The Pirate's Enchantment of Everything

Blood passed through the wound on Yas's forehead and covered his eyes, and the world became bright red.At such a close distance, Yas could no longer wave the iron pipe in his hand. He loosened his fingers and the cold iron pipe fell quietly.Then he clenched his palm tightly, like a tough rock, and waved it violently, even creating a cyclone around him, and even the air was slightly distorted.The power of Yas's body quickly gathered and condensed into a point on Yas's fist. The moment it came into contact with the shadow, it was like a sudden eruption of a volcano, and the power that had been accumulated for a long time was poured out crazily with the "Battle Power" move. Last time, Yas used the iron pipe to deal with Xiaoba, but after strengthening the physical skills and with the blessing of precise control, this punch exploded with unprecedented terrifying power. Damn it... this is the shadow. The first thought after reacting was Yasna's fist getting bigger and bigger. "Boom", terrifying air waves exploded from Yas's body in all directions, making the whole ship tremble slightly.The shadow was like a cannonball that was shot away and smashed into the cabin with a bang, making a huge hole in the seemingly noble-looking cabin.Roads of smoke and dust flew up, and for a moment, the soldiers in the cabin who were about to come out to support were stunned and looked at each other. "The one who flew over just now...is Master Shadow." A soldier looked at Yas who was rubbing his wrist and asked in disbelief. "It seems so." Each of these soldiers seemed to have lost their souls. As the king's personal bodyguards, none of them knew how ruthless this Lord Shadow was.But no one has ever complained. The reason is that his strength has been strong enough to suppress all dissatisfaction, but now he was beaten away by an unknown boy. This made these soldiers a little bit unable to accept it for a while. "You're next, you bastard kid." Yas struggled to pull his legs out of the big pit where he was standing, jumped up slightly, and came to the already lost Prince Cole, looking at him coldly. he. "No, you can't kill me, I'm a prince." Prince Cole no longer looked as lustful as before. Instead, he sat on the boat with a frightened look on his face, watching the figure of Yas gradually walking in. , retreating in fear. "Yes, I am a prince, you can't kill me." Cole seemed to have grasped the last straw, and finally kept shouting: "I am a prince, you can't kill me." A stream of yellow liquid sprayed on Cole's body. The smell of urine flowed out, making Yas frown impatiently. "Prince, you are so spineless." Yas shook his head and swung the iron pipe in his hand to kill him directly, so as not to embarrass himself here.Yas played a few stick tricks with the iron pipe in his hand, turned around and stared at the remaining soldiers who were still hesitating.Dots of blood stains remained on Yas's face, making his appearance at this time look particularly ferocious and ferocious.Especially after he took care of a royal family without blinking an eye.These guys should still be able to contribute one percent.While the soldiers were trying to overcome their fears, Yas had silently begun to convert these guys into experience points needed to improve their physique. "What's going on?" A powerful roar came from the cabin, attracting Yas's attention.The camera moved to the cabin, where the bloated and greasy king was squatting next to the seriously injured shadow, his expression a bit ugly.He originally wanted to see why the intruder hadn't been caught in front of him for so long, but he didn't expect this scene. "Where are the gangsters?" King Vitus' voice suddenly dropped. The atmosphere at the scene told him that the situation at this time might not be good.Shadow is already the strongest guard under his command, but he has fallen here at this time, and the result of the battle is already obvious. "Hello, Your Majesty King." Yas slowly walked into the cabin, still in the mood to say hello to the bloated king, but his eyes were full of banter, and there was no trace of a smile.Every time Yas took a step, the surrounding guards took a step back, and finally even made way for him. "What... do you want?" Vitus breathed out fiercely, but he did not make a fool of himself like his son. He knew that these soldiers were no longer reliable, and the only thing that could save his life now was his own value. "I can give you whatever money you want." "One hundred million Baileys, five hundred million Baileys, one billion Baileys, I can give it to you." Waiters stared at Yas, as if he wanted to be in Yas's eyes. See his desire. "You are indeed worthy of being a king. I will give you one billion Baileys as promised." The teasing look in Yas's eyes became more serious, which made Vitus and the surrounding soldiers tremble with fear.It's as if there is some savage beast hidden in this human body. "This guy made everything on his own initiative. I can give him to you and you can make him a slave. Now, you can torture him as much as you want." Waiters finally started to panic. He pushed the unknown shadow behind him, The voice already had a hint of admonishment.The shadow behind him was not dead yet, half-raising his eyes. After hearing these words, his eyes that were not bright at first became even duller.As expected by Yas, while he gained terrifying speed, he also lost his body's defensive ability, becoming more like a partial assassin.He is invincible against enemies that are not as fast as him, but once his movement is restricted, he is easily hit hard. "It's a pity, I want your life." Yas withdrew his gaze, quickly stopped his playful expression, and flashed his body, leaving a swirling air current in place.Before all the soldiers could react, they rushed to the king and struck him on the head with a stick.No one expected that Yas would suddenly attack, but even if they did, no one could stop Yas. "No..." Yas didn't give the disgusting king a chance to finish his sentence. He went down and cut off his life, leaving only a little blood on the shadow behind him.But at this time, the shadow seemed to have lost all consciousness, and his eyes were open without any focus. After the death of the nominal master, he had lost all motivation, and he did not even know what the meaning of his life was. ....This is the sorrow of every dead soldier.