Pirates: King of the World From the White Town

"No! You can't do this!"

"Please, let these poor children go!"

"Didn't you say you would let us go? You group of executioners and devils, you will definitely be punished by heaven."

boom!

With a gunshot, the nun who was deceived and fell into despair fell into a pool of blood.

"Hey, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah! If I didn't say that, why would you take the initiative to bring these brats to your door? That's really saving money." It caused us a lot of trouble! Hahaha."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that the order we received is not to let anyone in this country be spared. Except for your king who ran away with the royal family like a bereaved dog, everyone who stays here, including the elderly and children, must die !"

A soldier next to him frowned immediately when he heard this, "Simon, you talk too much."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, they will soon be a group of dead people, and dead people won't speak."

"Shoot, get rid of them all!"

Accompanied by the grinning soldiers, they raised their guns and sprayed fire snakes.

The last image in the eyes of the nun who fell to the ground was the children who were shot to death one after another.

Listening to the helpless wailing of the children, the nun shed two lines of tears full of remorse, and then fell into eternal darkness.

"sorry"

Until the end of their lives, the nuns did not wait for the light of salvation full of compassion to descend on them poor people.

Some are just desperate.

. . . . . .

In September 1506 in the Haiyuan calendar, Beihai Frevans was destroyed by neighboring countries in the war, and the "White Town" was burned down by a fire.

Throughout the process, no one from the world government or navy participated in the rescue.

At this time, the only known survivors were the original Frevans royal family who had contacted the world government early and gave up their own country, so they were able to escape.

However, vaguely, through the dark clouds, there seemed to be a faint ray of sunlight shining down through despair.

. . . . . . .

Although the "White Town" Frevans was destroyed, the aftermath work continued.

For example, the dead body that was not burned cleanly in that fire.

If it is not dealt with in time, the plague will become the first wave of vengeance for those 'white undead'.

So one by one the corpses were transported and gathered at the border of Frevans, only waiting for the fuel to be delivered here before they could be destroyed in a unified manner.

The mountain of corpses is like a scene of purgatory on earth!

Ordinary people would probably be frightened and have nightmares for three days in a row just by looking at it!

So even the soldiers who were responsible for transporting the corpses, most of them would not stay here, and would leave immediately after transporting the corpses, away from this unlucky place of death.

After all, what's the point of guarding a pile of corpses? Could it be that these corpses could stand up and run by themselves?

But amidst the silence, several corpses really moved strangely, very permeating!

Boom...

hoo hoo

As the corpses above rolled down, a bloody, emaciated and thin figure finally managed to get out from below. At this time, he was breathing hard because he was almost suffocated just now.

Then, the smell of blood, the smell of corpses and some other indescribable terrible smells rushed into the nasal cavity.

"vomit!"

He immediately vomited violently, especially when he saw the surrounding environment clearly, he vomited even more violently.

"So there really is hell after death, and it's so scary!"

"No, this is not hell. This is Frevans, and my name is Gustaves Abel!"

After Abel vomited until he couldn't vomit anything, he finally merged the memories of the two lives.

In his previous life, he was a 'self-made man', an 'excellent young entrepreneur' who looked like a dog.

Only 30 years old, relying on a little help from his father-in-law and mother-in-law, he easily earned a few small goals.

Then, in order to prove that he is not a little boy who eats soft food, he is so absorbed in the company that after a busy day, a car accident occurred while driving tired late at night.

I came here as soon as I opened my eyes again, a place like purgatory!

And the body he passed through was also unlucky enough.

Gustaves Abel was his name, and he was born in Frevans, an exceptionally beautiful and rich place in the North Sea.

And he also has a happy family. His parents are well-known local businessmen and hold a lot of wealth.

He has received a good education since he was a child, and has a cheerful and generous personality. In addition, he has inherited the excellent genes of his parents, and he is even more handsome and popular.

If he only came here, he would probably be lucky to cross over to such a person.

But as the memories continued to emerge, a series of terms such as 'White Town', 'Polead Disease', 'One Piece', 'World Government', 'Dragon Man' appeared in his mind, and he realized where he came from What a frightful world to come!

And the environment he is in now is as bad as he wants to be!

After all, he has also read the famous migrant worker comics like Dead Fire Sea, who hasn't had a childhood yet. It's just that after gradually focusing his energy on his career, he rarely watched it again. I will only take occasional breaks to see where the plot has progressed.

For example, Human Fruit, Phantom Beast, and Nika Form. He heard that he was complained for a long time.

"It's really not the time to travel through time, nor is it a good place."

After recalling it, Abel couldn't help but smiled wryly.

Living in Frevans, known as the "white town", is not a good thing, because almost all the people here suffer from the incurable disease of lead, and in his generation, they will suffer endlessly before they reach adulthood. towards death.

Looking at the clearly visible white spots on his arms, Abel knew that he was no exception. It seems that being able to live again has already made him use up all his luck.

And what's worse is that even if he crossed over a few days earlier, he could still find a way to run away with his parents and slowly find a cure.

But it was too late now. In order to cover up the secret, the world government almost allowed Frevans to be completely destroyed in the war, and his parents naturally died at the point of sword and gun like everyone else.

There are also nuns who were deceived, and innocent children who died at gunpoint.

Even if it was just a simple memory, Abel couldn't help clenching his fists subconsciously.

After all, after the memory is fused together, there is no distinction between you and me, but only one name left, Gustaves Abel!

All of them, he felt the same way.

Sooner or later, he will seek justice for his parents and everyone who died in Frevans!

It's just that this matter still needs to be discussed in the long run, at least at this stage, he doesn't have this ability and ability at all.

"The most urgent task now is to escape as soon as possible. Although I have finally gotten used to the smell here temporarily, if those soldiers find out, I will probably have to cross again immediately. If there is still this opportunity."

After muttering a few words to himself, Abel immediately turned over and wanted to stand up, but in the end he rolled directly from the pile of corpses.

Originally, his condition was not very good. He didn't know how long he hadn't eaten, drank a drop of water, and the violent vomiting just now made him not only a little dizzy, but also very weak.

"Damn it!"

Abel barely sat up with his back against the dead body and took a few breaths. The strong sense of hunger and weakness was attacking his brain nerves.

In this state, wanting to leave here and cross the border without being noticed is really a dream.

At least a certain level of physical strength must be recovered.

But the bad news is that there is neither food nor water here, and the longer the delay, the greater the chance of encountering those soldiers!

"Damn it, since we have even encountered such things as time travel, isn't there such a thing as a golden finger?"

As soon as the words fell, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

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