Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

Therefore, even young birds have to contribute their own strength to the family.

She did envy her sister for being able to be with the person she loved, but wasn't she also the object of envy of countless people?

There is nothing perfect in life.

If I could use the imperfect parts of myself to make my family, my brothers and sisters’ lives more perfect.

Then she is willing to give everything for it.

In many things, someone always has to give in and someone has to sacrifice, and she is willing to be the one who gives in and sacrifices.

Although she didn't understand the meaning of doing so.

But since her father agrees with him, she will do her best to agree with and like him.

"I hope so..."

Facing her insincere gaze, Charles nodded casually.

"Charles" has died once, and if it becomes too much trouble, he can die again.

Of course, although it is troublesome now, it is not troublesome enough to make him think of abandoning this identity.

In fact, if the Krolov family had not exceeded his expectations, Sif, Peroz and Theresa would have meant nothing to him.

He might even enjoy it.

But now... until he finds out whether his "fate" and theirs have been manipulated, he will be cautious about anything that may tug at his heartstrings.

Night slowly fell over the Island of Yevers.

Golden clouds floated from afar.

On the deck, unlike before, all the people staying on the Black Flag were no longer laughing and joking as usual.

They were like soldiers, divided into groups and observing the surroundings on the boat.

Although there was no sign of life on the beach or around the sea for the entire day, they did not relax but became even more serious and earnest.

"I like them." The "Holy Father" whispered softly above the sky.

"Compared to those who are loose, undisciplined, and controlled by desire."

"They look much better."

"But this excellence...is vulnerable in the face of strength..."

There are more and more golden clouds in the sky.

But the crew on the Black Flag did not notice this.

After all, most things here are golden, and floating objects like clouds naturally won't attract their attention.

Tick ​​tock tick...

When enough clouds gathered, drops of rain began to fall again.

"Damn it, it was raining when we got here, and it was still raining at night."

"It's gold, but what good is gold if you can't take it out?"

“It’s time to clean up again.”

Amidst the complaints, the "rain" began to fall even harder. Scott, sitting on the observation deck, sensed something was amiss.

It seems that the "rain" that falls is not just gold, but something else as well.

"Be on guard—" he shouted.

But it's still a little late.

The rainwater that had fallen on the deck and had not yet been washed away suddenly began to swell.

In an instant, the Black Flag was surrounded by gold.

The sailors on the ship slowly began to emit a golden light. Their bodies could not move, and they were like statues wrapped in gold, and they could only watch the "Holy Father" slowly falling from the sky.

"Not bad, very good." Looking at the angry eyes that seemed to be able to devour him.

He clapped his hands, as if to praise the final courage of these guys who overestimated their own abilities.

"Nice boat, nice sailors, nice eyes."

“Are you interested in believing in my God?”

He snapped his fingers, and the golden liquid surrounding their mouths began to slowly recede, temporarily regaining their ability to speak.

"If you're willing to kneel down and give me a blow job, I can help you get rid of your habit of believing in evil gods."

"Hahaha, I'm much more merciful. You don't need to blow, just let me use the mast to hit your beep--"

"After you finish eating the contents of the toilet, I can consider becoming your father."

The insults rang in his ears, but he did not feel angry at all.

"I've already eaten today. I can't eat too much, otherwise it will be more uncomfortable if I'm hungry later."

He slowly walked to the side of the person closest to him.

"But it's just a little midnight snack, it shouldn't be a big deal."

A man fell to the ground, blood all over the place.

He lifted the man's head and examined it carefully. "It's been so long since it was washed. If I were to make soup with it, I wonder if it would affect the taste."

"Let's make it barbecue."

"Roasted brains and the like taste really good."

"Would you like to try it together?"

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Chapter 51 I'm Not Polite

The "Holy Father" was wearing a mask, and no one could see his expression clearly.

But I think his expression must be very ferocious and crazy under the mask.

