Chapter 37: Verifying the Authenticity of the Pirate Conference (Pure Excessive Chapter)

"Master, the target is already in our range."

"Really?" Chen Guo followed the fingers of the nightmare and looked forward, and immediately saw the fleet slowly approaching in the distance.

"One, two, three...... Don't count, tell me how many? ”

The person in charge of the reconnaissance was about to answer, but Stanford Ingersoll, who was in a wheelchair, replied first: "One light cruiser, one heavy cruiser, fourteen frigates, marked by the Blood Axe Pirates...... The head of the regiment is called Des, and he is also one of the targets of this invitation. ”

"Oh...... So which ship will he be in? Or which is his flagship? Chen Guo looked at the unusually cooperative Stamford Ingersoll, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

Although this pirate no longer has the capital to negotiate conditions, Chen Guo will not believe every word that pops out of his mouth, so he has to listen to the words of another interstellar pirate about whether this pirate conference exists.

"Light cruiser, his flagship is the heavy cruiser in the back, but he won't stay inside, he'll only stay on the light cruiser!"

"Oh, why?"

"Because it's not actually a light cruiser, it's a trick set up by Dess, don't look like a light cruiser, but in fact its armor is much thicker than the heavy cruiser behind it, and its firepower is much stronger.

In addition, Bloodaxe Des also raised a group of alien mercenaries with strong combat ability, specially hidden on the heavy cruiser behind, just waiting for the enemy to jump up and carry out the decapitation operation, they will come up with another counter-decapitation. In order to increase a certain degree of convincing, Stanford Ingersoll took the initiative to say: "I fought with him, I personally carried out the gang jumping battle, but I was almost killed by the group of alien mercenaries he raised, so I am also one of the few people who know about his hand." ”

Listening to the other party's heartbeat, Chen Guo knew that the other party was not deceiving him, but he still had to say what he should threaten.

"Tut-tut, okay, then I'll jump to the gang, if you don't find the Des you said on the cruiser in front, I'll send you to bathe in the star myself."

Stanford Ingersoll looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help but shudder.

He knew that if someone else said this, it would be at best to scare him. But the man in front of him will definitely be a word when he speaks.

He had no doubt that if he was wrong, the man in front of him would be desperate to let a spaceship take a shower on the star at the risk of being destroyed by a stellar storm.

"Hibernate according to the plan, the first team and I will go to the gang."

"Yes, master."

"Wait a minute, sir!" Stanford Ingersoll suddenly stopped Chen Guo, who was about to leave.

"What's the matter?"

"Des is a gladiator battle maniac, he wears red armor, his body has been semi-mechanized, and his signature weapon is a razor-sharp battle axe mixed with pure gold, so be careful."

"Got it!"

Des, whose full name is Bloodaxe Des, was born on a planet that worships gladiatorial fighting, but unlike an unlucky ghost who has a butcher's nail nailed to his head, all the people on his planet are willing to participate in gladiatorial fighting, and there is no forced gladiatorial combat of slavery.

Des was the champion of the 394th gladiatorial tournament, and according to his own life plan, if nothing else, he would retire and live a well-fed, well-fed, well-respected life.

Unfortunately, everyone knows that if there is no accident, it will be an accident - not long after Des became the champion, the Imperial expeditionary fleet arrived.

And unfortunately, it was the pigtailed unlucky guy with a nail in his head who was responsible for conquering the planet Des.

Because of their reluctance to surrender and attack the emissary group, the harshest extermination order was issued on the entire planet, and the most brutal beheading extinction order, the heads of the entire planet were cut off, and only a very small number of people escaped in spaceships.

Des is one of them.

Seeing his homeland and the place where he had won honor turned to scorched earth, and seeing the heads of his relatives being cut off one by one, Des, a subservient who was willing to belong to the empire from the bottom of his heart, was forced by a pigtailed fool to embark on a road of endless struggle against the empire.

However, no matter how powerful he is, he is of no use, he is just a human being, and compared to the vast empire with many strong people, he is an ant who can be crushed to death at any time.

