Chapter 733 The Lucky One and the Pirate

"Maybe there is another way."

After pondering for a moment, Garrett suddenly turned her head and looked to the side.

"Are you talking about him?" Tezolo followed Garrett's gaze and saw Lancelot who had woken up early and was recuperating from his injuries.

This knight also suffered some injuries during the battle with Sleeper Crazy, but not as serious as Tezolo and Garrett. After recuperation, he has almost recovered.

"Master Garret, are you talking about me?"

Lancelot pointed to himself, with a hint of surprise on his face.

It's not that he is afraid of fighting. In fact, it is also one of the knight's principles to sacrifice his life for his master.

It's just that he is very aware of his own strength. When he was in the paradise, he might be called a strong one, but when he came to this new world full of monsters, he could clearly feel how powerless he was. The battle with Lawson and Sleeper was just the epitome of his powerlessness.

At this time, he was very afraid of fighting with others, afraid of dragging others down because of his own weakness.

"I have seen your bravery." Garrett said slowly. There is no doubt about Lancelot's loyalty. In this world, there is a kind of people who will give their lives for their beliefs, such as Roger, such as Lorne , for example...Lancelot.

The belief of the former is their dream, while the belief of Lancelot is the dream of those he follows.

"You said that you wanted to see how Lorne ended this troubled world. I will let you live to see that day come."

"A touching speech." Tezolo said coldly. "But the real world is not a fairy tale. No one has the so-called aura of the protagonist. They cannot burst out their potential with just a few words."

"Is there no one with a protagonist aura?"

At this time, Garrett tilted her head, pointed to the side, and then looked at Tezolo and asked with a playful expression.

"you sure?"

Tezolo looked in the direction of Garrett's finger. Bacala, who had betrayed him, was sitting in the hut blankly, without saying a word, like a corpse.

And a drop of blood flowed out of Bacala's body, as if controlled by some strange force, it slowly flew towards Garrett.

...

On the small island, the killing continued.

Countless residents panicked and kept avoiding the black-clothed pirates behind them.

This group of pirates seemed like gods of death without emotion. Residents used to deal with pirates, no matter kneeling down with dignity or wealth, they couldn't exchange their lives. This group of pirates didn't show mercy at all. When they caught someone, they asked him about Mon Bach's news. As long as they didn't get the answer they wanted, they raised their butcher knives at these people without hesitation.

In a short period of time, the island has become a river of blood.

"Have you seen any strange people!"

A man in black lifted an old man up and said viciously.

"no no."

The old man was overly frightened and replied incoherently. Then the pirate frowned, ready to kill the old man, and then went to ask the next person.

But at this moment, the old man's daughter suddenly spoke next to him. The emerald green beach dress she was wearing hadn't slowed down, as if she was just relaxing on the beach.

"I did see a strange person." After seeing the butcher's knife in the pirate's hand, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"When I was resting on the beach just now, there was indeed a huge black shadow descending from a point, hitting the beach, creating a deep hole, and I could vaguely see the appearance of a person."

"where is he?!"

After hearing the woman's words, the man in black put the old man down and asked the woman.

The other men in black silently walked towards the woman and surrounded her.

Facing so many vicious people for the first time, the woman swallowed and continued.

"I was so scared, I ran back."

"What?!"

The man in black frowned.

"It's just that." Seeing this scene, the woman was so frightened that she almost burst into tears, "it's just that, at last, I saw someone, someone caught the man who fell from the sky out of the deep pit."

"It's a man."

"enough."

After getting the news, the leader of the man in black nodded. There is no doubt that the person who fell from the sky was Mon Bach, and he was seriously injured, and it was impossible to escape here, that is to say, he is still on the island now.

It's just that someone rescued him, which made the leader of the man in black very concerned.

Apart from them, there are other people on this small island who care about Mon Bach's identity! ?

"Search the entire island immediately, no matter if it's the house or the basement, don't let it go, that man is on this small island, we must find him!" After trying to understand this incident, the leader of the man in black immediately asked himself His subordinates ordered.

"Then now, can I let it go..."

Seeing the leader of the man in black like this, the woman said cautiously. She looked at her father with a hint of worry in her eyes.

The leader of the man in black smiled, but did not speak, but his hand clenched his weapon tightly.

In fact, whether a woman tells the truth or not, her fate is already doomed.

In other words, the fate of the residents of this small island is already doomed.

The news of Mon Bach must not be leaked out, and the dead are the best way to keep a secret.

"He won't let you go."

But at this moment, a man's resolute voice sounded in the ear of the leader of the man in black.

A blond knight with a handsome face came in from outside the town.

He raised his head and looked at the leader of the man in black. A trace of disgust appeared on his face.

"Mon Bach is in my hands."

With this sentence, the black leader's face changed dramatically, and then his body suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Lancelot.

"What did you say!"

As he spoke, he clenched his hands into fists and blasted towards Lancelot's abdomen.

So fast!

This was Lancelot's first reaction. The speed of the leader of the man in black was so fast that even his knowledgeable arrogance could not catch his movements.

This kind of strength is even comparable to those 300 to 400 million big pirates on the sea.

Lancelot raised his cloak, wanting to attack the leader of the local men in black.

He is a refractor who ate the fruit of refraction, he can completely resist an attack that does not exceed his own strength, and return the full amount to the opponent. This is also his capital in this sea. If it weren't for the opponents he met recently, whose strength far surpassed him, he wouldn't be in such a mess.

However, the punch of the man in black obviously exceeded the limit he could bear. If he was hit by this punch, he might be seriously injured.

But at this moment, just before the fist of the man in black was about to hit Lancelot,

His arm suddenly cramped.