Pirate of Darkness

"Pirate Lord of Darkness ()"!

"What a strong fighting ability." Looking at the white-haired boy's counter-attack, they were undoubtedly amazed. Tiqi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help sighing.

This series of actions, the minimalist killing methods, and decisiveness did not look like a boy who was only about ten years old at all.

"It's him. Two years before I left the Kingdom of Kuroyer, he appeared on the battlefield of the Cannon Fodder Battalion. Before I left, he survived every battle. He was a little hesitant at first. But in just a few wars, he completely transformed, like a killing machine, he started killing people when he was only five years old." Ke Si looked at the boy, although so many years had passed, he was very impressed with this boy. The impression is still very deep.

"You know, young children like this are the most likely to die in the battlefield, and they will easily become the targets of those adults. However, he has survived in the battlefield again and again, and he was still cautious at the beginning. Yes, and in the back, he started to kill the enemy head-on. I have seen him many times with his own eyes. He was in a dangerous situation, but he always fought back at the critical moment. This is a monster with super fighting talent."

The word "monster" can show that Coss is serious. After sailing on the great waterway for three years, he is well-informed, and he is not the kind of person who talks big.

The word "monster" had only been used against Tiki and Barrett in his mouth before.

"I didn't expect that three years later, he would still be alive." Ke Si couldn't help but sigh.

"Kose, so it has been five years now, and he was only five years old when he went to the battlefield. What's going on? Although he is a child, it is impossible for him to go to the battlefield so early." Wallace endured kept asking.

Going to the battlefield at the age of five is too cruel. I thought it would be terrifying for Cos to start killing at the age of seven. I didn’t expect that there is something even more terrifying now, going to the battlefield at the age of five.

At such a young age, going to the battlefield and killing people are not the same concept, but Cos is a gunner, and long-range sniping and melee fighting are not the same concept.

"This thing is like this. They are all orphans. They were brought up by the military. They practiced killing skills since they were young. They were raised until they were five years old and began to go to the battlefield. After all, raising children also costs money. The kingdom's funds cannot be all Spend on these children, they are just orphans, and the Kingdom Army is not an orphanage." Cos said indifferently, for all this, he is used to all this when he often goes to the edge of the battlefield.

"Besides, there are orphans everywhere in the kingdom. After one batch leaves, another batch will come again. A large number of orphans are born every year, so we don't have to worry about the source of students at all. Moreover, the main combat power is the death row prisoners and slaves."

"Then what's his name? Do you know?" Looking at the silver-haired boy who was killing people on the battlefield,

No one could stop him at all, and many people came to stop him, only turning into corpses and falling to the ground.

"I checked, but there is no name." Ke Si shook his head, "these orphans don't have names, some have, some don't, but the moment they entered the orphanage established by the military, they lost their names. Code name, his code name is 8."

"8, it symbolizes darkness." Tichi couldn't help laughing, "It fits well with our Night Pirates!"

The meaning of Tiqi is already very obvious, he has already taken a fancy to this young man, this is an extremely sharp blade. It would be a pity to just stay here, and finally die on this battlefield. If he stays here forever, Barrett's past experiences will be his end.

"This is destiny!" Hearing Tiqi's words, Koskos helped his monocle and said with a smile.

"I already feel good luck." Baccarat stroked her short red hair behind her ears.

"A new companion!" Wallace was a little excited.

"It seems that we have to work harder." Nelson said involuntarily.

This young man's fighting talent and fighting ability are more than half of them. He is a little weak physically, but he also shows great strength. However, they can all see that he is very thin and malnourished now. He hasn't eaten enough food all the time, once these supplements, his body develops normally, his fighting power will increase exponentially.

put a lot of pressure on them.

At this time, the boy is still fighting, he is too strong, only at this time, killing, he can feel life, feel the passing of life, and feel his own existence.

The teenager wears a red shoulder strap on his right shoulder, and a "8" is printed on his right trousers. He is bare-chested and has a very thin body. The bones are clearly visible, and there are scars and scars on his body. , These are the traces of the battles he left behind over the years.

If killing is an art, it is fully displayed on his body, no matter in terms of strength or speed, he does not have an obvious advantage, but there is no superfluous movement, time after time Avoiding the attacks aimed at him one by one, every time he swung the weapon in his hand, it seemed that he would kill a life, or block a blow aimed at him just right.

It seems that he thinks that his killing efficiency is too low, and the battle is also rapidly consuming his physical strength. At some point, the weapon in his hand has changed, and it has become a knife. The sharp blade is more effective in killing than the iron rod. It is easier and uses less force.

His title of white-haired devil was earned time and time again. At some point, someone yelled out this title in fear, and more and more people in the cannon fodder camps on both sides knew about him, because of his powerful Records, in the high-level of the Cannon Fodder Battalion in the Kingdom of Kuroyer, they also said that as long as they kill the white-haired devil, they will be free.

