Pirate System

Chapter 238

Several days passed.

The elf village chief lived extremely tormented every day, just like an ant on a hot pan. He desperately wanted to rescue his beloved daughter, who was like a pearl in his palm, and also desperately wanted to cut off Tangke's head to feed the birds. But Lolita is in Tangke's hands, and Tangke is very shrewd. He has already driven the black ship far away. It is as difficult as going to the sky to rescue Lolita.

Eighty percent of it was because of his injury. Tangke didn't do much these days, but if he recovered, he would definitely come to Caiyun Village. The food on the black ship was limited. Just to supply the food, Tang Ke would definitely come to Caiyun Village for help, not to mention that Tang Ke seemed very eager to leave here.

But even if Tang Ke came to Caiyun Village again, what would happen?

Tangke was holding Lolita's life in his hands, and no matter what request he made, the elf village chief had to accept it. This state of being controlled by people everywhere made him feel powerless.

If it continues like this, let alone killing Tangke, it is very likely that even the secret of the Tibetan Sword Pagoda will not be kept.

Under this predicament, the elf village chief thought of another child of his own.

If he wasn't forced to, he would never have thought of this unfilial son, because this unfilial son, just like Tangke, is a danger that threatens the stability of the whole village. However, such a dangerous existence is the strongest person in the village, who has comprehended the highest kendo, and has reached the fifth-order strength at a young age, and his future achievements are even more limitless.

From talent alone, he should be proud of his son.

But when I think of my son's character...

The head of Ling Village sighed, and a nightmarish scene appeared in his mind. Under the blood-drinking blade, more than two dozen swordsmen in the village were brutally killed. And it was his son, D'Addarian, who committed this evil deed.

The surprisingly large moon hung in the sky, but only half of it was exposed, as if a squinting eye was watching the whole world.

The elf village chief took hesitant steps and went deep into the only valley on the island. In the dark depths, locked a humanoid beast eager to sip death.

It is not appropriate to describe it as locked, the wooden fence is completely useless to Dadarian. What really locked Dadarian was the majesty of the elf village chief as his father.

Because Dadarian still had a trace of humanity, the elf village chief reluctantly continued to treat this son as a human being, otherwise, he would have severed the father-son relationship with the other party long ago.

The head of the elf village chief has been cut short, and in order to cover up the ugly shape, he had to put on a feather hat. He was seriously injured in the last battle, and now he is wrapped in cloth strips, and every step he takes will affect the wound and cause pain. He held a knife wrapped in a coat in his hand. He didn't want to have contact with the sword that had murdered people in the same village, so he wrapped it in cloth.

Getting closer and closer to the cell, when he was about to reach his destination, the elf village chief hesitated even more, and even wanted to turn around and leave. He slowed down and approached there reluctantly.

If you want to save Lolita safely, you can only rely on the beast of Dadarian.

The elf village chief persuaded himself in his heart, and only then did he regain his firm belief.

The cold wind howled from the valley, mixed with the smell of blood.

The elf village chief frowned, and there was an extremely disturbing guess in his heart. He walked bumpily to the cell and looked over there through the bright moonlight. What he saw was a very disgusting scene.

Dadarian was sitting cross-legged in the cell, holding a dead bird in his slender and beautiful hand. The belly of the dead bird was torn open, revealing its small and delicate internal organs. He used the index finger of his other hand to gently touch it inside. Stirring, as if searching for something. His hands and wrists were stained red, and there was also a patch of dried blood on the ground, like a red flower.

What's really scary is that expression. In the face of blood and death, that expression is so calm, even a little boring. It seemed like he was saying that this dead bird was just a little toy for boring time, and it couldn't satisfy his real desire to kill at all.

Dadarian had already heard the movement, and glanced here, his eyes terribly sharp. He obviously has an incomparably beautiful face, but this face does not make people feel the slightest affinity, it will only make people feel fearful and want to stay away.

The anger of the elf village chief at this time was no less than his anger towards Tangke. He asked: "I didn't expect you to be even more depraved when you were locked in a cell, and you would do such a disgusting thing."

