Pirate: Vice-Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates

Larson and others gathered together. The man who woke up had made no sound and was still lying on the ground not far away.

"Dark shadow again?"

Reilly frowned: "It feels like these guys can't be shaken off."

"Maybe this is the danger we have to face on the third level." Larson said: "Be ready to face the attack of the shadow at any time, otherwise the result will be the same as them."

"These guys were all killed by the shadows. Although we don't know their strength, judging from their numbers, the number of those shadows must be very large, otherwise the screams would not have been heard until we came over. In this period of time, we can resolve the battle and leave without leaving any trace."

"kindness."

Larson nodded: "Although the strength of these black shadows is not very good, we have not determined their number yet. I suggest that it is better for us to leave here as soon as possible. If thousands of black shadows really come out, It also poses a considerable threat to us.”

"I agree with your judgment," Reilly said.

The two looked at each other and reached a tacit agreement.

Whitebeard and Roger behind them touched their noses. Why did the two captains seem to have no sense of existence? Larson and Reilly made it seem as if the two of them did not exist. The result was decided in a few words. .

But fortunately, both of them are used to this, and neither of them are stingy people, so naturally they don't care anymore.

They will only feel very comfortable, because with Larson and Reilly, the two of them as captains will feel very relaxed. They seem to only need to contribute a little at the critical moment when others need to contribute. There is no need for them at all.

Reilly said: "Then let's go back."

Just when the four of them were about to leave, no one noticed that behind them, the man who was dying before and died after opening his eyes and saying a word, stood up quietly!

Not only him, but the people around him who had been killed by the shadows all stood up silently, their oily green eyes staring at the backs of Larson and others.

A black substance spread over them from nowhere, and in just a moment, it had already enveloped their whole bodies. In the blink of an eye, everyone present turned into black shadows.

The wind moved.

Larson narrowed his eyes, Reilly remained silent, a smile appeared on the white-bearded face, and Roger also looked impatient.

Finally, someone broke the calm, and dozens of black shadows transformed from dead people rushed towards the four of them.

No one spoke, and there was no eye contact. Almost at the same time, Larson and the four of them turned around at the same time.

"Breakthrough!"

A white halo gathered on the top of Whitebeard's naginata, and as he roared silently, an invisible crack slashed out.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the earth trembled, and the returning shadow instantly turned into pieces of dust and disappeared.

"hey-hey."

Before the pride on Whitebeard's face disappeared, Roger also started his performance on the other side. There was no bells and whistles. He just casually held the big knife covered in armed colors and swung it casually. A purple sword mark appeared,

A very clean area was cleared in front of him by this sword mark.

There were still two fish that had slipped through the net, so Larson, who had originally planned to take action, silently took his feet back and looked at Reilly's busy back with admiring eyes.

After a few seconds, the battle that seemed to have happened but didn't happened was over.

The corpses on the ground had disappeared, replaced by black matter and a stench that was enough to make people suffocate.

"Get out of here first!"

Lal couldn't help it anymore, covered his nose and ran towards the location of the camp.

It fully demonstrates what it means to work without exerting any effort but to eat faster than anyone else.

Whitebeard and the others behind them also ran away, completely ignoring their image, as if they were not the same person as Whitebeard who killed the enemy with his handsome body just now.

There was no way, although the smell was really unpleasant, image and all, these things had been completely forgotten by them after they smelled the smell.

The smell became lighter, and Larson breathed a sigh of relief. He discovered the characteristics of these smells, that is, they spread over a very short distance, as if something in the forest was affecting them, preventing them from spreading. Distribute the flavor.

At the same time, they also saw the bonfire still burning not far away.

On the other side of the bonfire, Jabba also found Larson and others who had returned.

He was still a little surprised: "Why did you come back so soon?"

"Ahem, don't mention it."

Rayleigh, who ran back, looked unhappy. He thought to himself, if he had known, he would have stayed and let Jabba pass.

"Well? Did you find anything in the past? Where are those people?"

call!

Larson took a deep breath, trying to get rid of the lingering smell in his nose.

"All dead."

Larson said calmly: "Killed by those black shadows."

"kindness."

Jabba nodded without any disturbance in his heart: "It looks like those things have two brushes."

“I don’t know if there’s a brush or not, but now I know what the characteristics of these guys are.”

"Characteristics? What characteristics."

Thinking of the scene just now, Larson pursed his lips: "They can turn the people they kill into their own kind."

"Harm, what do I think? As long as we are not killed by them, their ability will have no impact on us."

Reilly raised his forehead helplessly: "Have you ever listened carefully to Larson again?"

Jabba touched his nose guiltily: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Do you think the point of Larson's words just now is for you to guard against their ability?" Reilly said helplessly.

"What if?" Jabba asked weakly.

"It's quantity."

Before Reilly could speak, Larson spoke first.

"These guys can rely on their own numbers to rob and kill those pirate groups that are slightly weaker and have a relatively small number of people.

After killing these people, these people will turn into black shadows again, which will not only replenish the consumption of black shadow battles, but also strengthen their overall strength.

If we let them continue killing like this endlessly, in the end we may face all the pirate groups who come to the island!

Although it is not surprising that these pirate groups are just chickens and dogs, it can be seen from the rules of the first two levels that

The rules of the next level must be related to these shadows, and it may be to strengthen them. "