Jacob...... Jacob ...... Wake up...... It's me...... Natasha ......"

Natasha's voice was crying and hoarse, trying to wake up the bloodthirsty man in front of her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Woo......"

The young sailor's body was rapidly shrinking as Jacob sucked, and in the blink of an eye, it had become a shriveled corpse, a human skin covering the skeleton.

"Tut-tut......" Jacob, who was in a daze, grinned dryly, and looked like he was about to walk towards Natasha.

There was no emotion in his pale eyes, like a human-faced mirage curled up on the ground.

Before Natasha could react, Jacob pounced on her like a beast.

“kliodazal.lido.haya.” I only heard a loud shout outside the door.

A flash of red light flashed, and it circled around, forming a huge net of dark blue, and the net was hung with bronze bells, jingling bells, wandering with the blood light, falling from the sky, encircling Jacob, struggling desperately, and for a moment he could not break free, only roaring and roaring, and his face was extremely hideous.

"Spell Cast, Uncle Hawkeye, is that you?" said Natasha, half-surprised, half-delighted, as she looked out the door.

Hahaha, there was a joking young man's laughter outside the door, and a figure slowly paced in, his hands crossed, shrunk in his sleeves, his back slightly stiffened, it was Tomon!

When Jacob heard Tomon's arrogant voice, he became agitated again, and let out a roar similar to that of an animal, fierce and violent.

"Tut-tut...... Natasha...... Look at your good friend, it's rude. Originally, according to what you said, your friends are really useful, now...... Looks like your friend has to die too......"

"Tomon!, you actually learned an exorcism charm?!"

"Hahaha, Natasha, how are you like Hawkeye's group of old antiques, do things with one eye and don't know how to be flexible. I've been with Hawkeye for twelve years, and what has he taught me other than some crappy swordsmanship? If the secret techniques of the Vikings were passed on only to the elders and priestesses, the Vikings would have perished sooner or later. ”

"What...... What the...... You...... Have you forgotten thousands of years of tribal teachings, and have you forgotten the reason for the first fall of Bitter Island...... How did you say such a rebellious thing?"

Rumble.

A blood-red bolt of lightning, with a strange shape, smashed heavily on the sea from the pale sky, deafening.

Jacob's roar in the demon slaying net rang out again, and the cabin was clattered to the ground.

Crackling, crackling. The storm is coming!

Thomon looked contemptuously at the scene outside the window, without the slightest fear, only a murderous chill in his eyes.

"I'll let you, and your proud Hawkeye Uncle, watch me ascend to the Throne of Bones with your own eyes......"

Ahahahaha.

"You...... What did you do to Uncle Hawkeye......" Natasha bit her lower lip, her eyes red.

"Don't worry, I'm not some ungrateful villain, just under the floor below you, and I'm serving ...... good food and wine every day."

Thundered!

The wind was surging and the waves were terrifying.

There was another thunderclap, and the boat swayed more violently, and Jacob's roar continued to rise, and the deer stumbled along the edge of the gable, and at last slipped down, and fell to the ground with a thud, smashing a small crater.

"Lord Tomon...... Lord Tomon...... The storm is coming...... Wind...... The wind was too strong for anyone to be able to steer...... We need Hawkeye...... Otherwise we're all going to die......"

A few soaking wet sailors rushed into the room, plopping and half-kneeling, their eyes full of horror.

"Lord Tomon...... Let Hawkeye take the helm......"

"We don't want to die...... Lord Tomon...... The only one who can save this ship is Hawkeye......"

"Get out of here!"

With a fierce glint in his eyes, Tomon angrily spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and suddenly pulled out a bright scimitar from his waist.

"Waste, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson!"

Thorn, sting.

Blood splattered, and several human heads rolled to the ground, gurgling, rolling to the corner of the wall and then to Natasha's feet as the hull jolted.

"I forgot to tell you that I asked the Yin God for divination in the gloomy abyss of Bitter Island, and the Yin God said that this Bone Throne is destined to be mine, and this storm will not do anything to me, even the Heavenly God will not be able to stop me......"

"Tomon, you are crazy, you dare to break into the forbidden place of Misery Island?"

