"Since you enjoy the feeling of dominating the lives of others, I can also enjoy the feeling of dominating your lives."

Sharp nails cut through the skin of his neck, and the pirate who didn't react was torn off his throat almost instantly, and strands of blood dripped down his blood-glittering nails.

"Captain." Agnes curled the corners of her mouth as she looked at the group of people who were still slanting into a group, and her gaze was precise to the man who was trying to shrink himself back.

"Please come here." She has a standard smile that can almost be seen in a social situation, but is soaked in malice, staring at the man tightly.

She frowned and recalled, then said, "I remember calling you Captain Lawrence." ”

The pirate in front of Captain Lawrence subconsciously avoided one side under Agnes' gaze, and Agnes looked at him with almost no obstruction in the middle.

Captain Lawrence shuddered uncontrollably.

Agnes raised an eyebrow in interest and walked towards Lawrence, the pirate who had fallen to the ground crookedly almost exerted his fastest speed when Agnes made a move towards this direction, and instantly fled to the side in a running or crawling manner.

"You're longing to live." Agnes pressed Lawrence, who was holding her hands and wanted to step back, said in a declarative tone.

She felt the bodies of the people under her hands tremble.

"Pray I'll let you live." Agnes said again.

Agnes felt the tremors of the bodies of the people under her hands increase after she said these words, almost shaking.

"Please, I'll ......," Angnes could repeat when she was interrupted by a cold light piercing her heart.

With no difficulty, Agnie used her claws to shatter the blade in Lawrence's hand, which was already on the verge of shattering in the battle just now, breaking her wrist, which was extremely fragile to her, and then subconsciously stunned for a moment.

She felt her longing seem to be touched, and a faint and heavy roar seemed to ring in her ears, with a taste of despair and anger, like a man about to fall to death trying to grasp the most fragile straw in his hand. The faint burning sensation of the flame burned in the spot of the man's blood on her claws, and she saw a slight flickering light linger there.

"I see." Angnes muttered to herself thoughtfully, she raised her head, looked at the man whose eyes were already soaked in madness and despair, and raised her eyebrows with interest.

"Brave fellow," Agnes couldn't help but smile maliciously, "one more time." ”

The man barely cared about his broken wrist and the countless wounds he had already brought before, forgetting his own defenses, but not forgetting the skills he possessed, and almost frantically attacked Agnes, his strength and agility beyond ordinary people to a far superior effect.

"It turned out to be a 'warrior', and it looks like a lucky guy," Agnes said with a slight sneer, "and you should have fought like this in the first battle. ”

She tore off the man's flesh and ragged clothes almost casually, like a wolf of prey tearing off the fur and flesh of the weak point of the prey, and the angry roar of the man in her ears seemed to coincide with what she felt from her own longing, and the scarlet color smeared almost everywhere around her.

The man finally stopped, his heavy breathing sounding a sense of near-despair, and Agnes felt something take shape, and she saw the flickering light on her claws coalesce into a blood-stained flower.

Agnes looked up and saw a frenzied and painful look on the face of the man in front of her, his limbs gradually becoming deformed, the broken muscles around his body began to rot almost visibly, and one bulging sarcoma after another swelled in the blood of the skin that could no longer be intact.

"Out of control?" Agnes calmly passed her palm through her already sticky chest, plucking the organ that controlled the flow of blood straight from her body, and the blood that had been stained with rancid smell gushed out from disconnection, and the mutant body fell to the ground with the external force, not getting up again.

"Gentlemen," Agnes casually dropped her expanding and contracting organs to the ground, and looked at the man who was trying to jump off the side of the ship not far away, "I think you should have made some wiser choices. ”

Agnes saw that the people around her who could still hold the weapon subconsciously clenched the weapon in her hand, and she was already powerless to resist and subconsciously shrunk herself tighter, as if she could hide herself in this way.

"Be wise, don't try to do something that upsets me," said Agnes with a malicious smile, "and it would be best to ask me to keep you alive." ”

None of the pirates made a sound.

"You think I'm not going to let you go?" Agnes looked at the pirates with some disappointment and asked in a distressed tone.

"No, no, no," said Agnes, shaking her head vigorously, and then said very seriously, "when you ask me to keep you alive, your lives are in your hands in the past. ”

"So, has anyone come and prayed for your life?" Agnes' gaze swept over everyone.

"Or," Agnes laughed maliciously, "you all die here together?" ”

......

"I think Dreiser's choice is the best choice," said a man in a classic formal suit, in a somewhat dry voice, "He's the only one of us who has ever touched Him, and who else has the qualifications to ...... that"

With some sighs, Janings continued the man's pause and said, "Dreiser should understand that with honor comes his responsibility. ”

Yarman's gaze subconsciously turned to the brown-haired and dark-eyed boy who was sitting quietly in the corner, and the boy looked at him with a smile and nodded.

"You're right," Dreiser, nodding with a smile, "it's my responsibility. Now that we knew that Miss Poyesia probably knew about him, I should have gone to find her sooner. ”

The room fell silent for a moment, except for the sound of choked and sobbing breathing.

"Dreiser, Dreiser," said the man, almost with a sigh, "forgive us cowards. ”

......

"Only a few of you will survive." Agnes looked at the five people sitting in front of her with some disappointment, and sighed.

"But that's enough." Agnes said to herself.

"Take their heads and exchange them for bounties, and come back here," said Agnes, crouching down in front of a few of them, in an almost oozing softness, "you're not going to try to see if I can find you, are you?" ”

"Go," said Agnes as she stood up and whispered, "I hope you are obedient enough." ”