Chapter 43 Trial

The speed was very fast!

In the eyes of the noble with horror, the blood pierced his thigh and entered his body.

"Ah!" Extreme pain came from the thigh and swept through his body.

The noble only felt the blood running around in his body, splitting, swallowing, and the pain swept through his body, making him scream:

"Ah! You guy, let me go, I am the hereditary earl of Filia, a member of the World Government, do you want to die?"

The nobles around also revealed their identities one by one, threatening this figure.

"You'd better let me go, I am the prince of the Kingdom of Gabu Luo"

"I am the Duke of the Kingdom of Lolita, little bastard, do you know the consequences of offending me?"

"I am the king of the Kingdom of Bugadoliwei, a member of the World Government, a pariah, it's not too late to beg for mercy now."

"I am."

In their opinion, this person may not know their identities at all, so he attacked them. After knowing their identities, he will definitely kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy.

Listening to the nobles around him reveal their identities one by one, the gloom in Bruch's eyes became more intense.

These are the nobles?

These are the people who run the country?

There is even a king

Among the dozens of nobles, there is even a king of a member country of the World Government.

Bruch couldn't help but get angry, and the anger that had been suppressed suddenly broke out and turned into a shocking laugh.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

The momentum like a demon god suddenly broke out. The long black hair fluttered in the wind with this momentum.

His laughter was full of anger, tyranny, and a trace of sadness.

His eyes condensed, and his wine-red pupils and bloodshot whites instantly turned into pure blood color.

Blood-red eyes like two purgatory abysses. Staring at all the nobles present.

The threats and intimidation of the people present suddenly became silent.

Especially when they were stared at by the blood-red eyes, their souls seemed to be scared out.

"All of you go to hell and repent!!!"

Bruch roared, and the blood lines that had originally condensed into blood shields instantly turned into thousands of blood threads, passing through the bodies of all the nobles present.

For a while, screams were endless.

But no one died.

Just as Bruch said, let them go to hell to repent.

The blood lines released by him seemed to have turned into sharp blades, shuttling back and forth in their bodies and swimming.

As their hearts beat, the blood flowed into their bodies, cutting their blood vessels, but not letting them die.

From the outside, they seemed like puppets, being controlled by the blood lines to swing their limbs randomly and make all kinds of painful and twisted movements.

Bruch walked past the nobles who had already shit and pissed, walked to the pillars one by one, and looked at those who were already full of arrows.

Those who were awake looked at Bruch numbly.

They looked at the figure in front of them, and then at the screaming nobles. The darkness and numbness in their eyes slowly became a little emotional.

"Save me!"

One person cried for help, and then

"Save me!"

"Please, save me!"

As if they saw hope, they trembled and asked him for help regardless of the arrows stuck in their bodies.

Bruch pulled out the Ghost Chess from his waist.

Swish!

A few knife lights flashed, and the chains on their bodies broke into several sections and fell to the ground, making a heavy sound of hitting the ground.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

Waving his hand, he looked at the people who had escaped in front of him and asked:

"Do you know where the rest of the people on this ship are?"

Since this ship is a slave ship, there must be more than these people. Sure enough, there is a tall man among them who said he would lead Bruch.

Bruch asked the rest of the people to rest where they were, and he would wait to see if he could find some medical supplies on this ship.

If they were not allowed to heal quickly, I'm afraid several more people would die.

After an hour, the house was full of people, staring at the wailing nobles in front of them with sparkling eyes.

A faint voice sounded, echoing throughout the house.

"You decide their life and death."

Bruch controlled the blood line and controlled the nobles like puppets, making them kneel on the ground, unable to move.

The people who were rescued around all showed hatred in their eyes, staring at those who tortured them.

Bruch walked around, then waved his hand gently, indicating that they were free, and then walked out of the house.

Close the red door and light a cigarette.

Huh~

Outside the wooden door, he could faintly hear bursts of screams.

After a long time, the door was opened, and a tall man walked out, and then more and more people walked out.

Bruch turned his head and looked at them, or more precisely, behind them.

Blood and flesh were mixed with bones, all of which showed the anger of this group of people.

He just glanced at it lightly and then retracted his sight.

Then, with a thought, the red blood line brought the blood on the ground into a blood ball with a diameter of about three meters.

Bruch waved his right hand, and the huge blood ball gradually faded and finally disappeared.

The people around him who were rescued showed surprised expressions, but no one spoke. They knew that the fate of the future was in the hands of this young man.

After the blood ball disappeared, Bruch looked at the people present.

Apart from the dead, there were men and women in this group, as well as fishmen. There were civilians and pirates.

Bruch looked at them lightly and said a word after a long while.

"You are free. Go south from here. There is a small island where you can get off the boat."

"Remember, don't let anyone catch you again."

"Thank you!"

"Thank you! We remember!"

The voices of thanks came one after another.

"Can any of you drive a boat?"

While he was asking, a young man of medium build stood up.

He said that his boat skills were not very good, but it was no problem to drive a boat to a small island.

After Bruch arranged them, he walked onto the top deck.

With one foot on the side of the boat, Bruch, who was about to jump off, suddenly stopped.

He looked back at the people who followed him and said:

"By the way, I know that many of you are pirates. I might as well tell you that I am a navy."

After saying this, Bruch jumped off and jumped onto his boat.

He knew that there might be many pirates in the future of this group of people, because they had killed so many nobles of the kingdom after all, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Even Bruch himself was the same.