??Chapter 292: Chapter 290: Great Pirate Omar_1
Chapter 292: Chapter 290: Great Pirate Omar_1
“Whoosh!”
A pure fla arrow detached from the longbow.
This arrow, made entirely of fla, flew through the thick glass in a way incomprehensible to ordinary people and sped towards the person dozens of ters away.
“Wha…”
The bulky female pirate had just sensed sothing amiss when her innate sense of danger made her react instantly, rolling forward, but even so, the arrow still pierced her shoulder.
Boom!
A surging fla erupted on her body.
“Aaargh!”
A scream ca out from her mouth.
Seeing this at the port, everyone was in shock, not expecting soone to take action here.
“Who? Who dares to lay a hand on this madwoman! This one has so troubleso moves!”
“Tsk tsk, looks like there’s a show to watch. It’s probably an enemy from her past seeking revenge.”
“Seeking revenge? I think they’re crazy. This is Omar’s territory. Who dares to make a move here, wanting a death wish?”
“…”
The crowd speculated about the reasons.
anwhile, it was only then that Dog Brother realized what had happened and gritted his teeth: “You just went ahead and did it?!”
He had initially been so shocked by the sight of that fat woman brutally killing a lovely young lady on the spot that he had been stunned for a mont and didn’t stop the man in ti.
Though he also disapproved of that behavior, he knew very clearly that making a move here would likely cause no small amount of trouble.
“Sorry, I just couldn’t stand to watch that happen.” “Surfing for Pigs” put away his longbow and headed towards the submarine’s watertight exit, seemingly planning to go out.
“You…”
Dog Brother paused mid-sentence, but did not continue with any phrases like “Do you know how much trouble you’re bringing us by doing this?”
After all, the deed was done, and they had to figure out a way to solve it.
He now had a concrete appreciation for just how true it was that the other person “100% caused additional incidents.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take responsibility for my own actions… Watch out!”
“Surfing for Pigs,” about to leave, suddenly felt a mysterious sense of danger approaching. Although his “Tyrant Body” lacked the limited-edition “Deadly Insight,”
he still felt that so danger seed to be looming…
Just at that mont, through a crack in the submarine, a creepy scarecrow crawled in.
“So it was you who ambushed .”
As soon as these words were spoken, the eerie scarecrow exploded violently like a balloon stretched to its limits, and countless tiny crimson spores spread out…
The three inside the submarine held their breath, feeling a tingling on their scalps, but they didn’t dare to slow down their actions, each pulling out their own counters.
Dog Brother deftly stabbed his dagger into the scarred palm of his left hand, followed by his body being imdiately covered in an abnormal shadow that also protected “Naming is Hard” by his side…
“Surfing for Pigs” flicked his bow, and a curtain of fire imdiately engulfed those tiny, invisible dust spores.
Despite their quick reactions, so spores still imperceptibly invaded their vicinity, attempting to infiltrate their bodies.
At that mont, a layer of silver light shimred on their skin, blocking all the spores.
“That was close…”
Dog Brother took a breath of relief, but before he could breathe again, he found that his nostrils seed to be blocked as well.
At the sa ti, information from the Nano Intellectual chanism surfaced on the retinas of the three of them.
“Please refrain from breathing temporarily to avoid inhaling dangerous spore dust.”
Although it was their first encounter with this device, they all knew that this was a contingency plan left by Brother Shunzi, and they held their breath accordingly.
With their physical condition, holding on for a while was definitely not a problem.
However, unlike them, the pirate hostages inside the submarine weren’t so lucky.
After the attack, their eyeballs rolled around like chaleons, emitting strange and delighted laughter as sothing wriggled beneath their skin.
The three could see that under their skin, sothing was growing rapidly, and then infecting and overrunning their bodies.
Clearly, it would probably not take long for all the pirate hostages here to die.
“Let’s get out of here first.”
Dog Brother didn’t delay, leading the three through the submarine’s wall, directly arriving above the port.
At this mont, they saw the woman who had just been shot through the shoulder with skin bulging continuously, as one after another burning scarecrow burrowed out of her skin.
With each scarecrow that appeared, the flas on her body diminished rapidly, and even the burn wounds were transferred.
Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at the group who had already arrived above the port…
“No matter who you are, you’re dead for sure!” Pirate Livina spoke with resentnt filling her voice.
