Chapter 65: Pirates Don't Have a Homeland

"Whew..."

Looking at 'Meng', Peel's eyes shrank a little again, he took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and made a gentleman's salute:

"Peele... I hope you entertained me. ”

"Haha, then what are you waiting for!

Meng laughed twice, the fiery red lightning on his body danced, his fists clenched, and his figure drew a V-shaped lightning, slamming Peel out more than ten meters.

Then, after a few more flashes, the two disappeared completely into the street.

With one look, Emily took two steps forward, and at the same time her body moved like a ghost, almost too fast to blink.

The afterimage flickered, and several wounds immediately appeared on Barton and Old Mark.

"I'm weak, two, I'll be gentle. Emily reappeared in place and licked the blood from the dagger with her tongue.

Then, Alimi began to move quickly.

"Grandma's! I knew I would have stayed on the ship, my ability was to control sea creatures, and fighting on land was hilarious. Barton swallowed, took out a small shield and slammed it, the shield immediately enlarged.

But the shield is not all-round without dead ends, it can only resist one side.

And Emily's ability is 'speed', although there is no great lethality, but it is just enough to restrain such bulky things, even more than the original 'rubber man'.

In the blink of an eye, Barton and Mark Sr. had a few more wounds on their bodies.

Luckily, Emily seems ready to torture them, or more than just a wound.

"Old Mark, what are you capable of?" saw Emily move again, Barton hurriedly shouted.

Old Mark didn't answer, he wanted to take off the small hookah and smoked it, and said:

"Fighting, what a nostalgic day..."

In an instant, Emily arrived, and her eyes were shining, as if she had murderous intent.

The moment the dagger fell, the hookah blown by Old Mark suddenly swirled rapidly, directly forming a fog area around ten meters.

Then Old Mark grabbed Barton and dodged him, and then hid himself in the fog.

"Damn!"

As soon as the blow missed, Emily gritted her teeth viciously and quickly searched for it in the fog.

"Barton, your abilities can't help me, or you should leave first. Old Mark said as he took Barton and hid.

"Fart! how could Lao Tzu give up his companions!" Barton glared angrily, and the scar on his face trembled.

"Who betrayed the captain just now?" Old Mark smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes.

"He's not a man!"

Barton continued to stare and said:

"Can't you just escape with the help of the fog?"

"Her ability is speed, she's too fast, ten meters is a few steps for her, and she's a major... But it's good that it's speed, otherwise we wouldn't have a chance to resist. Old Mark shook his head.

"What's your plan?" asked Barton softly.

"Although the range of the fog is only 10 meters, I can move the fog area, we slowly dodge, and then get close to the nearby sea water so that your ability can be used. ”

Old Mark let out a cloud of mist from the hookah, pulling Mark to suddenly turn a few positions to the left.

Seeing a figure flashing by, Old Mark said again:

"In the fog, all the fog is my eyes, and as long as she can't dispel the fog, I can stand in her blind spot at any time. ”

"I can't see it, you're so powerful!, but you have such good abilities, why do you keep staying in Whale Harbor to retire?" Barton opened his mouth in surprise.

Old Mark took a sip of hookah and sighed:

"It's useless to have good ability, the class level is the most important, although it is very easy to become a 'pirate' sequence transcendent, but 'pirate' requires special talents. ”

"Every time we devour, our souls and supernatural powers create chaos, so we must digest them before we can devour the next... The last time I devoured it was almost twenty years ago, and now I've only digested three-quarters of it. ”

At this moment, Old Mark suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Old Mark's brows furrowed, Barton hurriedly clenched the small shield in his hand.

"There's something more in the fog..."

Old Mark exhaled smoke and took another sip of hookah:

"Barton, it's still time for you to go, after all, you still have things to accomplish. ”

"Old Mark, I swore a long time ago that I would never abandon my companions!"

Barton shook his head, his mind suddenly returning to a long time ago.

At that time, in the face of Roland, the 'Undead Major', Barton had already escaped once, and in that escape, all his companions were dead, and now, he would not be on the run.

"Found you!"

Emily's voice suddenly appeared, and a deep blood groove immediately appeared on Old Mark and Barton.

At this point, Emily completely changed her appearance, she looked hideous and terrifying, and countless beige bugs crawled on her body and gnawed at her skin.

Every time they nibble on a few bites, the bugs will fly into the mist, and after a while, they will return to Emily to replenish their supplies.

"You're all going to die!" Emily's little face twisted in pain, her lip already bitten by her.

The voice fell, and Emily began to move quickly again.

This time, Emily was faster.

Her figure sped past the giant shield that Barton had erected, and over the several shots that Barton had fired in quick succession.

Seeing Emily fall, Old Mark unhurriedly took out a black straw cigarette and put it on top of the hookah.

Ignite the fire, take a sip, and the black grass smoke immediately flew out in clusters of sparks.

Mars circled Mark and Barton Sr. at a rapid pace, and exploded violently.

"Ahhh

As the explosion fell, Emily cried out, Mark Sr. dragged Barton again toward the water.

By the time the fog lifted, Emily's arm had been severed, and much of the skin on her body had disappeared.

Looking at the sky, in a trance, Emily heard what 'Colonel Falcon' said that day:

"Emily, it's time for you to leave, find a small country, buy a manor house and a title of nobility, and find a polite and kind man to live your future in peace. ”

The voice echoed in her ears, and Emily suddenly laughed out loud and pulled out another rice worm:

"Pirates... There is no homeland..."

As the mutters fell, a giant worm immediately grew from Emily's broken arm, and her body began to repair before chasing after her.

After a while, the running old Mark stopped again:

"Patton... Perhaps this is the end of our ocean adventure. ”

"Maybe... But it's enough to know you, to know Captain Jones, to know Big Sister Rose, to be a companion to your old Mark. Barton grinned, his eyes looking at Emily as she walked through the fog.

Or rather, Emily who squirmed.

Aside from her head, Emily's body had become a monster stitched together by insects, and she could no longer see any human light in her eyes.