Chapter 610: The Birth of the Emperor (5)

Driven by a powerful enemy, the two heroes unite together.

This kind of thing is quite common in the world of pirates. Both Eleanor and Atley have done it many times. Afterwards, they all got rich rewards.

This time, no exception.

"Little ones! The glory of the sea is ahead, turn that man's head into a stepping stone for you to become famous in the sea!"

Eleanor shouted to his men, his voice resonant and exciting. These new generations gathered together because of his great reputation raised their heads and looked at Lorne who looked like a god of death in the distance, and the fear in their eyes dissipated.

In turn, a flame burned

In the flames, there are men's desire to be famous in the sea!

Roar!

They let out a deep roar, and then rushed towards Lorne without fear of death. Eleanor followed closely behind, while Atley hid in the shadows and began to brew his next curse.

The second curse, the curse of aging, the aging speed of the cursed person is greatly increased. If he does not use the armed domineering to resist, as for ten seconds, he will change from a young man to a dying old man.

The trigger, devours it from behind.

Of course, it is impossible for Lorne not to be armed and domineering, so the effect of this curse on him is far less obvious than against the weak, but Atley never thought of defeating that man with just such a curse.

This is just a way for him to cover up!

While the black breath was brewing, a huge black shadow loomed behind Atley.

The black shadow's arm extended infinitely, and under the cover of the night, it would stick to the entire battlefield and attack Lorne.

Its sharp claws were extremely sharp, like a god of death in the dark night, it grabbed at Lorne.

The third curse, the Vicious Curse, cuts off the connection between the cursed person's body and mind, turning him into a living puppet.

Trigger condition, fresh blood of the cursed person, the more blood, the stronger the curse effect!

This is Atley's most powerful curse, and it is his reliance across the sea, even the most powerful knowledgeable domineering can't resist it. Atley is confident that if he is given enough conditions, he can defeat even a hero like Whitebeard!

"The ants charging towards the lion?" Lorne turned his head and saw the pirates charging towards him with a look of disdain on his face.

"I don't know whether to praise your fearlessness or ridicule your ignorance."

At this moment, the fastest pirate had already approached ten meters in front of him. He leaped high, with the long knife in his hand reflecting the cold light of the bright moon, and slashed down towards Lorne.

Lorne raised his hand high, and then swung it suddenly towards the ground. The pirate who rushed to the front felt his head dizzy, and his world was turned upside down.

He fell to the ground, then shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to wake up. At this time, he found that he had rushed in front of Lorne. At this time, Lorne was wrestling with his boss Eleanor, and he couldn't care about the side at all.

"Go to hell! Your head will be my stepping stone!"

The pirate couldn't help thinking about it, raised his long knife, and slashed at Lorne's head.

Lorne's proud head rolled to the ground, splashing the pirate. Let the pirates be a little stunned. Did he really kill Lorne?

Killed this famous "big shot"?

The corner of the pirate's mouth curved slightly, and he subconsciously touched his face, which was wet and smelled fishy. This is blood spattered from Lorne.

He held it in front of his eyes and saw that the palm of his hand was blood red. It turned out that the blood of the devil was also red.

He couldn't wait to claim credit for the captain standing in front of him, and told him that he killed Lorne, but he found that the silver knife captain Eleanor was not happy that the strong enemy was killed at this time, and looked at himself with a gloomy face .

"Captain?" The pirate pouted, wanting to say something, but what appeared in his line of sight was a long knife, an extremely sharp silver long knife.

Then, he found his world turned upside down, as if the whole world was constantly spinning, and then with a bang, he heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the battlefield at this time had already been stained with blood, and the corpses of countless companions were lying here and there.

There was also a headless corpse standing not far from him.

A man in a black cloak was walking slowly in the battlefield.

The corpse seemed very familiar, and the man thought for a long time before he realized it.

Isn't that yourself? At this time, the man seemed to understand something. It was not the world that was turned upside down, but himself.

It's just his own head.

He closed his eyes unwillingly. The last scene in his memory was a demon with a cruel smile.

"Why, don't you have any hesitation with your sword when facing your admirers?" Lorne said sarcastically, looking at Eleanor, whose silver sword was stained with blood.

The edge of his black cloak, soaked in blood, became a little more coquettish.

"After being controlled by you, he is no longer my subordinate." Eleanor said indifferently. There was no flaw in his state of mind at all because he killed a subordinate, as if it was just a trivial matter.

"Now I finally understand why you are called a devil." Eleanor stared into Lorne's eyes and said coldly.

"Because you are crueler than anyone else. In your eyes, ordinary people are just toys that you can manipulate. There is only one thing in this world that can manipulate people's hearts. We all like to call it a demon."

"You are wrong." Lorne said lightly. At this time, in the dark night, a thick fog suddenly rose, covering the entire battlefield.

Around the venue, there were orange street lamps, and after the thick fog filled, they turned into misty suns hanging in mid-air.

On the scorched ground, blood continued to flow, and in the dark night, a new moon hung high.

Lorne was walking in the thick fog, with wet blood still on his body, as if he had come from hell,

grim Reaper.

"Impenetrable domineering aura can't penetrate?!"

Eleanor frowned and said, he finally realized that things seemed to be beyond his control.

At this time, a cold voice sounded behind Eleanor, and Lorne said lightly.

"I am kinder than anyone."

With a heavy blow, it hit Eleanor's left back accurately, which was where the heart was.

Eleanor spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Because only the living are qualified to define what kindness is."