Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Elsewhere, a young husband desperately wielded a wooden stick against the pirates to protect his wife. But how could he be a match for these vicious thugs? He was quickly run through the chest by a pirate's sword and collapsed before his wife.

His wife let out a heart-wrenching cry, but a pirate rudely covered her mouth.

The entire Chifuri District was plunged into chaos and terror, with cries, pleas, and screams intermingling, as if a scene from hell was unfolding on earth.

Houses were set ablaze, and the fire soared into the sky, illuminating the night. Thick smoke billowed, filling the air and choking people.

The pirates, however, were immersed in this cruel plunder, unable to extricate themselves. Their hearts were filled with nothing but greed and desire, having completely lost their humanity.

At this moment, Captain Jett was still silently observing the situation.

He saw some pirates fighting each other over spoils, and he also saw some innocent islanders losing their lives in this catastrophe.

Such madness would not last long. Once it attracted the attention of a stronger local power, they might all find themselves in dire straits.

Soon, the commotion of the slaughter alarmed the professionals of Chifuri District.

A group of warriors wearing armor and wielding katana, led ashigaru soldiers, hurried over and instantly clashed with the pirates.

These island warriors were all professionals, and their strength was extraordinary. Although short in stature, they were extremely fierce in battle. Their eyes burned with anger, as if they wanted to incinerate these invading pirates.

The warriors moved nimbly, and the katana in their hands gleamed coldly in the moonlight. Each swing carried a fierce momentum, making the pirates dare not underestimate them.

There were also many shadowy figures lurking on the houses. These shadows were like ghosts, appearing and disappearing in the night, making them difficult to track.

"Are those ninjas?" Captain Jett muttered softly. His eyes were fixed on those shadows, and his heart was filled with vigilance.

Before setting out, Crown Prince Soren had specifically instructed him on matters to pay attention to, and he was also told that there might be Saint-level experts on the island continent, so he should not engage in too deep a conflict, lest he be unable to escape at a critical moment.

Captain Jett's men cheered when they saw this.

However, Captain Jett did not relax in the slightest. He shouted loudly, "Don't let your guard down, the battle is not over yet!"

On the battlefield, the shouts of the warriors and the roars of the pirates intertwined.

A burly warrior, wielding a katana, charged towards a pirate.

The pirate tried to resist, but the warrior's strength was immense. He instantly knocked the pirate's weapon away, then slashed at the pirate's shoulder, and blood spurted out.

On the other side, several ninjas worked together to throw shuriken at a group of pirates.

The pirates scattered to dodge, but one was unfortunately hit and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Captain Jett continued to draw his bow and shoot arrows, killing several more enemies.

His eyes remained calm and alert, searching for the targets that posed the greatest threat to his side.

In the fierce battle, a young warrior displayed extraordinary courage. Although he was wounded in several places, he still fought bravely and did not flinch.

His shouts inspired his companions, making them more determined to resist.

However, the pirates were numerous and also had a considerable number of professionals. Despite the warriors' valiant resistance, the situation was still unfavorable to them.

Some ashigaru soldiers began to suffer casualties, and signs of chaos gradually appeared in the ranks.

Seeing this, Captain Jett was already estimating that the strongest person on this island should be coming!

"Hah!"

With an angry shout, a blade of light descended from the sky, instantly killing all the pirates who were killing the most enthusiastically at the front.

The intense light flashed in the darkness, accompanied by splattering blood and shrill screams. The pirates, who had been arrogant just now, instantly lost their lives.

The island warriors immediately cheered, their voices filled with excitement and hope.

Their originally tense nerves were greatly encouraged by this powerful blow, and their morale soared instantly.

"For Chifuri District! Kill all these hateful pirates!" they shouted loudly, their voices resounding through the clouds.

Captain Jett calmly watched all of this, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, not letting go of any detail, silently assessing the opponent's strength.

"Seventh-rank at most, not bad!" Captain Jett himself was a seventh-rank pirate, so he was naturally not afraid of the opponent. He gripped the longbow in his hand, his muscles tensed, ready to respond at any time.

Seeing the strongest of the island warriors take action, two seventh-rank pirate captains immediately jumped out. They looked ferocious,

and tacitly joined forces to besiege the opponent.

One of these two pirate captains was tall and sturdy, like an iron tower, wielding a huge battle axe, each swing bringing a gust of wind.

His name was Brook, his face full of橫肉, and his eyes revealed endless ferocity. The muscles on his body bulged, as if containing infinite power.

The other was lithe, moving nimbly, wielding a pair of sharp short swords, like a ghost weaving around the enemy.

He was Spike, slender but agile, with a sly smile always on his face.

The strongest of the island warriors showed no intention of retreating in the face of the two men's siege. He stood firm,

and the katana in his hand was wielded impenetrably, forming a solid defensive line.

Sparks flew constantly at the intersection of knives and swords, illuminating their murderous faces. His name was Yamamoto Ichiro, a 5,000-koku hatamoto samurai of Chifuri District and the highest authority in Chifuri District.

His eyes were firm, his face resolute, and beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down his cheeks, but did not affect his fighting rhythm in the slightest.

Brook roared and swung his battle axe at Yamamoto Ichiro, the momentum as if to split him in half with one axe.

Yamamoto Ichiro sidestepped and easily dodged this blow, while the katana in his hand swung smoothly, leaving a shallow wound on Brook's arm.

Brook felt pain and launched an even more frantic attack.