Pirates: At the top of the game, Demon God Barrett

When Ryder woke up from his grogginess, the first thing he saw was a gray sky.

Ryder, whose face was full of wrinkles and looked much older than when he was advancing into the city, slowly sat up and saw that on the ice not far in front of him, a mountain-like majestic back was tinkering with something.

"Barrett? You're here.

Ryder looked startled, and barely stood up, only to feel that the bones and muscles of his whole body were extremely sore.

I can't lift a little strength in my body.

Now I seem to have become an ordinary old man in my eighties and nineties.

The body is filled with weakness.

Ryder, who had just stood up, was about to step forward.

On the wide ice ahead, it suddenly trembled violently.

The area of the pack ice in a radius of several kilometers is bumpy and undulating.

The secluded sea, high and uplifting, then burst open.

A sea king with a body length of hundreds of meters was dragged by Barrett, lifted up from the sea, and fell fiercely on the island behind Ryder.

Rumble!

With a deafening explosion, the entire island shook.

Immediately, large clouds of smoke and dust billowed up.

The violent shaking made Ryder stand unsteadily, his body shook a few times, took a few steps back, and stumbled to sit on the ground.

On his old face, a look of helpless shame appeared.

"Hahahaha, Ryder, it's the first time I've seen you like this."

"How? It's not comfortable to become an ordinary person, right?

Barrett laughed, extended his right arm hundreds of meters long, turned into countless flesh and blood particles, and retracted with a bang.

He strode to the island of oblivion, and at the look of Ryder's eyelids, he lifted him up.

"What are you going to do? Put me down!

The corners of Ryder's eyebrows twitched, shy and annoyed.

"It's just for you to suck some blood and recover."

"Hey, what kind of disgusted expression are you? I came not far away to save your life.

"At least say thank you first."

Ignoring Ryder's annoyed voice, Barrett lifted him up and walked over to the giant Aquaman who was still struggling.

This is a strange fish with a shark's head and dozens of thick octopus tentacles on its lower body.

"What kind of sea king is this, it looks a little cute."

Barrett put Ryder down, touched his chin and looked up at the sea king in front of him.

"Cute?"

The corners of Ryder's mouth twitched.

Your kid's definition of cute is also too outrageous, right?

"Roar!!"

Seeing Barrett appear in front of him, the struggling giant octopus shark suddenly opened a pair of chaotic white dead fish eyes and stared at him.

The body hundreds of meters long is like a small mountain, which is very oppressive.

The octopus shark opened a bloody mouth and let out a strange cry, deafening and bloody.

The dozens of shots that danced like a ball of wool on the lower body suddenly whistled and swung towards Barrett.

Barrett stood in place without moving, but his eyes froze, and a majestic overlord-colored domineering aura was like a storm hammer, which slammed into the octopus shark's head.

Boom!

The shark's head, which was hundreds of meters old, suddenly trembled violently and fell back.

The octopus shark's stupid head appeared for a short period of blanks.

Dozens of thick tentacles also stopped in mid-air and did not fall.

Barrett waved his right hand, stretched out his big hand, and pressed it on the head of this strange fish, and the few remaining thunder and lightning power in his hand spewed out, penetrating through the thick musculoskeletal of the strange fish, deep into the head, and the chaotic brain pulp in the cranial cavity was suddenly electrified.

The inside of the head was burned through by a powerful electric current, and the tentacles raised by the strange fish suddenly fell limply and landed on the ground.

Barrett raised his right hand again, the flesh and blood particles squirmed, and the shape of his right hand changed, turning into a shiny long knife, and slashing at the head of the fish in front of him.

Swish!

A hundred-meter-long slash flew out, splitting the strange fish in two.

The slash was so powerful that even the ground lying under the monster fish was cut open, forming a long large crack.

Barrett looked at his restored right hand and felt very satisfied.

Unexpectedly, he actually had the potential to become a big sword hao.

I have never learned to use a sword in my life, and with this body that is so powerful that it exceeds the limits of the human body, it can easily crush the vast majority of sword masters on this sea.

He turned his head to look at Ryder beside him and grinned, "How about Ryder?" Is my move a sword qi chopper?

Ryder glanced at the sea king class that was divided in two, and said lightly: "It can be regarded as."

Barrett's eyes lit up, "So am I a big sword hao?"

Ryder glanced at him obliquely and did not speak, but the expression of that Mu Ran already explained what Ryder meant.

You have even touched the sword, you haven't learned it, and you are embarrassed to call yourself a great sword hao?

Barrett ignored his indifferent face, grabbed the dozens of huge octopus tentacles and stepped aside, wanting to get some barbecued octopus or something.

Ryder was thrown aside by him, looked at the huge cut wound on the monster fish, the sticky blood that was pouring out like a waterfall, stuck out his tongue, licked his chapped lips, and slowly stepped forward.

Boom goo.

Ryder leaned his head up and began to quickly absorb the blood of the Sea Kings.

As the blood was absorbed, his face gradually turned red.

The complexion is recovering, and the strength in the body is being recovered little by little.

The strength slowly filled the whole body, and the previous weak and painful, like the uncomfortable feeling of an ordinary old man who was about to die, also quickly subsided.

As his power returned, Ryder sucked blood faster.

After a few minutes, the huge shark's head like a small mountain completely dried up, turning into a huge specimen like dead wood, as if it had been placed in this place for hundreds of years and dried.

And Ryder's state at this time also returned to the appearance of an old man in his fifties and sixties.

A silver white hair mixed with black hair was tidied up by his hands and neatly tied behind his head.

Patting away the dirt and dust on his body, Ryder subconsciously looked at Barrett on the other side.

"Huh?"

The moment he turned his head, Ryder was stunned.

On the spacious island, the sea king torso, with dozens of thick octopus tentacles, has disappeared out of thin air.

Barrett, on the other hand, was wiping his mouth, as if he was reminiscing about something.

What happened?

On Ryder's head, a question mark slowly appeared.

I'll drink a bloody kung fu, and you'll eat half of the sea king class at all?

Do magic to you!

Barrett burped, thinking back to his move to eat dozens of giant octopus tentacles just now, and many strange thoughts instantly popped up in his mind.

He didn't eat it little by little.

Instead, he directly disintegrated his body, turned into swarm-like particles of flesh and blood, and washed over the half-sea king torso.

Like marching ants in a primeval forest, quickly drowning its prey.

Just for a moment.

The mountain-like food was devoured.

This efficiency of digesting food is a hundred times higher than simply eating?