Pirate System

Chapter 238 The Beast Out of the Cage

Several days passed.

The head of the elf village lived in extreme torment every day, like an ant on a hot pot, restless. He is eager to rescue his beloved daughter who is like a jewel in his palm, and he is also eager to cut off Tang Ke's head and feed it to the birds. But Lolita was in Tang Ke's hands, and Tang Ke was very shrewd, he had already sailed the big black ship far away, and it was as difficult as heaven to rescue Lolita.

It's probably because of his injuries. Tang Ke hasn't done anything these days, but if he recovers from his injuries, he will definitely come to Caiyun Village. The food on that black ship was limited, and Tang Ke would definitely come to Caiyun Village for help just to replenish food, not to mention that Tang Ke seemed very eager to leave here.

But even if Tang Ke came to Caiyun Village again, so what?

Tang Ke held Lolita's life in his hands, and no matter what request he made, the Elf Village Chief had to accept it. This situation of being under the control of others made him feel full of powerlessness.

If it continues like this, let alone kill Tang Ke, it is very likely that even the secret of the hidden sword tower will not be kept.

In this predicament, the head of the elf village thought of his other child.

If he hadn't been forced to, he would never have thought of this unfilial son, because this unfilial son, just like Tang Ke, was a dangerous existence that threatened the stability of the whole village. But such a dangerous existence is the most powerful person in the village. He has comprehended the highest level of swordsmanship and has reached the fifth level of strength at a young age. His future achievements will be even more limitless.

From the perspective of talent alone, he should be proud of his son.

But when I think about my son's character...

Village Chief Ling sighed deeply, and a nightmare-like scene appeared in his mind. Under the blood-drinking blade, more than 20 swordsmen in the village were brutally killed. And it was his son, Daddarian, who committed this evil deed.

The surprisingly large moon hangs in the sky, but only half of it is exposed, as if a squinting eye is peeping at the whole world.

With hesitant steps, the Elf Village Chief went deep into the only valley on the island. In this dark depth, locked a humanoid beast eager to drink death.

It is not appropriate to describe it as locked, and the wooden fence is useless to Dadarian. What really locked Dadarian was the majesty of the elf village chief as a father.

Because Dadarian still had a trace of humanity left, the Elf Village Chief reluctantly continued to treat this son as a human being.

Otherwise, the father-son relationship with the other party would have been severed long ago.

The head of the elf village head has been cut short, so in order to cover up the ugly shape, he had to wear a feather hat. He was seriously injured in the last battle, and now he is wrapped in cloth strips, and every step he takes will affect the wound and cause pain. In his hand was a knife wrapped in a coat. He didn't want to have any contact with the sword that had killed fellow villagers, so he wrapped it in a cloth.

Getting closer and closer to the prison cell, when he was about to reach the destination, the Elf Village Chief hesitated even more, and even wanted to turn around and leave. He slowed down and approached there with great reluctance.

If you want to rescue Lolita safely, you can only rely on the beast of Dadarian.

The head of the elf village persuaded himself in his heart, and only then did he regain his firm belief.

The cold wind howled out from the valley, mixed with the smell of blood.

The elf village chief frowned, and had an extremely disturbing guess in his heart. He walked up to the prison cell in a rough way, and looked over there under the bright moonlight, and what he saw was an extremely disgusting scene.

Daddarian was sitting cross-legged in the cell, holding a dead bird in his slender and beautiful hands. The belly of the dead bird was cut open, revealing the small and delicate internal organs. Stirring together, as if searching for something. His hands and wrists were stained red, and there was also a piece of drying blood on the ground, like a red flower.

What was really scary was that expression. In the face of blood and death, that expression was so calm and composed, even a little bored. It seemed to say that this dead bird was just a small toy for boring time, and it could not satisfy his real desire to kill at all.

D'Addarian had already heard the movement, and glanced to this side, his eyes were terrifyingly sharp. He obviously has an incomparably handsome face, but this face does not make people feel the slightest affinity. It will only make people feel fear and want to stay away.

The head of the elf village was as angry as Tang Ke at this time. He shouted and asked, "I didn't expect you to be impotent and degenerate even more, and you would do such a disgusting thing."

