Traveler in the Pirate World

"I thought this would be my home, but I didn't expect that I almost lost everything here, including my life. I have no choice now, my friend!" The slightly wealthy businessman looked at everything around him with a dusty face, despair and madness in his eyes.

“You know what my family will face if there is no way to settle this year’s Tianshangjin by the end of the year.”

The tall and thin businessman was silent for a moment. Although his losses were also huge, they were still within his ability to bear. If he could return to the royal capital, he would still be that wealthy businessman.

"Can I ask you a favor, friend?" The wealthy businessman looked at him seriously.

"What do you want to do? You should know that you haven't had much exercise since you were a child. You can't even hold a gun steadily. What do you want to do!" As if he had guessed the other party's choice, the tall and thin businessman wanted to stop him. After all, they grew up together.

"What are you thinking about, becoming a pirate? No, no, no, that's not my choice. I just want to find a suitable position among this group of people and exchange my brain and knowledge for some wealth. Although it is also dangerous, this is the last path I can choose."

"No, you can still come and help me. Let's work together. Believe me, you can get through this difficult time." The tall and thin businessman continued to dissuade.

"You, who have been dealing with noble gangs for many years, know better than me that businessmen like us who have no background or backing can lose everything overnight no matter how glorious we are. Not only do you want to be my back-up plan, I also want to be your back-up plan, my friend.

Please help me take care of my family. I can be a criminal, but they need peace. I will find a way to send back the gold from heaven this year.

If one day you have nowhere else to go, come to me, bring my family with you, and remember, if you have a choice, don't come, you know it's dangerous. "

After saying that, the wealthy businessman stood up and walked straight towards Roland. "I can help you, honorable city lord Roland."

Roland looked up at him and smiled, "Oh, how can you help me, Mr. Merchant?"

"Some seemingly small things are often particularly important, such as the arrangement and distribution of materials, the coordination and positioning of personnel, and a reasonable and fair order, which can help those who have escaped by chance to stabilize their emotions and help us complete a smooth voyage."

"No one dares to cause trouble when I'm here. What do you think, Mr. Merchant?" Roland looked calm.

"Yes, sir, but many times, people don't have a clear understanding of their own situation, which will cause you a lot of trouble." The wealthy businessman seemed calm, but he had cold sweat on his back. The oppressive feeling brought by the other party's eyes made his legs weak.

"Okay, then I'll leave everything to you. By the way, what's your name?" Roland suddenly laughed heartily. The pressure on the businessman suddenly eased, but his heart was not at peace. He knew that if he took this job, he had to do it well, otherwise he would not know what the consequences would be.

"Brad, my name is Brad, sir."

"Okay, Mr. Brad, what kind of compensation do you want?"

"I hope that this fleet can stay for a while on the coast near the kingdom, and I also hope that after proving my ability, I can follow you, sir."

"Reason?" Roland narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this. Staying in the waters near the kingdom was not a safe choice.

"There are many people on this fleet who have their own property and families in the kingdom. We need to do this to stabilize their emotions. If we can reach cooperation with some of the merchants and officials, then our activities in the waters near the kingdom in the future will be much safer.

Of course, I have my own selfish reasons for this, because my friends are also among this kind of people. As for me, I have no choice." Brad said sincerely.

“It’s a gamble, and the rewards and risks account for too much luck.”

"No luck, sir! Those who can violate the kingdom's ban and come to Rodsim from afar are criminals themselves. They will cooperate, at least when the benefits are sufficient."

"I kind of like you, Brad!" Roland laughed and patted Brad's shoulder. Then he glanced at the surviving warriors and said, "Set sail to Xihua Island!"

As Roland's voice fell, many strong men in the cabin pushed the oars, and the big ship began to sail away and into the sea. The wandering and conquest began from then on.

……

Rodsheim City

After half an hour of continuous bombing, the once prosperous city was reduced to ruins. Only the dark ancient city still stood stubbornly on the earth. With an order from Erens, the army began to tighten the encirclement little by little, eliminating all those who might survive.

Flames were burning corpses in the ruins, poisonous gases filled the air, and the soldiers did not see a single survivor, which was just as they expected.

Suddenly, several shrill screams drowned out the sound of explosions caused by flames burning rubble. A figure flashed across like a sword, and in the blink of an eye it arrived in front of the dark hall that had been preserved extremely well in the bombing. There stood a person with a charred body.

His hair was curled by the high temperature, and his face could not be seen clearly, but he faced the army of thousands of people with no intention of retreating. Such numbers were constantly accumulating and becoming larger and larger.

"I am Vilanze, the 175th Lord of Rodsim City. Please stop!" A loud voice resounded through the sky.

Erens was not interested in what the other party meant. He just raised his hand and slashed down with a knife. The terrifyingly sharp knife light illuminated the night, just like the moonlight in the sky. Blood surged, and a broken arm was thrown high into the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Dodged? Interesting!" The expected scream did not come. Erens was slightly interested in the enemy in front of him. He looked up at Vilanze, but was slightly stunned. Then he laughed and said, "Saint Feigarand Erens, the commander of the third legion of the Knights of God, is here to attack the city. You are worthy of being remembered by me, the lord of Rodsim."