"I've been locked in a cell since I was born. Don't you understand, neither this place nor the entire sea of ​​clouds is just a cell." Dadarian said boringly, and bored the dead bird thrown out of the cell.

"Is Caiyun Village just a prison cell for you? No wonder you can be so cruel to the people in the same village."

Dad's words brought back wonderful memories of Dadarian. A year ago, he brought all the powerful swordsmen from the village to the mountain, with a total of twenty-three people.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to these people: How about we have a death fight? I'm not joking, the so-called deathmatch is a duel at the risk of life. I think your swords have long been screaming bloodthirsty, right? A sharp sword was originally a tool for killing people, and it was used all day long to fake punches. How could it possibly stand it?

After he finished speaking, he put his face against his beloved knife, Xiaohu Wan, with a tender expression on his face. He had already had a deep resonance with the knife in his hand.

When the twenty-three people heard it, they were all shocked at first, unable to believe their ears.

Dadarian smiled wryly, and he knew that the group of wooden people would not understand it all at once. For swordsmen, rather than using words to communicate, it is better to communicate directly with swords. He went out and cut off an elf's arm.

After this knife was cut, Dadarian was out of control. He restrained the desire to kill for more than 20 years, and finally got a small satisfaction. In the previous discussions, he had to control his knife every time to avoid hurting the fellow villagers. This kind of patience made him feel deep pain.

His kendo is killing.

When the blade cuts off the arm, the touch is so wonderful, and it also proves that only destruction can reflect the value of a swordsman.

Blood spewed from the wound, and the sight was so fleeting and so beautiful.

Dadarian laughed wildly, he wanted to taste sweeter happiness with the knife in his hand, and Xiaohuwan responded enthusiastically, encouraging him to continue.

The feast of slaughter begins like this.

Unchained, Dadarian turned into a demon and stained the hillside with the blood of his fellow villagers. Jianguang draws all kinds of beautiful arcs, destroys it to the fullest, and turns the most precious life in the world into nothingness.

This is the swordsman, this is the purpose of swordsmanship, this is called satisfaction

Dadarian wept with joy. He had been struggling to suppress the suffocation for more than 20 years, and finally found an outlet. After the feast was over, he stood on the pile of corpses of the same villagers, closed his eyes and savored the process just now, without the slightest remorse, some were just satisfied.

Later, my father came, and when he saw the purgatory-like scene on the hillside, he almost went crazy on the spot.

Dadarian didn't attack his father. He was immersed in the thrill of killing, but he was still able to distinguish between what could be killed and what could not be killed. If there were outsiders, he wouldn't actually kill the villagers, but unfortunately Yunhai is a closed environment. If he wants to kill, he can only find people in the same village.

who did it? who did it? At that time, my father wanted to ask frantically.

D'Addarian scratched his head with his blood-stained hands, smiled apologetically, and said, "I did it.

Since then, D'Addarian has been imprisoned in the depths of the valley. If it weren't for the fact that no one dared to kill him, he would have been executed by now. Because his father threatened his life, he chose to stay in the cell. Anyway, in his opinion, the entire sea of ​​clouds was a cell, so it was the same wherever he stayed. In the past year, no one has come to see him again except the food delivery man, his sister and his father.

Seeing his son's intoxicated appearance, the village chief said bitterly: "You really haven't repented at all, is your heart made of stone? I can't believe that my son turned into such a beast. I don't think I'm a good father, but in the process of your growth, I also gave you enough teaching and care, why...why would you..."

"It has nothing to do with you at all, you don't need to blame yourself. Most of the things like killing are due to my nature. In addition, I am a swordsman, whenever my strength rises to a higher level, I will I want to try the destructive power of 'Xiaohu Maru' even more." Dadarian said as a matter of course.

"What are the lives you took away from you in your eyes? Those are the people who grew up with you."

"Life is life, what else can it be." Dadarian frowned sharply, "Father, you came here at night, don't you just want to discuss the philosophy of life with me?"

The father was obviously dissatisfied with his son's answer. He tried to understand his son's heart deeply and asked, "Since you know that it is life, why can you kill it so easily?"

