Pirate: I am the Great Swordsman of the Blood Race

Very fast!

Under the horrified gaze of this nobleman, it directly penetrated his thigh and entered his body.

"Ah!" The extreme pain hit from the thigh and swept across the whole body.

The nobleman could only feel the blood running wildly in his body, splitting, swallowing, and the pain swept his whole body, which made him unable to help but shout:

"Ah! You bastard, let me go, I'm the hereditary earl of Philia, a member of the world government, do you want to die?"

The surrounding nobles also revealed their identities one by one, threatening the figure.

"You'd better let me go, I'm the prince of Gaburo Kingdom"

"I am the Duke of the Kingdom of Lolita, little brat, do you know the consequences of offending me?"

"I'm the king of Bugadoliwei Kingdom, a member of the world government, a pariah, and it's too late to beg for mercy."

"I'm."

From their point of view, this person probably didn't know their identities at all, so he attacked them. After knowing their identities, he would definitely kneel down and kowtow to them, begging for mercy.

Hearing the surrounding nobles reveal their identities one by one, the gloomy look in Bruch's eyes became more intense.

This is the nobility?
Are these the people who run the country?
There is even a king
Among the dozens of nobles, there is even the king of the country that joined the world government.

Bruch's unbearable anger rose, and the originally suppressed anger broke out in an instant, turning into a shocking laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The momentum like a demon god erupted instantly.The jet-black long hair fluttered in the wind with this momentum.

His laughter was full of anger, tyranny, and a trace of sadness.

His eyes froze, and his wine-red pupils and bloodshot whites instantly turned pure blood.

Blood-red eyes like two purgatory abysses.Staring at all the nobles present.

The threats and intimidation of the people present instantly became silent.

Especially when they were watched by bloody eyes, their souls seemed to be frightened out.

"You all go to hell and repent for me!!!"

Bruhe roared, and the blood that had been condensed into a blood shield instantly turned into thousands of blood threads, passing through the bodies of all the nobles present.

For a while, there were endless screams.

But no one died.

As Bruch said, let them go to hell and repent.

Those blood lines released by him seemed to turn into sharp knives, shuttling and swimming back and forth in their bodies.

With the bursting of their hearts, the blood flows into the whole body, cutting their blood vessels, but not letting them die.

From the outside, they looked like puppets on a string, controlled by blood threads, swinging their limbs indiscriminately, making various painful and twisted movements.

Bruch walked past the group of nobles who were already shitting, walked to the pillars one by one, and looked at the people who were already full of arrows.

Those who were sober looked at Bruch with a numb look.

They looked at the figure in front of them, and then at the screaming nobles, their eyes were dark and numb, and gradually became a little emotional.

"Help me!"

A person utters a cry for help, and then
"help me!"

"Please, save me!"

Everyone seemed to see hope, regardless of the arrows stuck in their bodies, they tremblingly asked him for help.

Bruch pulled out the ghost from his waist.

Brush brush!
A few flashes of knife light flashed, and the chains on their bodies broke into several sections, and they fell to the ground with a heavy pounding sound.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

After waving his hands, he looked at the escaped people in front of him and asked:
"Do you know where the rest of the boat is?"

Since this ship was a slave ship, there must be more than these people. Sure enough, a tall man among them expressed that he would lead the way for Bruch.

For the rest, Bruch told them to rest where they were while he waited to see if he could find some medical supplies on the ship.

If they are not allowed to heal their injuries quickly, I am afraid that several people will die.

After an hour, the room was full of people, their eyes twinkling at the wailing nobles in front of them.

A faint voice sounded, echoing throughout the room.

"Their life and death, you decide."

Bruch controlled the bloodline, controlled the group of nobles like puppets on a string, making them kneel on the ground, unable to move.

The rescued people around them all showed hatred in their eyes, staring at those who tortured them.

Bruch circled around, then waved his hand gently, signaling them to be free, and then walked out of the room.

Close the red door and light a cigarette.

Call ~
Outside the wooden door, he could faintly hear screams.

After a long time, the door was opened, a tall man came out, and then more and more people came out.

Bruch turned to look at them, behind them to be precise.
Bloody and bloody, lumps of flesh and bones mixed with bones, all expressing the anger of this group of people.

He just glanced at it lightly, then withdrew his gaze.

Then with a thought, the red blood line brought the blood on the ground and turned it into a blood cell with a diameter of about three meters.

With a wave of Bruch's right hand, the huge blood cells gradually faded and finally disappeared.

The people around him who were saved by him showed astonishment, but they didn't speak. They knew that the next fate was in the young man's hands.

After the blood cells disappeared, Bruch looked at everyone present.

Aside from the dead, there are men, women, and murlocs in this group.Civilians have it, and so do pirates.

Bruch looked at them indifferently, and it took a long while before he said a word.

"You are free, go south from here, there is a small island, you can disembark on that island."

"Remember, don't let anyone catch you again in the future."

"Thank you!"

"Thank you! We remembered!"

The voices of thanks came one after another.

"Do any of you know how to sail a boat?"

During his questioning, a young man of medium build stood up.

According to him, his boat skills are not very good, but there is no problem in navigating a boat to a small island.

After Bruch arranged them, they went to the top deck.

With one foot on the side of the boat, Bruch, who was about to jump off, suddenly stopped.

Looking back at the people following behind him, he said:
"By the way, I know that many of you are pirates, so I might as well tell you that I am a navy."

With that said, Bruch jumped down and onto his boat.

He knew that there might be many pirates in the future of this group of people, because they had killed so many nobles of the kingdom after all, but there was no way around it.

Even Bruch himself