Pirates: From the Expulsion of Marie Gioia

Without any hesitation, Dracula directly stated his plan.

"Yes, it's a very interesting place."

"Would you like to go and see it with me?"

Hearing his words, Long shook his head slightly, rejecting the proposal.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in that."

"Let's get them settled first."

"And there is still a lot of work for the Revolutionary Army."

Dracula didn't pay too much attention and shrugged casually.

"Then I have to go by myself."

After answering a simple sentence, he continued to walk towards the depths with his graceful steps.

Looking at his back, Ivankov couldn't help admiring.

"Master Dracula, you are still so charming."

His words were approved by Lightning standing beside him.

"Indeed."

"Perhaps that's why we followed him."

A small episode ended like this.

Long led the crowd and continued to walk towards the upper floor.

Their direction is just opposite to that of Dracula.

After a while, Dracula came to the sixth floor "Infinite Hell" of the Advance City.

Looking at the dark gate in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help becoming a bit evil.

Immediately, Dracula stretched out his right hand and slowly pushed open the door in front of him.

With the sound of the door rubbing against the ground, the whole picture of the sixth floor came into his eyes.

The sound of the door ringing again still attracted the attention of the prisoners inside.

After all they are here and basically have nothing to do.

Therefore, it is easy to attract attention.

When they turned their heads to look, they were taken aback.

It was not Magellan, the new director they had imagined, but a handsome man.

However, they soon became excited.

After all, the delicate appearance made their body and mind, which had been settled for a long time, start to rippling.

Whether it's a man or a woman, it's a killer.

But some prisoners are still able to control their desires well.

After all, they still remembered the bloody lesson of provoking Magellan before.

However, this is only a minority.

Most of the prisoners, they stuck out their tongues and licked their parched lips.

Immediately, said ragingly.

"Ha ha ha, boy, come quickly, let me show you my big baby."

"That's right, I have them here too, so come here first."

"You bastards, you dare to snatch someone my mother likes, come here, come to me."

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Hearing the messy voice in his ear, Dracula's expression didn't change at all.

There was still a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, this smile is a bit playful.

He slowly moved his hand to the handle of the Yaodao Muramasa on his waist.

After that, the three-color domineering energy was directly poured into the sword by him.

However, this time, Dracula deliberately covered up the dangerous aura on the knife.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary knife.

One of the prisoners, seeing his appearance, laughed even louder.

"Hey ha ha ha, look what I found, that kid is actually playing with a knife."

"What's so interesting about knives, you'd better fencing with me, I'm a great swordsman."

"If you come here, I will forcefully teach you a few tricks."

Hearing his words, the rest of the prisoners in the cage also laughed wildly.

"Hey, boy, what a fool."

"As a collector of famous knives, I think that knife is nothing special."

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However, just as Dracula held his hand on the handle of the knife.

In the deepest cage on the sixth floor of the prison, a man suddenly opened his closed eyes.

His "ghost" eyes were faintly moving.

After a while, he said to himself with a sneer.

"What a bunch of idiots, that's not an ordinary knife."

"I was inside, and once again felt the aura of darkness and destruction."

"Is it your inheritor? Lockes."

After a moment of silence, he looked into the distance with burning eyes.

Although there is a cage blocking it, it seems that it can't resist his sight at all.

"It seems that the advance city has completely fallen into his hands."

"The sea is getting more and more interesting, and I can't be absent."

"Will you be my chance to leave?"

As his words fell, Dracula also pulled out the demon knife from his waist.

All I saw was that a bright blade glow emerged from the blade.

Then at an extremely fast speed, he rushed towards the most cheering prisoners.

They didn't even react, the knife light slashed across their bodies.

Accompanied by screams, blood splattered everywhere.

The prisoner in the cage opposite him touched his wet face with warm blood.

Suddenly, his smile froze on his face, and his body unconsciously fell to the ground.

He wiped his face indiscriminately, begging for mercy tremblingly.

"My lord, don't kill me."

"I didn't say anything just now."

As his words fell, several more frightened prisoners knelt down.

Looking at their appearance, Dracula immediately lost the mood to kill them.

Because such a weak person, he didn't bother to draw a knife.

Compared to killing them with a knife, Dracula still prefers to make these cowardly prisoners feel lonely and die here silently.