Pirates: Rush to the Peak

"Captain Kuro!" Tezulo turned his head in horror and saw Kuro standing behind him.

Kuro's deep and cold eyes stared at him, revealing a chilling aura.

"What are you hesitating about? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge!"

Kuro's voice was low and hoarse, like the whisper of a demon from the depths of hell.

After saying that, he suddenly exerted force on his hand, grabbed Tezoro's hand and pressed it hard downwards.

"Pfft!"

With a sharp and piercing sound, the golden spear shining with brilliant light rushed past like lightning and instantly pierced through the chest of Saint Trast.

"Well!!!!"

The sudden severe pain woke Saint Trast from his coma. He opened his eyes wide and an expression of disbelief and horror appeared on his face.

However, the intense pain quickly spread throughout his body, making it impossible for him to react at all. In the end, he could only let out a groan of extreme pain.

At the same time, Saint Trast's eyes were like two burning flames, fixed on Tesoro and Kuro standing behind him.

His eyes were filled with anger, confusion and unwillingness, as if he wanted to eat the two people in front of him alive.

"Master Kuro! What on earth are you doing?!"

Tezulo's voice was mixed with extreme anger, and even his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

He tightly grasped the golden spear in his hand, and the spear head pierced deeply into Saint Trast's chest. Blood flowed down the spear, staining the ground red.

Facing Tesoro's questioning, Kuro merely let out a cold and cruel smile.

"I just helped you make a decision."

His tone was chillingly calm, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial matter to him.

"Besides, don't you know in your heart that you have been wanting to get rid of him for a long time?"

Kuro continued, a sly gleam in his eyes.

After hearing this, Tesoro moved his lips, as if he wanted to explain something.

But when he opened his mouth to say these three short words, "But I...", his throat seemed to be suddenly blocked by something and he could no longer make any sound.

The rage in his heart was burning, and of course he wanted to kill Saint Trast.

No, it's not just Saint Trast. He wants to get rid of all those high-handed and domineering Celestial Dragons as soon as possible.

However, he knew very well that he simply did not have enough strength and courage to confront the entire world government head-on.

He is currently far from having the strength to bear the consequences of becoming a mortal enemy of the Celestial Dragons.

Therefore, after careful consideration, he wanted to use others to help him eliminate these hateful celestial dragons.

And the unlucky guy who was chosen to act as this "knife" was Kuro.

He thought that everything would develop according to his carefully designed script, but he never expected that in the end, he would be the one who actually killed the Celestial Dragon!

This was completely unexpected and caught him off guard.

At this moment, Tezoro's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, and his heart was as turbulent as the waves of the sea. All kinds of complicated emotions intertwined together, causing him to fall into deep thought.

At this moment, Feld quietly walked up to him.

Feld's pair of green bean-sized eyes kept rolling around, as if he was observing the surrounding situation and the subtle changes in Tezoro's expression.

Suddenly, without warning, Feld said loudly: "Master Kuro is absolutely right!"

These sudden words were like a thunderclap, instantly breaking the heavy atmosphere in the air and interrupting Tesoro's chaotic and complicated thoughts.

After hearing the voice, Tezoro slowly raised his head with a suspicious look on his face, and his eyes fell directly on Feld, as if he wanted to see through the other's seemingly flattering smile to see his true intentions.

At the same time, countless questions seemed to flash in that person's eyes.

"Tesoro, with Master Kuro here, there's no need for us to be afraid, isn't that right?"

Feld keenly caught the doubt in Tezoro's eyes and immediately raised his voice and shouted.

At this moment, Kuro was standing quietly behind Tesoro, like a steady mountain, exuding a terrifying deterrent force.

Feld knew very well that there were some things that he couldn't say directly in front of Kuro, so he could only express his thoughts in this obscure way.