Traveler in the Pirate World

The broad two-handed sword passed by Dr. Cletus, and the sharp sword light left a deep groove on the ground. The floor of the palace was completely pierced, and the wall covered with sword marks collapsed.

Dr. Clayto looked even more miserable at this moment. His green robe was stained with blood, his left arm was cut off from the shoulder by a sharp blade, and his face was extremely pale, as if he would fall down at any time.

Dr. Cleto still had a smile on his face, as if the pain didn't belong to him. "Barkov, I respect you as a person. You are a true knight, but you are also a true noble. This means that we are more suitable to be enemies than friends."

"Was it you who did what happened back then?" Bakov's eyes were red as he looked at the white ant colony that was spreading around under Dr. Clayto's feet. "Why did you do this? Do you know how many people lost everything and their lives because of this?"

"Why are you doing this? Haha...hahaha..." The unbridled laughter dissipated when the sharp blade cut Dr. Cleto in half, and suddenly sounded in the corner, where a figure had been standing at some point. What shocked Bakov was that it was actually Dr. Cleto, who was standing there intact, laughing wildly.

"This world is unfair, Bakov. Some people are born rich, while others can barely afford food and clothing. Some have harmonious families, while others are as close as animals... A person's birth determines many things. The shackles of fate have bound us since that moment, and the pyramid called class has become an unbridgeable gap.

I have never expected the nobles to treat the commoners as equals, because they have never been taught this in the education they have received since birth. You are considered an outlier among the nobles..."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Bakov swept the two-handed sword in his hand, which was as wide as a door panel. The yellow sword light cut out like a crescent moon and beheaded the man with one sword.

But the next moment, a familiar voice sounded from behind him again. Another Dr. Cleto appeared behind Barkov again. Looking back at the two bloody corpses, Barkov's face sank and he thought to himself, "What kind of ability is this?"

"What I want to say is very simple. There is too much oppression and injustice in this world of Bakov. Only by destroying all sources of injustice can we gain a new life." Dr. Cleto paced slowly, the dense white ant colony under his feet still spreading outward.

If someone with excellent eyesight observes carefully, they will find that the ant colonies that have spread along the palace to the giant tree of Caixiatian begin to split strangely after swallowing a certain amount of food, causing the number of white bee ants to grow rapidly at a terrifying rate.

“The Demon God Church will become a sword hanging over everyone’s head, just like the thunder in the sky setting the jungle on fire, burning all life, and then waiting for all things to be reborn until the world is fair.

Bakov, we are not enemies. On the contrary, you are the one we chose. Go and lead the rebirth of this kingdom. Remember that the source of all oppression is our goal of destruction!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everything around him began to tremble. Several giant colorful trees around the palace began to tilt and fall down. The magnificent palace collapsed after losing its fulcrum and fell to the earth. The colorful halo that had covered the sky for many years was torn apart, and golden sunlight scattered on the earth. For a moment, it seemed as if the sky had cracked.

"You are such a lunatic, Dr. Lector!" Bakov shouted angrily, and took a step forward like a sharp blade cutting through the air. The long sword in his hand stabbed straight out, and the sharp sword light split the rubble and arrived in the blink of an eye, piercing Dr. Lector's abdomen, crossing a distance of dozens of meters in the air, and nailing him to death on the tree trunk of Caixiatian, which was only half left and was constantly being devoured by the white bee ants.

"You... are... quite right..." A careless voice came to his ear, and scarlet blood fell on Bakov's armor.

Holding the sword hanging on the tree trunk, Bakov looked around. He knew that the other party was not dead, but he only saw countless ants rolling like huge white waves, constantly devouring everything. It was like the end of the world, and everything he relied on in the past was destroyed.

"Bru Bru..." In the center of the ant colony that he could not see, in a tree trunk with a huge hole eaten out of it, Dr. Clayto was sitting with a pale face, and the Den Den Mushi in his hand was chirping non-stop.

"All mission objectives have been achieved, but the navy has already been dispatched. The pirates who were attracted by the news we released were far less successful than expected." Ivny's voice came out of the Den Den Mushi's undulating mouth, looking a little weird and funny.

"I've also solved it here. If it weren't for my special abilities, I wouldn't have been able to hold on until now. The few clones I created with great difficulty are all gone!" Dr. Clayto's voice was very weak, "Then prepare to retreat!"

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"The incidence rate in the lower area and the edge of the dark forest has increased again recently, Clayto!" In the dim room, Ivny's face was gloomy.

