The Pirate's Divine Plan

Mariejoia is located on the Red Earth Continent. The higher altitude means that it is closer to the sun, and the air blowing through it also carries the heat. The hot summer does not bring any inconvenience to the Tianlong people's travel.

The guards at the front and rear were holding a huge squirming green worm, and the attendants on the left and right held ice cubes to fan the cool breeze, allowing Saint Blakend to lie comfortably on Blake's soft back.

The suffering did not cause any damage to Blake's green skin. On the contrary, it was tougher than when he first ate the fruit, and it was more comfortable to lie on it.The big watery eyes were full of steam at the moment, and the cool air blowing from the surrounding ice fans perfectly missed Blake's huge body, and the coolness only enveloped the area of ​​Blakend's Saint.

Under the blazing sun, the stone slabs were also boiling hot, but Blake squirmed forward as usual. The fingers on his six legs had long become thick and numb. The temperature that could bake eggs was no longer a problem for Blake. What.

"control"

The pull of the reins around his neck caused Black to stop instinctively, and he was able to take a moment to catch his breath.

A voice even more arrogant than Saint Blakender came from the distance:

"Hey, isn't this Brackend? Your bug is sitting on this high platform again, embarrassing yourself."

The visitor was a Draconian named Death Brown who was also wearing a space suit and black sunglasses on his forehead. His relationship with Blake De Saint had always been tense.Also, in this place, except for the equal Celestial Dragon, who would dare to mock another Celestial Dragon in front of his face?

"Damn it, Dees Brown, don't think that I won't dare to beat you because you're a Celestial Dragon." Brackendesheng said angrily, "What's wrong with my mount? It's comfortable and good-looking. You're jealous."

Dees Brown continued to scoff and sneer: "As poor as you are, I really don't understand why, as a Tianlong, your taste is so bad. Or do you think you have no money to buy a better one?"

"I will have no money in broad daylight. Are you dreaming again?" Blakenders sneered, shaking his nose.

"you"

It is said that when they were young, Saint Brackendes and Saint Disbrand were similar in age. They were both Celestial Dragons, and they often played together. They had similar odors and caused trouble in all directions.

Until one night, Diss Brown had a dream, dreaming that he robbed Bracken De Saint's new mermaid.After waking up, he didn't take it seriously. He found it interesting and started telling others about it. Somehow, it reached Saint Brackend's ears.

As a result, Brackend got the Holy Fire and gave Dies Brown three holy punches on the spot, asking him to return his mermaid.

The reason for beating him is simple. If you didn't think so during the day, you wouldn't have such a dream at night.

So the two broke off their relationship because of an unfounded mermaid, and they quarreled every time they met.

"It would be too embarrassing for us, the descendants of the Creator, to say that a funny bed bug is a treasure." St. Brown stood up and stamped his mount hard, "Look, look, this is the end of the world." He is a fish-man with a rare face that the nobles of our world should have. Although it is not as good as the mermaids collected by my brothers, it is not comparable to your bug mount."

At this time, everyone was attracted by the mount at the feet of Saint Dees Brown, and Blake was also attracted by the fish-man. You must know that he has never observed a fish-man at such a close range in so many years since he has been in Mariejoia.

The fishman slave's skin color is particularly eye-catching. It is a bright red color. His limbs and muscles are extremely strong. The perfect muscle lines on his abdomen and back show his strong body strength. In addition to his skin color and a row of raised fins on his back, his hands are webbed. Other than that, they are no different from normal humans.

Saint Deth Brown treats his slaves more cruelly and replaces them with new slaves more frequently than others.This fish man should be a new slave who has just been trained and educated.

There are many wounds all over the body, some of which are even deep enough to show the bones. A person hunched over the body can actually stagger. You must know that the amphibious murlocs have natural divine power as their racial talent.Sauron's younger brother once said that the strength of a fishman's arms and wrists is ten times that of ordinary people.

It can make a fishman stagger under the weight of a human being, and his strength is exhausted. The torture suffered by this fishman is far less simple than the wounds on the surface.

The blood was dripping, and blood was scattered all over the ground along the way. St. Disbrown's feet seemed to have stepped on his wounds, and the wounds tore open and the blood flowed even more rapidly.

"I'm afraid the new one you bought isn't a fake fishman. He's so weak that he can't even defeat my little caterpillars." Saint Blakenders opened his mouth and started telling lies, "I'll introduce you to a good one instead." The slave auction house, by the way, is run by that kid from the Don Quixote family."

In this world, it seems that regardless of the level of IQ, the ability to tell lies with open eyes is instinctive.

St. Disbrand felt like he was greatly insulted when he heard this. He had always looked down upon the Don Quixote family, thinking that they had fallen into disgrace and were a disgrace to the Celestial Dragons. Now he was actually allowed to be with someone he had always looked down upon. It is simply insulting for people to buy slaves.

"How can it be that your worm, which is as useless as you, is not worthy of comparison with my fish-man? Are you sitting on this worm and falling silly?"

This time it poked a bee's nest, and the heated words had risen to the level of personal attacks.The two started a relatively harmonious exchange of words, back and forth, saliva overflowing.

Well, the degree of harmony is a little bit more intense than that of the foreign ministries of China and the United States.

"No matter how much you say, do you dare to compete? If my murloc fights with your insect, who will live and win? I'm not a coward." Saint Brown said harshly.

"One can only live longer than the two of them." Blakenders Saint was also anxious, completely ignoring that Blake was his mount for two years.

"Okay, let's start now, right here on the high platform." Saint Disbranch ordered the attendants behind him, "Stop the bleeding of the fishman."

"Yes, Your Highness." The two attendants behind him stepped forward to bandage the fishman's wounds, while Saint Disbram showed no intention of getting off the fishman.

What's the situation? Why can only one of me and that fish-man survive? Black was confused, and he didn't understand how things could be like this for a while.

After the fish-man had bandaged his wounds, Saint Disbram got off the fish-man. After getting off, he did not forget to kick the fish-man: "Despicable fish-man, if you dare to lose, you will be finished."

Saint Blakend also kicked Black: "Did you hear that? If you lose, you will die. If you win, you will have food."

With the sickly physical strength of the Celestial Dragon, this kick did no harm to Black and the fish-man at all.

The fish-man ignored the Celestial Dragon, spat blood on the ground, and said to Black:

"I don't want to kill, and I don't want to die, but only one of us can live. I'm sorry.

My name is Fisher Tiger, from Fishman Island. "

When Blake heard the name, it took him a while to come to his senses and said bitterly:

"My name is Heliers Black and I don't have a home."