He saw the other party's unshakable eyes. Erens never concealed his admiration for the enemy who deserved respect. "But I don't know how Mr. City Lord will stop my 100,000 elite troops."

"Saint? I didn't expect that a mere Rodsim would attract a terrifying existence like you." The magic book in Vilanzer's hand slowly unfolded, and golden light spread around him, "You will know!"

After saying this, Vilanzer's observation Haki enveloped the entire hall, and the thoughts of countless undead souls remaining in it began to roar non-stop. Vilanzer shouted loudly, "Burn up the last of your strength, Rodsim!"

When he heard these words, the long sword in Erlens' hand was suddenly covered with armed color, and his figure came in front of Vilanze in the blink of an eye. He chopped down fiercely with the sword, but there was only a loud bang, and the yellow-brown phantom shattered after blocking for a moment, but Erlens' sword never moved forward again.

The invisible space barrier blocked his power. "I didn't expect you to be able to do this. I also didn't expect that after three eras, Rodsim's power would still remain. But the remaining power is always just the remaining power, even if he was once the closest existence to the king. It is still the same."

Erens' words made Vilanzer's pupils shrink suddenly. The top leaders of the World Government knew about the Great Flood and the history of the past? Why, why did they never prepare for this even though they knew all this?

Red Earth Continent? They are also the Celestial Dragons who live high above the Red Earth Continent. What kind of flood could submerge the Red Earth Continent?

Erens looked up at the space barrier that had enveloped the entire city of Rodsim, and continued in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "As the enabler of this power, I don't think you can hold on for long with your physical strength, right?"

Weilanze did not answer. Instead, he asked, "Can you tell me the story of this city?"

“No!” Erens looked him up and down, his eyes lingering on the magic book floating beside him. “It seems that the divine creation gave you the confidence to hold us back. It’s really incredible power that allows you to continue to move despite such serious injuries.”

As soon as he finished speaking, blazing flames gathered on Erens's pitch-black sword, "I was fortunate enough to see the Thunder God draw his sword in the sky. Even if it was just a fleeting glimpse, it still blinded my eyes for a long time.

That is the absolute control of one's own strength, and it is also a sword technique that I could never imagine. Although I can barely imitate her moves now, it is just a superficial one. Even so, this is still my strongest sword. "

As he spoke, the flames surrounding it began to compress extremely. Erens put one leg behind him and bent the other forward, and sheathed his long sword. White smoke rose from the scabbard, and the next moment the scabbard shattered and turned into white smoke and dissipated. The red long sword was already unsheathed, and with a loud bang, the ground beneath his feet evaporated in an instant. The red flame and the sword light cut through half of the city and broke a huge hole in the solid space barrier.

However, something unexpected happened to Erlens again. The wound healed. He looked back at Vilanze in surprise, but was shocked by his appearance.

His flesh and blood had almost completely dried up, like a dried corpse, but his eyes were filled with blazing golden light, like the sun in the sky, which would never go out. A hoarse voice came out of Vilanze's mouth, "I told you to stop!"

The terrifying domineering aura burst out from his body, and countless soldiers fell down in large numbers with thumps, like wheat fields pressed by a hurricane.

"What's wrong with this guy? How can he still be alive in this physical condition?"

"Are you curious? It's a pity that I don't have the habit of telling my enemies about my abilities!" Vilanze smiled dryly, and his smile was a bit creepy.

"But judging from your appearance, you won't be able to hold on for much longer, right?" Erens raised his sword again, and the red flames surrounded it again, with terrifying fire element energy gathering on it. "If this sword is aimed at you, will you die? After all, this is just a space created by human power. You know it can't stop my sword."

As he spoke, he put one leg behind him, moved his waist horizontally, and suddenly took a step forward, stabbing straight out with the long sword. With a shattering sound, the blade suddenly penetrated the space barrier blocking Vilanze's body. The fire elements surrounding it exploded, and the space barrier instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

However, something happened that made Erlens feel a little scared. Even though his body was disappearing, Vilanze was still smiling. The golden light in his eyes was like the bright sun, never extinguished. The golden magic book was still suspended there, shining brightly. Until Vilanze was completely turned into ashes, it was still the same. The space barrier was still standing.

The long sword was stuck by the closing barrier. Erens' eyes were somewhat sinister. He laughed angrily and said, "Okay, okay, you have successfully made me feel the taste of failure, Vilanze, but let me see how long you can hold on."

Boom! Flames shot up from his body and Erlens' figure soared into the sky. He raised his fist high and swung it down at the space barrier above the sky. One punch after another, countless cracks appeared and healed in the blink of an eye.

Surrounded by the hegemonic aura and the red thunder vibrating, the flames around Erens surged again. This time he succeeded. The flames rising into the sky ignited the night. After losing all its power, the city of Rodsim turned into ashes along with its lord. Erens fell heavily to the ground, gasping for breath. He looked at the magic book that had lost all its brilliance and was lying quietly on the ground. He wanted to reach out for it, but he touched nothing. It disappeared. He turned around and grabbed the knife that had fallen to the ground.

He glanced at the officers who were still conscious. "Search for me. I want to know where those who escaped went from. Our so-called informant doesn't seem to know this. Try to contact her and find her."