Traveler in the Pirate World

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong..."

“Ka-ka… Ding-ding… Ka-ka…”

As the pirates moved, the cracks on the blood-red crystal expanded little by little, even though the progress was so slow that it made them impatient.

"Why don't you take it all away? This egg is worth a lot of Baileys!" The pirate with short yellow hair, a mustache, and forehead wrinkles that could kill a person suddenly seemed to remember something, stopped and asked, such a big piece of crystal, it would be impossible to take it without hundreds of millions of Baileys, right?

"Idiot!" The burly man holding the hatchet saw him stop and couldn't help but smash the crystal with his hatchet. The wound on his hand squeezed out more blood, which splashed on the surface of the dome. "Can you take it away?"

A fat female pirate with long flaxen hair tied into a pigtail and holding a huge long-handled hammer laughed and said, "If you carry such a big thing outside, you will die miserably."

After saying that, he swung the hammer down heavily, making a loud bang, and the cracks on the crystal became bigger and bigger.

"The treasures that can be taken away are treasures, and the ones that cannot be taken away are all garbage!" A middle-aged man with long gray hair tied casually into a ponytail on top of his head and an upright and tall figure held a long sword in his hand with an armed color domineering aura. When the sword fell, a lot of fine particles flew out of the dome.

Along with a crisp dinging sound, a tiny hole appeared that pierced through the eggshell. The blood-red silk thread that was wandering in the cracks of the blood-red crystal began to swarm into the hole and merged into the man's chest in a blink of an eye.

"Boom... Boom... Boom~" The sound of the beating heart slowly sounded from the man's chest, from slow to steady, from light to strong. And when the slight rise and fall of his chest returned to steady, the man's tightly closed eyes slowly opened. After a brief moment of confusion, the blood-red pupils looked coldly at the four people outside through the cracked blood-red crystals, as if looking at a corpse.

At this moment, a chill involuntarily rose up the spines of the four pirates, and the hairs on their bodies stood up, sending them a biological instinctive warning.

Danger! Extremely dangerous!

"He... were his eyes open before?" The frightened voice of the yellow-haired man drew the attention of the other three people back. They looked at the motionless man in the crystal in shock, and looked at the pair of blood-red pupils. Cold sweat broke out involuntarily.

"I remember... it was closed!" The fat woman's eyes were filled with fear, and her palms instinctively tightly grasped the long-handled sledgehammer in her hands. She spoke in a trembling voice. She had never encountered such a terrifying thing.

“Impossible!” The man with the hatchet gritted his teeth and roared, as if this could effectively suppress the fear in his heart. “Those things have rotted into ashes. How could there be any living people here!”

"No, he is alive!" The middle-aged man's eyes were solemn, and his contracted pupils revealed his inner fear. Being stared at by such an oppressive pair of blood-red eyes, cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.

Just when everyone was about to argue about something, a whirring sound was heard, and the dust in the room was stirred up by the sudden strong wind. Then countless black dust came from below, turning into a black storm that blocked the eyes of everyone present.

And in this black storm, countless tiny red threads surged, swarming in through the gap in the blood-colored crystal, constantly expanding it, and quickly merging into the young man's chest. In this process, the aura around the man became stronger and stronger to the point of being terrifying.

The man with the axe was shocked to find that in the pitch-black darkness, a huge force was pulling his blood away from the wound on the back of his hand. After a short while, his body became much weaker.

He stretched out his hand and tore off a piece of torn clothes from his waist, then tightly wrapped it around his wrist until his right hand turned white and no trace of blood was left. Only then did the attraction disappear.

It seemed as if the feeling of being devoured was not pleasant, and extreme panic rose in his heart. He wanted to escape, but under the interference of the storm, his observation Haki had lost its effect. Where to escape became the biggest problem. However, no matter what, he would go against the wind and it would not be wrong.

However, just when he had taken a few steps, the storm suddenly stopped, and countless dust fell like a black curtain. A strong sense of uneasiness surged out from the depths of his heart. When he felt the air vibrate behind him, he turned around instantly, blocked his face with his hand axe, and curled up his hands and feet to protect his body.

"Boom!" A huge explosion sounded, and a horrifying air wave carried with it countless blood-colored crystal fragments and shot out. The surrounding dust was swept away in an instant, gushing out from the windows and doors, like several giant black pythons flying through the sky, and turned into countless black snowflakes falling to the ground.

The fat woman was shot into a sieve by the broken crystals. Countless blood flowed out from her wounds, turning her completely into a pool of red flesh. She didn't even have time to let out a wail.

The yellow-haired man was blown away by the terrifying air wave, and his body hit the high tower not far away. After leaving a bloody pattern, he fell freely to the ground, and a bloody flower exploded on the flat ground composed entirely of transparent crystals.

The mature and steady middle-aged man was lying in the corner with wounds all over his body. A lot of blood foam was gushing out of his mouth. The long knife in his hand was broken, and the bones around him were no longer in human shape. It was obvious that he would not live long.

His past life flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope. When he was young, he was not much different from ordinary people. He had a harmonious family, a beautiful wife, and lovely children. He longed for a stable life.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. The noble grandfather fell in love with his wife and killed her. The poor child became food for the nobleman's pet. He survived in misery and swore to the sky that he would kill it.

Later, he succeeded and became a wanted criminal by the Kingdom and the World Government, so he had no choice.

He looked up at the bubble-like space barrier outside the window and seemed to see his wife and children. "Are you... coming to pick me up?"

At the last moment of his life, the middle-aged man showed the most genuine smile of the rest of his life.

Suddenly, a hand as soft as black warm jade clasped his face, and words he had never heard before rang in his ears. Heart-wrenching pain came from the depths of his soul, making him unable to help but let out a painful roar, "Ah...ha...hahaha...ah..." And the moment the sound disappeared, he sank into eternal sleep.

The man with the axe was lying on the ground covered in blood, looking at the man in luxurious clothes in horror. He struggled to escape, but his completely broken limbs would not give him a chance.

The next moment, in his shocked eyes, the man who had just spoken the unknown language looked out the window with extremely complicated eyes and said in the language of this era, "Where have the gods gone?"