"What about life? Does anyone have a rule that life can't be killed? Even if there were such rules, I wouldn't care. I also have my own rules. In my rules, life is to be killed. Something for fun, that's all."

Father was deeply shocked by these words. Only a beast can say these appalling remarks. This kind of thinking is completely out of the scope of human beings. If someone else said such a thing, he only needed to show contempt, but it was his son who said such a thing.

"Life is a very precious thing. You can't take it lightly. Even if you are cruel and cruel, at least you can't kill people in the same village. Don't you even have a bottom line for being a human being?" the village chief said tremblingly.

"I have a bottom line. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me now."

"You... let me down so much, utterly disappointed."

Dadarian had already seen through his father and knew that he would not be understood. He sneered: "Actually, I am just as disappointed in you."

This sentence has a deep meaning. In fact, Dadarian had hope of leaving the sea of ​​clouds, but his father prevented him from doing so. Because once everyone leaves, the entire Caiyun Village will cease to exist. In his opinion, his father just couldn't let go of the ridiculous title of village chief, so he prevented him from breaking through the constraints of this millennium.

The village chief's expression darkened, he shook his head and said, "I regret it, I shouldn't have come here, there is no cure for you beast." He turned around and walked out of the valley.

Dadarian didn't care about his father's boring sadness, but his father behaved abnormally today, and it seemed that something had happened. He straightened up, stretched his hand out of the wooden fence, and shouted at his father's back: "Hey, don't go away? Is there something wrong in the village? Did the earl red bird attack again? If that's the case, let me out. Even if I can't beat it in two games, at least I can move my muscles and muscles."

The village chief stood still and fell into the dilemma of fighting between humans and gods. Since the disaster a year ago, the village has been severely lacking in combat power. To deal with Tangke now, he can only borrow the power of Dadarian. He sighed, made up his mind to let it go, and turned around.

"It's not Earl Red Bird, but there are other troubles. An outsider came to the village and he kidnapped your sister."

The kidnapping of his sister was indeed a very important event, but it was another word that made Dadarian more concerned.

"Outsiders? What outsiders?"

The village chief looked at his son's hot eyes, and the sense of unease became stronger. He hesitated and replied, "People from the outside world broke into the sea of ​​​​clouds."

Dadarian's fingers snapped into the wood, and he asked anxiously, "Could it be that the sword and shadow barrier is broken?"

"No, it's not broken, we still can't get out. Those outsiders came here because of an accident and are trapped here like us."

"Tell me what's going on"

D'Addarian's heart had not been beating so violently since the last murder, and he felt the heat again.

At this point, the village chief could no longer hide anything, and he explained the whole thing.

After D'Addarian heard it, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and laughed wildly like a roar of a beast. In his dark life, a ray of light finally appeared.

"He's a fourth-order swordsman? That's great." This was the most exciting point for Dadarian.

The village chief asked dumbfounded, "What do you want?"

Dadarian's laughter gradually stopped, he said with a smile: "No, I didn't think about it. You can rest assured, my sister will be rescued, and I will do my best to protect this village. You can put Leave everything to me."

It's too late for the village chief to regret it now~www.readwn.com~ He handed the knife wrapped in cloth into the wooden prison and said, "I'll return this weapon to you."

Dadarian took it and took off the cloth that was in the way, revealing a curved big sword. After pulling out the scabbard, a blade that was as cold as ice and snow was revealed. This is a murderous sword that has killed countless people. Spirituality is nothing but a violent and bloodthirsty spirit

"My old friend, you are finally back with me"

This is his favorite sword, the legendary sword - Kohu Maruta.

A dazzling sword light flashed, and the wooden fence door was cut into several pieces and fell to the ground with a crackle.

Dadarian walked out from the inside. Compared with before, the aura of the whole person became completely different. He was like a beast out of the cage, and he couldn't wait to fight.

"What are you going to do next?" the village chief asked worriedly.

Dadarian looked like a gluttonous lion. He licked his lips and said, "I don't know yet. Let's play a game first. I still like to talk with a sword."