Pirates: Be the Master from the East China Sea

"But there is no doubt that you are the ant who doesn't know what you can do, and I am the huge elephant! You are the one who has no self-awareness!"

"Haha! Since we all think we are elephants..."

"Then let the two elephants collide head-on!"

So as the tense atmosphere between the two heated up again, a battle of swords and blood officially began. The sword light swung in Fubuki's hand was like winter snow reflecting the sun, almost killing Luo Strange vision.

But after all, it didn't really block his vision.

Although Fubuki believed that he already had powerful combat power comparable to that of the fallen god Roach, and although he thought that only a quarter of his combat power would be enough to inflict pain on Roach, the final result was He obviously overestimated his own strength.

Even if Roach was completely unarmed at the moment, he could still pose a fatal threat to Fubuki.

Fubuki itself could not pose any threat to him.

The strength gap between the two sides is too great.

This gap was so big that Fubuki didn't even understand how big the gap between the two sides was, and he had no chance to know exactly how big the gap would be, because it was far beyond his imagination, and his thinking was completely incomprehensible. the huge gap.

It's like a bottomless abyss.

It's like a black hole.

Fubuki's imagination can only allow him to carry out some superficial imagination that is far from reality, just like humans can only use their imagination to understand the nothingness of a black hole. No one can escape from it after witnessing the nothingness with their own eyes.

But if someone can really witness and understand the deep nothingness.

He must be desperate, right?

Just like if Fubuki can really understand how huge the gap between him and Roach is, then he will definitely feel unforgettable despair, because the possibility of him being able to defeat can be determined to be zero, and the chance of survival can also be It was definitely zero, and even the chance of a successful escape was zero.

Just when they decided to use force to meet Zhenzhang out of hostility.

Fubuki's death is already a certain fact.

The reason why he can still speak and breathe now is because although his death has been determined, it is still in the first stage. The second stage will come soon and no one can stop it.

The material facts have been completely established.

It's just that his mind has not been able to accept the current situation, and he has not realized the fact that he is already approaching death.

But he will soon see and understand this.

Because the second stage of death will immediately let him understand what the despair of death is, which is a feeling that people who have not experienced it personally can never understand.

Of course, neither Roach nor he was unfamiliar with this feeling.

They have all experienced countless deaths.

Countless lives in the past have not only given them countless new starts, but also given them countless different ways of death. To them, this taste is like the bitterest alcohol they have ever drunk, no matter what it is. No matter what, I can't forget the taste of it.

But familiarity doesn’t mean no feeling.

The horror of death does not diminish with familiarity.

Every death is terrifying.

The feeling of horror and despair towards death cannot be weakened no matter how many times they die, so neither Roach nor Fubuki will choose to accept death easily just because they have countless chances to come back.

In fact, they are not sure whether they will die countless times.

After all, countless rebirths are fate.

Those are all choices of fate.

They have never had a choice, and they have never had the power to say no.

So they can never know a thing.

That is whether this death of theirs will be their last death. After all, fate has never given them an indicator by which to judge. They can never know whether closing their eyes this time means they will never be able to open them again.

Because they have never held the freedom of life in their own hands.

So they never get a chance to solve the puzzle.

In fact, both Luo Qi and Fubuki, after countless rebirths, have gradually diluted their feelings for the experience of life, because they have experienced various joys and sorrows countless times, and their feelings have changed internally. Becoming more and more calm.

Their hearts have become less and less joyful.

The nostalgia for life itself has long been washed away and faded through countless rebirths, but this does not mean that they will give up life casually, because death has always been a demonic obstacle that they have not overcome.

This magic barrier is like a tight spell on Monkey Sun's head.

Hateful.

But there is no way to get rid of it.

depressing.

But in this fatal battle, Roach's life will continue to move forward along an unknown road, while Fubuki has to deeply experience the feeling of death once again.

It was like the whole body was submerged in the black water of hell.

His breath froze.

In the last stage of his life, at the moment when the reality of death spread throughout his body, he finally felt a little how huge the gap between them was. Although he still couldn't see through how deep the abyss was, he had already felt the abyss. terrible.

"It's unbelievable..."

Chui Xue lowered her head, and the broken sword in her hand fell dejectedly: "So I am the frog in the well who is sitting in the well looking at the sky? I didn't expect that the distance between you and me has really reached this point..."

"So this is why God is called God..."

"Oh, I still haven't escaped my fate after all..."

A big hole was pierced in Fubuki's chest, and blood was pouring out from all his facial features. He looked extremely miserable and pitiful. At this time, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips with difficulty: "In the final analysis, what fate has done to me is Is it just an illusion that I finally changed my mind?... I am still the foil that was trampled under your feet, and I am still just one of the ten thousand leaves under the red flower..."

"I hate it so much...I hate the injustice of this fate..."

Chui Xue's eyes slowly lost their sparkle: "It would be great if you could give me a chance to be the protagonist. I can only dream of stepping on you like you stepped on me..."

"So what you hate is not the injustice of fate at all."

After dispersing the opponent's sword light with a gentle wave of his hand, Luo Qi punched out a big hole in Fuxue's chest with just a punch from a distance.

After the battle ended, he couldn't help but have a sad look on his face.

"Like I said before-"

"You just regret that you haven't enjoyed the favor of fate."

"I will not regret your death."