Pirate's Nest Order

In the quiet woods, the cold wind blew away the sound of sharp blades cutting through muscles and bones, accompanied by cruel sounds that echoed in the air.

The dense blisters on his forehead were covered with beads of sweat like sarcoid. The Bubble Murloc's flat mouth opened, and groups of transparent bubbles were blown out. Countless fist-sized bubbles floated around and spread to all sides.

Snapped

A bubble exploded, and the bubble murloc's pupils shrank slightly. He grabbed the ground and ran towards the bubble, hitting the air hard with his broad palm.

The palm fell, and Crowe's figure flashed not far away. There was a piece of cloth on his arm that was slightly dark in color, as if it was soaked in liquid. He raised his eyebrows, and the skin on the arm where the cloth was lifted was strange. The red rash appeared, and the itchy feeling emerged, as if it was infected with bacteria.

Crowe lightly supported the mirror frame, staring at the bubbles floating in front of his eyes. With a touch of his foot, a wave of air was set off around him. Countless sharp knife shadows cut in the air, pieces of bubbles exploded, and water droplets splashed in the air. In the air, it seemed that before he could get close to the flickering figure, he was shattered by the rain of blades.

“So fast”

The bubble murlocs struggled to capture Crowe's figure, only to feel that Crowe's speed was getting faster and faster, and soon the sounds of knives gathered in the woods into a life-threatening movement, and the trees around him suddenly felt weird Cracks were opened one after another, the bark was blown away, the air bubbles exploded in the air, and the splashed poisonous water fell to the ground.

The speed was extremely fast, and there were no rules to follow. The few murlocs huddled in a group stared at the air in horror, with the evil wind in their ears threatening their lives, and a bloody mouth would burst open on their bodies from time to time. He slashed with a knife in front of him, but he couldn't even catch the shadow of the ghost.

"what"

The right hand holding the knife was severed from the middle, and six or seven irregular gashes were opened in his chest, as if he was pierced by several sharp blades from different directions in an instant. He covered his broken arm and fell forward to the ground, whimpering twice before dying. There was movement.

The bubble murloc's pupils contracted, and his mouth frantically swallowed bubbles covering his body. He stared intently at his eyes. Whenever a bubble exploded, his body would quickly dodge his hind legs. Drenched in cold sweat.

"Don't you do something? Just watch your fishman brother being killed by me." Crowe's voice seemed to flow into the ears of the bubble fishman from all directions: "But even I don't know what will happen next." You hit something, but what I am sure of is that you will all die in the end."

The Bubble Murloc's face turned red. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Murlocs. Then he suddenly noticed that the bubbles around him exploded one after another. A white shadow suddenly appeared beside him, and the ten blades slashed wildly. Cover all parts of his body.

The wall made of bubbles was torn into pieces. The cold sharp blade pierced his shoulder, scratched his chest, and cut his shoulder open. There were also cuts on his eyebrows that spurted blood. In just a moment, his feet stopped suddenly. Don't dare to rush towards those fishmen again.

"Despicable human being" The Bubble Fishman looked at Crowe who was standing three steps in front of him with a sinister smile on his face, his voice filled with anger and a hint of fear.

"This is far from despicable," Crowe said coldly: "It seems that you are not going to rush over to protect them, so I will kill them all in front of you."

Crowe squinted at the murloc hiding in the bubbles and sneered again and again. The water stains in those bubbles contained some kind of toxin, which would cause itching to his limbs. He didn't want to be splashed too much. If the other side didn't move , It's like a tortoise shell, it's hard for him to start, but as long as the opponent is forced to move, the bubbles will not be so dense when driven, just like the cracks in the tortoise shell can be easily caught by Crowe.

The bubble murloc stared at Crowe viciously, but did not move. He did not have absolute control over the bubbles he spewed out. It would be fine if he stood still. Once he ran, the airflow inside and outside would cause the bubbles to burst and kill him. mouth.

"Look at him, he has already given up your lives." Crowe licked his lips and smiled at the murloc standing among the corpses: "Then, you have no value in living."

"Ahhh"

Several murlocs collapsed immediately. They screamed strangely and fled in all directions, heading into the surrounding woods.