But it is undeniable that he does have strength, from not even having a spaceship when he first left the planet, to today's large pirate fleet with two cruisers and more than ten frigates, he only took twenty years of effort.

And after twenty years of ups and downs in the sea of stars, he finally found a reliable way to revenge - the bloody fleet from the depths of subspace.

According to the grapevine, the Bloodwrath Fleet will appear at this pirate conference and recruit members, and the recruitment condition is to cut off the heads of 50,000 enemies with their own hands and sacrifice them to the great evil gods existing in the subspace during the subsequent carnival.

For a gladiator and an interstellar pirate, decapitation was a rarity, so Des was confident that he would be selected in the later selections.

"Father, Mother, I will definitely avenge you!"

"Boom!"

"Enemy attack, the captain has boarded the ship!"

Des was able to maintain his balance in the violent tremors, and he frowned and picked up the fallen statues of his loved ones, and carried the tomahawks on the wall out of his cabin.

"How many landing caps?"

"Five!"

"What boat threw it down?"

"A frigate, Sato has already chased after it with three frigates."

"Don't panic, let them come back, don't fall into an ambush, let the fleet quickly rush through this asteroid meteorite belt, and notify the Moon Desolation team to board the ship, and then the first, fourth, and sixth teams will follow me, and the others will protect the important facilities on board!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Listening to the affirmative answers of the crew in his ears, Des did not speak, but slowly closed his helmet, dragged the axe and walked in the direction of the dense gunfire.

Chen Guo played with the blue electric ball floating up and down in his hand, and looked at the pirates in front of him expressionlessly, and was roasted into a lump of charcoal by the living high-voltage current in the screams.

After the guidance of the wizard guide, Chen Guo relied on the wizard books he got from the magic bag to successfully break through the spiritual barrier and become a first-order wizard apprentice.

It's just a little pity that the spells in the magic bag he drew are all high-level spells without exception, and they are spells that can only be learned after becoming an official wizard.

However, because of the relationship between his body and the Thunder Spirit Root, he created a spell that only he could use - the Thunderball Technique according to the method in the book.

Judging from the actual combat, the combat effectiveness of this spell he created is not bad, especially with the help of the secret weapon martial art of Flying Flowers and Falling Leaves, he can easily throw the thunderball in his hand again, electrocuting the enemy dozens of meters away.

But as the so-called pros and cons, there are disadvantages.

The share of the thunder power consumed by this spell in the body is also very large, just throwing a few thunderbolt balls out, Chen Guo already feels a little physically exhausted, you know, if it is a hand-to-hand combat, the thunder power in the body can completely allow him to fight all day.

"This spell is still a little too slow, and it can only be used as a surprise in the middle of the battle!"

"Huh?"

Chen Guo stopped, and he looked at Des who was walking at the end of the passage.

The red armor surpasses the momentum of ordinary humans, and the axe with golden light ripples...... He should be Des, yes.

"Bloodaxe Des?"

Des didn't speak, he looked at the pile of charred pirate corpses on the ground, and his eyes hidden inside the helmet were full of caution.

However, he didn't show any timidity, instead stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "Psyker?" Interesting, I hope your head will be a collector's item that I am happy with! ”

After speaking, he dragged the big axe in his hand, turned into a red streamer, and rushed to Chen Guo's face in the blink of an eye, only to see him slash the big axe, and slashed hard through the hard wall on the side, leaving a deep dent, he actually planned to use brute force to cut off Chen Guo's head, the action was precise and vicious, and at a glance, he knew that he was a good hand who had experienced a hundred battles.

Facing the sharp axe, Chen Guo smiled slightly and didn't even dodge, but instead shifted his head in the opposite direction, completely exposing his neck, giving a bigger goal, so that Des could swing the axe to chop!

"Ding~"

A terrifying scene appeared for Des, mixed with this big axe made of pure gold, when it slashed Chen Guo's neck, it actually made a sound of gold and iron, although the thick red blood slowly flowed down the cut wound, but no matter how hard Des tried, the axe blade could not go down even a little distance.

"Hehe, the strength is good, but it's a pity that it's still small!"

