Back to the coast.

The old sea dog indeed saw a large stranded ship, but the hull had broken and leaked, and even the mast was broken. There were corpses of his subordinates on the beach, and the survivors were restraining these corpses. No matter what others said, no matter whether their identities were notorious pirates, these people were brothers who fought back to back. They died in the shipwreck and should have at least a decent grave.

The old furry's expression was a little sad.

Although he did everything he could do in food, drink, go-to, gambling, all of them were his own team, many of them were old brothers who had followed him for many years, and several of them saved his life.

Now that he is dead here, he always feels so nervous!

These are all elites in Modo City, and there are veterans who have experienced fighting with other pirate kings. They did not die under the enemy's sword, but died in a storm.

It’s really sad to think about it!

"Clean up the things."

The old sea dog saw the body of a young man, which was the nephew of an old brother. He followed him for a long time and received assassin training in Modo City. He was also very good at it. This young man who should have a great future has now turned into a cold corpse. The old sea dog squatted down and closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet.

Almost all died.

I don’t know how many brothers who are a few hundred will survive!

The old seahorse wanted to slap him a few times. At that time, the navigator told him that the storm was approaching, but in order to get to the Eastern Kingdom early, the fleet did not dock for a day but was caught up by the terrible storm. It is false to say that it is not painful and blame yourself. The veteran pirates in Modo City all have been fighting for the rest of their lives, and their friendship was accumulated with blood and fire when conquering other pirates. Now that so many people have died and injured, he doesn't know how to explain to His Excellency Sauron even if he returns alive!

The old furry has not been decadent for a long time.

Soon, he stood up again and said in a deep voice: "Everyone cleans up what they can use! No matter what, we have to leave here alive."

His subordinates quickly started to move.

If there are leaders, they have the backbone, and the materials that can still be used on the broken ship were collected bit by bit.

"Boss!"

At this moment, a pirate walking and turning came to the old sea dog, handed a black flag in front of him, and said, "This thing is still there! Do we want to bring it with us?"

Black Flag!

Flag of Modo City!

"nonsense!"

The old sea dog slapped it, then grabbed the flag, picked up a wooden stick and inserted it. The black war chess fluttered on this strange land with the sea breeze. The old sea dog stood on the beach and looked into the distance, murmured: "The black flag is still there! The number of our Sixth Fleet has not been destroyed yet!"

"We can regroup when we meet other pirates."

The subordinates next to him were a little confused and murmured: "Only a few of us? Can we annex other pirates?"

Bang.

Another slap was slapped.

The old sea dog glared at him and said in a deep voice: "Modo City annexes other pirates into the gang! A black flag is enough!"

This is a heroic saying.

But the old sea dog was still a little guilty. If it was on the south coast, it would be enough to be a black flag. Those small groups of pirates had to cry and shout to join Modo City, but this place belongs to the eastern sea area, and the old sea dog was not sure whether the black flag of Modo City had such a chariot in this unfamiliar sea area.

No matter what.

A flag is morale, this black flag cannot be lost!

...

Wind spear hills, north of the north.

This is Baron Naros' territory, a territory that is not very rich or conspicuous behind the mountains.

There are always some quirks among the nobles. Baron Naros is such a person who rarely deals with other nobles. The family has been passed down for hundreds of years and has never declined but has never risen. There is no fertile land here, so there is not much tax. The residents are only about half of the population of other lords, and many of them are still mountain people who rely on hunting to make a living.

but.

There are other things here, too.

The cold night wind blew out from the valley, and two young men who were watching the night like fire leaned together. The temperature dropped a lot at night. As a little different creature, they were actually very afraid of the cold.

Because they are snake people.

A naturally cold-blooded animal, no matter how well it is disguised, its nature cannot be changed.

“So cold!”

One of the young men approached the fire and said in a slightly cursed tone: "Is that bitch Ulrika back?"

"Yes." Another man nodded.

The young man seemed to be very disgusted with the woman named Ulrika. He cursed, "Why didn't that ** die outside?"

"Last time I went out to perform a task."

"So many people died so that she was the only one left to come back! After returning, it always made people feel strange! Later, there were people from the Fear Sect coming to find her!"

"I want me to tell you that the failure of the mission must be related to her."

"She should be executed directly!"

The companion next to him did not talk. This made the young man feel strange. He turned his head and took a look. He found that the other person looked ahead with a dull expression, his eyes seemed to be covered by fear.

Thriller!

This situation almost scared him to the point of his hair. When he looked at his companion's gaze, he suddenly felt a little strange.

There is a little girl in front of me.

A very cute little girl, probably in her teens, wearing a black princess dress, snow-white stockings on her delicate legs, and delicate leather boots. She looked at the two people in front of her with a smile. Her smile was so cute and charming, and she was like a little angel falling to the world. But everything in front of her made him feel chill all over, and even his body began to stiffen, and an indescribable sense of fear enveloped his mind.

"Finally found it."

The cute little girl patted her hands and said to herself: "Vivian! Do you think we should kill them? Or kill them?"

Strangely speaking.

Some kind of force enveloped the two young snake men, making them want to shout but unable to make any sound.

"Lilian."

The cute little girl stood there and muttered to herself, whispering: "These two people may be of some use. Snake people are very good races. Maybe we can consider controlling them first and then conquering the Fear Sect."

"All right."

"Then let's not kill them for now. Let's go and see another little toy."

"hey-hey!"

"It turns out that the Fear Church found our little toys. No wonder that happened!"

A light breeze blew by.

The two young snake men suddenly regained consciousness, but there was still a chill all over their bodies.

Too scary!
Chapter completed!