And just as she spoke, she quickly took out several glass vials resembling test tubes from her body and squeezed them forcefully with her right hand, shattering them and letting various colored liquids seep into her palm.
Then, she lifted her hand, aiming at the few individuals who had launched an attack on her…
“Die!”
As the word fell, her right palm exploded violently, from which dozens of tendrils lashed out towards the people a dozen ters away.
At that sa mont, several Four-Ard Citizens brandishing sharp claws stood in front of Dog Brother, cutting off the incoming tendrils.
“Move, kill them fast!”
Without hesitation, Dog Brother commanded the Four-Ard Citizens while also taking out an ancient-looking round fan, and with a forceful wave, he sent dozens of sharp wind blades flying rapidly, shredding the tendrils to pieces.
While he was fending off the enemy upfront, “Surfing for Pigs” didn’t delay either, speedily drawing his longbow and successively shooting fire arrow after fire arrow.
However, this ti, with the enemy prepared, the arrows were not so easily hitting their mark.
But at the sa mont, Livina’s pirates also took action; a pirate swam stealthily to near “Surfing for Pigs” amidst the clash and suddenly leaped out of the water, swinging a rusted saber filled with corrosive force.
“Heh heh.” “Surfing for Pigs” spun around, using the bow as a club, and delivered a heavy blow to the opponent’s head. With a loud thud, the pirate’s upper body instantly exploded.
The eyeballs flying in mid-air still seed to carry an expression of disbelief.
“Haven’t you heard that an archer who can’t fight up close is not a good warrior?”
“Surfing for Pigs” mocked.
The trendous strength made Dog Brother and a bunch of onlookers gape in amazent…
Dog Brother quickly spoke up, “See if you can perform a beheading. I’ll hold off the pawns.”
“Okay!”
“Surfing for Pigs” grabbed a handful of beans, stuffed them into his mouth, and stealthily pulled out a round tal object from the Storage Room weighing at least 300 pounds and casually tossed it out before charging directly at the enemy.
“Clang—”
Naming is Hard suddenly pulled open the collar of his shirt, revealing his chest, and imdiately after, three rusty chains shot out from a “gate” on his chest.
They wrapped around the opponents, and during this process, so eerie tendrils tried to block them.
But as soon as they touched the chains, they lost their strength and went limp.
This was an abnormal “Binding Chain” that had fused with his body; it sohow entered and went dormant inside of him when dealing with an anomaly, and then he gained the power of this thing.
“Damn it!” Livina’s eyes flashed with malice, not expecting these guys to be such a tough fight.
Seeing the man with the ridiculous mask charging at her, her throat pulsed, seeming like she was about to spit sothing out…
But it was at that mont…
Clang.
A heavy lead ball fell from the sky, smashing straight onto her head, caving in her skull, and almost knocking her eyes out of their sockets…
“Since when…” She was stunned, writhing all over her body, her wounds seeming to be shifting.
“You’ve never seen it, have you? A lead ball falling from the sky.”
Not giving the old witch a chance to heal her wounds, “Surfing for Pigs” seized the opportunity, swung the longbow, which was taller than a man, and smashed it onto her body. Blood and flesh exploded, and her organs turned to mush.
The beheading was complete!
At the sa ti, the pirates watching the scene were all in shock—
Had the notoriously infamous Evil Witch Pirate Group just been wiped out?
The whole encounter had not even lasted two minutes before it ca to an abrupt end?
Rembering the old witch’s fearso reputation, many of them felt it was sowhat unreal…
After winning the battle, “Surfing for Pigs” didn’t pay attention to them; he intended to approach those Fishn, who looked quite large, to rescue them, but he noticed that they were staring back at him with terror, their eyes filled with fright.
“Don’t be afraid, I’m a good guy.”
“Surfing for Pigs” wiped the sticky blood off his face and said so.
However, before he could continue to calm the scared rmaids, he suddenly heard a commotion among the surrounding pirates and then, as if having seen so terrifying thing, they panicked and fled in all directions.
At the sa ti, a sense of deadly danger washed over him.
“They’re not afraid of , but of sothing behind !”
“Surfing for Pigs” quickly realized sothing, turned around, and saw a three-ter-tall figure in a black robe standing behind him.
From that figure, an unbearable, oppressive force emanated.
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