Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 478

The cloud-colored skulls slowly dissipated, and the sky knight rushed over from the thin clouds. What caught your eyes was the scene in front of you. Ainilu was surrounded by countless flowing black scum dust, and William floated on the opposite side. Fingers pressed the bullet and inserted Ainilu’s chest inch by inch, with a cold and vicious smile on his face.

On the ground under the feet, a slender sharp blade pierced the swordsman’s charred body, making it look like a sword stake that was nailed diagonally to the ground.

The corpse, burnt in darkness!

Sword, black lines ooze from the white body!

The two resembled each other as if they were echoing each other, unspeakably weird, and suddenly seemed to twitch in the dead silence!

Was the sword trembling in the wind, or the corpse moved by itself… the corpse?

Not far from the corpse stood a weird man wearing a bat hat. When the sky knight appeared, he raised the pitch-black goggles and looked at each other. His arms were like gunshots, and purple arcs were looming on them. Hook it up.

“Anilu was defeated?”

The sky knight couldn’t believe his eyes. He blinked, and a deep chill climbed up his back along his tailbone. The god ruling the island was defeated, and the thunder cloud covering his head disappeared, but instead it was replaced. Not freedom and surprise, but a black skull with a deeper despair.

On the ground, there were blood and corpses everywhere, as well as the monster pirates standing on top of the corpses, the majestic monster pirates, and the giant trees that rose into the sky were also covered in cuts and bruises, and there were charred ravines everywhere.

“Anilu must be rescued!”

A thought came to the sky knight’s mind, “Even if Anilu is cruel, it is better than the sky island being overwhelmed by these monsters!”

The Pegasus under his butt spread its wings and dived towards William’s position, like a knight initiating a charge. The spear in his hand was clenched tightly and it pierced straight towards William.

“This empty island is mine!” William stared at the lost Ainilu, his tone was dark and sinister: “A natural floating cloud island is worthy of the title of Flying Admiral Black Skeleton, don’t you think? ?”

Huh!

William turned his body sideways and squinted across the stabbing spear. The black snake swaying behind hissed and twisted on the spear. As he contracted his force, the spear snapped immediately, and the black snake spread along. , Wrapped around the sky knight effortlessly, like a entangled black mummy, pulling it over.

“The entire sky island, except for a tyrannical Thor, everyone else is as weak as an ant.” William didn’t look at the sky knight at all, and he swept away, as if sweeping away flies, the sky knight was in the air. Throwing a parabola and falling heavily to the ground.

Bang!

Planted on the ground, his neck was tightly entangled, and a mourning Pegasus was next to him. The wings were shot through by a purple beam, and pouring blood was splashed on the ground.

Van Oka came over and stepped on Tianma, his eyes behind the dark goggles showed an interesting look, and he said quietly, “This is the arrangement of fate!”

The sky knight broke free from the shackles of the black snake, and the hard armor was covered with squeezed and twisted cracks. When he got up from the ground, he saw the blunderbuss pointing to his forehead, and Van Oka’s cold voice penetrated into his eardrums.

“Thank you for sending it to me. In return, I allow you to die without pain!”

boom!

The purple electric beam pierced the center of the eyebrows, and the scorched juice flowed out of the finger-sized holes. It was the blood and brain pulp that had been electrolyzed. The Sky Knight’s neck was tilted, and his body fell softly to the ground.

Almost at the same time when he fell down and died, Koshiro’s body twitched again, and his dark and wrinkled arm suddenly lifted up and grabbed the hilt that pierced his chest.

The moment the hilt was grasped by the hand, the deep pitch black on the white blade beat strangely, and a pitch-black electric snake pierced the heart of the chest from the blade.

Thunder and lightning symbolizes the annihilation of all death and destruction; similarly, it is also the original origin of all life, and it breeds birth in terror.

Nourish!

The hissing arc flickered, and the burnt skin on Koshiro’s body fell off, like a snake peeling off its old skin, and the wrinkled and cracked body cracked countless mottles, and then “clicked” and shattered into a new white body. Came out of it.

The body has shrunk a bit, the skin of the whole body is smooth and white without a trace of scars, like a newborn baby, and the body does not look like a modified steel, but returns to its original origin. It looks a little feminine and weak, more like a hand without a hand. The scholar of the power of chicken.

It’s like going back in time, when Koushiro returned to the Yixin Dojo again, only the pair of eyes became more and more cold and ruthless, and the white pupils of the white eyes were vertical black lines, like a handle that cut everything. Blade.

The black and white set off, and the sword he drew out of his chest, felt the same way.

The sword was originally imaginary, but the sword intent tempered by thunder and lightning changed from imaginary to real, and became a real sword. Koshiro held the blade upside down, his fingertips turned into a dull rust color strangely, and followed At the nail position, some flowing rustworms quickly woven into a scabbard that cuts off the air, enclosing the “Hedao Yiwen” in it.

Some messy memory fragments in his mind seemed to be re-awakened to Koshiro’s mind, and some former people and affairs flowed by like a slide before his eyes.

However, Koshiro’s eyes did not have any emotional fluctuations, no shocks, no joys, and no fears. Some were just icy indifference and coldness. It seemed that what he saw was not the memory of this body, but rather Watch and browse the life of another person.

The sword can cut everything!

“I am, the tenth apostle, Koushiro!” A cluster of pitch-black sword patterns appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and he muttered to himself.

“I seemed to have seen Roronoa Sauron just now!” Koushiro’s voice was weird, and the black and white eyes gleamed with a sharp light on his feminine and cold cheeks.

Van Oka looked at Koushiro expressionlessly. As an apostle and a member of the legion, there was a connection between them. He was not shocked by Koushiro’s death and resurrection, or that they knew their companions very well. Is it really dead?

William looked at Koushiro who had risen on the ground again in shock. He really thought Koushiro was dead, and the apostle’s strength and weirdness were also deeply imprinted in his mind.

The dying Ainilu didn’t even have the power to horrify. He turned his eyes away from Koushiro, then looked at Williamsonsen and said, “Are you going to kill me?”