After hearing the roar, all the pirates on the Black Pearl screamed angrily at the same time.
Yes! The hatred between Little Lord Fokker and the Black Pearl is definitely not small. During the battle in Turtuga Port, Lord Little Fokker fought undeclaredly. The entire Black Pearl was almost captured, and almost half of the senior crew members died. The pirates who were still on board at this time also remembered that period of hatred!
For them, the conflict with Captain Jack is only an internal conflict, but the shame brought to them by Lord Fokker is an out-and-out external conflict, so of course the guns must be unanimous at this time!
Strike, whose head was almost flattened by the horse's hoof, also got up at this time, pinched his fake eye with his thumb and index finger, and said with a sinister smile:
"Although I hate this damn curse on me very much, it seems that it is quite useful when facing this kind of idiot. Immortals, we will use your flesh and soul to pay homage and cleanse today The shame you brought to Black Pearl!"
Disdain appeared in Little Lord Fokker's eyes, and he galloped forward suddenly, but Strick blocked him again. Little Lord Fokker swung his sword suddenly, and cut the pirate into two sections from head to toe, including the intestines, heart, lungs and other organs. Scattered all over the ground, but there was no blood, all the internal organs jumped up like a frog, and they were about to overlap again! At the same time, two more pirates pounced forward, tightly hugging the demon horse Momoore's horse's legs!
These immortal pirates have already noticed that Lord Fokke should be relying on this horse to maintain his maneuvering advantage. In any case, he only needs to control his horse first, then it is equivalent to a large horse. This greatly increased the difficulty of Little Lord Fokker's escape.
Driven by hatred, these pirates even clung to the horse's legs, opened their yellow and messy teeth, and gnawed hard at Momoore's horse like a ferocious ghoul. leg! Although this terrifying monster was extremely powerful, after one or two pirates were hung on its four legs, it could only let out a helpless and shrill neigh.
Lord Fokker violently swung the huge sword in his hand, but the effect did not seem to be too great. Only flames can restrain the immortality of the pirates, and burning them to ashes will greatly delay their rebirth time, physical attacks and derived freezing effects on them are very weak.
"You dirty maggots! You ants with rotten souls, get away from me!"
Little Lord Fokke swung the rune sword vigorously, and began to roar loudly, but his eyes suddenly saw a figure, and that figure was limping towards the deck and fled out! And he still had that notebook under his arm!
The notebook that records the most fundamental secrets of the Falk family!
"He, how could he still be alive? He can't escape!! If something happens to Moore, it's a big deal to sacrifice in the summoning circle and then call again, but if the secrets of the Fokker family are leaked! Then you will be an enemy of the whole world Ah, then my decades of painstaking efforts will be in vain! For the entire Fogg family, it is likely to be a disaster!"
Such a thought suddenly passed through Little Lord Fokker's mind.
Seeing that Mo Moore, the monster horse, has been tightly entangled by the pirates on the Black Pearl, it broke free from the entanglement of one pirate, but two new pirates rushed forward, even though it is extremely powerful, it has no way to fight like this. Show your skills in the narrow space, and those damned ghouls are still greedily biting and devouring its body!
Little Lord Fokker finally made a wise and difficult decision to abandon his horse! If he cared more about Momoore, then that damned thief would have disappeared without a trace. That diary has been unsealed, so it must not be passed on! And according to Momoore's strength, he can also hold these undead pirates for a long time, so that he has enough time to kill that damned thief!
Little Fokker's legs exerted strength, and the two stirrups with light blue ice hanging from the demon horse Momoore's back suddenly tightened, and then gave him a huge force back. Little Fokker, who was wearing plate armor all over his body, pointed at the bulkhead next to him and threw himself out. With his heavy weight and inertia, he knocked out a big hole in the bulkhead with a "click" very simply. Then with the sound of "Kacha Kacha" when the armor collided, Senyan immediately chased after him.
At this time, Little Fokker exposed his first weakness: that is, although the movement speed cannot be said to be slow, it must not be said to be fast.