"I've been locked up in a cell since I was born. Don't you understand, whether it's here or the entire sea of ​​clouds, it's just a cell." Dadarian said boredly, and bored the dead bird Throw out of the cell.

"For you, Caiyun Village is just a prison cell? No wonder you are so cruel to people in the same village."

Dad's words brought back wonderful memories of D'Addarian. A year ago, he brought all the powerful swordsmen in the village to the mountain, a total of twenty-three of them.

Suppressing the excitement that filled his heart, he said to these people: How about we have a fight to the death? I'm not kidding, the so-called deathmatch is a duel that puts your life on the line. I think, your swords have already let out a bloodthirsty cry, right? The sharp sword was originally a tool for killing people, and it was used all day long to pretend to fight, how could it stand it.

After he finished speaking, he put his face against his favorite knife, Xiaohuwan, with a tender and affectionate expression on his face. He had already had a deep resonance with the knife in his hand.

After the twenty-three people heard it, they were very shocked at first and could not believe their ears.

D'Addarian smiled wryly, and he knew that the group of wooden men would not understand right away. For swordsmen, communicating with swords is more direct than communicating with words. He struck out, severing an elf's arm.

After this knife was cut out, Dadarian was out of control. He restrained his desire to kill for more than twenty years, and finally got a little satisfaction. In previous sparring sessions, he had to control his sword every time to avoid hurting his fellow villagers. This kind of endurance made him feel deep pain.

His kendo is killing.

When the sword body cuts off the arm, the touch is so wonderful, and it also proves that only destruction can reflect the value of a swordsman.

The sight of blood gushing from the wound was so fleeting, yet so beautiful.

D'Addarian laughed unrestrainedly, he wanted to taste the sweeter happiness with the knife in his hand, and Xiaohuwan also responded enthusiastically, encouraging him to continue.

This is how the killing feast began.

Dadarian, who was freed from the imprisonment, turned into a demon and stained the hillside with the blood of his fellow villagers. Jian Guang drew all kinds of beautiful arcs, destroying them to his heart's content, turning the most precious life in the world into nothingness.

This is the swordsman, this is the purpose of sword skills, this is what is called satisfaction

Daddarian wept with joy, he had suppressed the depression for more than twenty years, and finally found an outlet. After the feast was over, he stood on top of the corpses of his fellow villagers, closed his eyes and savored the process just now, without any regrets, some were just satisfied.

Later, my father came, and when he saw the purgatory scene on the hillside, he almost went crazy on the spot.

Daddarian did not attack his father, he was immersed in the thrill of killing, but he could still distinguish between those who could be killed and those who could not be killed. If outsiders were around, he wouldn't actually kill villagers, but unfortunately Yunhai is a closed environment, if he wanted to kill, he could only find his fellow villagers.

Who did it? Who did it? At that time, my father almost asked frantically.

Daddarian scratched his head with bloody hands, smiled apologetically and said: I did it.

From then on, Dadarian was imprisoned deep in the valley. If it weren't for the fact that no one dared to kill him, he would have been executed by now. Because his father threatened his life, he chose to stay in the cell. Anyway, in his opinion, the entire sea of ​​clouds is a cell, so it is the same wherever he stays. In the past year, no one has come to see him except the meal giver, his sister and his father.

Seeing his son's intoxicated appearance, the village chief said painfully: "You really haven't repented at all. Is your heart made of stone? I can't believe that my son turned into such a beast. I don't think I'm a good father, but during your growth, I have given you enough teaching and care, why...why did you..."

"It has nothing to do with you at all, you don't need to blame yourself. Killing is mostly due to my nature. In addition, I am a swordsman. Whenever my strength rises to a higher level, I will I want to try the destructive power of 'Little Fox Pill' even more." Dadarian said naturally.

"Those lives that were taken away by you, what do you think? Those are all people who grew up with you."

"Life is life, what else can it be?" D'Addarian frowned sharply, "Father, you came here at night, don't you just want to discuss the philosophy of life with me?"

The father was obviously dissatisfied with his son's answer. He tried to understand his son's heart and asked: "Since you know that it is life, why can you kill it so easily?"

