Pirates make jokes: Obtain eight magical skills at the beginning

On the vast and silent field, a tall cross was erected, and a burly figure was firmly bound, and his limbs were spread and crucified, and only his head could barely turn.

"What is this place?"

When Edward Weibull opened his eyes, he was greeted by a barren and uninhabited barren land, the night sky was like a dark black curtain covering the earth, only a blood moon soaked with mottled blood stains hung high in the sky, as if someone observed the villain in the bottle through this blood moon.

Dead silence, ashes.

This was the first impression that the moon reading space gave to Edward Weibull.

Edward Weibull subconsciously puffed up the strength of a giant in his body, his two fat arms highlighted earthworm-like green tendons, ten fingers clenched into fists, and even because of too much force, the fingertips were pinched white, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth.

Edward Wiebull had great ability, but he could not shake the cross.

This is both a court of judgment for those who have sinned and a mass grave for the damned!

Guilty body, Edward Weibull is in trouble!

In Edward Weibull's line of sight, a familiar figure suddenly appeared from the endless darkness, and the pure white naval uniform and the surrounding dark environment not only did not form a strong conflict, but gave people an inexplicable sense of harmony, as if the boy in front of him was an angel with a butcher knife descended.

Good and evil, two diametrically opposed temperaments, appear in the same person at the same time.

"Let go of me! Let me go!

Edward Weibull grinned, spitting fragrant fragrance.

At this moment, he was like a fierce beast imprisoned in a cage, and there seemed to be no other feasible way than to hide his inner panic by incompetent fury.

Although Edward Wieble always gave people the impression of low intelligence, he still knew very well that if he fell into the hands of the enemy, he was afraid that he would not be much better.

Yang Ming didn't hear it, and walked forward without thinking about it, the system prompt sound echoing in his ears.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line of LOL and getting a chance to win a lottery, do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

"Yes!"

In Yang Ming's line of sight, a lottery roulette wheel that could not be observed by others gradually emerged, divided into four columns: ordinary skills, hero skills, equipment props, and hero skins.

Common Skills: Barrier, Purification, Insight, Ignition, Weakness, Flash, Ghost Speed, Healing, Clarity, Garrison, Crossbow Guard, Punishment, Marking, Teleportation.

Hero Skills: Shattered Fire, Lava Shield, Alpha Raid, Meditation, Infinity Kendo, Void Blade, Energy Pulse, Void Orb...

Equipment items: Hex's belt, Glory of Justice, Twin Shadows, Three-Phase Power, Speed Boots...

Hero Skins: Future Warrior, Wings of Steel, Bongxianlubu, Champion's Blade...

[Backstab]: Passive skill, normal attacks launched from behind the target will produce critical hits.

This reward is better than nothing.

Yang Ming came to Edward Weibull, and a pair of pupils under his low-hanging bangs showed an indifferent light, as if giving an ultimatum to a sinner, saying:

"I said, I will be your worst nightmare!"

When the words fell, the slashing knife in Yang Ming's hand stabbed into Edward Weibull's body without hesitation.

Edward Weibull has a dull sense of pain, a strong resistance to pain, and a knife does not hurt at all.

Just as Edward Weibull was lucky, his pupils dilated.

What did he see?

Thousands of Yang Ming!

One by one, figures dressed in pure white naval uniforms appeared from the depths of darkness, expressionless in front of him, repeating the same movement mechanically.

White knives in, red knives out!

Edward Weibull is like riding a roller coaster, his mood has gone through a process of ups and downs, and his ugly face has emerged one by one, with various expressions, rejoicing, surprise, panic, fear, and finally turning into a numb face.

The whole person is numb!

In this moon-reading space where time and space are distorted, Edward Wieble does not know what horrific torture he has experienced, nor how long it has been.

A year? Decade? A hundred years? 10,000 years?

Darkness overwhelmed Edward Wieble's vision, suffocating fear overwhelmed his remaining sanity, and he let out a howl like a beast.

After a breath, when Yang Ming's spirit withdrew from the moon reading space and returned to reality, he saw Edward Weibull's tall figure kneeling on the ground, tears and snot flowing together, as if he had just been fished out of a big sea, panting heavily, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Even in the face of the slashing knife handed in front of him, Edward Weibull's fragile spirit could no longer support his powerful body, obviously his body instinctively wanted to move, but his mind was only blank and dazed.

Edward Wiebull's many dead lines converge into the suture joints on his body, forming an obvious dead spot, surprisingly not in his heart.

I am afraid that even if his heart is pierced, it will only be a serious injury, not a real death.

The slashing knife pierced through the dead spot, cutting off Edward Weibull's life.

The body of this strong man collapsed like gold and jade, and a strange smile appeared on his face before he died, as if he was glad that he was finally able to get out of the sea of suffering and did not have to recall endless nightmares again.

