Rex stood at the top of the tower and stared for a long time before waking up from the fond memories and decided to break into the harbor from the left entrance, as long as he quietly killed the pirates on both sides of the barricade fence, then the path into the giant ship would be unimpeded and worry-free. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He straightened his crooked leather armor and wiped the blood from his blade as he prepared to leave. Suddenly, a loud shout broke through the night sky and shattered the silence, only to hear the robbers' shouts from the sea: "Ahhhh

"Stop him, abominable assassin, who wants to assassinate our captain, and I'm going to slaughter him and dig out his heart with my own hands!" someone shouted angrily.

"Assemble! assemble!" shouted another.

The pirate guards aboard the giant ship blew the warning horn, and the earth-shattering sound woke the pirates from their dreams. Dressed in orc armor and swords and scimitars, they hurried out of the cabins and cabins, howling like wolves hunting, and galloping toward the other side. For a time, the quiet Traster harbor was full of murderous sounds and fires.

Rex was startled and nervous, thinking that his whereabouts had attracted the attention of the pirates, so he immediately crouched down to avoid the enemy, and crept down to the wall to observe the movement on the opposite coast. When he saw all the pirates gathering under the watchtower on the opposite shore, his nervous heart calmed down and he breathed a sigh of relief.

In a few moments, the watchtower was crowded with pirates rushing towards him. Rex looked into the distance and vaguely saw a man surrounded by pirates. On the coast, there was a cacophony of roars, shouts, and the clashing of weapons.

"Looks like someone is going to be out of luck. Rex thought to himself, "It's hard to live without dying under siege by so many pirates! After all, who had the audacity to assassinate that devil? and alone, could it be an assassin of the Brotherhood? ”

All the pirates ran to besiege the intruder, and the roads and fences were restored to safety. Rex quickly left the top of the tower and returned to the shore, still hiding in the darkness, and as he cautiously passed the first house, he was startled when a large man burst out of the door. The pirate didn't seem to see his face, and when he was his companion, he drunkenly beckoned, "Go, go, there's an assassin captain, let's go get him together." After saying that, he turned and ran to the other side.

Rex pretended to agree, and when he turned around, he drew the Nightingale's Blade and stabbed the pirate in the back.

"Uhh Looking at Rex's murderous and unemotional face, he knew that it was too late to beg for mercy at this time, so he had to change his strategy and run to the crowd for protection. Rex saw through his intentions, so before he could move, he rushed forward and stabbed with his sword, and the pirate raised his arm to block Rex's attack, only to see the blade pierce through his arm and directly into his chest. The pirate's eyes stared straight at Rex's face, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and his body fell to the ground limp, dead.

Rex took off his armor and put it on his body, dressed himself as a pirate, and then ran towards the group of pirates, shouting and screaming from the orcs. He mingled with the pirates, and found the orcs furious, like raging wolves, staring viciously ahead, eager to devour the man who had assassinated the captain.

The pirates formed a circle, the inner circle of people holding various weapons ready to fight, while the pirates of the outer circle lit torches in their hands, and in an instant, the fire lit up the coast and the night sky. Rex could clearly see the expression on each pirate's face and the signature pair of large fangs at the corners of his mouth.

He hid among the orcs, trying to hide his dwarf. Fortunately, the surrounding pirates were all focused on the Assassin, and no one noticed his strangeness. So, he hid behind an orc and peeked in, trying to see who was besieged.

There were two people in the middle. One of them was an orc warrior, tall and muscular, shirtless, with a strong chest exposed, dark and green skin revealing a brute nature, and a beard like a weed.

His blood-red eyes shone wildly, and he held a black axe, twice as large as an orc's battle axe, with fangs carved into the blade, adding to the power of the axe. The orc breathed evenly, looked at ease, and a smug smile appeared on his lips, as if he was fully confident that the fight would be won. Given the scarred nature of his man, his battle-hardened and his extraordinary command, Rex guessed that he might be the legendary pirate Captain Marcus.

"Kill him, Captain, and let him know how good pirates are. Someone shouted.

Sure enough, as Rex guessed, the orc who was fighting on the field at the moment was the pirate captain Marcus. The captain and the Assassin confronted each other amid the robbers' earth-shattering roars, glaring at each other with disdainful eyes, then snarling mockingly, and at the same time using sophisticated provocation to provoke the anger of the other and make him lose his mind.