Chen Guo slowly straightened his head, and hideous muscle lumps began to appear on his body, and the wriggling muscles on his neck pushed the axe blade out of the wound on his neck with force, and when the electric spark flashed, the wound that appeared just now had healed quickly.

Putting his hand on the red armor on Des's chest, Chen Guo just pushed it lightly, how fast Des ran over, how fast he flew out, until he hit the bulkhead not far away.

However, because Chen Guo didn't kill him, Des was only slightly injured.

"For the sake of you working so hard, I'll give you a chance to surrender, if you surrender now, I may not kill you, but if you choose to resist to the end, then the result will not be easy to say!"

Hooking the axe on the ground with his foot, an electric spark flashed in Chen Guo's hand, and the hard axe suddenly melted as quickly as butter until it turned into a metal ball the size of a watermelon.

However, some of the golden metal blocks could not melt under the strong voltage and the huge force in Chen Guo's hands, making the entire metal ball look uneven and unaesthetic.

Walking in front of Des, Chen Guo threw down the metal ball in his hand, "Don't speak?" That's to prepare to fight to the end! ”

"You...... Can you help me get revenge? ”

Listening to Des's question, Chen Guo frowned, he stepped on Des with one foot, and while stopping him from getting up, the force on his feet continued to increase, and the hard armor he stepped on creaked: "I'm sorry, I think you may not have heard clearly, I mean to make you surrender, not to try to recruit you!" ”

"Avenge me, and I'll surrender!"

Seeing that Des was very persistent, Chen Guo suddenly became interested.

"Who is the enemy?"

"Angelon."

"Angelon...... This name is so familiar! ”

"He has another name, Angron the Eternal Angry."

"Oh, I know, it's the Twelfth Master!" Chen Guo let go of the soles of his feet, "It's not impossible to help you take revenge, but I tell you clearly, I'm not his opponent now, but the future is uncertain." ”

Des fell silent, for a long time, he picked up the metal ball that fell beside him, took off the helmet on his head vigorously, knelt on one knee, held the metal ball and helmet with both hands and aimed at Chen Guo, "I want Angelon's head, if I can, I will cut off his head with my own hands!" ”

“…… I can promise you, but you have to tell me, are you a believer in evil gods now? ”

"It's not!"

Seeing that Des replied without the slightest hesitation, Chen Guo nodded, reached out to take the helmet and metal ball, and solemnly put them into the magic bag.

"I promise you, but you'll have to wait a long time before you can see Angelon's head, and if you want to cut it off yourself, it will take even longer."

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"You...... You're alive! ”

Stanford Ingersoll looked at Des, who was following Chen Guo unscathed, with a shocked face.

He could feel that his old rival wasn't dressed up as one of those Facelings, because the uncontrollable sadness between Des's brows couldn't be disguised in any way.

This is an almost instinctive sense of sadness that arises from his decades of wanting revenge, but never being able to do so.

"Oh, Stanford Ingersoll, I can see that you are indeed an honest fellow, and it seems that your desire to survive is quite strong." Chen Guo patted his face, "However, you should always be honest, because Des also got a ticket, and his flagship is still able to enter the venue directly without passing any tests, so ...... You can rest in peace! ”

Chen Guo casually threw an electric ball onto Stanford Ingersoll's body, and watched as he and the wheelchair under him were electrocuted into a puddle of black coke by the screams.

The Nightmare quickly cleaned up the corpse, and thoughtfully opened the purification system of the captain's room, and directly extracted some turbid air from it to purify.

"Master, what about the pirates in the cabin?"

"Lock them up first, I'll kill them myself later!"

"Yes, master."

"Help, Des arranges a cabin next door to me, and although he doesn't live here very often, he has to keep one for him."

"Thank you, Master"

"Don't call me the master, call me boss, this is a very interesting book, you take it back and read it slowly, if there is anything you don't understand, you can always come and ask me!" Chen Guo casually threw the low-Gothic version of the manuscript of the Inner Strength Heart Method that was attached to the Nine Yin White Bone Claw Simple Infusion Board when he had exchanged it before, "I have already given you the opportunity, whether you can cut off Anglon's head with your own hands depends on your own talent." ”