Because the originally balanced battlefield is even out of balance because of the white-haired devil.

Although the reputation is very terrifying, the personnel of the cannon fodder battalions on both sides have been updating. They are willing to take risks for the benefit and the future. What's more, the so-called white-haired devil is just a ten-year-old boy who looks very thin. Neither are powerful.

In every big battle, he will face the siege of many people.

Because of his outstanding performance, eight more adults ganged up and attacked him together.

They need to contain Number Eight, otherwise, their camp will collapse completely.

These people are also people who survived the battlefield, and their strength is not weaker than elite soldiers. In order to deal with No. 8, they were specially transferred from other battlefields. The junction of the two kingdoms is very long, and the entire edge There is not only one battlefield here, but many places.

They were transferred from other cannon fodder battalions with the promise of great benefits. As long as they killed the white-haired devil, they would be completely free and get a fortune.

Eight people surrounded No. 8 in all eight directions, as if they didn't want to leave a gap for him to escape, and all of them held sharp long knives in their hands.

Kingdoms have kingdom rules. Compared with stability, the rules between kingdoms cannot be broken. This is a tacit understanding between the two warring countries.

The cannon fodder battalion can only be dealt with by the cannon fodder battalion. If other elite soldiers are used to deal with the cannon fodder battalion, as long as one party initiates this, the other party will do the same. When the rules are broken, everything will become more complicated. chaos, will stop at nothing.

At that time, the assassination of generals, nobles, and even the king will happen, and foreign aid will be invited. At that time, the scale of the war may expand and spread to the hinterland of the two countries, which they do not want.

Therefore, to deal with No. 8, they could only use some special means within the rules.

Each of these eight people is covered with leather armor and holds sophisticated weapons in their hands. Compared with other members of the cannon fodder battalion, this equipment is undoubtedly very luxurious and enviable.

Even in such a dangerous situation, Number Eight is not nervous at all, very calm.

He has experienced too many things like this. It would be good if he just died on the battlefield. He is a little tired. What is the meaning of life? Only death?

However, he is looking for it, he will not die so easily, and he will definitely go all out.

"Go to hell, white-haired devil, do your part for our freedom, and give us your head." One of them took an elite long knife and moved forward two steps quickly behind his left, with both hands Holding the long knife, the sharp point pointed at No. 8's body.

At the same time as he shot, three more people shot, in the four directions of No. 8, and there were four more people to prevent No. 8 from escaping. At the same time, there was no tacit understanding between them. There were too many people fighting, and they would be confused with each other. Some bad influences.

They had all seen the fighting situation on No. 8 before, so they were very vigilant, and they didn't treat No. 8 just because he was only a ten-year-old child.

And this No. 8 has lived on this battlefield for five years, surpassing most of the cannon fodder.

Facing the knife in the back, No. 8's skin felt a chill, but he was not afraid. Facing the knife, his legs bent slightly.

Leaping forward, doing a backflip in the air, and leaping three meters high, just like that, avoiding the knife stabbing at him. The last knife slashed, and blood spattered out. The wallets on their bodies were useless, and they would not cover their necks no matter what.

This time the counterattack made the hearts of the others freeze, one died so quickly, and now, with the death of one person, Number Eight has already approached the periphery, and quickly bent down to pick up the person who was killed by him. long knife.

The moment he grabbed the long knife, he rushed directly to a person on the periphery. He quickly thought of a way to break the situation, and he would definitely fall into a passive position in the process of being surrounded.

Such a sharp reaction, before, Tiqi had only seen Voss.

Number Eight, who was holding two knives, was even more powerful. He swung a long knife, facing the knife of Number Eight, he quickly raised his knife to resist, but at the next moment, the other knife of Number Eight had already swung over, and the tip of the knife was slashed. over his neck.

In the blink of an eye, two people died, and their encirclement was completely torn open.

No. 8, who had already reached the periphery, was unstoppable. After killing the two people, he rushed directly to the two adults on the left. In order to prevent himself from being surrounded, he first chose the person on the periphery as his first target.

At this time, Tiqi and the others had a deeper understanding of the killing machine that Cos said. There were no redundant movements, and all the movements were preparations for killing.

At some point in the sky, it began to rain heavily. The clouds were densely covered, and the rain continued to fall, mixed with blood.

It seems to want to wash away death and pain.

However, it cannot be washed away, because the war is still going on. This kind of battlefield with only hundreds of people is not considered a war. In the entire battlefield, this is just a small friction, which is irrelevant, but for the people in the cannon fodder battalion Said, this is already a war.

The death is still going on, and many corpses have been laid on the battlefield. No one cares about these corpses, because they have been experiencing it all the time, and they are used to it.

