Just as Randall was about to grasp the hilt of the sword, his overlord domineering aura suddenly soared into the sky.

Then his eyes returned to clarity.

He shook his head, and after seeing what was going on with him, he straightened up and took a step back, then looked at the evil knife with trepidation.

Just now, he just felt that the knife was extremely attractive to him, and when he got this knife, he could get everything he wanted.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he suddenly woke up, otherwise, he might have become the second swordsman.

Look at the fate of the swordsman, when he died, he was gone.

「... Demon Sword..."

Randall muttered.

Although Randall doesn't know how to use a knife, he doesn't know what a demon knife looks like.

But when he saw this knife, he knew that this was what the demon knife should look like.

He didn't use a knife in the first place, and this was still a knife that had just killed the master, and Randall should have turned around and left.

But he hesitated.

Because although it is a demon knife, the quality of this knife is indeed good enough.

Crucially, Randall always had a gut feeling that this knife would work for him.

Or rather, not the knife itself, but he suddenly remembered what the knife had done to the swordsman before.

When he used the last move, the swordsman's whole body quickly dried up, and it was obvious that all the blood was absorbed by the knife.

However, looking at the appearance of the swordsman at this moment, Randall guessed that this knife could not only absorb blood, but also absorb vitality!

This feature seems a bit sinister, and it is also dangerous for the owner of the knife.

But on the other hand, since this knife can absorb the life force of the owner, it can also absorb the life force of the person who is being cut.

In this way, maybe it can also feed back the owner's vitality.

It was precisely because of this possibility that Randall hesitated.

He thought for a moment and said tentatively:

"Muddy howl? Do you want to recognize me as your master?"

After saying that, Randall felt a little stupid and tried to talk to a knife.

But who knows, he really got a response.

But this response made him a little angry.

This knife can only convey an emotion.

But Randall read the emotion.

If translated into human terms, the meaning of this knife is:

Do you still want to be my master? Uncle Ben is the master! You're just a knife-wielding guy!

This left Randall a little confused.

Who can tell him why a knife can be pulled like this?!

What the hell is this stuff?!

Randall was silent, and the broken knife conveyed another emotion:

Swinging a knife, hurry up and pick up Uncle Ben! Hurry up!

Randall took a deep breath, then raised his foot and stomped the Broken Knife.

Sensing Randall's movements, the knife was completely furious.

Suddenly, the red lines on the knife body shone brightly, and the entire knife instantly turned blood red.

Broken Knife: You bastard dare to insult Uncle Ben like this! Watch Uncle Ben suck you dry!

Randall had just captured this emotion when he felt a strange suction coming from the knife.

The suction had no effect on the entity, but Randall stepped on the sole of the broken knife's foot as if it were a floodgate.

He only felt that the blood, domineering, and vitality of his whole body were going to leave him.

This discovery made Randall's eyes widen.

Good fellow, this knife is even more ferocious than he thought!

Not only can it absorb vitality, but it can also absorb domineering!

It's a juicer! I want to squeeze people to the point where there is not a drop left!

If there is no one who has the control of life return, it is somewhat dangerous to encounter this knife.

It's a pity that the return of life is all too familiar to Randall.

And although this suction is strong, if Randall wants to resist,

It can still be done.

And most importantly...

Randall's mind moved, and he stepped on the right foot of the broken knife, and a combat boot slowly took shape.

It was a pair of combat boots made of the color of qi and armament.

And with the barrier of qi, Randall found that the strange suction could no longer affect him.

Seeing this, Randall hooked the corners of his mouth.

This broken knife is really powerful, it can suck anything, but it just can't suck his breath!

If this knife can even suck qi, then he will definitely turn his head and leave.

But now that Qi can cure it, then there is room for maneuver.

Anyway, let's take it back and study it first.

At this point, the broken knife was also stunned, and it found that its abilities no longer worked.

Broken Knife: What did you do to wield the knife?! Why can't Uncle Ben suck you?!

The red light of the blade flashes wildly, showing the protagonist's anxious, incomprehensible, and angry psychological activities at this time.

Randall didn't bird it, and directly sent a domineering overlord color to shock its soul first, and then wrapped his hands around the milky white qi, and then he picked up the broken knife.

Held in his hand, the red light on the blade flickered more often, but it was useless.

Randall flicked the blade with his fingers, making a gut-wrenching sound.

Does it sound good? It's a good sound!

Then he grasped the hilt with one hand and the tip with the other, and then began to exert force.

When he exerted fifty percent of his strength, the blade of the knife was only slightly bent.

You must know that fifty percent of his current physical strength is the concept that he can easily penetrate a one-meter-thick steel plate.

It was so hard that Randall smacked his tongue secretly.

Then he let out a breath and wrapped the entire knife in it, and the flickering red light was suddenly blocked.

Now, this knife should not be able to turn over the waves.

Randall nodded in satisfaction.

Anyway, he also got a good knife before, but because of Barrett's sudden appearance, the knife was lost in the sea.

Unexpectedly, this time, Barrett "gave back" him a stronger knife.

Back on the ship, Randall hung the knife on his back and continued to watch the battle between Sengoku and Barrett.

Battles in the world of pirates are generally very challenging for people's patience.

The most representative is the battle for the position of marshal many years later.

The two fought directly for ten days and ten nights.

Randall couldn't help but marvel.

Even if he was asked to do nothing and stay without sleep for ten days, he would find it difficult to carry it.

And the battle between Sengoku and Barrett, Randall estimates that if there is no external force, it will have to fight for several days.

Randall thought, he'd have to find a way to kill him!

As soon as he thought of it, he folded his hands around his waist and began to build up energy.

White gas, black armed color, and finally red overlord color embellished.

As the energy gathered, the fluctuations became more and more terrifying.

The people on Randall's warship had all withdrawn to other warships at this time.

That's a scary fluctuation!

After a while, this fluctuation exceeded a certain threshold, and Sengoku and Barrett, who were originally colliding passionately, suddenly became excited.

This fluctuation represents energy that is enough to hurt them!

The two of them turned their heads to look together, but saw a dazzling ball of light jumping between Randall's hands.

Seeing the two of them look at each other, he smiled embarrassedly.