For this point, people with a little brain can also easily deduce it. Firstly, it is because Lord Fokke always rides the demon horse Moore, and secondly, his knight armor is too heavy. How will also have a certain impact on the movement speed.
Seeing this scene in the distance, Sheyan nodded without anyone noticing. After all, for him, the speed of Little Lord Fokker's movement speed is really a matter of life and death. Even if the deduction has a 99% chance of being correct, if there is a 1% exception, then it will become a 100% dead end! For him, even though he has magical props from the Avatar world as a last resort, it also means that the entire layout since entering the world has come to nothing. Sheyan absolutely cannot accept this level of defeat.
Facing Lord Fokker's relentless pursuit to the death, Fang Senyan also activated the soul equipment: the acceleration ability of endless vodka very simply, turned around and ran. Now he needs to verify the second guess in his mind!
If Sheyan's first guess—the guess about the speed of Little Lord Fokker—decided whether he would give up all his previous efforts and be driven back to the nightmare space in despair.
Then Sheyan's second guess at this time is the key to whether he can kill Lord Fokke here!
At this time, although the moon was hidden behind the cloud, the prosperity in Tetuga Port was still there, and the streets were bustling with people. Fang Senyan even ran into the crowd without morals. He was dressed in a very ordinary way, just a sailor who couldn't be more downcast. This kind of scene of running away in a hurry is almost common in the relatively chaotic Tetuga every day. It has to be staged hundreds of times, so except for those who are squeezed by him to swear, the rest are used to it.
But Lord Fokker's outfit is very conspicuous. The knight in full plate armor also wears an armor with a mask. His armor and the surface of the armor are pure black, with a strange light shining on it, and The deep lines of the magic circle are portrayed, and the rune sword at the waist is also emitting a little bit of cold air. The first impression it gives people is that it is shadowy, dark, and powerful.
Little Lord Fokker walked towards Sheyan with strides. Unfortunately, although the straight-line distance between the two was less than fifty meters, the obstacles included at least twenty drunks, three Whore, two oxen and a carriage.
Obviously, in such a noisy environment full of obstacles, the distance between the two parties will become farther and farther. So the cruel little Lord Fokker immediately clenched the hilt of his sword and chose the most effective and direct method. After all, he is also a human being, or more precisely, he has been a human being for a long time, Know how to get rid of those damn obstacles the fastest—or let those long-legged proteins fuck off.
Another very important reason is that Tertuga rose after the decline of Turtuga Port. It can be said that it stepped on the corpse of Turtuga Port. For him, it must be that he doesn't have a good impression of Tetuga. This is similar to the mentality of the men and women who broke up saying things like "I'm happy to see you doing well", but in fact the QQ signature says "I'm happy to see you not doing well". place.
So it is very natural for Little Lord Fokke to destroy the prosperity in front of him, which is putting salt on the wound in his heart, even if there is no Sheyan. Of course, if he adds the reason of chasing Sheyan, then he will do it Be more ruthless, so as to make myself feel more comfortable.
A prostitute with thick lips gesticulating saw Lord Fogg, she thought he was a big client who could squeeze out twenty or thirty gold pounds, so she deliberately squeezed out her cleavage, and got close to Lord Fogg, she was a man who liked hunks Guy, it looks like little Lord Fokker's appearance is quite to her liking:
"HI, my friend, I bet you'll have a drink or two with me. Then I can take you to a really nice place."
She began to try to hook Lord Fokker's arm, but she suddenly covered her mouth and coughed, the coughing sound ranged from mild to severe, the initial cough seemed to be just clearing her throat, but later it was as violent as water entering the trachea as violent.
Finally, the woman let out a breath and vomited out half of her phlegm, but there were shocking bright red and lumps in the sputum. The woman actually coughed up all the debris of her own lungs. She opened her eyes wide His terrified and confused eyes fell down, and he didn't understand what happened until his death.
The Black Death began to breed again on the land of Tetuga Port, but the impact last time was only limited to the golden tents, but this time, it was the little Lord Fokker himself who carried darkness and death. Come spread! ! This is doomed that there will be a catastrophe in Tertuga, a terrible catastrophe! Everything is going smoothly according to Sheyan's script!