The Game of Demon Hunter

Chapter 527 The Tragic Life of Pirate Will

"Crack!" The sound of broken bones became the last sound the pirate heard, and the remaining trace of consciousness made him understand that it was the sound of his tibia breaking.

He didn't expect to die like this.

However, Vittoria didn't have the habit of wasting time on the dead, so she threw the corpse off the deck and disappeared into the sea.

There was only one enemy left in front of the female warrior. This result greatly exceeded Will's expectations.

The professional only hesitated for a second, then rushed towards the side of the ship, intending to jump into the sea to escape, but the dagger suddenly appeared from the shadows, as if it had been waiting there, it was directly inserted into his throat .

After the Shadow Assassin and Wang Yue had dealt with the frightened musketeers, they had surrounded them from behind.

Will, who has been bullying the weak for many years in the sea, never thought that he would become the weak one one day. In his heart, this was originally a pleasant hunting trip.

Will suddenly became aware of Mamana's faint smile before he set off, and the strange silence of "little devil" Tyrion.

Bloody Lannisters! It's a trap!

From the very beginning, they knew the true strength and background of this group of people, so when they asked for the new ship and the task of chasing the enemy, the damn newcomer only made a symbolic protest before shrinking back.

The backbone of this ship is all old buddies who are loyal to him, and they are all carefully selected by him. If they all die here, their own share on Treasure Island will become a Lannister completely. A family meal.

Will took a few steps back, away from the female warrior with obvious violent features, and tilted the long sword in his hand upwards, defending against possible attacks at a forty-five-degree angle: "If I say, I want to surrender, everyone will give How am I treated?"

Will looked vigilantly at the professionals around him, constantly turning his body and eyesight, trying not to leave any blind spots: "I know a lot of Cersei Lannister's secrets. I'm not a slob, My information is valuable."

But Will miscalculated the rationality of the female warrior.

Vittoria took a few steps forward with a frightening flail nonchalantly: "Shut up, coward, I'm not interested in your information at all before I fight! I will dig out the secrets of Lannister and Treasure Island myself." !"

I Cao! Will's heart seemed to run through countless cao Nima, and he suddenly felt that this was the pirate among pirates, the man among men.

Will didn't look around from the corner of his eye, but he knew that he was only less than five meters away from the trap door reserved before. The pirate leader who had a strong desire to survive threw the sword that he usually regarded as a treasure directly at Li Yanlong's. In front of him: "Boy, you have never set foot on Treasure Island. You don't know how many traps and wealth we have planted on it, but I know it all!"

Will glanced around and felt that none of these people seemed to be a kind person, so he shouted harder: "I am very sincere! Please give it a chance!"

Because of Will's words and the rogue behavior of throwing weapons, everyone didn't notice that the other party's small steps were constantly approaching in one direction.

"I think we should consider what he said, maybe it can save us a lot of trouble." Mancini stood up leaning on the barrel, and the buckshot pierced his thigh: "I received news from Ji Wanbing, The witch needs our assistance, and the coordinates are not far from us."

Just when the players were about to accept Will's proposal, the cunning pirate leader had successfully squirmed to the position of the trap door, tapped his heel, and disappeared directly in place.

"I hope you have the opportunity to set foot on Treasure Island and make the Lannisters pay the price. Goodbye!" Will activated the teleportation ring on his hand as soon as he landed on the lower deck.

As an experienced pirate, Will has always spared his life, and spent most of his net worth on the ring in his hand, which can be used for medium and long-distance teleportation.

The teleportation location is already positioned, a secret property in another city far away from Port Anthony.

It was chosen by Will a long time ago as a hiding place for the elderly or for fleeing for his life. It not only hides a lot of money, but also enough food and fresh water for one person for three months.

Of course, Will never thought that he would use it so early. This was originally a retreat reserved by an old pirate out of caution.

"I knew that this kind of guy with a white face would not have the courage to fight to the end even if he was over middle-aged." The female warrior stood on the edge of the trap door, looked at the already empty space below, and spat out disdainfully. Drooled.

