Pirate Emotional System

No one in the venue thought about Perospero of the Pirates, and the conflict between the two sides would suddenly intensify to this level of reconciliation!

One side is the world's nobles, and the other side is the Yonko Pirates. No matter which side they are, they are of extremely large power levels, and they are definitely not people they can offend!

After being stunned for a few blinks, all the guests who came to participate in the auction feast rushed towards the auction door, without any intention of turning back to help or assist.Three-inch world.yanqingshu.

The auction organizer secretly complained that a good auction had developed to this extent, and he had no choice but to run to the backstage, pack up his belongings, and run away.

A group of bodyguards in black suits rushed in at the gate of the auction. They were stationed outside the door. After hearing the movement at the auction, they were afraid that the lives of the Tianlong people would be in danger. In fact, what they saw was different from what they saw. As expected, the Palace of Saints Zaslov and Shabruna is being treated inhumanely!

Immediately, they rushed forward to fight with Perospero and Charlotte Garrett, trying to save the two Dracos.

Rayleigh, who was sitting in the front seat, touched his chin. Taking advantage of the confusion, he disappeared into the seats. Perospero, who heard the slight sound of wind, glanced in the direction where Rayleigh disappeared, as if something had happened. He frowned thoughtfully, "I seem to have seen this person somewhere...could it be him?"

The auction venue was in chaos, but the backstage seemed much quieter. Du En ran towards the storage room, with dozens of men behind him crowded in the narrow passage, chasing him.

"Why are these people chasing me..." Du En didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He reached back and suddenly lowered his hand. Suddenly, a whole piece of the ceiling fell down and fell in front of Sam's treasure hunting team, forcing them to have to Stop.

Dun followed the arrows on the corridor and quickly arrived at the door of a huge storage room. The door's lock had been pried open by someone unknown, and the lock tongue had been bent and deformed.

Du En walked in and heard a rustling sound coming from inside. He saw a figure standing in front of a treasure box, rummaging through it, and casually throwing some valuable antique jewelry to the ground.

The man heard the footsteps coming from behind, turned around and looked over, saying, "So it's you, why are you here..."

Du En looked at the man and said, "Shouldn't I be the one to ask you this question, Pluto Rayleigh..."

"Don't mention this title again. I'm just an ordinary coater named Lao Lei..." Lei Li continued to rummage through the treasure chest without really caring.

“Would an ordinary coater go rummaging around in the backstage of someone else’s venue?”

"I've had this habit for many years, and it's inevitable that I can't change it." Rayleigh threw out a gorgeously decorated crown, found a small bag of gold coins that were easy to carry from the treasure chest, and weighed the weight in his hand with satisfaction. A bright light flashed through the glasses, "However, it seems that the president of the Penguin Club also likes to do sneaky things."

Du En walked over casually, "The Pirate King's deputy, Pluto Rayleigh, and the top ten super combat powers in the world can do this kind of thing, so what does it mean to me..."

As he said that, he also started to rummage around the house. He originally planned to bid for the Da Kuai Dao M as an auction item during the auction. The conflict between the Tianlong people intensified and the auction could not go on. He simply went there in person. Background search.

Du En looked at the weapons in the weapon rack, scanning them one by one from left to right. After a while, his eyes were attracted by a dusty samurai sword.

"This knife is..."

Du En took the weapon off the weapon rack, brushed off the dust, and looked at it carefully. The wooden scabbard was an unpretentious jet black color and was engraved with various fine patterns.

He pulled the knife out of its sheath and looked at it carefully. The length of the knife was about 108 centimeters and the width was about 3 centimeters. The entire blade was an unpretentious silvery white color. After staring for a while, he could see that the surface of the blade seemed to turn into a transparent mirror. , there are sometimes blood-red flames shooting out.

But in the blink of an eye, the blood-red flames disappeared, as if they were just an illusion that occurred in a moment.

