, and his pupils shrank involuntarily.

The young man actually crushed the heart that was originally marked with the mark and escaped death.

It turns out that there is still this kind of operation?

But Charlotte will definitely not be able to play this trick herself. Just kidding, if the heart is gone, it's gone, and that's the difference from triggering the mark.

The one-armed young man stood feebly on the village path, sniffed the scorched air with his half-broken nose, and began to mumble to himself.

"He's here... He's right here... It's nearby..."

The pirates stopped their work, and because they didn't know what the bloody man was going to do, let alone whether he would suddenly go crazy and attack one of them, the pirates carefully grabbed their weapons and surrounded the bloody man.

"Hey, who are you and what are you doing here?!" a strong, dark-skinned man about two meters tall pushed his companion away, lifted his pants as he walked, and walked towards the bloody man, who respectfully handed the weapon to the black-skinned man.

(Does it seem that this man is the leader?)

The young man seemed to turn a blind eye to the black-skinned man's shouting, and continued to mutter.

"Ignore me, you are looking for death! Guys, follow me!" the strong man shouted, grabbed his weapon and rushed forward, but because the bloody man in front of him was too weird, there was no heart and there were shocking holes all over his body, and he still stood here like a crazy patient, and the strong man with a trace of scruples called out to his companions, intending to take down the young man at the same time.

The hand rises, and the knife falls. The black-skinned strong man lifted the six-foot broadsword and slashed it at the bloody man's head, revealing several green tendons on his forehead and arms at this time.

At the moment when the big sword was about to fall on the top of the young man's head, Nanhua Jun raised his head suddenly, golden light burst out from his eyes, and the carved lines on his body lit up, and the whole person was as dazzling as the sun.

At this moment, a heavenly dragon groan erupted in the ears of everyone present, and the golden dragon faintly transformed, enveloping the entire body of the bloody man. In the next second, their bodies felt a coercion from the divine dragon, this coercion pressed their bodies to death, the weapons held in mid-air stiffened and did not move, and the whole body could not move, at this moment the pirates even felt that even moving a finger was an extremely luxurious thing.

"It's you, it's you people from the West!" Nanhua roared madly, "You stop the dragon's wrath, you will pay the price!"

"Bloodline Technique, Dragon Disillusionment in an Instant!" the young man waved the long sword in his hand, the golden sword qi spread out in a circle, dozens of heads and arms flew into the sky at the same time, blood sprayed from the neck to the sky like a spring, as if time was frozen, dozens of corpses still standing stiffly made the movements before death, and two seconds later, the white and cloudless sky began to stench and bright red raindrops, sprinkled on the dirt roads of the village.

The rain of blood in the sky woke up the pirates who were still plundering in the village, some pirates picked up the guy and fought bravely with the bloody man, but the next second they were chopped off by the young man and became a member of the blood fountain, and some were panicked and began to flee for their lives, but they were all caught up by the young man one by one and cut half.

The Nanhua Army roared incessantly, and the long sword in his hand kept swinging, and each sword took the life of a pirate. The rain of blood in the sky did not stop, and the raindrops gradually intensified as the youth killed.

A raging fire was burning the village, and the Bloody Man stood on the dirt path of the village and roared wildly, a dense rain of blood falling on his head and flowing into his eyes. His eyes didn't know if it was because of the blood rain or because of the killing, the whites of his eyes had been dyed red, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood rain that fell into his eyes. The raindrops of blood that fell from the sky stained his body red again, more bloody and rancid than before, and even more insane.

About three minutes later, under the slaughter of the youth, more than seventy percent of the pirates had died under his long sword, and the remaining thirty percent were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, some staring at the bloody man in a daze, as if the hellish scene was nothing but a dream, and some had lost the lower half of their bodies, dragging their internal organs and large intestines and still crawling on the ground, begging for help from their companions.

The scene in front of him was all seen by Xia Luo, who was hiding in the shadows, and he stared at the young man from Longdu Mansion during the entire killing process, and he covered his mouth tightly with both hands, for fear of making a sound to alarm the bloody man in front of him.

The current Charlotte is no match for the mad youth, and if she is discovered, Charlotte is sure that a head that looks at her will be chopped off by a sword in the hands of a bloody man.

The young man walked slowly down the dirt path, and each pirate he approached continued to swing his sword, like a machine, mercilessly harvesting the remaining pirates.

It's going to be bad.

When the pirates were slaughtered, the Bloody Man would surely find his hiding place, and at that point, Charlotte would hardly be able to escape the pursuit of the youth.

Time is running out...

Damn! What are you going to do?

Just as the despair in Charlotte's heart was welling up, a flash of fire flickered from the ocean, and Charlotte turned her head to look at the horizon, only to see a gorgeous parabola shooting from the pirate ship in the distance, and the firelight dragged its long tail down from the sky, and landed precisely on the dirt road of the village, only forty meters away from the bloody man.

The deafening sound echoed throughout the sea, like the sound of a cannonball exploding, and the humming of the tinnitus made Charlotte unable to hear anything else for a while.

The moment the firelight landed, it kicked up a huge cloud of dust, obscuring the sight of the bloody man. The young man slowly turned his head to look at the large pit in front of him that had been smashed out of two meters in diameter, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

"My men, thank you for your care. ”

"Now, it's time to figure it out, Mr. Bloodman. ”

A majestic voice lit up from the dust, and a two-meter-tall figure gradually stepped out of it.