"Forget it, we still have serious things to do. This is the location sent by Ji Wanbing. We'd better hurry up." Mancini had already done a simple hemostasis treatment on his wound before, and he also felt a little regretful at this time .

A high-level person who knows the internal secrets of the pirate group will obviously bring a lot of convenience to the next plan of the retribution battle group.

"Old Li, we changed the place, this is our new ship!" Satisfied, Li Yanlong picked up the stabbing sword thrown at his feet, and pinned it on his waist in satisfaction.

The players ignored the dead bodies and wounded on the deck, and the pirates who took refuge in the players started the work of identifying friend and foe.

The pirates who were willing to join the players were assigned to their original positions. As for those who were unwilling, sorry, as long as they were still active pirates, they were not so stubborn.

In particular, a group of professionals on our own side were picked up by the opponent, and even Mr. Will ran away. There is no psychological pressure at all.

After counting, the players had nearly 100 pirates in their hands, and more than 30 wounded who could be saved. As for the rest, there were more than 80 corpses and more than 20 seriously injured.

Because the players acted quickly, most of the dead and wounded were shot and killed by the musketeers before. Of course, these murderers had also been wiped out by Wang Yue and the shadow assassin.

In this battle, the players seized a new type of pirate ship, fifteen cannons, nearly a hundred muskets, some high-quality gunpowder, and nothing else.

Of course, on the bottom deck of the new pirate ship, there are a hundred unidentified slaves, who are still responsible for powering the ship during attacks and headwinds.

No one will consider their ideas for a while, at least not until the players feel that the problem at hand has been solved.

The seriously wounded and some pirates were returned to the pirate ship occupied by the players before, and the new warship dragged the damaged pirate ship and set sail in the direction of the Far South Continent.

For those seriously wounded who were hit by muskets or who were bleeding excessively, with the existing medical conditions, even if Li Bingheng was exhausted to death, there was no way to save their lives.

They were placed on another ship only because the players could not accept the practice of throwing them directly into the sea for the time being.

That's how the pirates usually treat the seriously wounded.

On this side, the players regrouped and headed for a new goal, but on the other side, Will didn't have a smooth journey.

In the secret room engraved with the secret mark of teleportation, Will's face turned black, he lost his weapon, and the teleportation ring on his hand was also reduced to ashes.

The wealth accumulated over the years of cholera at sea, except for buying rings and weapons in his hands, the rest is basically stored on Treasure Island.

Considering the strange attitude of the Lannister family before, Will felt that he could consider the life of rehiring veteran workers after Dongfeng's resurgence.

However, when Will walked out of the secret room, intending to have a big meal to make up for his injured heart, an accident happened.

The hiding place that Will deliberately chose, which is neither lively nor close to the street, is a small independent villa with four or five rooms, located in the aristocratic area of ​​the city.

At this moment, the room was in a mess, seven or eight blood-stained, foul-smelling warriors in armor were devouring Will's food reserves.

When they saw Will appear from the secret room, both sides froze for a moment.

The soldiers, who were already in a state of high tension, drew their weapons one by one as if their hair had exploded, and rushed forward without even giving Will a chance to speak.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Suddenly, there was a series of bells ringing outside the window. The sound was like a death knell, making the group of embarrassed soldiers stand still in place as if they had been hit by a time-pause spell.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall warrior wearing a triangular metal helmet walked in. He didn't seem to be surprised by Will's sudden appearance.

The huge ax gun held on the shoulder by the triangular head left a deep mark on the wall very unfriendlyly, and there are already many similar marks on the wall densely.

"There's a new one? Just come out to help." Triangle Head's voice was loud and loud: "The plague corpse was found in the south. If you don't want to die today, you should be brave enough to kill. Now everyone follow me!"