Du En closed his eyes and meditated. He remembered that the Twelve-Gong Kuai Dao, the 21-Gong Da Kuai Dao and the 51-Gong Liang Kuai Dao did not have such a knife, but the heavy texture, fine workmanship and an ancient atmosphere exuded by this knife were all there. It shows that this sword will not be an ordinary soldier!

"Hey, that knife..." Rayleigh looked at Du En, his face became a little serious, "You'd better not touch it..."

Du En turned his head and looked at Reilly, "Do you know the origin of this knife?"

"When I was still working on Roger's ship, I saw this sword..." Rayleigh said with a serious face, "A demonic sword known as the 'Kingdom of Killing'..."

"The Kingdom of Killing... It seems that this demonic sword has a great background..." Du En sneered and reinserted the sword into its sheath.

Lei Li said: "This is not an ordinary demon sword... As a swordsman, you should have heard of the demon sword Ghost Toru. In order to make the sword more perfect, every generation of swordsmiths who cast the demon sword will cast a sword at the end of casting. With a strong desire to die, he jumped into the blazing furnace and sacrificed his sword with his body. Therefore, every master of Gui Tetsu will be affected by the knife maker's desire to die, become unknown, cause disasters, and finally die... And Gui Tetsu is It was created according to the forging methods and rituals of the 'Kingdom of Killing'."

Du En said: "So, it is indeed a quite ancient demon sword. This is probably the reason why it is not included in the list of famous swords..."

Reilly continued: "Listen to me, although Gui Te is forged in imitation of this 'Kingdom of Killing', they are completely different. If Gui Che only needs to sacrifice one swordsmith, then this 'Kingdom of Killing' It took the sacrifice of a country and the lives of millions of people to form a completely demonic sword!!"

"Millions of lives..." Du En couldn't help but frown when he heard this, but then he relaxed his brows, and the interest in his eyes became more and more intense, "So, this is still one of the demon swords." Ancestor..."

"What do you look like... I didn't tell you this because I wanted you to use it,"

Reilly looked at Du En's eyes with intense interest and couldn't help but feel a headache. "Once this knife sees blood, the thoughts of death condensed by millions of people will instantly overwhelm your consciousness and turn you into a walking zombie!"

"Notwithstanding the drawbacks you mentioned, I would also like to know the origin of this knife." Du En smiled and said, "You don't mind telling me, old legend."

Rayleigh pondered for a moment and said, "Although I don't know why this knife appears here, when Roger and I were sailing in the New World more than ten years ago, this knife with a powerful desire to die caused us harm. Huge trouble, we also witnessed the unsealing and final sealing of this knife..."

Rayleigh's face became very serious, "That's why I give you a kind warning. If you want to survive, don't get close to this knife. The evil of this knife is beyond your imagination. But that's all I have to say. If If you insist on using this knife, I will not persuade you to do it yourself..."

After saying that, he turned and left the storage room. Du En looked at the other person's back and did not forget to ask, "Did you win the lottery ticket? Why don't you go and claim it, Rayleigh?"

"When I'm free, I'll go naturally. I won't refuse the money sent to you." Reilly's figure quickly disappeared from the room.

Du En withdrew his gaze and looked at the simple katana in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips: "If you are afraid of swords, then why should you be a swordsman? If it were that boy Sauron, he would definitely say so..."

Du En pinned the "Kingdom of Killing" to his waist, and a heavy feeling spread along his waist to his whole body. When he held it in his hand just now, there was an indescribable feeling of weight.

After searching the storage room again and finding nothing worth paying attention to, he walked out.

Walking in the corridor, the shouts of fighting from a distance became louder and louder. A dozen men from Sam's treasure hunting group rushed out at the corner. After seeing Du En, they quickly surrounded him, "Finally I found you." Now, Skylanders!"

Seeing that he was blocked, Du En stopped and said, "Sky Islanders? Do you think you have misunderstood something?"

"Boss Sam!" One of the men shouted to a man in gorgeous clothes, "You can't be wrong! I saw him flying from the sky to the island that day. If he was not a Sky Islander, how could he do this?! "

Next to Sam, a fat man with hair from his chest to his fat belly smiled ferociously and said, "Sky Islanders, don't try to quibble, just follow us honestly, otherwise don't blame us for not giving you good things to eat!"

