I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Xiang Kesi died at sea so easily, without even a splash in the end?

Sith always has an unreal feeling. He has clearly grasped a corner of history, but he always feels that there is nothing in front of him. It is both dreamy and false.

With his eyes fixed on the body floating on the sea, Sith always suspected that Xiangsi would get up from the sea at the next moment, then pick up the long knife and stab him.

"Are you really dead, pilgrim?"

As soon as he narrowed his eyes, the surrounding flames gathered like long snakes, forming a huge fire storm directly on the sea.

"If you die, then just think of me as seeing you off. If you don't die, then I will see you off to death."

In an instant, the flames exploded, like a black sun rising on the sea.

Immediately after the light bloomed, the scorching high temperature burned the seawater into steam, and the surrounding area was filled with red and dark colors, just like a volcano erupting, and all living creatures would be burned in the flames.

The Sith stared at Xiangsi closely, without even blinking, until his body was reduced to ashes in the flames, and he could no longer die. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and held the handle of the knife again with his right hand.

"ended."

"No, not yet."

Beckman roared loudly, with veins bulging on his neck. He rushed towards the Sith like crazy, completely ignoring Zefa's obstruction, his eyes were red, and he fired several round bullets with a lift of his right hand.

"Why did Xiangsi die here? Conspiracy, this is all your conspiracy, die to me, Wilson Sith!"

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Beckman has completely lost his mind. He cannot believe, or rather does not want to believe, the fact that Xiang Kes is dead. The captain of the red-haired pirates and the emperor of the sea, how could he do it so easily, like a man on the roadside? He died here like a wild dog, on this silver island that was unknown the day before.

He didn't believe it, he didn't allow it. Legends should end in the same way as legends. Even if he died, he should fall in Rafdru and Malinfando, and stay in places worthy of the name of legend.

When the bullet hit, Sith's head tilted and he showed a ferocious and terrifying smile to Beckman.

"It's Beckman. I almost forgot about you, but what can you do now? Even Xiangkesi is dead, let alone you."

With a twist of the blade in his hand, Sith also rushed forward, and the darkness under his feet was like a physical ladder.

The blade danced wildly, drawing a bright and red light strip in the air. There was only a crisp explosion, and the bullet that originally hit directly was cut in half by the Sith.

"Your breath is disturbed, Beckman. Is it because Xiangsi's death has affected your normal mind?"

Sith sneered, his face full of amusement, adding fuel to the fire, people like him deserved to go to hell.

"asshole."

Beckman cursed secretly, the hatred and anger in his chest almost solidifying.

But Sith was right about one thing, he was upset.

For the Red-haired Pirates, Xiangkesi is the sky. If Xiangkesi disappears, the Red-haired Pirates will fall apart overnight.

But to Beckman, what are the Red-Haired Pirates?

Is it a career? A partner? Is it family? Or maybe all three.

Anyway, for him, he wanted to die on the ship.

Unlike Xiang Kesi, he did not have the habit of placing all his treasures on one person, which was very irrational.

But he believed in Xiangsi and believed that following that man would lead to success. But this time they were wrong. Wilson Sisi was more difficult to deal with than they thought.

If you lose the bet once, you lose everything.

The two people's eyes interacted in the air. Beckman's eyes were red. He wanted to send that bastard Sith to hell.

Holding the butt of the gun with both hands, Beckman aimed at the Sith while running.

Bang!

Missing, the bastard turned into black mud.

Suddenly, he felt that he might die here today.

"Hey, don't act like I don't exist, kid."

Before Beckman could launch a more violent attack on the Sith, Zefa jumped up and pounced towards him.

Regardless of whether it is fair or not, going to the battlefield is a life-or-death situation.

The remaining pirates began to despair. The captain was dead. Vice-captain Beckman was also in danger under the attack of Sith and Zefa. The red-haired pirates who dominate the entire new world may still be ahead of the whitebeard pirates. Become history.

This has to lament the ridiculousness of fate.

Stab it!

With another swift thrust, the Sith's long knife sank directly into Beckman's lower abdomen.

Raising their heads, their eyes met again in the air.

Sith's face couldn't see happiness or anger, just like Beckman's face couldn't see sadness, but it was true that the world's situation would change in their hands.

"Is it over now, Beckman?"

Sith said coldly to Ben Beckman, his whole body burning with black and red fire, like the god of death collecting people in hell.

"Cough cough."

Beckman lowered his eyelids and coughed out blood. Power continued to drain from his body. He might not even be able to pull the trigger, but his expression became increasingly crazier.

"No, it's not over yet. You just destroyed the red-haired pirates, but it doesn't mean you have won completely. The balance of the world is about to be broken. You will come down to accompany us soon. Soon, soon, that day It won’t be long, just wait!”

Fighting for his throat, Beckman almost used his last strength to roar, his voice was miserable, like the most vicious curse.

In an instant, the sound suddenly stopped in the air, and Beckman's life came to an end.

The Sith glanced at him again, like a garbage thrower throwing it aside. There were still embers of fire on the body, which was enough to burn it to ashes.

His eyes swept across the entire sea, like a newborn dragon.

"Clean out the pirates nearby, leaving no one behind!"

"Yes."

In an instant, the war machine on this sea area started to operate again.

……

Holy Land Mary Joa.

Hidden in the darkness, Wulaoxing was wiping the knife in his hand, and the air around him was a little quiet.

"Have you received the news? Xiangsi is dead, and the remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates have become history under Blackbeard's sudden attack."

I don't know who suddenly mentioned it, and the atmosphere seemed to become more solemn.

"Who killed the pilgrims?"

"Justice Island has just transferred the new world's senior prosecutor Sith."

"Is it him? How about the navy?"

"Sakaski is very excited. He is encouraging Sengoku and others to move the naval headquarters to the new world."

"Hmph, this can be considered a good thing. The era of great pirates is coming to an end."

Suddenly there was a meaningless sneer, and a huge question crossed the minds of several people.

Is it really a good thing that the pirates are gone?