"So what if it's life? Is there anyone who stipulates that life cannot be killed? Even if there is such a rule, I don't care. I also have my own rules. In my rules, life is killed. Just for fun, that's all."

Father was deeply shocked by these words. Only wild beasts can utter such appalling remarks. This kind of thinking has completely left the realm of human beings. If someone else said such a thing, he only needed to be contemptuous, but it was his son who said such a thing.

"Life is a very precious thing, you can't take it lightly. Even if you are cruel and ruthless, at least you can't kill people in the same village. Don't you even have the bottom line of being a human being?" The village chief said tremblingly.

"I have a bottom line. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me now."

"You... really let me down, so disappointed."

D'Addarian had already seen through his father and knew that he would not be understood. He sneered, "Actually, I'm just as disappointed in you."

This sentence has a deep meaning. In fact, Dadalian hoped to leave the sea of ​​clouds, but his father prevented him from doing so. Because once everyone leaves, the entire Caiyun Village will cease to exist. In his opinion, his father just couldn't let go of the ridiculous title of village head, and that's why he prevented him from breaking through the thousand-year-old shackles.

The village chief's expression darkened, and he shook his head and said, "I regret it, I shouldn't have come here, there is no cure for you beast." He turned around and walked out of the valley.

D'Addarian didn't care about his father's boring sentimentality, but his father behaved abnormally today, and it seemed that something happened inside and outside the words. He straightened up, stretched his hand out of the wooden railing, and shouted to his father's back: "Hey, don't go? Is there something wrong in the village? Is the Earl's red bird attacking again? If that's the case, let me out Let's fight it twice, although I can't win, at least let me exercise my muscles."

The village chief stood still, and fell into a dilemma of fighting between man and god. Since the disaster a year ago, the village has seriously lacked combat power. To deal with Tang Ke now, he can only borrow the power of Dadarian. He sighed, made up his mind to give it a go, and turned around.

"It's not Earl Red Bird, but there are other troubles. An outsider came to the village, and he kidnapped your sister."

The kidnapping of his sister was indeed a crucial event, but it was another word that Dadarian cared more about.

"Outsider? What outsider?"

The village chief looked at his son's fiery eyes, and his uneasiness became stronger. He hesitated and replied, "People from the outside world broke into the sea of ​​clouds."

Daddarian dug his fingers into the wood suddenly, and asked anxiously, "Could it be that the sword shadow barrier is broken?"

"No, without breaking, we still can't get out. Those outsiders came here by accident, and they were trapped here just like us."

"Tell me what's going on"

Since the last murder, D'Addarian's heart had never been beating so violently, and he felt the fiery feeling again.

The matter has come to this point, the village head can no longer hide anything, he explained the whole thing.

After Dadarian finished listening, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and let out a maniacal laugh almost like a beast's roar. In his dark life, a ray of light finally appeared.

"He's a fourth-tier swordsman? That's great." This was what excited D'Addarian the most.

The village chief asked dumbfounded: "You, what do you want?"

Daddarian's laughter gradually subsided, and he said with a smile: "No, I didn't think about it. Don't worry, I will definitely save my sister, and I will do my best to protect this village. You can put Leave everything to me."

It was too late for the village chief to regret it now. He handed the cloth-wrapped knife into the wooden prison and said, "Give me back this murder weapon."

Daddarian took it over and removed the cloth that was in the way, revealing a large curved sword. After pulling out the scabbard, the blade was as cold as ice and snow. This is a murderous knife that has killed countless people. Spirits are nothing but raging and bloodthirsty ghosts

"My old friend, you are finally back with me"

This is his favorite knife, the legendary weapon - Kohomaru Taidao.

A dazzling flash of sword light flashed, and the wooden gate was chopped into several pieces, which fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Daddarian came out from inside. Compared with before, his aura became completely different. He was like a ferocious beast out of the cage, eager to fight.

"What are you going to do next?" the village chief asked worriedly.

Daddarian was like a gluttonous lion. He licked his lips and said, "I don't know yet. Anyway, let's have a fight first. I still like to use swords to talk."