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The Ultimate Evolution Chapter 579

Volume 7 - Chapter 580: Lord vs Pirates

Chapter 580: Lord vs Pirates

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Following the arrival of his words, a tumultuous and suffocating gust raged in.

Amidst the darkness, bitter cries of pleading and grieving screams could be heard. It was as though an enormous flag was fluttering rapidly, emitting booming sounds of wind inside this narrow cabin!

Such a deafening ruckus naturally startled the pirates on the board the Black Pearl.

They gathered onto the deck while lifting broadsword and hatchets; some holding onto torches as they cursed aloud and swarmed in.

Days prior to this, the all-powerful Black Pearl had suffered a huge setback which left them incomparably gloomy. Right now, the pirates naturally jumped at this excuse to vent their frustration.

Meanwhile, clear ice shattering sounds continued resounding before Sheyan.

All of a sudden, a spatial tear was ripped apart. A pair of bowl-sized front hooves of unrivalled might broke through the fetters of space and time, before trampling down ferociously.

When the hooves stamped down onto the table supporting the ‘Diary of Morgan Fokke’, the table was instantly smashed into fingernail sized splinters! Then, the splinters degenerated into speckles of ice dust and dispersed. One could tell the deadly might stored within those hooves.

Fortunately, Sheyan had tied an indiscernible string around the diary earlier on, and simultaneously tugged against it once the horse hooves appeared! After pulling the diary towards him, he immediately dodged away from the trampling hooves.

Yet within a split second, half the massive frame of the demon horse, Momore, was already revealed from a void. With utter ruthlessness, it galloped into the cabin of the Black Pearl.

At this instance, a violent tremor overwhelmed the entire Black Pearl.

Following that, mounted on the demon horse Momore, Little Lord Fokke’s pair of large hands clad in steel chained gloves emerged. His black steel index finger and middle finger pointed callously at Sheyan!

In this moment, Sheyan felt as though he had fallen into a terrifying nightmare.

Reminiscent of the darkest period before twilight, it was as though a pair of large hands were pressed around his neck, strangling him mercilessly! Suffocating, he felt it challenging to breathe!

Feeling like he was about to take his last breath, Sheyan immediately cried out in struggle. It was as though that gave rise to an incorporeal force from within his body, which slapped him so hard his nose would bleed and his teeth would break off. Instead, it forcibly shook him awake from this nightmare.

Though that was so, the suffocating sensation still persisted like a viscous toxin choking within his throat!

Apart from Sheyan, the clouds and atmosphere outside was similarly experiencing a hideously compelling pressure, simultaneously drooping with austere silence. Only the reluctant surging whimpers of the relentlessly swishing waves remained.

Such dreadfulness!

Right now, if one observed Sheyan, one would be able to see a lingering layer of darkness around his body; slithering like a serpent as it coiled around his five features and seven apertures, wriggling back and forth surreptitiously.

Obviously, Sheyan wouldn’t foolishly wait for death here. After scheming for so long, his goal was naturally to avoid clashing with Little Lord Fokke.

Though the demon horse Momore was absolutely impressive, it possessed a flaw – its massive build. In addition to Little Lord Fokke riding above, they truly occupied an expansive space. It wasn’t practical at all for it to gallop around in this narrow Black Pearl cabin.

Hence, Sheyan immediately dived out through the doorway, while his body triggered a series of cracks as though ice was shattering.

Completely losing balance, he tumbled wretchedly with his face slamming against the floor, before rolling and scrambling forward to flee.

Yet at this moment, Little Lord Fokke completely emerged with demon horse Momore. Like a tank, they charged straight out of the cabin while triggering a chaotic splattering of wood fragments!

Repetitive cracking sounds resounded everywhere.

Though it was a far cry from a demolishing building, the cabins constructed in the hold of the Black Pearl, were instantly met with rampaging devastation.

Pathways along the Black Pearl’s hold were wrecked open. Originally, channels that could only permit two humans to pass through shoulder to shoulder, were now all generously expanded by Little Lord Fokke; transforming them into broad channels that allowed a horse to run for eighty yards.

At this exact instant, Wooden-eye Ragetti led a bunch of pirates as he waved his torch and charged in. Concurrently, Sheyan pathetically tumbled several rounds before them as he exclaimed.

“Darn it! Why are you idiots only coming right now, the nemesis is destroying the Pearl!”

At present, Sheyan had purposefully rubbed dust and ash onto his own face. Under the dim illumination of the torches, could one recognize he wasn’t a Black Pearl pirate at first notice?

More importantly, it didn’t matter how strong Little Lord Fokke was, the sounds of his rampage was truly deafening. His scene of tyranny had captured full attention right upon his appearance. Moreover, he was indeed truly destroying the Black Pearl. Hence, Ragetti immediately pulled out a rusty cleaver as he strode forward while berating.

“Yer slack-jawed idiot! Tis’ be the floor I just cleaned….hurry and kneel, clean with your…….tongue.”

At his final ‘tongue’ word, Ragetti’s flight commenced! Little Lord Fokke didn’t even have to act. Instead, demon horse Momore had very bluntly stomped forth with its left hoof!