"Whew! Whew! The

slashing knife was inserted upside down on the deck, and Yang Ming gripped the handle of the knife, leaning against the knife to breathe.

The kaleidoscope chakra eye had returned to the usual black pupil state, and Yang Ming felt that in addition to feeling pain in his eyes, his head was like being pricked by needles, and he felt tired mentally like never before.

Obviously, with his spiritual power at a young age of seven, it was a bit difficult to perform monthly reading.

Seeing that the training ship under his feet was about to sink into the sea, Chief Instructor Zefa cut off a section of the hair of the cadets killed in battle, and met Yang Ming's slightly puzzled eyes, Chief Instructor Zefa had a touch of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and said:

"The old man couldn't bring their bodies back for burial, so he had to replace them with them, hoping that they would have knowledge and be able to forgive the old man's incompetence."

In this world, there is also a saying that it is safe to enter the soil.

Only when people die and are buried in the loess can they be regarded as dying and making their families feel at ease.

Human beings fall to the ground from infancy, land barefoot on the loess, and return to the loess cleanly after death, like an invisible reincarnation.

Chief Instructor Zefa finally looked at the figure lying in a pool of blood with reluctance, and although he was older and his memory was not as good as when he was young, he could still accurately remember the name of each student.

"George, Sandru... Farewell! "

Chief Instructor Zefa has long been accustomed to life and death, and after storing the broken hair, he left this place through the moon step with Yang Ming.

On the way, the two met Vice Admiral Tsuru, who came to support, and took the warship back.

Seven days later.

Headquarters of the Navy.

The sky is clear, the breeze is gentle.

Today is a grand day for Yang Ming, and it is also a major event that will be recorded in the history of the Navy.

In front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, Peach Rabbit Gion was carefully smoothing the folds on Yang Ming's military uniform, and the white onion-like jade fingers had a pleasant fragrance, which always gave people a different feeling when they gently touched Yang Ming's skin.

Yang Ming lowered his head, wanting to break free from the evil hands of Peach Rabbit Gion, and kept muttering in his mouth:

"Let go of me, I'll come by myself!"

The soft body of Peach Rabbit Gion was attached to Yang Ming's back, and Yang Ming could feel a heavy weight on his back.

But I saw that a pair of jade hands went around Yang Ming's waist, aimed at the figure reflected in the mirror, helped him put on the medal of honor, a beautiful face leaned on Yang Ming's small shoulder, Peach Rabbit Gion looked at Yang Ming's red face and dry ears, and couldn't help but feel a little interesting, maybe it was because of the girl's heart, and deliberately teased:

"Stinky brother, if you are outside, I don't know how many stinky men want me to help them wear uniforms, this is an undesirable blessing!"

Yang Ming's face turned dark, and he had to endure the girl's hand on him, and he was uncomfortable.

Seeing that Yang Ming seemed to be about to have a seizure, Peach Rabbit Gion realized that he had overplayed with fire, coughed lightly, and defended himself:

"You know, as the youngest captain in the history of the Navy, you saved Pharaoh Ze not long ago, and now you are highly valued by the naval headquarters, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you, if I don't give you a good check, just rely on your boys' careless nature, maybe you will lose three or four, I am all for your good."

Yang Ming took a deep breath, and the fragrance that permeated the air filled his chest.

After finally confirming the uniform, Yang Ming nodded in satisfaction.

Although I was a little unhappy with the small actions of Peach Rabbit Gion in my heart, girls were indeed more careful than boys, and there was nothing to find fault with whether it was the size of the clothes or the dress made for Yang Ming.

Accompanied by Peach Rabbit Gion, Yang Ming walked out of the room with his head held high.

Along the way, all the naval officers and men who saw Yang Ming, regardless of rank, smiled kindly at him.

In this naval headquarters, it is difficult to say who has the most influence, but if you say who has the most students, it is the chief instructor of Zefa.

The story of Yang Ming running out to save his mentor with his enthusiasm has long been spread throughout the navy, and all the naval officers and men who heard about it all gave Yang Ming a thumbs up.

Walking into the Great Hall, Yang Ming stood on the stage.

Offstage, all of them are admirals.

Originally, the award ceremony of a captain would not have been so grand at all.

But whether it is Yang Ming's background, what he does, and the combat power he embodies, they have been highly valued by many admirals.

Greeting a pair of eyes, the Marshal of the Warring States personally awarded Yang Ming the rank of captain, and at the same time said a reward that shocked all the generals.

"In view of Captain Yang Ming's young and promising achievements and repeated achievements, you are specially rewarded with the qualification to lead an army alone, you can recruit naval soldiers on your own, up to 150 people, and the warship needs to be prepared by yourself!"

Hearing this, the audience was in an uproar.