Pirate Boss: The four kings are all wage earners

That day, darkness fell from the sky.

Countless inexplicable soldiers leaped over to the island that had been peaceful for generations.

Facing the poisonous gas and venom deployed by the Limesians on the periphery of the archipelago, the intruders rushed towards them as if they didn't care about their lives.

At that time, the sky seemed to change color.

The darkness seemed to swallow everything like a whirlpool.

Sometimes the air is filled with scorching heat, and sometimes it is filled with cold ice. It has a holy light, but it kills countless members of the Mercian tribe.

It was also this day that brought the Mesians back from their beautiful fantasy to reality.

This time the enemy has long been eyeing the Limesian tribe's ability to make people live longer.

Soon, the remaining people in the entire group who had superb medical skills were gathered together by the enemy.

The purpose is very simple, to use medical skills for the leader of this group of people, thereby increasing the life span of the other party.

In this regard, the Limesians had no ability to resist at all.

They took away the vast majority of the tribesmen, and even warned that if they did not achieve the desired results, they would clear out the remaining tribesmen on the island at any time.

It was precisely because of this threat that the Limesians agreed to work for them.

But not long after they left, this group of enemies returned to the Lemosian Islands again and launched an inhumane killing spree.

Dead, everyone is dead, but I am alive.

I don't know who the enemy is, I can't move anymore, but I'm still alive.

Even if the whole island is sunk into the sea, I will still be alive.

I am an alien from the Limesian tribe. I don’t have any medical skills, but I am a naturally poisonous person. My tribe does not discriminate against me, but only loves me.

My body is very strange. I don’t need to breathe or eat. I can survive by taking poison.

I want revenge, but I have no way out, I have no power.

and so……

I ate a lot of corpses of many tribesmen. I don’t remember how many I ate, but my instinct told me that I wanted to eat and I would continue to eat.

I want to poison the whole sea, the whole world.

Although I don’t know how far I can do it, but...

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Xiao Hui looked at the suddenly disconnected content. There was a long section in the middle filled with messy symbols.

It didn't look like a code word, just a random drawing.

Further down, there are intermittent words.

No way, I have to stop myself, I can't go on like this, I actually, my poison actually killed a boatload of strangers, I ate children, I...

Hum, I want to poison this world. No one is innocent. Everyone must die...

When Xiao Hui saw this, he lost interest in reading any more. The following records became more and more crazy and irrational.

The woman in front of her has been driven crazy by hatred and helplessness.

She was insane early on, but she probably only had the instinct of resentment left in her later years.

Judging from the age of these bones, which are hundreds of years old, it is a miracle that they are still alive today.

However, he is just a resentful living dead.

With a slight sigh, Xiao Hui was surrounded by an inexplicable flame and flew away in an instant.

The broken bones were instantly turned into ashes, and the inscriptions disappeared with them.

With Xiao Hui's left hand, the poisonous gas in the entire space began to sweep in from all directions.

In an instant, a purple bead condensed in Xiao Hui's palm.

And the withered woman's body was constantly rushing towards the direction of the purple beads.

The poison in her body is the source of existence in this space.

All of this is exactly as described in the records, her physique, her hatred, and her mutation after devouring countless tribesmen.

It made her live till now, and also made her hate till now.

Ugh……

Xiao Hui's expression condensed, and his slow absorption suddenly became violent.

The entire space suddenly became turbulent, and all the gas and water flow seemed to be evaporating.

The woman opposite with her drooped head also slowly raised her head under the guidance of Xiao Hui.

As the poison passed away, a trace of look gradually returned to the originally dull eyes.

The purple beads in Xiao Hui's hands became more and more intense in color and began to grow.

The woman's body also seemed to have regained a ray of vitality.

He opened his mouth slightly, but found that nothing could be said.

Perhaps he has lost the ability to speak because he has not spoken for many years.

The woman's helpless face touched the dry skin on her face. Just when she was about to give up, Xiao Hui's voice appeared in her mind.

"Tell me, I can hear you. For the sake of this bead, I can help you with some little things."

Hearing this, the woman shook her head slightly. She seemed to be relieved as she could no longer see any inscriptions or bones in her eyes.

"Forget it...thank you."

Her words were very calm, and Xiao Hui could also feel that there was still a trace of helplessness in the other person's heart, but more of it was relief.

Maybe time can really erase everything.

Of course, this is just for these ordinary humans.

As for Xiao Hui and the others, time does not have much meaning.

Looking at the woman again, a smile appeared on her face even though it was dry.

Little Gray thought, and the remaining strength in the woman's body flew into the purple beads.

The woman's body dissipated in an instant, and everything finally ended.

Xiao Hui looked at the square stone that the woman was leaning on and the inscription carved by the woman's own hands.

This is also the only thing left under Xiao Hui's deliberate efforts.

With a wave of his hand, two stones had already arrived in front of Xiao Hui.

Historical text, this kind of thing is what Robin is looking for. As for the other one, it can be regarded as leaving a trace of the existence of the Limesians.

I believe Robin will take good care of it.

Glancing at the inscription carved by the woman herself again, Xiao Hui's finger moved slightly, but it erased the record of the woman's subsequent confusion.

They are all poor people. Let's leave some dignity behind.

Looking upward, Xiao Hui's figure disappeared in an instant.

Things are over here, and the battle for Punk Hassard has reached its hottest stage.