Under the night sky, the pitter-patter of the rain was swallowed up by the sound of the huge waves. The splashing waves hit a broken multi-masted sailboat docked at the shore. The soaked skeleton flag at the top of the mast was crazily torn apart by the wind and waves, making a hoarse creaking sound, like a flock of vultures hovering above a corpse for a long time without dispersing.
Hunger, revelry, shuddering!
For the Via Pirates, who were "drifting" aimlessly in the East Blue, this small island that they unexpectedly encountered meant a sumptuous feast.
The moment the pirates, who had been drifting on the sea for half a month, set foot on this island, they were destined to become a group of hungry beasts. They howled wildly, roared, and waved all kinds of inferior weapons in their hands, but enough to kill, as if they couldn't vent the depression in their hearts. This was a complex emotion that they couldn't understand in their lack of thinking.
"I smell the unique smell of Berry, and the intoxicating smell of wine, oh, yes, and the full bodies of women." The Captain of the Via Pirates, who was wearing a black hat, was holding a dark sword in his hand. His brown boots stepped on the sword's landing point. Even the dark night couldn't hide the greed in his eyes. "Oh, yes, I heard your impatient breathing. The desire to kill and plunder is roaring in our blood. We are the powerful Via Pirates. We came to this island by riding the wind and waves."
Every time Captain Via's mobilization order was almost exactly the same, but every time they heard it again, it was still as exciting as the first time. The pirates below held their heavy breaths, and their bloodshot eyes became more and more cruel.
Captain Viavia lifted the brim of his hat and looked at his crew. He did not notice that there was an undetectable smile on his face. There was a hint of mockery in that smile. He was very satisfied. He pulled out the sword in his hand and waved it above his head. "Go and bring back all the wealth on this island. My crew, let's start your party!" Viavia roared.
"Roar!"
The tranquility of the island was completely torn apart, and dozens of pirates shouted and scattered, rushing towards the light in the center of the island.
"Yarlin, what are you doing? You have a serious illness, did you burn your brain? If you don't hurry up and catch up, Berry will be taken away by others. " Fick looked at his closest pirate companion in the Via Pirates, and his eyes were full of doubts. Since Yarlin woke up with a high fever two months ago, there was an indescribable change. He seemed to have become a little sluggish. You know that every time the Captain gave an order, Yarlin always wanted to rush to the first place, but recently, the other party fell behind.
"Damn it!" Fick quickly threw his doubts to the back of his mind, only anxiety was left, because unknowingly, the other pirates have almost disappeared. This means that if there is no accident, this time it will be difficult for them to have any decent harvest, especially after most of the plundered wealth will be turned over to the Captain.
"Don't worry, Fick." A slightly hoarse voice with a little cough, as if there was a piece of walnut stuck in the throat, showing the weakness of lack of breath. As he spoke, the owner of the voice flattened the arc of his mouth. It was the cold thin lips hidden in the darkness in front, and then gradually revealed a pale face without much blood. The blue pupils in the narrow eyes reflected Fick's anxious expression, and the scar on the left side of the other's face looked even more ferocious.
"When you're anxious, the scar on your face will become even uglier!" Yarlin licked his wet and white lips soaked by the rain and chased after the shadows of the pirates in the distance.
Fick's cheeks twitched twice. "Damn bastard, this scar was left behind to block the knife for you." He chased after him and cursed fiercely, a trace of regret in his eyes, but it was replaced by fierce determination in the bottom of his heart in a flash. "Although we are all vicious pirates, Yarlin is my best brother. If I don't block a knife for him, Yarlin's fragile head will be smashed. It's not a loss to exchange my scar for his life. Besides, the fiercer the pirates are, the more popular they are."
The emotional changes on Fick's face couldn't be hidden from Yarlin. He pursed his lower lip and grinned. "You can take all the berries you get later."
"Humph! Rowe, do you think Sivir and those bastards will leave anything for us when they're at the front? " That being said, Fick still laughed. He felt that saving Yarlin was really the right thing to do.
"Being the fastest doesn't mean you'll get the most, and falling behind doesn't mean you won't get anything. The most important thing is to find the right target." Ya Erlin stopped in his tracks and looked at the scenery before him that had suddenly become bright and colorful.
The bright light was the raging flames. Half of the four-meter-high arch at the entrance of the town was burning, and the other half was contracting and scorching. Black smoke gathered along the twisted wood grain on top of the head. It was obviously wood, but in Yarlin's eyes, it was strangely like a dead person who had been burned and deformed.
Inside, there were chaotic wails and hysterical thugs, as well as the smell of blood that even the rain and thick smoke couldn't hide. As the wind whistled, it poured into his mouth and nose. He didn't need to enter the town. A bloody hell on earth outlined by blood had already clearly emerged in Yarlin's mind, bright and dazzling.
Even though his hands were stained with a lot of lives and blood in his previous life, Yarlin still frowned fiercely, and his left hand hidden in the linen glove was clenched into a ball, making a dull sound of joints touching, but it seemed that there was another sound in that sound.
More dull, more depressing, and more urgent!!!
"Target? What do you mean? " Fick didn't understand Yarlin's meaning. He looked at the men who resisted and were killed in the town, the desperate women dragged on the ground, the children kneeling on the ground with blank eyes, and in the middle of the town, a short and thin monkey-like pirate was staring at them coldly, and at his feet were bags of bloodstained berries.
"Damn it, Gansivir must not have left us a single berry." Fick shouted.
"Look, the idiot Fick and his sick child are here." Gansivir kicked the woman who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing. Next to the woman was a boy of ten years old, his eyes were frightened and empty. The poor child was frightened.
"Who are you calling an idiot? You ugly, dirty, shameless, stinky monkey who kneels and licks Lowe's chrysanthemum. " Fick's words were vicious. "Oh, God, Yarlin, look, Gansivir's cheeks have turned red, as red as a monkey's butt."
"I'm going to kill you!!!" Gansivir's thin body screamed like a woman. "Kill him for me, I'm going to tear his mouth."
The five pirates around Gansivir stared at Fick, and the killing intent in their eyes was undisguised. It seemed that in the next moment, they would collectively rush up and tear Fick and Yarlin to pieces.
"In the Via Pirates, only the Captain has the power to execute the crew. Other crew members are not allowed to fight. Do you want to be skinned by the Captain and soaked in seawater in a bucket?"
Not far away, there were several footsteps approaching. The first one was the size of a brown bear. It was the second-in-command of the Via Pirates, Chief Officer Luo Wei.
Gansivir's voice was like a duck that was pinched by its throat. His flashing pupils seemed to recall a terrible picture, and the faces of several pirates around him were also extremely ugly.
In the Via Pirates, the will of the Captain is not to be violated. No one dares to challenge the authority of the Captain. Everyone is unwilling to restrain their killing intent.
"Collect all the berries and drinks and send them back to the ship in a team. The others spread out in groups of two and continue to plunder the town. Don't miss any corner, any berry." Lowe stared coldly at Fick, and then glanced at Yarlin without the slightest emotion. It was as if he was looking at two dead people.
From beginning to end, Yarlin didn't say a word. He watched Lowe leave calmly and watched Gansivir kill the woman at his feet and leave.
What Gansivir didn't notice was that at the moment he turned around, Yarlin's pupils flashed with a strange black light. He suppressed the dryness in his throat and whispered in a voice that didn't seem human: "It's time to eat!"
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