Chapter Eighty-Eight: Pirates: Heh, that's all for the undead?

"Who are you?!"

The man's angry voice echoed through the captain's room.

Because just now, he watched the painting hanging on the wall of the captain's room suddenly flash with a bright light.

In the next second, a figure in black armor suddenly appeared in front of him.

This made the man crazy in his heart and scolded the group of crazy people in the Aurora Society, didn't they promise that there would be absolutely no problems?!

Ember heard the man question sharply, and followed the voice.

In front of him was a middle-aged man wearing a three-cornered hat and a black eye patch, which perfectly fits Ember's stereotype of a pirate captain.

At this moment, he was looking at himself with the only one eye on his face full of anger.

"Where is this?"

Ember glanced at the layout of the captain's room and asked in Rune.

"Bang!"

"Captain!"

The door to the captain's room was slammed open, and a large number of pirates poured into the room, staring at the embers with various weapons in hand.

"Kill him!"

The captain in the tricorne shouted.

He didn't care where the man came from or who he was.

But since he dares to appear here, it is to seek death!

As soon as the other pirates heard their captain's order, they rushed towards Ember with a scream.

There are more than 100 pirates on this ship, are they afraid that they can't beat him alone?!

The advantage is mine!

"Chop him up!"

Ember looked at the pirates with hideous faces and sighed softly.

He had just wanted to ask where it was.

But he has always been thin-skinned, since the other party is so enthusiastic, how can he be embarrassed to refuse?

But it's also.

You don't need that many people.

Just leave a live mouth.

"Poof!"

The wielded Black Knight's greatsword cut off one of the pirates' waist and shattered the bodies of three pirates in quick succession, spilling flesh and blood all over the deck.

The rest of the pirates shook their hands.

They suddenly realized that they might have mentioned the iron plate.

"Stick the idea! It's real! ”

A shirtless, thick, meaty-faced pirate shouted angrily.

Reaching for the top of his head, he took off his hairpinβ€”

It was a magical item he had stolen from a noble lady.

However, before he could use the power of this magical item.

The wielded Black Knight's greatsword tore through his head with a strong wind, and blood and brains splattered on the faces of the other pirates.

The captain's eyes shrank sharply as he wore a tricorne.

Because the one who died just now was his first mate, a Sequence 7 Extraordinary.

Moreover, he is also an extraordinary person of the warrior path known for his physical strength!

By force alone, I'm afraid that even himself is no match for him.

But now he was shot in the head with a sword, and he didn't even have a chance to resist.

"Wait! Wait, I'm ......"

The captain finally realized that something was wrong and hurriedly wanted to ask for peace.

However, in the next second, Ember had already rushed up with the Black Knight's Great Sword.

Just for a moment.

He didn't even have a chance to resist, only felt a pain in his lower back.

In the next second, his perspective began to spin.

His upper body seemed to fly out and saw his lower body.

"Bang!"

The captain's body fell to the ground without causing a ripple.

But the pirates finally became frightened and realized that they had provoked an enemy they should not have provoked.

They wanted to escape, but they couldn't.

Because they had just squeezed into the cramped captain's room, they had to squeeze out again if they wanted to get out.

But Ember won't give them that chance.

He's not really good at using a broadsword.

But at the moment, this cramped and crowded environment is the most suitable for the use of the big sword!

"Smack!"

It reminded him of the happy days when he was playing the secluded episcopal group.

That's the easiest boss he's ever fought, even easier than Bordeaux under his crotch.

And this group of pirates now reminds him of his past.

"Smack!"

A piece of blood-colored flesh was smashed onto the broken mast and then mixed with blood slid onto the deck.

This scene does not seem to be surprising.

Because.

There were no more people alive on board.

They had been reduced to corpses covered with decks, as if the entire ship had been stained red with blood.

A small piece of minced meat mixed in is not conspicuous at all.

Not at all.

"Boom!"

"Now, I ask, you answer."

Ember raised the Black Knight's greatsword and placed it on the head of the last surviving pirate, "Understood? ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

As if frightened, the pirate tripped over his companion's corpse as he retreated, and fell on top of his companion's bloody corpse. In the face of Ember's inquiry, there was still no response.

"Where is this?"

The pirate opened his mouth in response to Ember's questioning, and just as Ember thought he was going to say something, saliva flowed out of his mouth.

This gave Ember a sudden sense of foreboding.

"What's your name?"

"Abba Abba Abba ......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Ember was silent for a long time, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have left the wrong mouth.

He killed to the end, and he deliberately left a fool.

Although the 'Eye of Wisdom' allows him to converse fluently with other people in a variety of languages without any obstacles, it is clearly not enough for him to converse with a fool.

Of course, it is also possible that he was scared silly.

If so, let the other party slowly say that there may still be a chance......

As soon as Ember thought of this, he heard a 'snap' sound, and the pirate's head exploded abruptly in front of him.

Like a broken watermelon.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Ember fell silent as he looked at the pile of minced meat on the floor of the captain's room.

Trying to find a firefighter who could still breathe from inside.

But the reality is harsh.

He couldn't find even a single intact corpse.

"Smack!"

Passing through the battered deck covered in the pirates' mutilated corpses, Ember returned to the captain's quarters.

At this time, the captain's room had already been destroyed by the battle just now, and only stumps and broken arms and ruins remained.

But only on the half-wooden wall, a painting the size of a human head is still intact.

That's a corner of the world of painting.

But very different from Mr. A's basement.

Mr. A's basement is only the size of a palm, and it can only enter and exit.

And now this one can only go out but not in.

But......

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Ember gently stroked the surface of the painting, but nothing miracle happened.

It didn't give any reaction, as if it were just an ordinary oil painting.

The reason is simple.

The embers were kicked out by the masters of the painting world.

He was sure that the other party must be a god in person.

But unfortunately, his knowledge of this god is far from enough, and the fog gate is far from taking shape.

was lucky enough to be escaped by the other party.

Otherwise, this god should be able to burn for a long time.

However, compared with his ignorance, the other party obviously knew a certain amount of about him, and even blocked the door on his side very intimately in the end.

A corner of the world of painting in his hands has lost even its function as an 'exit'.

Ember looked up and looked into the distance through the destroyed wallβ€”

It is surrounded by an endless blue sea.

You can't even see the island, and you don't have any references.

It made it impossible for him to discern where he was.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Ember was silent.

He couldn't go back to the world of painting, and he didn't know where he was now.

That is to say,

He was trapped, trapped in this endless sea.

Silent.

Still silent, only silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Ember looked at the corpses of the pirates, remorseful.

These pirates are so despicable!

He was determined to die and trapped him at sea!