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On each cross, there is a strong Lausanne warrior tied to it, with his body suspended in the air.The skin on the back was cut bloody, and the ribs were pulled out one by one, and then the lungs were carefully pulled out from behind, hanging on the pale white ribs.

These fighters are the elite of the Sangluo tribe, rare awakened ones, possessing physical qualities far beyond ordinary people.

This also means that they can live for a long time without cutting the trachea, even if the lungs are stripped from the chest cavity.

And the bright red lungs protruding from the back, shrinking and expanding with the breathing of the soldiers, from a distance, it looks like the constantly flapping wings of birds.

This is the famous execution of the blood eagle by the pirates.

This kind of cruel and cruel criminal law, even in Veloster, the city of pirates, is enough to make people's faces change and their hair stand on end.

however.

When these cruel pirates faced the villagers who could not resist on Yuanxi Island.

In order to obtain the gift of the evil god, they did not hesitate to cast the most cruel punishment on those innocent people.

In the middle of this camp.

It is a huge octagonal tent with pure white color and dark red candlelight flickering.The tents were covered with animal skins to keep warm, and drainage ditches were dug around to keep them dry.

Compared with the surrounding environment, this clean and warm tent looks out of place.

In the tent, the lights are bright.

More than a dozen candles as thick as a child's arm were placed on the stand, burning blazingly, the flames dispelled the cold, and the rusty smell of blood evaporated.

On the table in the center of the tent, a dark-skinned Lausanne warrior was tightly bound.

Plugging his mouth with a wooden stick, the soldier's bloodshot eyes were full of despair.

to the opposite.

Badr had a relaxed and freehand smile on his face.That smile is like drinking some rum after dinner, it comes from the bottom of my heart, but in such an environment, it makes people feel scared.

He put on the white silk gloves slowly.

He picked out a short elbow-length knife from the shelf beside him, and gently placed it on the skin of the man's back, feeling the amazing elasticity of the prey's muscles tightened out of fear.

then…

Stab it!

In the flickering candlelight, the silver-white blade pierced into the man's body.Swipe backwards vigorously, the skin, muscles, and fat are cracked in response, the texture is clearly visible, and little blood flows out of it.

Badr gently stretched out two fingers and pinched the man's ribs.

With a "click", the ribs broke in his hands like dry wood, and they were pulled out from behind in the opposite direction, and were firmly stuck in the muscles that were constantly contracting due to severe pain.

Followed by.

Badr carefully touched the prey's lungs with both hands, pulled them out backwards, fixed them on the protruding ribs, and sewed it up.

such.

A complete Blood Eagle was completed in Badr's hands.

After completing this bloody ritual, Badr seemed to feel in the dark that there was a magnificent will stretching out from the endless and distant darkness to watch him, and the blood was flowing on his blade.

"Ah... what a perfect work of art."

On Badr's pale face, there was an unhealthy flush.

under him.

The Sangluo warrior whose guts had been taken out was still struggling violently like a river fish coming ashore, but his breathing became weaker and weaker, and the skin on his face also showed a bruise.

Before performing the blood eagle ceremony.

Badr injected a powerful stimulant into each sacrifice, this stimulant can greatly promote the secretion of adrenal hormones.

Let them stay awake to the greatest extent during the torture.

Moreover, after the bloody ceremony was completed, these stimulants and the strong physique of the soldiers could also make them struggle painfully for a long time before they slowly died of suffocation or bleeding and weakness.

The process of dying is long and painful.

Badr took off his gloves, and stuck the gleaming white dagger on the table.

Reaching out to pick up a glass of wine, the scarlet wine juice looks like viscous blood under the flickering candlelight.

While he was slowly drinking fine wine, with despair as a side dish, the smile on his face came from the heart, but it made people shudder even more.

Click!

Just when the mellow blood was flowing and the atmosphere slowly reached its climax.

The door of the octagonal tent was pushed open from the outside, and the icy sea breeze came from outside with the smelly air.

The sea breeze blows.

Badr's body froze, and the smile on his face disappeared.

He slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, turned around, and looked towards the door.

Under the red moonlight, a pitch-black figure entered the tent together with the sea breeze.

As a pirate, he was not tall. He was wrapped in a tattered black robe, only a pair of mysterious eyes were exposed, and he was staring at Badr motionless at this moment.

"My dear Marnus."

Badr looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, spread his hands, but had to show a smile on his face.

