I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Barry's expression changed slightly. As a commander, a designer and executor of plans, what he hated most was the feeling that things were out of his control.

"Major Sith cannot jump so far in one go. He must still be nearby. Everyone, be careful."

Barry had a cold face and shouted at the students behind him. In fact, he didn't know how far the Sith could jump at one time. He only knew that he couldn't mess up yet, even though all the seastone bullets in their elite class were in the sniper's hand. in hand.

Thick black and red smoke spread out, outlining a huge man-eating beast. It had only been a few seconds since Sith disappeared, but it seemed like several days had passed. Time passed too slowly.

He didn't dare to bet. He knew almost nothing about the Sith's abilities except that he could set off fireballs and jump around with the Sith. This was really too passive.

Facing "power users" like the Sith, all they can rely on are their half-baked weapons and haki and the sea stone bullets applied for from the equipment department. If they really lose these decisive items in their eyes, Barry There is no guarantee that the morale of the elite class will remain as high as this.

Sweat couldn't stop dripping from his forehead and face, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Everyone slow down and move slowly towards the direction where Ellen and the others disappeared."

As the commander-in-chief, Barry's anxiety instantly infected the other people in the team. There was a slight panic in his steps, and a gap appeared in the crowd.

Keng!

Suddenly, a shadow flashed across, gold and iron clashed, and the long knife shining with cold light was taken straight to Barry's chest. His figure was blurred, as if blending into the shadow.

Barry felt cold in his heart, and hurriedly drew his knife to fight back, but before the two knives could collide, his body had already flown three meters away. If he hadn't worn soft armor on his chest in advance, and then clamped it with a two-centimeter-thick armor, Iron plate, he has lost his fighting ability now.

But even so, his chest was still stained red with blood, and the shocking wounds extended from his chest to his neck. The power of the Sith was enough to make his heart tremble.

"Hurry up and save people!" Quint yelled.

Black armor-like domineering energy covered his right arm, and he rushed towards the Sith again.

Sis didn't hide, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. He also wanted to test how fast his current knife was. He turned the long knife in his hand and pointed the blade at the person. Holding the knife in both hands, the aura on his body became one.

"Take a deep breath and then..."

A white light flashed between heaven and earth, his eyes were filled with cold light, and scarlet blood spurted out.

"Then die quietly under the brilliant sword light."

thump!

Quint fell to his knees, and Sith spared his life at the last moment.

The figures were scattered. When Quint was dealt with, Betty and others finally protected Barry behind them. The ant nest cannot lose its queen.

Black lines intertwined, and Sith disappeared in place again. He liked this feeling of being unable to hit a single blow, being able to escape thousands of miles away, and having the enemy at his fingertips. He vaguely knew why Tom couldn't catch Jerry. , because the feeling of catching and releasing, releasing and catching again is really addictive, but he shouldn’t roll over, right?

"Betty, please leave me alone and ask two people to carry Quint down. He has no fighting ability. Don't delay the best time for treatment." Barry's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he did not cry out because of the pain. He was still holding on.

"But, but Major Sith..." Betty hesitated a little. It wasn't that she didn't want to save Barry, he was just afraid of two more people getting involved.

Barry bared his teeth and grunted, "Major Sith will not take advantage of others at this time. He wants to play with us, just like a cat catching a mouse, otherwise... otherwise we will definitely lose more than one person just now."

Betty looked solemn and nodded, "Okay, I understand. I'll arrange for someone to do it right now."

The atmosphere in the team was extremely low. They never expected that one member would be reduced so quickly, and the target of the reduction would be a top student like Quint. The thick fog put even more pressure on them.

Sith was hiding in the dark. He had no plans to launch a second attack soon. He planned to get rid of the few little mice hiding in the darkness first. For those who like to hide in the shadows, he is enough.

The snipers should have been trained in special hiding methods. It's not that easy to find. Even the Sith's domineering power can't find the slightest trace, but it doesn't matter, he still has special ways to find people.

The missionary's superpower is darkness control. He calls himself the ruler of darkness. This naturally makes sense. In a sense, darkness is his torso and an extension of his will. As long as he continues to expand the area shrouded in black mist, The scope will always cover all the corners.

The black mist did not disappoint him, and soon he found one of the little mice, his body melted into the darkness, and he flew away.

That was Ellen. He was hiding behind a broken wall, wearing huge goggles on his head and holding a sniper rifle. His heart was beating wildly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the smoke around him seemed to be thicker.

"What are you looking at?"

Ellen's heart skipped a beat and she looked up suddenly, her clothes wet with sweat.

"Who?"

nobody?

"what!"

He screamed and felt a sudden pain in his lower abdomen. He lowered his head and saw a long knife being pulled out from his belly. Blood was pouring out and he lost consciousness.

Sis turned him over with his feet, found three seastone bullets from his body, curled his lips with some dissatisfaction, and dragged Ellen through the darkness.

……

In the thick black fog, a group of people from the elite class were gathered together, slowly moving towards the interior of the abandoned building. Everyone had panic on their faces. They had no idea where the Sith would appear next. , and a few more people will be sent away.

"Sith Express, Mr. Barry, there is your express." The voice of Sith suddenly appeared in the black fog, and a huge black shadow was thrown over.

Barry's face was grim and pale, and he was pressing his abdomen with one hand. Betty and the others had helped him briefly deal with the injury, but he was still very weak.

After a pause, Barry made a gesture in front of everyone.

"Drag that thing back and see what kind of medicine is sold in Major Sith's gourd."

"Yes."

As they spoke, the two men held guns in one hand and knives in their mouths, and pulled the black figure back with their free hand.

"It's Ellen, he has fainted." The two sailors said with frightened faces.

Barry gritted his teeth and clenched his left fist. This was already the second person.

"Send him out."

"Yes."

The two people felt a sense of relief for a moment. The pressure of the black mist on them was too strong. They simply didn't want to stay for a moment. If they could go out for a breather, they would be willing to be dealt with in the next moment.

The figure of the two people carrying Ellen gradually moved away, and the ruins became quieter. It seemed that they could hear the rapid heartbeats of the elite class.