Chapter 337

Edward Blackbeard, the title of pirate king, comes from the most fearless outlaw in Caribbean history.

Edward teach, the first generation of Blackbeard, was an Englishman. He once robbed the five level Galen slave ship trapped by the plague by means of fraud with a sloop with a single mast. This ship was the later famous Queen Anne's revenge.

In his time, Edward teach was the most famous pirate on the Caribbean Sea and a well-known madman.

His pirate flag has never been alive, whether it is a caravan, pirates or warships, there is no difference for him.

He likes to braid his beard and press four fuses under the captain's hat. His weapon is six short guns, which are closely hung on his chest with two armed belts.

In the last battle of his life, he besieged and successfully blackmailed Charleston port, a colony in North Carolina. On his way home, he had a fierce battle with HMS Reem and HMS pearl. Blackbeard dominated most of the time.

The Reem was badly damaged at the beginning of the war, and the whole ship was in a mess. The Pearl was successfully connected to the side by Blackbeard. After the war, there were only 12 living people on board.

But Blackbeard was killed.

With 25 knives, 5 guns and Blackbeard's head cut off by lieutenant OMED, his pirate regiment immediately gave up the easy victory and fled.

The life of a generation of legendary pirates came to an end, leaving only the title of pirate king, which was handed down in the hands of generations of big pirates, and continued to write the blood rain legend of the Blackbeard Pirate Group.

In front of Lorraine was Edward V, the contemporary successor of the scarlet title.

He was Lorraine's short-lived neighbor. He had a similar beard and the same cruel and crazy character as the first generation Edward.

His body was full of blood, holding a strange knife, and the sawtooth of the blade was hung with broken meat and cloth from nowhere.

His pirates killed not only guards with knives, but also unarmed servants and delicate maidens in the villa of the port authority.

Lorraine guessed his identity as a pirate by intuition, but he couldn't guess why a pirate king appeared in this desolate fortress deep into the land.

"I met the pirate king in San Carlos... Did the careful Mr. God finally start to lay a black hand on the pagans?"

Lorraine raised his sword sadly to Blackbeard.

"Yes, you can only curse your bad luck when you meet me in the rain forest."

Blackbeard smiled grimly, carried the serrated knife on his shoulder, tilted his head and shouted downstairs.

"Kill him."

With that, he turned to the other direction of the corridor. Two strong pirates rushed out of the stairs with knives at his call.

Actually... Underestimated?

Lorraine raised his eyebrows and strode to avoid the first pirate's chop. He raised his sword and stabbed him in the face.

The sharp thin blade stabbed the door like a dagger, coming in from the nose and out from the back of the brain.

This new way of killing frightened the second pirate. He raised his short gun and shot at Lorraine.

Lorraine kicked the dead man in the stomach, kicked him away, and smashed him like a sandbag at the pirate with a gun.

Boom!

When the short gun was fired, the lead bullet burst and hit the flying "sandbag". The dead pirates and live pirates collided and rolled to the ground.

Blackbeard was attracted to turn back by the cry. He was seeing Lorraine swing the sword flower to the falling crowd. He didn't give the living pirates a chance to rise again. He waved his hand and separated his head.

The headless neck fountain spilled thick blood, like a runaway rubber tube, twisting and dyeing the whole corridor red.

"I didn't expect to meet warriors in a small tax card."

Blackbeard's eyes began to shine. He raised his feet and walked back to Lorraine step by step on the wet carpet.

"Are you the escort hired by Mara? Or a young officer just transferred from other ships? With your ability, I shouldn't ignore you in my intelligence."

Lorraine smiled at him and condescended: "because the rainforest hides surprises, your Highness the pirate king."

……

The rapidly spinning wheel axe flew from the night with a low howl. During the charge, Lev stopped his stride and carried the shield with a bang.

The axe blade cuts the thick fur of the shield, the track rises and falls back to the sky. The coachman's massive body appears in mid air. He catches the axe and roars down.

Lev jumped back quickly to avoid.

Boom!

The exquisitely polished slate broke into cobweb like cracks. The coachman maintained a downward splitting position on one knee and suddenly stepped on the ground. The whole man jumped at his opponent like a shell.

The second hit is in the blink of an eye!

Lev clenched his teeth to support the shield and entered instead of retreating.

The axe and shield collided with each other with unparalleled momentum. The axe blade was deeply embedded in the hard iron shield wood. Leff's oblique guiding technique didn't play any role.

Click!

The harsh sound of wood grain cracking suddenly sounded. Leff was alarmed, roared and raised his arms. In the struggle with the coachman, he raised the shield together with the wheel axe.

He failed to liberate the shield.

The shield was cut to pieces by the wheel axe before it was half raised. Leif shrunk his neck and shortened his body in embarrassment. The sharp axe blade wiped his bald head and waved away!

The coachman suddenly lost control of his body.

With a distance of half a meter, he made every effort to meet the enemy. His old strength has been exhausted and his new strength has not been born.

The giant physique like Lev and the coachman can't make a subtle stab in this situation, but Lev will never let the opportunity go.

The shield is broken, the arms are raised, the body is curled up, and the back is bent.

He stepped firmly on his feet, twisted his waist and raised his shoulders. His strong shoulder banged on the coachman's chest with great force.

The coachman's face turned red, his eyes widened, and he took three steps back. He covered his chest and grinned at lev.

"I am the most powerful Obsidian blade warrior in the Department of tenochtit, the believer of the sun god weiziluobochitri, the sacrifice of the feather snake god quezalkoyater, and chamuyam, the son of heaven holding a flying axe and a sharp spear! The warrior opposite, give me your name!"

"Son of iadala, grandson of muchia..."

Puffing heavily, Lev stood up straight, threw away the shaky shield handle, took out a dagger like bayonet from the dead on the ground and held it in his hand.

"I'm Lev of Eriksson's family, Stavanger's strongest Viking warrior. The Lord of blades, the violent man, the enemy of civilization and the disaster of destroying the country."

"I am the swordsman of one armed tyre, the horse driver of valkiri, the singing leader of the hymn in the hall of the spirit all night, and the messenger of the proclamation of Asgard's command."

"I am Thor's incarnation walking in the world, the most powerful Berserker in the world! The Berserker of Viking, Lev Eriksson!"

After reading all his lines for the first time without interference, Lev was excited and couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.

"Oh!!!"

Chamuyam's eyes on the other side were also filled with the dazzling brilliance of a good man.

"I'm a coachman and you're an attendant. You're really my good opponent. Come here and let me cut off your head!"

Lev's roar stopped abruptly.

"What? I'm... An attendant?"