Pirate: I am the Great Swordsman of the Blood Race

Stepping over the four corpses, Bruch raised his eyes and saw a dozen guards rushing forward.

But when the group of guards saw the four corpses under his feet, they were a little timid, and the faces of the leaders turned pale.

However, they turned their heads to look at the people behind them, and suddenly felt a little more confident in their hearts.

No matter how strong this person is, can he still withstand the siege of a dozen of them?
Thinking of this, they roared, raised their shields and weapons and rushed towards Bruch.

Looking at the guard coming towards him in front of him, he smiled coldly.

It's a good time to test how strong the blood domain has become after breaking through.

He raised his right hand and clasped it into a claw. The blood of the four guards instantly turned into a blood thread and wrapped around his right hand.

"go with!"

With a low shout, the blood line shot towards the dozen or so guards in front of him like a fired bullet.

Stab, stab!
The blood lines split into hundreds and thousands, like spirit snakes, piercing through the bodies of the guards under their horrified gazes,

But in an instant, a dozen guards all died.

The state of death was extremely strange, the withered body did not have a trace of blood, and fell to the ground like pieces of ceramics that were smashed into pieces.

But the blood lines became more colorful, brighter, more in number, and more flexible.

Bruch commanded the blood line to open the way ahead, while he followed behind.

Oncoming enemies or guards, when they first saw Bruch, their heads were pierced by blood, turning them into haggard faces.

In this way, he came all the way to the bottom of the cabin.

But the noise coming from here is the most.

The people inside didn't seem to know Bruch's arrival at all, they were still drinking and making noise, playing and playing.

"67 arrows, Earl Duola, your arrow is leading, temporarily No. 1!" A loud voice sounded, as if announcing an important event, full of excitement.

"Hahaha!"

"Hehe! Dora, don't be too complacent. I've reached 62 rounds. Whoever wins may lose!"

"Change another one, give me another one, this one is too thin, it died after only 30 arrows."

"Yes"

Bruch stopped outside the red door, and the voice from inside reached his ears through the crack of the door.

It seems to be holding some kind of game.

But it shouldn't be a good game.

Inside he heard the word dead.

Commanding the bloodline to open the red door, Bruch saw the scene inside
Click!

The wooden floor under his feet instantly cracked!
There was a dead silence in the air instantly, and only an invisible killing intent was slowly rising.

angry!
Bruch looked at the scene with bloodshot eyes.

He didn't expect that after opening the door, it would be like this inside.
A dozen or so people in gorgeous aristocratic clothes are sitting on both sides, and there are all kinds of delicacies in front of them.

Among them, there is a path paved with a red carpet.

At the end of the path are more than a dozen pillars connected up and down, and the pillars are tied with iron chains one by one.

Some were terrified, some were numb, some couldn't tell whether they were in a coma or died, and remained motionless.

Without exception, all kinds of short arrows were stuck in their bodies.

And the source of these short arrows is a few nobles on the other side of this red carpet path.

With bows and crossbows in their hands, they were shooting at the tied people.

Everyone was smiling, as if they were playing some fun game.

Seeing this scene, Bruch's heart was filled with anger in an instant. With a gloomy face, he stepped into the gate step by step and loudly. The blood lines around his body seemed to feel that the master was angry. They flew up and down and became agitated, reflecting him like a demon god.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, all the nobles inside turned their heads to look at the door, and those nobles holding bows and crossbows were no exception.

When they saw who was coming, each of them was full of question marks.

Who is this person?

never seen
One of the nobles holding a crossbow shouted loudly:

"Who are you? Don't you know you can't enter here casually? Why don't you get out of here quickly."

Maybe it was because of the light, the place Bruch entered was dark, except for the blurred figure, there was no bloodline around him at all.

Otherwise, everyone would have been petrified.

A man with the appearance of a guard said with an apologetic smile:

"I'm sorry, nobles, this may be a newcomer who is not sensible, let me teach him a lesson!"

After speaking, he looked at the nobles around him with a smile on his face, and then strode towards this figure of unknown origin.

Just as he was walking quickly to the door, he suddenly stood still on the spot!
The nobles around were still waiting for him to drive out this unknown person quickly so that they could continue the game. Seeing him motionless, they became impatient and angry.

"Hurry up, do you still want to?"

In the middle of the speech, the nobleman was trembling with his mouth opening and closing up and down, unable to speak.

I saw the guard-looking man standing there for a while, then slowly fell to the ground. What was even more frightening was that the guard fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
broke?
The surrounding nobles all showed horror, and only then did they feel the faint killing intent coming from the air, which came from that figure.

At this time, the fool also knew that the visitors were not good, let alone a group of nobles who claimed to be superior to others.

"Who are you?"

Holding a bow and crossbow, a nobleman pointed at the figure at the door and asked tremblingly.

The figure didn't speak, but walked slowly with heavy steps.

tata tao~
There was a sound of shaking, every step was like a stone, hitting the hearts of these nobles, making them gradually unable to breathe.

The figure slowly walked out of the darkness and into the light.

Only then did they see the person in front of them clearly, with red pupils and bloody whites, they swept across the nobles in front of them like evil spirits.

The blood lines around his body waved and surged.

Like a tiny red snake in the air, a bloody and ominous aura instantly filled the audience.

"Ghost, ghost!"

Some timid nobles looked at the person who walked in with horror, and slowly moved back trembling.

Even some timid ones were so scared that they peed their pants.

But, likewise, there are nobles who are bold enough.

A nobleman with a crossbow in his hand looked at the figure in front of him, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he pressed the trigger of the crossbow in his hand.

call out!
The short arrow shot out, and the corner of the nobleman's mouth showed a slight smirk.

snort!Whatever you are, die!

However, soon his face became stiff, and he stared blankly at the figure in front of him.

In front of him, a red shield made of bloodshot eyes blocked his bow and crossbow, and a thin line shot out from the shield, heading straight for him