Ragetti was sent crashing as he screamed loudly. His wooden eye slipped out, as it bounced and rolled along the ground for several rounds. Repeated snappings resounded after his face got stomped by the horse hoof. Nobody knew how many wall partitions did he break while crashing through the air.

Comically, Ragetti didn’t grip his cleaver firmly at the point of being stomped. Hence, the cleaver was flung high into the air, as it revolved several rounds and heftily chopped down onto the wooden floor.

Obviously, the other Black Pearl pirates wouldn’t sit idly upon watching Ragetti being attacked. They roared furiously while swarming forward with raised weapons.

Although their battle powers weren’t excessively strong, it was pretty adequate! Would a mediocre person be able to become a member of one of the three legendary pirate ship?

According to Sheyan’s deduction, excluding their undying physique, some of them wouldn’t be inferior to individuals like Blacksail or Davies in terms of battle power. Thus, Sheyan had ultimately disregarded the thought of tangling in a naval boarding battle with them previously.

Seven frenetic pirates lunged forward simultaneously.

This narrow environment wasn’t favourable to Little Lord Fokke as well.

At this moment, Little Lord Fokke titled his head up slightly. His austere eyes glinted coldly beneath the visor of his helmet, while a metallic shimmer rippled through his steel armour. As he swept his gaze through the crowd, it contained a penetrating iciness; seemingly wanting to pour the chilliness of death into the organs of everyone present.

Seizing this golden opportunity, Sheyan turned to flee.

However, Little Lord Fokke abruptly stretched out his right arm and swiped from left to right in a 45 degrees angle. Instantly, a streak of endless void was carved out, where regiments of darkness revolved around a concentrated spot of blood could be seen. Suddenly, it shot forth towards Sheyan!

Pestering death!

Fortunately, that regiment of darkness didn’t accelerate very quickly. Sheyan darted towards the side as he took cover behind a corner; breaking away from the enemy’s line of sight.

In spite of that, that regiment of darkness swerved like a parasite in blatant pursuit. The next moment, Sheyan released a shrilling shriek.

Little Lord Fokke’s eyes revealed a mocking intent as he sneered. All his actions were serene and unruffled. His current demeanor appeared as though he wasn’t being encircled by the seven Black Pearl pirates, but as though he was sitting on his personal throne.

His actions were simply untraceable. In a split second, he clutched onto his sword hilt as he humbly drew half of his sword.

The sword blade was crystalline clear like a condensation of ice. However, distinct blood colored vein lines extended throughout it as they synthesised into symbols, engraving deep into one’s mind. For unexplainable reasons, a plaintive wail resonated within the hearts of every onlooker.

Followed by……a disturbing neigh.

“Die.”

Little Lord Fokke insipidly declared.

His voice wasn’t imposing but carried a depressing deepness, akin to that of a chopstick poking into one’s eardrum. A piercing shudder displacing the calm of one’s organs, turning one’s breath feeble that couldn’t be quietened down.

That same sword hacked down towards the nearest pirate! Water vapor congealed wherever the symbolic sword edge swept through, and emitted icy crackles.

That pirate lifted his hatchet to block. In a flash, a thick layer of ice condensed at the point of impact between the hatchet and sword edge! Then, it swiftly stretched towards the pirate’s body and froze him into an ice sculpture in an instant.

Little Lord Fokke released a disdainful sneer as he swept horizontally again.

Another pirate pounced forward, smashing his dual brass knuckles against this icy sword! Then, he quickly followed up with another punch which struck against the chest armour of Little Lord Fokke.

Instead, Little Lord Fokke flipped his hand and slashed downwards, chopping that pirate to the ground as the pirate rapidly froze into ice. Follow that, Demon horse Momore raised its hooves and trampled down with unmatched ferocity.

Yet another pirate leapt forward, prompting Little Lord Fokke to bury his body and execute a reverse slash while drawing his sword back; slashing straight from the pirate’s left arm to his right waist, and splitting his body into two.

Yet strangely, not a single blood trickled out from the mutilated wound. Nevertheless, that pirate’s arms still remained mobile as he gathered his segregated body. Though he couldn’t stand, the pirate blatantly hugged Momore’s hooves while howling wildly!

“It’s him!! It’s him, I recognize him! The old captain perished because of him, even Crew Head Hanz was slain by him! Arghhh, tis’ be the blisterin’ Lil’Lord Fokke!”

The Ultimate Evolution

The Ultimate Evolution

最终进化
Score 8.5
Status: Completed Type: Author: , , Released: 2011 Native Language: Chinese
I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination… Entering the realm born by human imaginations… Challenging Harry Potter’s magic, commanding the great Pirates of the Caribbean. Terminating the Terminator’s strength, tearing apart the Matrix’s Hallucination. Virus is my slave. Endurance my inheritance. Growing and hunting in the boundless universe. Breaking through boundaries in a mysterious space. Desiring evil, conspiracy and betrayer. Who can redeem what was already lost? In a battle of demons, who can leave an immortal legacy? A declining Trump card, Final evolution! I’m… on a journey! We are one!

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