Malice rolled in like a tide, pressing down on the crew of the Black Flag, and cold sweat continued to slide down their foreheads.

Looking at the expressions on their faces, the "Holy Father" was somewhat satisfied. He slowly walked towards the person who looked the most frightened.

"Don't be afraid, my child."

"As long as you are willing to follow me and believe in my God, then from now on we will be a family."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched his cheek.

"Come...come with me...ah——"

Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp blade fell from the sky.

"Asshole! Go to hell!"

The axe blade fell straight from the sky and chopped hard at the man's head.

But at the critical moment, the "Holy Father" turned his body.

The axe landed on his shoulder, severing his right arm completely.

Looking at the broken arm of the man in front of him, Scott gasped and stood ready.

Layers of golden liquid kept wriggling on his body, trying to connect together and bind his body.

However, strands of blood continued to flow through his pores, blocking the golden substances.

"You shouldn't do this." The man looked at Scott as he picked up his arm.

"You're putting everyone in danger."

"As a first officer, you should have made some safer choices."

As he spoke, he bit his broken arm hard.

"Hmm...my own meat is indeed more delicious than other people's meat."

click -

Before he could finish his words, the severed arm in his hand pierced straight into his neck, and at the same time, the minced meat he had just swallowed was torn out of his abdomen.

Weapon Master.

Sequence 6 of the Militia Sequence.

Anything in their hands can be transformed into a weapon.

When the axe just landed on the man, Scott's blood silently flowed into the enemy's broken arm. He originally wanted to kill him by turning back when the battle was fierce.

But I didn't expect this person to be so arrogant.

"Is he dead...?" A doubtful voice sounded in his ears.

Scott didn't say anything, slowly manipulating his blood to slowly dissolve the restraints on some people around him.

"Clap clap clap!"

“A great show...”

An arm was inserted into the neck, and there was a hole in the stomach, through which the intestines and internal organs could be vaguely seen.

But even so, the man still did not die, but instead praised Scott.

"Skilled combat skills, keen insight, decisive choices..."

“It’s so delicious…”

"I want to eat you right now..."

A huge golden wave surged out from the beach and slowly surrounded the Black Flag.

"Ha! Just you!?"

"Break it for me!"

As he roared, the golden substance binding the Black Flag and its crew began to melt. Bells began to ring, and a layer of black mist began to shroud the Black Flag.

Strands of purple light flashed up and combined with the black mist to rush towards the "Holy Father".

"Wouldn't it be better to just surrender?" The Holy Father sighed in the fog.

Then he took a deep breath, and in an instant all the mist was inhaled into his mouth.

A golden wave tens of meters high rose into the sky. If this wave fell, no one on the Black Flag would survive except Scott.

"What are you going to do to my crew?!"

Scott's body suddenly expanded into a three-meter-tall giant, and then he rushed straight towards the man.

"You shouldn't be like this." The man whispered after being knocked into the sky.

"Pooh!"

The bloody axe flew out of his hand, splitting the golden wave in half. At the same time, the Black Flag and some people who were still on it began to shrink rapidly, and then turned into a palm-sized toy boat.

A huge propulsion force spurted out from the stern of the ship, and under the influence of this propulsion force, the ship flew away like a bullet from a gun.

"They can't run away." A low voice sounded in Scott's ears, and the body of "Holy Father" slowly turned into a pool of golden liquid, and then pounced towards Scott's body.

"Don't underestimate the men on the sea!"

Scott turned into a "blood man".

Sonorous——

Dozens of sharp blades burst out from Scott's body.

"I have never looked down on anyone, including you."

"Blood can suppress my abilities, but my abilities can also enter your body through blood."

"Make a choice." Only the head remained of his body, and the rest of his liquefied body wrapped around Scott, who was pierced by a sharp blade, like a giant python.

"Believe in my God now, and not only will you be saved, but you will also receive the eternal life that my God bestows upon you."

Scott slowly raised his head and then gave a disdainful smile.