The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

After dinner, Brontë went to the market and struggled to find Bucky the Clown and his crew.

Bucky and his gang were hiding in the dense forest to prevent someone from finding them, and at this time, they were all scarred, and it seemed that they had just experienced a big battle not long ago.

After questioning, it was learned that during the time of Brontë's departure, the Bucky Pirates clashed with the law enforcement team of Anilu because they did not pay the entry fee.

When the other party came to the door and was aggressive, where could the penniless Bucky stand this anger, so without saying a word, he went to work with the law enforcement team.

This also led them to suffer another wave of "divine sanctions", and finally ended up like this.

Bucky has begun to doubt life, and they have come to the empty island this time just to find the legendary lost gold, but now that the gold has not been found, it is covered in bruises.

It's really a loss to Madame and a broken army!

Seeing the other party's embarrassed appearance, Brontë almost laughed, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that he did not beat the priest to death during the trial, otherwise he would now become a high-level criminal, and he would inevitably be baptized by the "punishment of God", although this move could not cause him any harm.

And he came to find Bucky this time in order to pull him into the gang, form an anti-god team, and jointly fight Anilu.

"Bastard, what are you laughing at?"

"I remembered happy things."

"What happy thing?"

"My wife is pregnant!"

"This Uncle Ben doesn't care, besides, where is your boy's daughter-in-law?"

"My daughter-in-law is a pirate emperor."

"Bragging!"

"Believe it or not."

"Uncle Ben just doesn't believe it, he kind of came to beat me!"

As soon as Bucky's words fell, he was knocked to the ground by an extended fist and fell on all fours.

"It's not easy to hit you, I've never seen a request like this in my life."

Brontë moved his wrist, "Bucky, come with me and beat the gods away!"

Hearing this, Bucky became stunned, remembering his previous experience, and now he was still afraid for a while, so he decisively refused Brontë's invitation.

However, when Brontë informs him that there is gold on the island and that he can get it if he defeats the gods, Bucky becomes energetic again and wants to kill Anilu now.

"Boy, Uncle Ben is willing to help you, but you must discuss it in advance, how will the treasure be distributed at that time?"

Brontë held out three fingers.

"Me seven you three?" Bucky asked suspiciously.

"No, no, no, it's you three and me seven."

"Ahhh... That's not fair!"

Brontë tugged his fingers and said carefully: "I'll calculate for you, you see, God is up to me to deal with, you don't need your strength, you just need to give me an honest stare at those priests, how about it, this deal is worth it?"

Hearing that he didn't need to face God, Bucky danced with excitement, and his teeth shone brightly, "Three seven is three seven, anyway, Uncle Ben doesn't care about these frivolities!"

Brontë gave a thumbs up, "Worthy of the famous clown Bucky, who treats money like dung."

"Haha, that's of course, but my little brothers are too weak, and Uncle Ben doesn't want them to take risks." Bucky pointed to a group of stood-faced little brothers behind him.

When everyone heard this, they were immediately moved to tears and shouted: "Captain Bucky, you are such a good person!"

No wonder they reacted so violently, no one really wanted to die in vain.

Bucky struck an indomitable pose, "Now is not the time to be emotional, little ones, wait for the good news from Uncle Ben, who will lead you to prosperity."

"Roar, Captain Bucky is mighty, Captain Bucky is domineering, Captain Bucky is mighty..."

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Bidding farewell to Bucky, Brontë found Ganfort, the god of the former empty island, hoping that he could also join the team of the crusade against Anilu, after all, one more person is one more strength.

Ganfort agreed very simply, and even never doubted Brontë's identity from beginning to end, only asking him to inform him of the specific time and the place of assembly.

It seems that he has a big opinion of Anilu.

Brontë leaned over to the old man's ear and quietly told him about his next plan.

In the end, the two nodded in their hearts and said goodbye.

The next day, as soon as dawn broke, fierce fighting broke out on the top of Apayado.

The Shandians who could not bear it launched an attack on the island of the gods, and the two sides fought fiercely, and the sound of explosions and shouts resounded throughout the empty island.

Immediately afterwards, thunder and lightning pierced the sky and landed in the woods, stirring up bursts of fire.

However, the fighting lasted only half an hour before it stopped abruptly.

You don't have to think about it, the Sandians lost!

The four great priests were all injured to varying degrees in the battle just now, until the main god Anilu made a move, and defeated the Sandians led by Weber.

At this time, Webb was lying on the ground, his clothes became scorched black, temporarily incapacitated, and became a lamb to be slaughtered.

Anilu looked down at the ants that were electrocuted by him, and mocked mercilessly: "The light of fire, dare to compete with Haoyue, hmph, do not measure yourself!"

Webb stood up with difficulty, used the last trace of strength, stumbled to Anilu, pointed to his nose and scolded angrily: "You, you are a demon, but you regard yourself as a god, smelly and shameless, I greet the eighteenth generation of your ancestors on behalf of all the people of Shandia, ******!"

The smile on Anilu's face faded away, and he expressionlessly raised his weapon and gently tapped the drum behind him.

A bucket-thick thunderbolt instantly gushed out, knocking Weber to the ground again.

Laqi, who was slightly injured, did not care about life and death, and quickly ran forward to check the injuries of his childhood sweetheart, but unexpectedly, the old sixth of Anilu beat the drum again.

"Yehahaha, yehahaha, lowly mortal, suffer death... Thirty million volts thunderbird!"

A thicker and longer thunderbolt, like a poisonous snake foraging out of a hole, shot towards the two.

Looking at the silver-white thunder and lightning, the desperate Laqi slowly closed her eyes, with unwillingness and helplessness at the corners of her mouth, quietly waiting for death to come.

However, after a few seconds, she found herself safe and sound, so she opened her eyes again.

I saw that there was an extra teenager in front of him, and the thunder and lightning all slashed at him, not only failed to cause damage, but also disappeared inexplicably, like rocks sinking into the water.

At this moment, a huge sense of security hit like a tide, making people no longer fearful.

Lachi showed a long-lost smile, as if he saw the prince riding a pegasus, and then completely fainted.

"Bucky!" Brontë yelled into the woods.

"Here it comes, Uncle Ben is here, who dares to be presumptuous?" Bucky's upper body rushed out and looked around at everyone present.

But when he saw Anilu, who was sitting on a high place, Bucky, who had just made a big fuss, his face turned green at the moment!

"Give you a task and drag them away." Brontë said, pointing to the two people who fainted on the ground.

"Oh, okay... No, boy, why did you order Uncle Ben? Bucky suddenly became angry.

Without nonsense, Brontë handed over a few hundred denominations of Bailey, "I allow you to reorganize the language."

"This... Don't worry, leave it to me!" Bucky then carried one in one hand and quickly moved away from the battlefield.

Anilu didn't stop him, just laughed loudly, "Yehahaha, you are really not an ordinary person, Yehahaha, I long for valuable opponents, Yehahaha..."

Brontë said calmly: "Nonsense, full of nonsense, you don't give me a wow-wah, it will definitely beat you all over the ground to find your teeth, so that your mother can't recognize it."

Anilu's eyelids twitched, "Okay, come on!"

"Come on!" Brontë ticked his fingers.

Then two thunderbolts as thick as a mill collided fiercely together, and instantly burst out a fierce wind of six or seven levels.