Pirate: I am the great swordsman of the blood clan

Very fast!

With the noble's horrified look on his face, it directly penetrated his thigh and entered his body.

"Ah!" The extreme pain hit from the thigh and swept through the whole body.

The noble only felt the blood line running around in his body, splitting, and devouring it. The pain swept through his body, causing him to shout uncontrollably:

"Ah! You guy, let me go quickly. I am the hereditary earl of Philia, a country that is a member of the World Government. Do you want to die?"

The surrounding nobles also revealed their identities one by one, threatening this figure.

"You'd better let me go, I'm the prince of the Kingdom of Gabuluo"

"I am the Duke of Lolita Kingdom, little brat, do you know the consequences of offending me?"

"I am the king of the Bugado Liwei Kingdom, a country that is a member of the World Government. I am a pariah. It is not too late to beg for mercy now."

"I am."

In their opinion, this person may not know their identity at all, so he attacked them. After knowing their identity, he will definitely kneel down, kowtow and beg for mercy.

Listening to the surrounding nobles revealing their identities one by one, the gloomy look in Bruch's eyes became even more intense.

Is this a noble?

Are these people running the country?

There is a king

Among the dozens of nobles, there is actually a king of a country that has joined the World Government.

Bruch couldn't help but get angry. The suppressed anger suddenly broke out and turned into a shocking laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The momentum like a demon burst out instantly. The long black hair danced in the wind with this momentum.

His laughter was filled with anger, violence, and a hint of sadness.

His eyes condensed, and his burgundy pupils and bloodshot whites instantly turned into pure blood.

Blood-red eyes like two abyss of purgatory. Staring at all the nobles present.

The threats and intimidation of everyone present instantly turned into silence.

Especially when they were stared at by bloody eyes, their souls seemed to be scared out.

"You all go to hell and repent!!!"

Bruch roared angrily, and the blood lines that had condensed into a blood shield instantly transformed into thousands of blood threads, passing through the bodies of all the nobles present.

For a while, screams could be heard endlessly.

But no one died.

As Bruch said, let them go to hell to repent.

The blood threads he released seemed to turn into sharp blades, traveling back and forth in their bodies.

As their hearts exploded, blood flowed into their bodies, cutting their blood vessels, but not letting them die.

From the outside, they looked like puppets, controlled by blood strings to swing their limbs randomly and make various painful and twisted movements.

Bruch walked past the group of nobles who were all pissed and pissed, walked to the pillars, and looked at the people whose bodies were covered with arrows.

Those who were awake looked at Bruch with numb expressions.

They looked at the figure in front of them, and then at the screaming nobles. The dark and numb eyes slowly became a little emotional.

"Help, help me!"

A man screams for help, and then

"help me!"

"Please, help me!"

Each one of them seemed to have seen hope, regardless of the arrows stuck in their bodies, and tremblingly asked him for help.

Bruch pulled out the Oni Tetsu from his waist.

Swish, brush, brush!

A few flashes of sword light flashed, and the chains on their bodies broke into several sections and fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

"Thanks!"

"Thanks!"

Waving his hand, he looked at the people who were escaping in front of him and asked:

"Do you know where the rest of the people on this ship are?"

Since this ship was a slave ship, there must be more than just these people. Sure enough, there was a tall man among them who said he would lead the way for Bruch.

For the remaining people, Bruch asked them to rest where they were while he waited to see if he could find some medical supplies on the ship.

If they weren't allowed to heal their injuries quickly, I'm afraid several people would die.

An hour later, the room was filled with people, staring at the wailing nobles in front of them with twinkling eyes.

A faint voice sounded, echoing throughout the room.

"You decide whether they live or die."

Bruch controlled the blood line and controlled these nobles like puppets, making them kneel on the ground and unable to move.

The rescued people around them all had a trace of hatred in their eyes, staring at the people who had tortured them.

Bruch circled around, then gently waved his hand to indicate that they were free, and then walked out of the room.

Close the red door and light a cigarette.

Phew~

Outside the wooden door, he could vaguely hear bursts of screams.

After a long time, the door was opened and a tall man came out, and then more and more people came out.

Bruch turned to look at them, or behind them to be precise.

The flesh and blood were blurred, and there were lumps of flesh mixed with white bones, all of which represented the anger of this group of people.

He just glanced at it lightly and then withdrew his gaze.

Then with a thought, the red blood line brought up the blood on the ground and turned it into a blood cell with a diameter of about three meters.

Bruch waved his right hand, and the huge blood ball slowly faded, and finally disappeared.

The people around him who were saved by him all looked surprised, but none of them spoke. They knew that the next fate was entirely in the hands of this young man.

After the blood cells disappeared, Bruch looked at everyone present.

Leaving aside the dead, there are men, women, and fish-men in this group. There are civilians and pirates too.

Bruch looked at them indifferently, and it took a long time before he said a word.

"You are free. Go south from here. There is a small island. You can disembark on that island."

"Remember, don't let anyone catch you again."

"Thanks!"

"Thank you! We remember it!"

Voices of thanks came and went.

“Do any of you know how to sail a boat?”

During his questioning, a young man of medium build stood up.

According to him, his boating skills are not very good, but there is no problem in driving a boat to a small island.

After Bruch arranged them, they walked onto the top deck.

Bruch put one foot on the side of the ship and was about to jump off, suddenly stopped.

He looked back at the people following behind him and said:

"By the way, I know that many of you are pirates, so I might as well tell you that I am a marine."

Having said this, Bruch jumped down and jumped into his boat.

He knew that there might be many pirates in the future of this group of people, because after all, they had killed so many nobles of the kingdom, but there was nothing that could be done about it.

Even Bruch himself is like this