The darkness and distortion hidden beneath the surface of civilized society, the eerie whispers that only rise in the dead of night!
The day the sea fog rolled in, the world turned into a lon...
Just as Eros was sighing in his heart, Nemesis, who had retreated to the side and was eating melons with great interest, seemed to have noticed something. He looked at Eros unexpectedly, and a hint of interest appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Just then, Bruce Stark, who had been lagging behind everyone else, finally arrived.
His ship was parked outside the shield. Standing on the deck, he looked at the many pirate kings in front of him who were trapped in the shield with a mocking look on his face.
These small fry actually dared to set their sights on him before. It was because they had lived such a comfortable life that they had lost track of their own position.
With such little strength, you want to come and snatch his opportunity?
If he didn't want to keep them to consume more of that woman's strength, how could he have kept these people until now?
Bruce asked his subordinates to bring a chair, and then he sat on the deck arrogantly, looking at the people in the shield with mockery.
He crossed his legs, lit a cigar for himself, and while smoking, he instructed his men:
"Help me put the amplifier in!"
The subordinate took the order and quickly placed a peculiarly shaped loudspeaker about the size of a fist into the shield, and then flew the loudspeaker to Vivian's vicinity.
Vivian looked at the loudspeaker with indifference. Just as she was about to smash this strange thing, Bruce's leisurely voice came from the loudspeaker.
"Aren't you very good at running away? Why don't you run away anymore? Don't you want to escape anymore?"
Before Vivian could reply, the pirate king who heard the voice nearby suppressed his anger and asked in a bad tone:
"Bruce, what are you doing? Why don't you remove the shield quickly? Do you want to make enemies with all of us?"
Although Sequence 3 is strong, they have so many Sequence 4s here. If they work together, they don’t have to be afraid of Sequence 3 at all.
Not to mention Bruce, a Sequence 3 who couldn't even take down a woman who had just been promoted to Sequence 4.
They had fought Vivian before. Although that woman was slightly stronger than the average Sequence 4, she was definitely not strong enough to fight against a Sequence 3.
Bruce can't even win over a woman like this, which shows that his strength is definitely at the bottom among Sequence 3.
Fame far outweighs strength.
If not for this, they would not have dared to think of joining forces to divide up the pirate emperor.
Bruce was amused when he heard the man's suppressed anger. He exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a mocking tone:
"Gilshaw, I think your mind has been overwhelmed by original sin, right?"
"Oh! No, I remember you liked drilling other people's assholes. Is your brain fogged by shit?"
"Don't you understand the current situation? Do you think you have the guts to threaten me?"
"Prisoners should act like prisoners."
"You..." Being humiliated in front of so many people made the man unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer.
He rushed directly in the direction where Bruce was. Bruce looked at the man named Gil Shaw with a sneer and continued to smoke his cigar leisurely.
With a loud bang, the man named Gil Shaw used his most powerful spell to hit the shield hard, trying to break it.
He was already ignited by anger and had completely lost his mind. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to kill Bruce.
It was a pity that his most powerful spell hit the shield without even causing a ripple, let alone breaking it.
Bruce had obviously anticipated this scene. He waved to his men, signaling them to bring the boat closer.
When the ship stopped against the shield, Bruce stood up from his chair and walked to the edge of the shield. He bent down and looked at Gilshaw who was still bombarding the shield in front of him, and said in a mocking tone:
"That's it?"
As he spoke, he stretched out the cigar towards the shield, and the cigar easily passed through the shield that Gil Shaw could not shake even with his strongest magic.
At the same time, several mechanical arms extended from his back and passed through the shield, directly controlling Gil Shaw who was still frantically attacking the shield.
Gilxiao struggled frantically, but those mechanical arms were like pliers, tightly controlling his body.
Bruce took the cigar and pressed the butt of the cigar against Gilshaw's face.
There was a sizzling sound, and a red mark the size of a gold coin was burned on Gil Shaw's face.
"Do you feel the difference in strength?" Bruce reached out and patted Gil Shaw's face.
Humiliation, immense humiliation, Gil Shaw felt like his heart was about to explode.
But after the anger, a trace of fear filled his heart.
The moment he was controlled by Bruce's mechanical arm, he couldn't break free at all. He was like a lamb to be slaughtered. How could he not be terrified?
Is this Bruce's strength? Is this the power of Sequence 3?
Noticing the fear deep in Gilshaw's eyes, Bruce curled up a smile, let go of Gilshaw, and sat back in his chair.
After sitting down, he calmly hid his other hand behind his back and quietly took off the ring on his hand.
Second level seal - Ring of Control.
After wearing it, any target whose rank is lower than the wearer and who is restrained by the wearer's hand will be unable to break free, and the target will be mentally shocked.
The cost of use is that one hundred souls must be fed in advance each time it is used.
This is a very useless seal. Bruce has hardly used it before, so no one knows that he has this seal.
But this thing is just right to be used here. After today, I should be able to regain the face I lost in the past few months.
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