Three Hundred and Forty Blood Red

An ordinary meeting may end up involving the survival of this fortress and the life and death of several Spanish noble officers with awkward names, but for Lorraine, this is indeed just an ordinary meeting.

Before visiting Major Mara, Lorraine never thought that he would have a chance to make a move tonight, let alone be attacked by a Pirate King of the Caribbean on land.

Moreover, as both Pirate Kings, the difference in strength between Blackbeard and Cotton Jack is too great...

Counting the cadres of Cotton Jack's regiment, the lame Romy is just an ordinary bastard who can't even deal with a panicked merchant, and Asaros is probably a competent captain with a certain military quality, and his personal combat power is not worth mentioning.

Chenori is the ceiling of personal combat power in Cotton Jack's regiment, stronger than Bator, but only a little bit better than Bator.

And what about the Blackbeard Pirates?

Lorraine has personally experienced the strength of Blackbeard himself. Even if there are various reasons such as weapons, terrain, and external threats, his fighting intuition, talent, and skills can be firmly ranked among the people Lorraine knows. ten.

There were at least four of him in his pirate company.

"Carriageman" Chamuyam, an obsidian-bladed warrior, "Musketeer" hunter Nasien, and the "Invisible Man" who Lorraine has never seen before, but who has already completed a round of fighting with Hannah in the clock tower , Shadow Warrior Zaniin.

This is the true strength of Pirates of the Caribbean?

Or is it that the pirate kings have their own strengths, and Blackbeard happens to be the most powerful individual among the five kings?

The answer seems irrelevant.

Because no matter whether Lorraine really underestimated these green forest heroes, the first thing he needs to consider is the existential crisis before him.

Blackbeard was walking towards him.

This is life and death close at hand, he needs to use his bare hands to fight against the damn black blade, there is no iron near him, and he cannot move far from the wall.

The god of death is ambush outside the row of French windows, and wherever he can look directly at the top of the bell tower, the god of death can see him.

It's like walking into a dead end...

Lorraine took a deep breath, lowered her shoulders, and raised her heels against the wall.

Blackbeard is getting closer and closer,

Hold the handle with both hands, and raise the war blade high as if in slow motion.

Lorraine stared at his movements, repeating in his mind what he was going to do next.

Dodge the slash, step on the wall, dodge through the window at the fastest speed, turn around, and rush back to the corridor, without stopping for a moment during the process.

As long as you rush out of the hunter's control range, there are dead pirates outside the door, and there are sailor knives dropped from their bodies.

It's not time to sit still, just dodge the initial slash...

It's coming, it's coming.

Blackbeard's muscular body stretched tighter and tighter, like a spring compressed to the extreme, releasing unparalleled strength.

boom!

Accompanied by auditory hallucinations that only existed in Lorraine's ears, he suddenly activated like lightning!

It is unimaginable that such a bear-like figure can reach such a speed. Blackbeard rushed to Lorraine's eyes in the blink of an eye, and swung down the high-held black blade heavily.

Lorraine also worked hard at the same time.

Stepping on the solid wall with big feet, Lorraine jumped forward towards the left side of Blackbeard. Blackbeard's slash hit the empty space, but he raised his arms and turned around as if he had been prepared, chasing Lorraine's figure and swung out again. Second cut.

Lorraine rolled in a short body, supporting the ground with one hand, and landed on his shoulders and backs one after another. His flowing movements did not affect half of the speed. He rolled to his feet, and then turned in the opposite direction.

Blackbeard missed the second knife.

After two stabs, it was impossible for him to stop Lorraine in the room, so he gave up chasing, took out a short gun from his arms, and pulled the trigger at Lorraine.

Boom!

Luckily, Lorraine swerved again before being hit by buckshot. He never thought that Blackbeard would abandon the knife and use the gun, and the purpose of walking in a zigzag line was only to guard against sniper attacks from afar.

In any case, he escaped the sneak attack of Blackbeard, folded in two steps, changed in three steps, and ran out of the room with an irregular zigzag, just in time to meet two running pirates.

The expressions on the faces of the pirates were stunned.

Lorraine didn't give them any time to react. He raised his hand and pinched the face of the first pirate, knocked over the second pirate with his hand, and smashed it hard against the wall of the aisle with all his strength.

boom!

This brutal blow dented the wall, and the pirate was embedded in the wall by Lorraine. Even though he had already lost his life, his hands and feet still twitched subconsciously.

Lorraine let go and snatched his machete, turned around with steps, and returned to the original defensive position.

Blackbeard walked out of the room with a gloomy expression, glanced at the subordinate embedded in the wall, and then at the one who got up in a panic.

"I have to admit, you once again exceeded my expectations tonight."

"As I said before, there are surprises hidden in the rainforest, Your Highness the Pirate King." Lorraine rolled his arms comfortably, "Now let's start the second round."

"like you……"

"Captain!" The surviving pirate stopped Blackbeard's words with lingering fear, "Although it is important to avenge the unlucky Hiss...but the sailors are coming soon."

"Sailors? Nacien didn't stop them?"

"Deputy Commander Nasien has not fired for more than 5 minutes, and Deputy Commander Chamuyam has not killed all the obstacles in the courtyard..."

"There's such a thing..." Blackbeard frowned, and found Lorraine as if he knew something, "It seems that you have caused me far more trouble than the present."

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Lorraine sneered and retorted, "After you go back, you should question your intelligence dealer. Information like this will kill you and your crew sooner or later."

Blackbeard heard Lorraine's overtones at once.

