I made the myth template

"Beep beep!"

At this time, the long siren sound blew along the sea breeze.

Among the black clouds of smoke burning on the iron-clad ships, more than a dozen smaller but also 80-meter-long huge warships slowly entered from the sea level.

When leaving the port city of Veloster.

This vanguard fleet has more than 30 ships, but now, only one-third of the warships have crossed the stormy sea.

This is still under the condition that the fog is greatly reduced and the magnetic field is restored.

The most elite fleet in Veloster has suffered such a huge loss. It is conceivable that in normal times, when the stormy sea area is more dangerous and complicated, it is simply a desperate situation with no return.

During the past hundreds of years.

More than one sea emperor completely disappeared in the black sea area and became history.

More than a dozen warships.

Every ship had more or less scars, but even if it was severely hit, the morale of the pirates was not too seriously affected.

in contrast.

The long sea voyage made them even more "hungry".

Only killing, only blood.

Only to soothe this tyrannical emotion.

……

The Great Isle of Farghi is a vast island.

In addition to the large number of human gatherings in the southern Moon Kingdom and its nearby areas, there are more or less traces of human activities in other places on the Yuanxi Giant Island.

People living in this land gather in an environment with relatively rich natural resources.

These people who have gathered and lived together in a specific environment for a long time have formed tribes and civilizations with different cultures in the post-apocalyptic world.

The end is cold and cruel, but there is still warmth between people.

If the boundless giant island of Yuanxi is a black curtain, then those civilizations born on the island are the shining pearls on the curtain.

The Sangluo tribe is one of these civilizations that is not particularly eye-catching.

This group lives in the form of tribes by the sea, and some people in the group have the ability to communicate with wild animals.

When the pirates' ironclad ships stopped on the shore and the sharp and piercing sirens sounded, the Sanluo tribe living nearby had already noticed it.

In the red light of sunset.

Those giant iron-clad ships that were as huge and ferocious as hills were a sight these natives had never seen before.

"Outsiders, what are you doing here?"

The old patriarch of the Sangluo tribe is an old man in his 70s, with gray temples and light blue pupils, which are deeply sunken in the eye sockets.

He is thin and straight, holding a purple satin as a gift in his hand.

Behind the old patriarch, more than a dozen tall adult men held bamboo spears and glanced over the pirates with vigilant or fearful eyes.

The old patriarch is more than 70 years old this year. Such an age is quite rare after the golden age, especially in the complex environment in the wild.

Over the long years, what has been accumulated is the maturity and wisdom that match it.

When these pirates appeared in their field of vision, the old patriarch had already anticipated that there might be danger coming.Therefore, from the very beginning, he had already made two-handed preparations.

on the one hand.

Before coming out to meet these pirates and make contact with them.

All the women and children in the tribe have moved towards the depths of the forest along the secret path.

At the same time, when facing these pirates, the old patriarch also made full preparations and used the highest standard to receive this group of guests who came from the far sea.It is hoped that this potential conflict can be resolved peacefully.

"Hello."

Badr came from the crowd and pushed away the vicious pirates in front of him.

"Don't know who you are?"

Obviously, there was always a smile on his face, and the gentle Badr looked much more kind than the pirates around him.

After seeing Baldr, the old patriarch's breathing slowed down, and he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed.

"As you can see."

Badr spread his hands, smiled and said kindly: "I am the captain of this fleet. The main purpose of coming here is to find something in this island. This matter has nothing to do with you. If it causes trouble, I'm very sorry."

talking.

He gently inserted the rapier in his hand on the ground, put the other hand on his chest, bowed gracefully and saluted.

"You are too kind."

The old patriarch showed a smile on his face.

The outsiders looked much more kind than he had imagined, and it seemed that he judged people by their appearance and wrongly blamed them... The old patriarch thought apologetically.

"It's okay, if you have any problems to solve, we are always here to help you."

The old patriarch slightly raised his palm holding the satin, "Here are some small gifts we prepared for you."

"Coincidentally."

Badr reached out to take it, and handed the silk to Velen who was beside him. He laughed, his eyes seemed to be narrowed: "Just in time, we also prepared gifts for you when we came."

"Well, is it?"

The old patriarch was a little puzzled.

Although he is old, his eyes are not dim.

In the hands of these pirates, apart from swords and axes, there is nothing else that can be used as a gift.

"Well... I don't know what gifts you have prepared for the guests." The old patriarch thought about it, "But you have come from afar, even if there is no gift..."

puff!

He couldn't continue talking about the rest.

A sharp tingling sensation came from his abdomen, and with the flow of blood, his consciousness was also rapidly blurred. Among the overlapping images in front of his eyes, were all Baldr's terrifying face distorted with excitement and pleasure from the blood.

