Pirate: Magnetic Sword God

The wind doesn’t know when it has stopped.

The sky became even more gloomy.

Thousands of miles of snow drifted, and snowflakes fell heavily to the ground.

On the military port of Marin Fandor, tens of thousands of navies in battle robes have already loaded their guns and live ammunition, swinging into the camp of slaughter, their eyes firmly watching the warship that slowly burst and emerged.

The battleship is small.

It’s the lightest fast ship of the kind.

But no one dared to ignore this warship that did not carry any heavy weapons.

Because on the mast of this battleship, there was a black flag that ran through the skeleton sword.

The dense navy was like a blue-white Wang Yang, and countless muzzles had been raised, aiming at the long black figure on the deck.

The new marshal of the NEO, the man with a bounty of one billion Bailey, Luo Xiu.

What was even more terrifying was that a thick creaking sound came out from the positions of various military fortresses.

On the hollow heavy gun, the black barrel was aimed at the small warship, exuding a suffocating pressure.

“What a good scene, it seems that this time, I really didn’t come to the wrong place.”

On the deck of NEO’s new naval warship, a deep voice slowly came out.

Behind Luo Xiu, a figure slowly walked out from the cabin.

His appearance was extremely strange, like a bird, but he was wearing an elegant aristocratic dress.

Luo Xiu did not look back.

He stood at the bow of the ship like that, quietly looking at the majestic fortress standing in front of him, and an inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart.

People say that they are cowardly, and this is indeed true.

Although it was only a few months since Luo Xiu “defected” to the navy at this time, returning to his hometown made Luo Xiu feel emotion for a while.

When he left, he was the adopted son of Admiral Zefa, a rising star of the Navy, yes

The youngest major general in the history of the Ministry.

But when he returns to this holy place of justice again, he is a criminal wanted by both the world government and the navy, the commander in charge of NEO’s new navy, and the navy’s worst enemy.

The absurdity and irony in this made Luo Xiu’s heart inevitably appear a touch of bitterness.

That’s life.

Perhaps one thing made inadvertently, or an occasional choice, is enough to change a lot.

I have touched the essence of the world, and I have also played life.

But he Luoxiu, finally one day, put everything down and went forward alone.

“How’s that, nostalgic for your past?”

“It’s not like your personality.”

The man behind him smiled.

Luo Xiu shook his head lightly and said softly:

“Morgans, shouldn’t a guy like you who makes a living in the darkness of this world avoid such scenes?”

“If you let these navies know that you are the Dark Emperor of the underground world of the New World, it is estimated that they will shoot without hesitation, and then strip your feather to make clothes.”

Morgans smiled triumphantly:

“Don’t forget, my identity is the owner of the World Economic News Agency.”

“Even the navy has to weigh the consequences of moving me.”

“They don’t want some bad news stories around the world tomorrow.”

He shrugged his shoulders, his gaze drifted to the huge and majestic military fortress in the distance, and one after another imposing figures were stepping out of the gate, his eyes gradually turning scarlet, even crazy.

“Besides, I don’t want to miss such a scene.”

“Luo Xiu, do you know what is the most important thing about a great news report?”

Luo Xiu paused, his eyebrows raised.

“Accuracy? Timeliness? ”

Morgans smiled and said:

“Yes, it’s not right.”

“A good enough news story can change the fate of history.”

“I don’t know what cards you have today, let alone your courage to come to the headquarters of the Navy alone.”

“But I believe that I am witnessing the most thrilling piece of history since the era of sea thieves.”

“And I, Morgans, will have the first perspective of this period of history.”

“News is only temporary, but history is forever.”

“Luo Xiu, whether you want to or not, for countless years to come, your name will remain in the history books and be evaluated by anyone!”

“As for whether you are famous for eternity or a stench for thousands of years, what difference does it make?”

Luo Xiu fell silent.

After a moment, he slowly spoke:

“Morgans, you know what?”

“History is just a little girl dressed up by anyone.”

“Just like the waves of this sea, they rush to the ocean one after another, pushing higher and higher.”

“They used all their life’s strength to cross the ocean and carry boats, but the final result can only become a pile of foam under the feet of ordinary water-playing children on the coast thousands of miles away.”

“That’s the nature of history.”

“I don’t expect to be remembered.”

Luo Xiu slowly clenched his fists, and the black broad marshal cloak behind him bulged, hunting and dancing wildly.

“10,000 years is too long, just race for the day.”

Finish speaking.

He raised his head and showed a cold smile to the many naval bigwigs who appeared on the edge of the military port like a great enemy.

“Long time no see, my old colleagues.”

“I’m here today to give you a chance.”

“—an opportunity to let the banner of justice fly over the new world.”

He slowly opened his arms.

There seemed to be a fierce wind in the void.

Countless seagull flags soared into the sky without wind.

Seeing this scene, Morgan who was standing behind Luo Xiu licked the corners of his mouth with scarlet eyes, and quickly wrote a sentence in his notebook in his hand.

– “At the end of 1513, the new Marshal of the NEO Navy, Luo Xiu, arrived alone at the headquarters of the navy, Marin Fandor, and laid out a condition for justice that could not be refused. ”

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