In the Bone Burying Bay, in the misty fog, the noisy atmosphere never dissipates year by the temptation of alcohol.

At the western dock, several pirates who were cleaning the deck suddenly felt a sense of their hearts.

"Hey, why does this tattoo on my chest get hot..."

"I'm... so uncomfortable."

"That's it, Lord Siren?"

They looked up and looked into a sea area in the distance, showing fear.

At that moment, all the pirates in the East China Sea felt that strange feeling.

The next second, they saw a strange picture appearing between the sea and the sky!

It was a world of curves that was constantly folding:

There are angels and dragons in the sky who are coldly judging this guilty world.

And the vast land has disappeared, the good ones ascended to heaven, and the evil ones fell to hell.

etc!

There is another person!

On the endless snow-capped mountains, there was a man looking at the doomsday scene with his head held high.

He watched the vampire beside him disappear into ashes and gently shook the bell in his hand.

Tip! Dingdong!

Two crisp sounds, an indescribable force burst out from the Waste Bell. At that moment, the Judgment Day world woven by light and fire was instantly broken!

Hurry!

Eliminate the decay of the wild bells and directly tore the world of the Qu Realm, and fragments flashed through the sea and sky one by one.

All of my eyes saw clearly that face!

It was an extremely young boy. While he was shaking the bell, he was in a mood to look back.

He smiled as if he saw them.

Although that smile has no meaning, it has left a shadow in the hearts of all pirates!

After a long time, the magnificent and magnificent curves between the sea and the sky have disappeared.

The pirates stared at the sea area in a daze, and they suddenly bowed their heads.

The mark on their chest was originally an overlapping of eight eyes.

Now there are only seven left.

The originally symmetrical pattern now looks a bit dazzling, but what makes the pirates even more panic is that one of the guardians they rely on for so many years was actually killed!

Soon, a whimpering horn sound came from the sky above the Burying Bay.

This is the horn that only the eight pirate leaders are qualified to sound.

This mechanism was left by the Pirate King back then, but it has not been used since its establishment.

Today, one of the pirate leaders used it.

The horn sounded, which meant that the pirates in the Boneburial Bay were at their most dangerous time.

"Who is that boy?"

"The leaders did not sound the horn of despair when Kangcheng and Lucheng jointly attacked."

"Stop talking, go to the Silver Palace to gather. I'm afraid there will be really trouble this time!"

For a moment, chaos occurred on the dock.

...

On the Blood Hand, all the pirates knelt on the ground, showing fear and despair.

They looked at Han Le slowly coming out of the void, as if they saw the demon.

Unlike other pirates, they personally felt the magnificent scene when the Nagqu Realm was destroyed.

At that moment, they saw Han Le standing on the Alps, gently shaking the bell to destroy the world of Judgment in just a moment!

His expression was calm and his movements were calm, like a true god.

So, when he took one step and stood firmly on the Blood Hand, everyone knelt down.

They don't know what to say anymore.

Han Le was carrying a small box, and actually holding a conch in his hand.

"So, have you used up all your methods?"

Han Le asked at the pirates, especially the lame old Gua.

No one dares to speak.

The old melon replied in a trembling voice: "We...we..."

Before he could finish his words, Han Le snatched a pirate's long sword and chopped off the old Gua's head!

"I'm sorry, it seems that I need to kill the chicken to warn the monkey; and, you have the idea of ​​taking me into the conch's curve, right? You're not wronged to die."

Han Le said coldly to Lao Gua's body.

The entire blood hand number was suddenly silent!

If Han Le only showed his terrifying force at the beginning, then now, Han Le has demonstrated his super control over the world of Qujing!

The sirens, one of the eight sea beasts worshipped by the pirates day and night, not only did not kill Han Le, but was easily slaughtered by Han Le.

This strength.

Four words popped up in their minds: Legendary Musician!

Yes, he must be a legendary musician.

According to legend, only legendary musicians have such strength.

Although Han Le looks very young, the appearance of the legendary musician is not something that ordinary people like them can see through.

The pirates begged for mercy and kept kowtowing.

They have completely destroyed their faith.

The marks obtained from the pirate ceremony on their chests have changed. What else do they dare to say?

Han Le took a deep breath: "Come on someone who can speak, where is the first mate and second mate?"

A dark-faced pirate stood up with a bitter face and said carefully:

"Ship Captain, Lao Gua is the first mate and navigator. He has been killed by you. The youngest is Zhao Qian, who is the second mate of the Blood Hand. If you have any orders, we will definitely obey."

Han Le looked at him with a smile: "It seems that Lao Gua said this to me before."

Zhao Qian immediately sweated all over: "I dare not, I dare not, you are a person with great ability, and no one has ever been able to break the spell of the sirens. Lao Gua wants to hurt you because he is the fault. Now you have the final say in the entire blood hand number, and you are the real captain now!"

"Brothers, do you think so?"

The other pirates kowtowed one after another, not daring to say anything.

Han Le killed the sirens, which shocked them even more than burning a pirate ship on Ziluan before.

In their hearts, Han Le is already a true god.

They can't afford to resist at all.

However, Han Le looked at them without any mercy:

"I've given you a chance."

"Now, you only have one way left to go."

"Be my slave. If you have two hearts, you will die immediately!"

All the pirates looked at each other, and they were trembling. Zhao Qian asked with a trembling body: "Dare you ask the captain, what is the slave method?"

Han Le waved:

"crow."

"Plant soul bombs for all of them. Whoever resists will die directly."

“It’s that simple.”

...

Half an hour later, the pirates on the bloody Blood Hand and the two accompanying ships all looked bitter.

But there is also a trace of happiness in the bitterness.

No matter what, although they became Han Le's slaves, they survived.

It's not like the corpses they just left to feed sharks by them.
To be continued...