"Wha. Tomon's face was distorted, and the shrill laughter was piercing.

Natasha stared coldly at Tomonri, but saw a flash of unease in the man's eyes.

It was a blood-red, incomparably huge, red thunderbolt, like a giant dragon that cut through the sky.

From the top of the Jiufu, there was not a minute or a second of stopping, and it fell vertically, and it happened to hit the entire Kirk sailboat.

Rumble!!!

Natasha felt a dazzling light fall in front of her, and then she didn't know anything......

For a moment, it was as if everything had fallen silent.

Above the sea, the wind and waves continued, but it was pitch black, there was not a sailboat, not a single piece of fishing fire, not a trace of human voice.

Hula, hula.

As if nothing had happened.

There is only endless blue and endless bitter cold.

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Chirp...... Chirp...... Chirp......

Seabirds call for companionship and soar.

Smack, smack.

The sound of the waves came in waves, and each one was the same.

It's like an endless fantasy, a terrible nightmare, or a dream of the weak and boneless Nan Ke.

Is it really that important?

Fate is like the surging water, sometimes turbid, sometimes pure. In this world, no one is free, living in a manger of his own destiny all the time.

Fate is overturning, but life is withering all the time.

A soft voice, warm as jade, softly called his name,

Don't wake me up, I want to sleep like this......

The sweet breath whirred on his cheeks, tickling his cheeks.

"Wake up...... Jacob ...... Jacob?"

"Hmm......"

Jacob came out of the chaos of his dreams, dazed, and his confused head was so heavy that he seemed to be wearing the heaviest helmet of the Knights, and he just said in a dream, "Where am I?"

The strong light in front of him made his pupils dilate and contract sharply, and he couldn't adapt to it.

"Great, great, Jacob, you're finally awake...... We are now on the neighbouring island of Bitter Island, and the cold felt, the storm has brought us here. ”

Jacob muttered a few words, but stopped talking.

"Where's my deer song?"

"Whew...... Right there, it's you yourself in the rapids, holding on tightly, bringing ......"

"Hmm......" Jacob's head was still a mess, and he tried his best to sort out his thoughts.

So the storm was real, and so was the fact that he had killed a sailor like a demon, and the bloodthirsty pleasure seemed to still be in his mouth.

It was true that the hideous-faced Tomon said that he was going to kill himself, and it was also true that the Vikings wanted to kill the Knights.

Jacob turned his head to look at the people around him.

This Gentile woman, nay, to be precise, should now be called the Viking Natasha Alex, a descendant of the ancestors of the Isle of Bitterness, was looking at her with concern on her face.

In addition to this, there was a man with a terrible face, rough skin, black and purple, with eyes sunken on both sides of the hooked nose, bloodshot eyes, and eyes full of complicated things, looking at himself faintly.

"Let's take a sip of fresh water...... You've drunk a lot of seawater...... I almost couldn't get it back...... Good thing ......"

Jacob felt a pang of melancholy in his heart, for he had picked up a life.

Ay. actually bothered Natasha to give herself artificial respiration...... Ouch...... It's embarrassing......

"The good thing is...... Uncle Hawkeye...... Experienced...... Saved your life......"

"Huh?" When Jacob heard this, his face changed, and he muttered in his heart more than a hundred times.

But Hawkeye, who had been silent, opened his mouth.

"Young man, your father and I have a blood feud, and he has killed almost all of our people. But don't worry, since I saved you, I won't kill you in a hurry, Natasha told me the cause and effect. In addition, the sea thunder struck the Kirk sailboat, and you saved our lives when we entered the sea, and although my Hawkeye is jealous and hateful, I am not killing innocent people. What's more, you must first settle inside, you should follow us first, in the future, exterminate the Knights, we Vikings still need you!"

Hawkeye's bland words, without any hypocrisy and grievances, straightforward, sincere, and without pretense, completely convinced Jacob.

With that, Hawkeye stretched out a calloused hand.

"Exterminate the Knights. ”

For the first time in a few days, Jacob's lips finally showed a smile.

Then he stretched out his hand, respectfully, and held the big hand tightly.

Word by word, he said: "Exterminate the Knights." ”