But his opponents are smart and not fooled at all. The Assassin was calm, composed, and emotionally stable, his alert eyes fixed on Marcus, not sparing a move.

Although the Assassin was wearing leather armor and a cloak, he couldn't see his face clearly, but Rex recognized his identity by his clothes, and he was shocked, and the blood rushed to his head all over his body.

"No, it must be a member of the Brotherhood," Rex thought to himself, "whoever that man is, I'll have to help him, and I'll be powerless when he gets caught by these pirates." ”

Rex was thinking about how to save people, but the two had already started fighting. Marcus shouted, "You don't want to kill me, come, show your courage to duel me, and prove your poor resolve." He sneered wildly as he raised his tomahawk and slashed at the Assassin's left shoulder as a tiger descending the mountain.

The Assassin reacted quite nimbly, and with a flick of the situation, he dodged the axe. Seeing that he didn't cut him, Marcus took advantage of the situation to slash to the right again, reaching the other man's throat. The captain's slash was extremely dangerous, and the slightest mistake landed on the head. It was too late, but the assassin quickly raised his sword and flicked the blade of the axe away from his ear. Marcus's attacks were all down the drain, and he realized that his opponent was very skilled in grappling and good at dodging, so he stopped and began to think carefully about his attack.

A minute later, Marcus unleashed a new move that was fatal. His momentum was even more ferocious, almost disrupting the opponent's position. The giant axe in his hand was like a python around the assassin's ear, face, and abdomen, and there was only a slight distance between the blade and the leather armor, and if it weren't for the assassin's small size, he would have been hacked to death.

Although the Assassin was as nimble as a monkey and dodged Marcus's many fatal blows with his skillful footwork, everyone could see that he could only dodge and had no power to fight back, and the short sword in his hand had not been actively stabbed once, and he had been in a state of passive defense. With the passage of time and the consumption of physical strength, the situation on the battlefield gradually became unfavorable to him.

At this time, the two were still attacking each other, sometimes forward and backward, sometimes advancing and sometimes retreating, Marcus was a little restless, but he was in good shape overall, and his opponent was also full of confidence, not arrogant or impatient, and calmly responded. The atmosphere on the field became more and more intense, and the helpers were about to be unable to resist the boiling blood, and they were all red and ready to join the fight. They shouted anxiously and restlessly, and when the captain gave the order, they would not hesitate to pounce on them and frantically tear apart the assassin.

Marcus unleashed a dazzling display of his axe and unleashed a torrential assault on the Assassins, his dazzling attacks forcing them backwards and nearly stumbling to the pirates behind him.

The Assassin fought and retreated, and when he realized that there was no way back behind him, he hurriedly leaped to his feet at the moment when Marcus slashed into the air, and returned to the center of the battlefield over his head. The captain then turned back, raised his axe, and jumped into the air with all his strength in two steps, killing the assassin with a crushing slash like a black bear.

The Assassin hurriedly raised his sword to meet him, steadily blocking Marcus's blow. But the impact of the axe's swooping pushed him back a long distance, and his hands trembled. At this time, a flaw appeared in his waist, and the clever captain naturally would not let go of this good opportunity, and quickly raised his foot and kicked at the opponent's waist.

"Whoa!" the assassin let out a cry of pain, and his entire body flew up, before slamming to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood. He gasped violently, using his limbs to support the ground and try to stand up, but unexpectedly, an accident happened, due to the unstable center of gravity, the two feet were put together, and one stumbled to the ground, and the sound of his body hitting the ground was clearly audible.

At the same time, the visor-covering cloak on his head fell down, revealing his true face. For a moment, all the pirates fell silent, staring at the assassin in amazement.

"It's Sarn!" Rex exclaimed inwardly, "Why is he here, and fighting Captain Marcus?"

Marcus shouted at the crowd, "Please see clearly, this is the elite of the Dark Brotherhood, their proud assassins. In fact, it is weak like a chicken, and has no strength!"

The pirates were in an uproar and laughed along with the captain.

"Rise up and fight, little chicken, how dare you stab our great captain, and die!" someone shouted.

"Kill him, captain, give him an axe!" shouted another.

With a smug smile on his face, Marcus slowly walked over to Sarn.

"Farewell, brotherhood boy! With that, he lifted his axe and slashed at Sarn's head.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the crowd of pirates. The shadow was extremely fast, and with an arrow step, it slammed into Marcus with his body, pushing him away from Sarn's side completely.