Lorraine said that after going back, that is to say, Lorraine did not intend to desperately prevent Blackbeard from leaving, and would let him come and go freely.

And this means that the last reason for him to stay has also disappeared. This villa is not suitable for staying for a long time.

He looked unwillingly at the closed study behind Lorraine, put away the black blade, turned and went downstairs.

"Tch, it's a failure..."

...

The courtyard is covered with battle scars.

The well-maintained lawn is full of cut marks everywhere, just like the newly plowed land, turning out the wet soil.

It's just that no poor farmer would plow his field in such a mess.

Concave, convex, horizontal cuts, vertical trenches, the longest and deepest one is on the left side of the main battlefield, extending more than ten meters away, and at the end is Chamuyam's wheel axe.

This is one of the twists of the battle.

Not long ago, Chamuyam's throwing ax was cracked by Leif. Leif lures the opponent to throw the axe, and then hits the spinning ax face hard with the hilt.

The rotation of the ax is destroyed, and the possibility of flying back and forth is naturally lost.

However, Chamuyam lost his ax and did not become weak.

Obsidian Blade Samurai is an ax and spear warrior. After losing his ax, he replaced it with a spear, and his fighting style changed drastically.

Fast, flexible, and balanced offensive and defensive, Chamuyam is like a different person, making Leif difficult to look at from head to toe. If he is not paying attention, he has several deep cuts on his arms and thighs.

The blood soaked his clothes, and the pain shocked his reason.

Leif's pupils began to turn red, and his breathing gradually became short of breath. The blood of the berserker awakened, and under the provocation of his opponent, he started berserk.

He no longer dodges Chamuyam's attacks, uses crazy and reckless offensives to actively let go of his defenses, and even uses vital points to lure his opponents, in exchange for a chance to attack once and a half in a game of life and death.

Chamuyam was oblivious to all this.

He and Leif met for the first time. Although he could feel that his opponent had become reckless and easy to be hit, he could only attribute this to the decline in physical fitness and loss of patience.

Like those brave beasts in the jungle...

The Aztecs were good at dealing with wild beasts. Every adult man was a hunter, and every tribal warrior was the best hunter in the world. Chamuyam firmly believed in this.

He became more and more confident.

Two steps forward, three steps back, he wandered around Leif, and when he saw the opportunity, he cut a wound on Leif's body with the tip of his spear. He didn't care how deep the wound was, just to provoke Leif's anger.

Leif was furious.

He jumped up high with a roar, and flew towards Chamuyam with an obvious movement.

Chamuyam dodged easily, crossed his pace and walked behind Leif. With this mistake, he finally locked the vital point of the opponent's vest.

Final blow!

Without hesitation, Chamuyam thrust out his spear like lightning, and it was about to pierce Leif's heart.

At this moment Leif held out his hand.

The man moved forward, his hands backward, and the big hand that discarded the bayonet reached his vest. At the very moment, he accurately grasped the shiny spear point as if he had eyes, and held it tightly.

The threads engraved on the spear's body rubbed away the tender flesh of Leif's palm, but he remained motionless, and he just used this strange movement to block Chamuyam's sure blow.

A maniacal smile appeared on his face.

The pain all over his body was numb and disappearing, power emerged from the depths of his soul, Leif was deeply fascinated by the power of the berserker.

"Why... would you refuse..."

"Why...you forget..."

"Why... so cowardly..."

He turned around with a murmur, his blood-red eyes were fogged, and he stared blankly at Chamuyam's face.

"Are you... seduced by Loki... Bonet..."

"who?"

Chamuyam sensed danger. He wanted to draw back his spear, but found that he could not draw back his weapon at all in the wounded hand of the opponent.

Leif continued to talk like a dream.

"You were tempted... to do shameless things... imprisoned in the roots of the world tree... the venom of Jormungandr has corroded your face... your face has changed... even the color of your skin has changed..."

"What are you talking about!"

"Valkyrie hates shamelessness and despicableness... Bonet, you can't find the Hall of Valor... Even if you die, you will become a soul with no destination..."

"Who is Bonnet again!"

"Mrs. Eriksson loves you the most...Damn it, go with her..."

Leif slowly raised his sword, and under Chamuyam's strenuous resistance, slowly but firmly dragged the spear and the man to the death chamber.

Chamuyam tugged desperately, roared desperately, full of unwillingness.

The weapon is the glory of the obsidian blade warrior, the wheel ax is the blessing of the sun god, and the spear is the incarnation of the feathered serpent.

He can get out of danger as long as he throws away his weapon, but if he throws away his weapon because of mere danger...

"Chamuyam, retreat!"

Blackbeard's voice suddenly came from the gate of the villa. Chamuyam subconsciously obeyed the order, and didn't realize what he had done until he let go of the spear.

Strangely enough, when he gave up his resistance, Leif also dropped the spear.

The spear fell to the ground weakly, rolled a few times, and returned to Chamuyam's feet.

Some pirates trotted to pick up the wheel ax and the war spear on the ground for him, but Leif ignored this and just stood there blankly, like a soulless walking corpse.

"Today...you won." Chamuyam gritted his teeth.

Leif didn't respond.

Chamuyam retrieved his ax and spear, and to say more, Blackbeard's urging sounded again.

"The sailors are coming, Chamuyam, let's go!"

"...Yes, Captain!"

The pirates retreated one by one, leaving only Leif in the messy courtyard, standing quietly, not speaking, not moving.

His eyes were blood red, and his tears... were also blood red.

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