"Pence, don't be so rude..." Sam stretched out his hand to stop the big man who was about to move, grinned, showing a few missing teeth, and said with a hypocritical smile: "We are all serious businessmen, as long as you can be nice and kind If we cooperate, we will not miss out on your benefits, Skylanders."

Du En was a little impatient and habitually pulled out the knife from his waist, "Get out of the way..."

"It seems that you don't want to cooperate anymore..." The smile on Sam's face suddenly disappeared completely. The ferocious-looking thugs on both sides understood this and rushed towards Du En with their fighting knives.

Du En raised the demon sword and swung out a powerful slashing airflow. The slashing airflow turned into a hurricane with blade turbulence and filled the entire corridor. In an instant, the walls and ceiling of the corridor were split into long and narrow strips. The ferocious knife marks.

As the hurricane passed by, the two thugs flew backwards, dripping with blood. Everyone in Sam's treasure hunting group changed their expressions and hurriedly hid at the corner of the wall. Even so, the powerful wind blades that hit the walls in the corridor were fighting each other. Under the influence, it spread in all directions. Even though the power was weakened, it still cut several bloody wounds on their bodies.

This guy is a monster!

Dense cold sweat broke out on Sam's forehead. He looked at each other with several of his subordinates who were leaning against the wall. His trembling jaw moved his entire face, making him frightened and frightened. He realized that he seemed to have provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked. .

The airtight corridor was filled with a strong smell of blood, and blood dropped to the ground like the sound of a clock passing by.

Du En looked indifferently at the several men in front of him who fell to the ground and howled, with blood pouring out from the wounds on their bodies. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and unknowingly there was a trace of bloodlust in his heart.

He paced forward, and the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded. The slightly injured members of the treasure hunting group saw that the situation was not good, and they ran and crawled away towards the distance without caring about their former companions.

"Don't leave me, O-McGee!" The wailing man who fell to the ground looked at the backs of his companions running away one by one, shouted in despair, looked back at Du En, who was walking towards him, and raised his elbows on the ground to fight desperately. Then he moved his body,

The flickering flames inside the demon knife were like drops of red ink, gradually dyeing the silver-white blade into a demonic blood color.

Suddenly, a strong sense of heaviness and discomfort pressed on the hearts of the men who fell to the ground. Amid fear, the blood from their wounds also flowed faster.

Du En's pupils were unknowingly covered with a thin layer of blood, just like the setting sun dyeing the horizon red. His face was expressionless and he walked straight to the nearest man like a machine.

Then, he raised the demon knife that had turned blood red to the man's body and stabbed it suddenly.

When the tip of the demon knife was less than three centimeters away from the man's throat, it suddenly stopped.

The blood in Du En's pupils faded. He glanced at the man in front of him who had fainted from fright. He picked up the demon sword again and put it in front of his eyes. The blood on the "Kingdom of Killing" blade quickly shrunk and turned back into something vague. The flames sprouted, and the color of the blade returned to an unpretentious silvery white.

"It is indeed a demon sword. It actually wants to invade my consciousness. Is it just sealed by some strange power? It's not as difficult to deal with as I thought..."

After Du En noticed the mutation in the 'Kingdom of Slaughter', he immediately let go of his consciousness and gave the monster sword a chance to invade his consciousness. However, as Reilly said, once he sees this monster sword, Blood will become very weird. Just smelling the smell of blood will change it into this state. If it is stained with more blood, it may become even more uncontrollable.

If an ordinary swordsman comes into contact with this demon sword, it is indeed very likely that he will be mentally controlled and lose himself in killing and become the puppet of the demon sword.

Du En thought: "Although this demon sword is very strange, it is also very powerful, and the demon sword's desire to die is just for me. My spirit and will are as strong as a rock, so there is no need to worry about backlash. I am afraid that in the whole world, I am the only one who can suppress it." I have to hold on to this demonic sword..."

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