In the cannon fodder camp, life is worthless. If you don't kill, if you don't live, then it has no value.

The silver-haired boy No. 8 is worthy of the title of devil. In such a battlefield, after breaking the game, holding the blood-stained double knives and reaping the lives, the remaining six adults who besieged him died soon after. under the knife.

Lives fell one by one, and someone stared closely at the straps on the shoulders of the fallen corpses. After snatching five shoulder straps, they began to flee, toward the rear of the battlefield, toward the direction of the cannon fodder battalion.

For those who live, only their own lives are the most important. Some people pretended to be dead at the beginning of the battle, and after their companions killed the opponent and grabbed the shoulder belt, they directly attacked secretly, killing themselves and seriously injuring them companion.

In a battlefield with hundreds of people, only dozens of people can survive in the end. It is the same every time. There are many such small battlefields. The death toll is terrible. It is like a meat grinder, more than the main battlefield. .

Those who were still alive fled one after another, and fewer and fewer people survived on the battlefield. Some were still fighting, and some were looking for the enemy's shoulder straps among piles of corpses. After all, in the midst of killing, it is impossible Take the shoulder strap every time you kill a person, it is easy to be attacked by other people.

The silver-haired boy didn't care about the shoulder straps at all. The last person fell down, gasping for breath, with blood-stained double knives, blood and rainwater dripping continuously from the tip of the knives.

Surrounded by corpses, except for him, there is no longer any living person, blood is flowing like a river, and the pain, despair and unwillingness left on the face of the dead come into view.

"I'm the only one left. What is the meaning of life? Is it just killing? Is it living?"

The silver-haired boy looked at the corpses around him, his eyes were a little confused, and he muttered to himself.

The rain fell on his body, and a faint mist appeared in the air, making his figure look a little hazy, and it seemed to cover the blood on the battlefield with a layer of mist.

Suddenly, his eyes caught a flower, a white flower in full bloom.

He couldn't help being taken aback, walked quickly to the flower, squatted down carefully, "It's the flower from that time." In the previous battlefield, he also saw this flower in the same place, but at that time it was only a flower. A flower bud, but now it is in full bloom, very beautiful, which attracted his attention.

"Why is it here? Don't you know it's dangerous here?" The boy frowned and asked, staring at the flower.

However, after waiting for a long time, the flower did not tell him the answer, because it could not speak.

"Why? Why don't you answer me?" The young man seemed a little annoyed as he looked at the flower that showed nothing. "Could it be that you are ignoring me."

He wants to feel his own existence, and killing can make him feel life and his existence.

He picked up a knife that he had put on the ground, raised it up, and pointed the tip of the knife at the flower, as if he wanted to stab it.

"Don't do this." A voice came suddenly, and the young man reacted sharply, picked up his two knives, turned sideways, and was ready to fight, as if he would explode at any moment.

At some point, a person stood behind him, Tiqi came, and the rain soaked his skirt.

And the young man looked at Tiqi very vigilantly, holding the knife in his hand tightly, as if only weapons could give him a sense of security.

"There is no such thing as being alive and meaningful." Tiqi looked at him and smiled faintly. After hearing what Tiqi said, the boy stood up slowly.

"However, if you live, you may find interesting things, and you may find the meaning of life." Tiqi looked at the boy and smiled. The boy turned around and stood face to face with Tiqi, looking at Tiqi.

"It's like you found that flower, just like I found you." Tiqi smiled, stretched out his left hand, and gently stroked the boy's right cheek.

For some reason, the young man didn't resist, he was stunned, his hands couldn't help but let go, and the two knives fell to the ground like this.

so warm! The boy couldn't help thinking in his heart, feeling the temperature of Tiqi's hand, it seemed to melt his heart.

"You don't have a name." Tiki's words made the young man's heart feel a little down, but the next sentence, the young man's heart suddenly lifted up to the peak, "Then I will give you a name, Kaguya, and your name will be in the future. It's called Huiye."

"Hui, Kaguya." The boy couldn't help but widen his eyes. For some reason, he could feel the joy in his heart, as if he could feel the meaning of existence.

"Come with me. In this battlefield, it is meaningless to continue fighting." Tiqi smiled, turned around, and left.

Huiye was stunned for a moment, looking at Tiqi's leaving figure, for some reason, his body suddenly moved by itself, and he couldn't help following Tiqi, following behind Tiqi.

The address of the latest chapter of Pirate: Lord of Darkness:

The reading address of the full text of Pirate: Lord of Darkness:

TXT download address of Pirate: Dark Lord:

One Piece: The Dark Ruler of Mobile Reading:

For the convenience of reading next time, you can click "Favorite" below to record this (Chapter 135 Kaguya) reading record, and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!

If you like "Pirate of Darkness", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()