"Please tell me, it's so late, what do you want to come here to disturb me."

"Two things."

Marnus's voice was flat, without any ups and downs in tone, and his enunciation sounded strange to the ears of normal people.

"One good thing, one bad thing. You want to hear that first."

Marnus closed the door smoothly, walked into the room, leaned unceremoniously on the thick pole in the center of the room, and asked.

"Let's hear the bad news first."

Bader thought for a while, then said with a smile, not looking nervous at all.

"The Hound is dead."

Marnus said that he was enveloped in the candlelight, but there were no shadows, and his body was condensed like a flowing black mist.

"That's right...that's a good hunting dog." Baldr commented, "Now, my brother, tell me what the good news is."

"The source of faith, the huge golden boa snake, we have found its trace."

"where is it?"

At this time, Bader's tone finally changed slightly.

He licked his lips, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

During the conversation with Velen, the pirates speculated that the huge boa snake might be related to the treasures left over from the golden age.

Now, the whereabouts of the giant snake have been found.

So, doesn't this mean that the treasure that has been searched for by countless pirates for hundreds of years is right in front of him.

"In the center of this island, there is a place called Crescent Mountain."

Marnus replied leisurely, "In order to avoid alarming the enemy, I just took a look at it from a distance and didn't make too much contact."

"How about it, how about the strength?"

Badr's fiery heart gradually calmed down, and the more critical the moment, the more he had to stay rational.

It was precisely because he was able to do this that Emperor Emcyril made him the commander-in-chief of the Vanguard.

"so so."

Marnus recalled the sight of the giant snake leaping from the waterfall.

Although the scene was spectacular, it was not enough to shock the well-informed pirates.

He thought for a while, then sneered, "How powerful can a behemoth on an island be born in only a few months."

"makes sense."

Badr nodded, although Marnus had some conflicts of interest with him.

But he also had to admit that the other party was extremely outstanding among the group of pirates, both in terms of personal strength and intelligence.

Sea Emperor Encyril is known as the Scourge.

As the name suggests, just like his name, people think that this emperor possesses a terrifying and destructive power that is no less than a natural disaster.

And in the vast territory under the emperor's command, there are four famous disaster stars.

Badr himself and Marnus in front of him are among them.

"So, what are you going to do next?"

Marnus asked.

His strength is not inferior to Baldr, but at special times, he also has to obey the commander's orders.

"It's not too late."

Badr took the cloak from the hanger, pushed the door and walked out.

At this time, the red moon had already set from the sea level, but the sun had not yet risen.This is the darkest, coldest, and most suitable time of day for killing.

"Then, get ready to act now."

As soon as Badr waved his hand, the exquisite rapier flew from the weapon rack and landed in his hand.

Marnus followed, and the remaining pirates began to gather.

At this time, the seemingly sloppy pirate army showed a speed and order that was completely opposite to the messy camp. .

Rumble!

When the pirates held torches and were ready to act.

The dull roaring sound, from far to near, came to my ears, making people tremble with fear.

"Is it going to rain?"

Beside Badr, a black-skinned pirate leader with a gold bracelet on his hand guessed.

Badr heard the sound and subconsciously looked towards the sky.

Although it was pitch black, the weather was still clear now. Three or two dim stars shone under the dark night. Looking towards the end of the sea, a few faint white lights could be seen vaguely on the curved sea level.

“Very sunny weather…”

Badr said to himself, the cool sea breeze brushed his cheeks.

Next.

The roaring stopped.

And around the camp, tall figures stood like logs amidst the blazing fire.

That was the monk who had marched all night and came from the Kingdom of the Moon.

After the plague is over.

The old-fashioned monks in the Kingdom of the Moon were liquidated and expelled, and Renguang became the leader of the Communist Party of the Kingdom of the Moon with an iron fist.

under his leadership.

The size of the group of mana monks is also growing rapidly.

Now, in just one month or so, this reform has achieved amazing results.

The monks reacted faster than Jamia to the intruder.

Among this group of monks, there are old men with wrinkled faces and skinny faces, and there are also young boys with immature and delicate faces.

But without exception.

After seeing the "Blood Eagles" hanging on the cross and soaring in pain and despair, these monks fell into silence, like Buddha sculptures without the slightest sound.

"It's just some other natives."

Badr glanced over the monk and said in a disdainful voice.

"I heard that the followers of the giant snake are mainly these monks."