"Philip, go die. Go to the Underworld and atone for the innocent people you cruelly killed." While laughing coldly, Reynolds's right index finger poked towards the space between Philip's eyebrows.
"Ah!" Philip screamed and actually tore his wrist off from Reynolds's hand. Tomb maggots used cruel methods to deal with others to deal with themselves. Philip, who had been through a lot, could tell that this was the only way to escape at this critical moment. Otherwise, he would only die.
As expected of an old fox who had been through a lot, he was actually able to endure the incomparable pain of his broken bones and took the opportunity to retreat. Of course, the speed of his retreat was not as fast as Reynolds's finger, so he quickly released a group of stingers, a kind of small insect that could injure the enemy with the sharp spikes on the top of its head. The last way to break the barrier was to attack, this was a method that everyone knew. Philip planned to use offense as a defense and fight for the best opportunity to escape. Judging from that faint layer of barrier, his opponent's ability as a world spiritist shouldn't be too strong. Thus, he should be wary of him. To be on the safe side, Philip's stingers also attacked Reynolds's eyes, nether regions and other vulnerable places.
But he underestimated his opponent once again. The "barrier" on Reynolds's body turned dark and faintly carried a strange dark light, like a black hole! Philip saw this and knew that he was done for, because the change in color meant that the barrier's strength had increased, and that layer of dark light gave him a feeling of death. For a moment, Philip seemed to see countless wraiths appear in front of him, they were crazily screaming and devouring his soul.
"Chi!" A light sound rang out, but it was Philip's death knell. His skull and his golden armor were pierced through by Reynolds's index finger filled with anger, and his brain splattered everywhere. Philip's eyes were wide open, and his heart was unreconciled as he fell straight back, ending his ugly life.
Reynolds nonchalantly wiped the red and white stuff off his finger on his clothes and said indifferently, "You're lucky, you don't have to suffer any pain." He originally did not plan to let Philip escape so quickly, but time forced him to end the battle quickly. Moreover, Philip's strength wasn't that weak. He was just arrogant and underestimated his opponent. If he managed to escape and pull him to a long-range battle, it would be a little troublesome.
The unforeseen event happened so quickly and suddenly. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, Reynolds, who was supposed to be dead for sure, turned the tables and gained the absolute upper hand. The arrogant Philip was easily killed, and many passengers were unable to react in time.
At this moment, Renault's entire body was like a deflated balloon, falling onto the deck with a plop.
"Reynolds!" Tom hurried over and helped Reynolds up.
"How are you? Are you okay?"
Looking at Tom's concerned eyes, Reynolds waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. It's just a side effect of the medicine."
Tom released Reynolds, and after confirming that he was really fine, he shouted, "Captain, set off immediately, full speed in the opposite direction of Davindoka! Those who still have the ability to fight, do your best to kill all the pirates on the ship as soon as possible. Don't let them fire the signal flare! "
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Like the passengers on the ship, the pirates were also shocked by the sudden change. Although it was hard for them to believe the facts in front of them, they had rich experience in licking blood from their blades all day long. Soon, they woke up as if from a dream. Before Townsend and the others could react, they already knew that things were not going well. In a battle with few people, the role of a super strong person was reflected. As long as there were one or two leaders and some help, it would be enough to defeat the remaining two teams. Moreover, the strength of that strong person was unfathomable. It was indeed terrifying to be able to kill Philip in an instant.
"Attention archers, try your best to shoot down the signal flare!" Tom shouted as he swept towards the nearest pirate. The battle began, but it didn't last long. After a short period of chaos, a signal flare that broke through the archers' sniping finally flew over the sea with a brilliant light and a whistling sound. Tom was powerless to stop it, and Reynolds had already expected this result. He was just doing his best. In the current situation, he could only settle for the next best thing, so he ordered all the pirates to be swept off the ship like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Of course, it wasn't that these pirates were too weak, or that they were so cowardly that they couldn't resist. As long as they could become a pirate, they were all strong people. To be exact, many of them jumped into the sea voluntarily. Although they had lost their leader, this group of old and cunning fellows still thought of the wisest response, which was to keep an eye on the ship's whereabouts and then wait for the main force to rush back before making any plans. It would be stupid not to use such a great advantage and stay on the ship to fight to the death. Therefore, instead of chasing with all their might, the pirates rode on the Chimera Magic Octopus and followed closely behind. They shouted loudly from afar, but they didn't attack. However, when the deep sea giant whale slowed down. They slowed down as well, keeping a certain distance between them and the others. The deep sea giant whale was huge and cumbersome. After all, its speed couldn't be compared to the Chimera Magic Octopus, which was a small sea pet with strong flexibility. Therefore, even if everyone followed Reynolds's suggestion and let the ordinary people who had no combat power join the ranks of the sailors to speed up, they still couldn't completely shake off the pirates. The situation wasn't optimistic.
"Sir, what should we do now? If this goes on, Daven Doka and the others will catch up sooner or later. " Townsend wiped the sweat from his forehead and worriedly asked Reynolds and Tom who were standing at the stern to observe.
Although it was only for a moment, Reynolds had established his prestige through thunderous means. In this world, everything was built on strength. Moreover, Reynolds's subordinate (due to the difference in strength, the captain mistakenly thought that Reynolds was Reynolds's servant or something) gave a calm and wise order. His meticulous view of the overall situation was convincing. Therefore, unknowingly, Reynolds and Tom had become the leaders and spiritual pillars that everyone followed. Although Townsend was the captain, he was still a non-combat professional. His rich experience couldn't make up for the lack of strength in his analysis of the battle situation. It was just that there was no one in a hurry, so he had to take on the heavy responsibility. Now, there was a strong person that he could rely on. He couldn't ask for more. However, it was still Townsend who gave the orders. After all, he was very familiar with everything on the ship and could improve efficiency.
Reynolds frowned and didn't speak. He also had a headache about the unfavorable situation in front of him. He originally thought that he could take advantage of the chaos to kill some of the pirates. However, the pirates' cunning was beyond his imagination. The fierce "them" actually knew to collectively give up resistance and jump into the sea to escape. There were only seven or eight corpses of pirates on the deck. They were left behind by the unlucky ones who were closer to Reynolds and Tom. The others ran away. For the two teams with hundreds of people, losing a few people was still not enough to shake them. It could be said that they successfully retained most of their strength. This completely disrupted Reynolds's thoughts.
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