Pirate World: Restoration

Two people stood on the empty street, a no longer young child and an even younger mother.

"Child, I know you survived."

"In the underworld, the forgotten people will turn into ghosts, lose their memories and their minds."

"But you still remember me, remember everyone, and remember everything about the Kingdom of Adrian."

Zel listened to all this quietly. Although he was a time traveler, he accepted all the memories of his predecessor.

That kind of empathy cannot be erased by memory. The tragedy of the destruction of the country lingered in my heart and could not be forgotten for a long time.

"Well, I still remember it."

The initial excitement subsided. Looking at the face in front of him that was so familiar that he could no longer be familiar, Zel just wanted to watch quietly.

Sometimes, looking at each other in silence is not boredom, but also nostalgia.

As if seeing Zel's thoughts, the princess smiled faintly and took Zel's hand.

"You've grown up, and your palms are much bigger than before."

"Although I look young, I'm already 33 years old."

"So what, you'll always be my son."

Feeling the coldness coming from his palms, Zel's eyes dimmed.

The past can never be returned.

"Do you still remember where you liked to go most when you were a child?"

"The weapon store, becoming a swordsman has been my dream since I was a child."

As the two walked, the surrounding environment began to change, and an exquisite weapon store appeared in front of them.

"Prince Zel, you're here again."

The shop owner was an old man, who stopped wiping his long sword and asked Zel.

Zel and the princess walked into the weapon store and found that there was no one in the store.

"Boss, your business is very bleak."

"Because Prince Zel only remembers me."

Zel nodded when he heard this.

He understood that the forgotten people were completely dead.

"Boss, the knives here are no good."

"Nonsense, the knives here are all standard weapons for the royal family."

"Basically, you have to change one after each use, and you still say that it is not a bad knife."

Before Zell obtained the Bloodstained, he had always used the standard long sword here, so he had a say in this.

"Prince Zell, don't you see what kind of battle you participated in?"

"It's just a fight with the admiral of the navy."

"You you you..."

The owner of the weapon shop was so angry that he couldn't speak. Of course, his weapons were not good for dealing with the admiral of the navy.

But he didn't invent it to deal with the strong, but to defend the country.

Thinking of this, the owner of the weapon shop suddenly calmed down.

"It's really a bad knife that can't deal with the admiral."

"Prince Zell, what did we do wrong? Why are we being killed like prey?"

After the owner of the weapon shop finished speaking, the weapon shop was like a mirage, twisted and dissipated.

"Maybe it's because I'm not strong enough."

Zel lowered his head. The feeling of powerlessness back then was the most important reason for his pursuit of power.

He witnessed his hometown being destroyed by artillery fire and familiar people falling in a pool of blood.

He had already run to the port, but still couldn't cross the iron wall built by the navy warships.

"Child, this is not your fault."

The princess who had been watching silently whispered to comfort him.

She wanted to pat Zel's shoulder, but found that she could no longer touch Zel's shoulder.

"Yes, Prince Zel, all this is not your fault."

The owner of the weapons shop also comforted him.

The time of Huangquan is eternal. Unless you are completely forgotten, yesterday will always be the day you die.

He has thought about this question countless times, but he will think about it countless times.

"Prince Zell, we don't blame you."

"Yes."

"You were still a child at that time, and we should have protected you."

"…………"

A series of voices rang out, and Zell looked up and found that the surroundings were full of people.

The leader was a handsome middle-aged man with short black hair, who was 80% similar to Zell.

"Child, you should go back. This place doesn't belong to you."

Zel was stunned for a moment and shouted.

"Father."

King Adrian nodded and walked slowly to Zell.

"You are still alive, so continue to live. People who are immersed in the past will be lost in the underworld."

Zel's lips moved, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"People in the present world, dare to invade the underworld!"

As the voice rang out, a skeleton man with flames all over his body appeared in the air.

Zel frowned, and the sudden appearance of the skeleton made him feel a little threatened.

"Everyone, wait for me."

After Zel finished speaking,Flying up to the air with blood wings, he stood opposite the undead.

"What are you?"

The undead replied with a cold voice.

"The will of Huangquan, the guide of death."

"If you dare to invade Huangquan, then you can't leave."

After the undead finished speaking, he punched Zel.

"Bloodstained, continuous slash!"

Zel drew his sword and slashed hundreds of times in an instant, each sword was wrapped with a strong armed color domineering.

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the undead did not break like the previous ghost, but just retreated a few meters.

"Bold, dare to go against Huangquan's will!"

After the undead finished speaking, the skeleton waved his arm, and a large group of dark ghosts gathered and attacked Zel.

"Bloodstained Tornado!"

The blood-colored tornado erupted with Zel as the center, covering the surrounding ghosts.

Tearing, breaking, screams resounded throughout Huangquan.

The face of the undead was ugly. Zel's strength exceeded his expectations.

"The Land of Hades!"

The undead raised his arm, and the burning flame became hotter and hotter, like a lighthouse attracting people lost on the sea.

Countless ghosts gathered from all directions and approached the undead.

As more and more ghosts approached, the undead turned into a dark giant.

Holding a sickle, it was like the god of death who harvested life.

"People in the world, stay!"

The undead held a sickle and chopped at Zel, with amazing momentum.

"Blood-stained·Wandering Dragon!"

Zel was not to be outdone, and turned into a bright blood dragon and attacked the undead.

The sickle and the blood dragon were in a stalemate. As time passed, the sickle retreated slightly.

The undead shook hard and forcibly pulled the distance between the two.

But Zel would never let him go. His figure flashed, leaving only a blood shadow in the place.

"Bloodstained Shadow Kill!"

A huge gap suddenly appeared on the back of the undead, and countless dark ghosts fell out of it.

But at this moment, another large group of ghosts approached from the sky and merged into the huge body of the undead.

"Stay!"

The giant, who had grown a little bigger, swung his sickle and collided with the bloodstained in Zel's hand.

Bang!

Zel's figure retreated a distance, and the power of the undead increased again.