"Has the poison of Caixiatian in the Brahma Incense accumulated to such an extent that it can corrode ordinary people?" Clayto's face was equally grim. "My analysis of the white bee ants has reached the final stage. As long as I thoroughly understand the genetic combination of these little guys, I will be able to use my ability to create the initial derivatives. Then our latest plan can begin."

"No, the most crucial piece of the puzzle is still missing. Until we are absolutely sure, what we should do is to continue to lurk." The big-bellied man who looked like a businessman in the dark retorted.

"Ever since the appearance of the Eye of God, you have become a little impatient, Lector. If you can't get rid of all the noble bloodlines at once, everything will be in vain." The burly man in animal skin armor also shook his head.

In this world, blood itself has some special meaning, and noble bloodline itself represents value.

If it is not possible to destroy all the nobles except Bakov at once, then given Bakov's temperament, he will definitely help him ascend to the throne, and everything will be just another cycle.

As for why Bakov was chosen, it was simple because he was the only one among all the nobles in the Kingdom of Kolover who could respect the people of different classes in terms of personality.

It's very helpless. Even if they intend to destroy the existing class system, the next person that Ivny and others can choose to force to the top can only be a noble. Bloodline hierarchy is a shackle engraved in the roots of the thoughts of most ordinary people in this era. It is too difficult to try to break this idea.

"Maybe, we may be able to help you with this!" A somewhat eerie and hoarse voice suddenly sounded. The voice sounded like it came from hell. It came so suddenly that everyone's backs were covered with goose bumps, but they instinctively picked up their weapons and stared at the source of the voice.

I saw three figures standing there, two men and one woman. The leader was a burly man, nearly five meters tall, with a muscular body covered with scars, a short silver-white hair, and several hideous scars on his fierce face. Probably because he did not have time to deal with them at the time, these scars clung to his face like crawling centipedes.

What really surprised everyone present was the bright red burn mark between the opponent's eyebrows. Anyone who knew something about the World Government and the Celestial Dragons would understand what this meant.

The Hoof of the Celestial Dragon, a slave of the world's nobility, once you are marked like this, it means you will lose everything.

The thin man standing next to him looked much paler, and his appearance was outstanding, but his too fair skin made him look cold, and the scar that almost broke his throat was particularly eye-catching on his fair neck. The strange voice just now came from this man's mouth.

As for the other girl standing next to the burly man, she was actually a rare fur-bearing creature. She had a pair of pointed fox ears, clean and smooth light golden hair, and was small, looking less than 1.6 meters tall. She was also looking at them curiously.

"Who are you?" Dr. Lecter looked at these uninvited guys with a sullen face, holding the pistol tightly in his hand.

"The Church of the Demon God. I think you have heard of this name." The burly man sat on the floor in the room defenselessly. His huge body made the room, which was not spacious to begin with, suddenly even smaller. "I am Ryan Red, a member of the Church of the Demon God. These two are my partners, Harlin and Muni."

"The Demon God Church? Those crazy people who killed the Rosward family in the Sabaody Archipelago?" Even though he had some guesses, when the other party confirmed his guess, Lector was still a little shocked. After all, they were Celestial Dragons.

"Why are you here? And from your tone it seems you know us very well?" Ivny's face was not looking good. The plan that she and others had been lurking for so many years and had just been arranged bit by bit was actually discovered quietly. This was very dangerous and terrifying.

"No, we don't know your plan. We are just looking for a group of guys who have the same strong desire for destruction as us. Muni's ability can sense this emotion very well." Ryan Reid smiled widely, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth, his eyes were crazy and dangerous.

"After listening to what you said just now, I feel that you are qualified to be our partners. After all, what we want to destroy may be the same thing."

"According to rumors, the Demon God Church is a group of lunatics who want to destroy the world. We are different." The wealthy businessman tightened the long knife at his waist. He could feel the incomparable terrifying aura from the other party. The person in front of him must have a lot of blood on his hands.

"Destroy the world? No, no, no... That kind of meaningless thing has nothing to do with us. We only want to destroy this era." Ryan Red shook his head. "Don't you think this is a sad era? People can be bought and sold freely, and people living at the bottom can be sacrificed and exploited at will. It's hard to live without committing crimes, and peaceful life can be disrupted at any time.

The navy that carries the name of justice will never be able to prevent the appearance of pirates, because what really causes the endless supply of pirates on this ocean are the aristocracy, the class, the exploitation and the world government!

You see, what we are going to do is the same, right? "