"Hahaha!"

Badr pulled out the rapier in his hand from the old man's belly.

After gently wiping off the blood on the blade with the soft purple satin, he casually put the blood-stained silk on the old man's dying head.

"We are believers in tyrants!"

Baldr's piercing laughter finally stopped, he calmed down slowly, and said in a low and evil voice, "The gift we can bring you is the noble killing!"

"Patriarch!!!"

The middle-aged Lausanne men following behind the patriarch could hardly believe their eyes after seeing the scene in front of them.

Obviously, the patriarch of his own tribe was still in friendly communication with the outsider in front of him just now.

It seems that they have to exchange gifts with each other and establish a friendship.

As a result, in the next moment.

The pirates drew their swords and killed without explanation, and the old patriarch fell to the ground, dying with regret.

These kind and simple Lausanne people who lived in the forest since they were young had seen such crazy and unreasonable pirates there. They were so angry that they threw themselves at Badr, as if they wanted to tear him alive.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

There is no need for Bader to do it himself.

The pirates beside him who were already hungry and thirsty let out battle roars, roaring and tearing the Lausanne people to pieces, blood and minced meat were everywhere.

These bloodthirsty and brutal cultist pirates didn't stop their actions until they smeared the blood of innocent people all over their bodies.

Just a blink of an eye, dozens of fresh lives have completely disappeared.

The blade of Badr's sword was blood red, and his expression lived up to the madness before, and became icy cold.

At this time, more and more pirates poured out from the armored warship.

The eyes of each pirate were scarlet, they roared, and there was no sign of any human beings on them, they were completely irrational beasts.

"hound!"

Badr flicked it vigorously, and the blood on the blade disappeared.

A tall, hairy man with a thick spiked collar appeared behind him, grinning, revealing a mouthful of shark-like sharp teeth.

"We need enough blood to complete the sacrifice to the tyrant."

Badr ordered without looking back, "War, killing, bloodshed... Only by completing these things can the combat effectiveness of the army be guaranteed. This matter is left to you. Don't let me down."

"clear."

The hound let out a wolf howl, and then led many pirates into the primitive jungle in front of them.

And as more and more pirates poured in.

In the primeval jungle, the peace that had been maintained for hundreds of years was broken.

The desperate wailing of people on the verge of death is everywhere, and the whole forest seems to be bleeding non-stop.

The war has begun.

===Chapter 162 Baldr's Hound (2rd [-]K)===

Sang Zhan was running in the lush jungle.

He nimbly walked through the thickets of thorns, leaped high, grabbed the vines hanging from the treetops, and swung across the slowly flowing stream in front of him with the help of inertia.Lightly landed on the other side.

After rolling over on the spot to remove the impact force from his body, Sang Zhan panted heavily, his forehead was covered with sweat after strenuous exercise.

In the sky.

A blood-red moon looked down on the land like the cold, unfeeling eye of a tyrant.

Regardless of his physical fatigue, he continued to run forward at a high speed.

Among the Lausanne tribe, not even the agile lynx can run as fast as the Lausanne.

For him, the dangerous forest is like his own back garden, but now, this little bobcat is being targeted by hunters from the sea.

The sound of footsteps followed behind him like a shadow, even if it occasionally threw them away.

It won't be long before those pirates will also surround them from other places.

The trees in front of me are getting sparser.

Sang Zhan could feel the temperature of his body gradually rising, his vision became blurred, and his head felt like someone had hit him with a heavy hammer, and he felt a sharp dull pain.

He knew that it was radiation sickness caused by prolonged exposure to radiation.

If he couldn't find a safe place to rest in time and treat his current condition, he would die in a short time.

The gradually thinning vegetation finally disappeared completely after crossing a piece of rock, and a vast and beautiful scenery appeared in front of Sang Zhan.

The first thing that appeared in his eyes was a huge lake.

Under the bloody moonlight, the faint water smoke on the lake was stained with a layer of red light.

To the north of the lake, rows of houses are neatly arranged, and there is no end in sight. The village in front of you seems to have at least a few thousand people living there.

And at the front of the village, near the lake.

In the dirt field with lush flowers and plants, there is a small house carefully decorated with garlands.

In the window of the room, there are still candles flickering.

Do you want to hide inside, you can block the radiation of the red moon, maybe you can avoid those cruel pirates behind you.

The light in the room is warm and soft, as inviting as the open gates of heaven.

just.

This idea only appeared in Sang Zhan's mind for a moment, before he shook his head and rejected it.

He thought of his compatriots who were killed by the pirates in an extremely cruel way, and he secretly tightened his heart, clenched his teeth, and a monstrous hatred accompanied by a sad sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.