The soldiers followed the triangular head out of the room in a daze. Will stood there and did not move, but the triangular head knocked on the wall with an ax and spear, and said impatiently: "I'm talking about everyone, don't let I repeat what I said."

Will doesn't know what's going on here, so he plans to follow along to see it first. Although the plague walking corpse doesn't sound very good, Will vaguely feels as if he jumped from a big pit into a bigger pit.

Will's feeling was right, and the moment he walked out of the room, he regretted that he hadn't surrendered before.

Dark clouds enveloped the entire sky. Although it was daytime, it was still gloomy. Huge crows surrounded the sky. The road originally paved with bluestone slabs was blackened by blood. I don’t know how many people were killed here. .

The smell of blood and corpses in the air made Will, an old pirate who was used to killing, feel sick.

On the side of the street, more than a dozen old people and women dragged corpses from unknown sources, piled them together numbly, and lit them with flames.

Everyone is dressed in tatters, like a walking dead, turning a blind eye to the environment in front of them.

Directly in front of Will, a wall of corpses blocked the street. A large number of wires passed through the corpses, fixing them together, as if afraid of them coming back to life again.

Will felt his bladder go limp, but he had no way out.

In this world, spellcasters have always been Tzeentch's favorite targets.

Most of them have a strong thirst for knowledge, and their moral concepts are very different from ordinary people. In many cases, you can't even tell whether a mage goes crazy because he was bewitched by Tzeentch or because of his nature.

In this regard, the Witch Kings have almost achieved the ultimate.

Most Witch Kings are not without moral values ​​and bottom lines, but they have obviously transcended the limits of the world and are used to seeing the whole world from a higher position.

For example, turning an entire continent into one's own testing ground, using all creatures on it as test subjects, or awakening the ancient Roman Empire from its slumber, and drawing inspiration from the sparks born after the collision of old and new civilizations .

For a while, Stuart felt that he was already a real spellcaster. It wasn't until he knew what kind of real spellcaster existed in this world through Tzeentch's vision, that he realized that he was just a convenient species of Victor. under a weed.

The unwillingness and strong desire for revenge in Stuart's heart, as well as his desire for magical power, made him continuously provide Tzeentch with power.

As the most patient and wise person among the four evil gods of chaos, Tzeentch was very generous.

talent? Not a problem, under the infusion and transformation of chaotic psychic energy, Stuart felt as if every pore of himself was actively absorbing the magical energy around him.

The sense of fullness made Stuart addicted to it, he had never had such an experience!

Knowledge? It's also not a problem. With Stuart's shallow understanding of magic skills, Tzeentch doesn't even need to instill those really powerful knowledge into him. Just some superficial knowledge makes this little apprentice proud and arrogant.

As for equipment and money? This is simply an insult to a real spell caster. If he wants to, even if he grabs a handful of dirt, he can spend it as real gold.

Stewart held the wand twisted from the flesh and blood of his closest relatives in his hand, and released a teleportation spell on the bottom of the sea, disappearing directly in the sea water.

Any real mage can see the hidden dangers in this way of casting magic that completely replaces magic with psionic energy and forcibly tears apart the space.

It is directly consuming the life of the caster. Not only that, but the spiritual energy fluctuations left by this spell in situ are still clear and variable even if it is more than ten kilometers away.

That pure taste of the warp made all nearby paladins who were in charge of detecting psionic fluctuations aware of its existence, as well as his real target - the castle of the witcher.

Dale Seaworth didn't understand why Chaos would attack the witcher's residence. Even when most of the paladins were out on missions, there were still more than a hundred priests in the castle.

Even if there is a small chaotic crack, they can hold on for a while.

Evil witches are at hand right now, and they must be dealt with before their situation gets worse!

PS: I don’t know how many people remember this triangular head. At the beginning, I wrote a total of three players, and they all appeared~2333. The forest ranger Alix was the first one, and this triangular head is the main story of this volume. key person.

PS: Thanks to the book friend @知白晓黑 for the reward, and thanks to the book friend @死恶一点点 for the reward

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