I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

The cedars not far away are like a sword holding up the sky, dividing the sky into two completely different worlds. The surrounding darkness is rotating and cutting the white snow in the sky.

call!

Sith tightened the collar on his body, and the air he exhaled turned into little cold crystals in mid-air before it had gone far.

The white snow was shaken off, and the cedars were still tall, but the members of the Russian adult religion who were standing around like gods descending into the world have long been smashed into the ice.

The specially made ice weapon Sleipnir was also torn into pieces by the Sith's huge power.

Sis stood on the ice. This should be a slender river, but in the low temperature of tens of degrees below zero, the ice layer above it was enough to run a tank.

He didn't hold an umbrella, holding one hand on the ruby ​​cane. The raised collar could barely block him from the cold wind. The little light cast from the corner of the jungle cut out a thin and straight silhouette.

His eyes are still indifferent, the black mud on them has not disappeared, and the shadows are rising and falling behind him along with the darkness. Compared to people, he is still more like a ruthless god or a devil.

"This is the first time, so it's just a small warning. Next time, I will take away your lives next time. Go back and tell the people behind you to stay away from me, or I will get angry. But it can really kill people!"

Sis's voice was a little soft, and that kind of magnetic voice was even better than the professional anchors in the Voice of Russia (formerly Russia's official international radio station).

But to the ears of the Russian adult soldiers, it was simply more terrifying than the wail of the most vicious female ghost they had ever heard.

I don’t know if it’s because of the ice, but their bodies are really cold. They really want to shiver and shiver. I remember that the last time they felt this way, it seemed like they had just been sent into this snowfield. They were permanently The absolute king on the frozen soil.

But what's the use of that?

They are the kings of the mortal world, and the man standing above them is an evil ghost in hell!

Under the ancient flaxen cloak, their pupils flashed left and right, and they just watched the figure of Sith gradually disappearing, without even daring to make a sound of reluctance.

"Master."

Seeing Sis come back, the driver came up to him very skillfully and patted the snow on his body, without any change in the expression on his face.

He had anticipated this kind of scene. When he was young, he had crossed thousands of troops. Although he was the one being hunted, his vision was truly shaped in that era.

Those beings who were like gods in front of ordinary people were just as fragile as children in front of his young master. If he wanted to deal with the person in front of him, he would have to send a saint from the sect or a legendary angel.

"You have worked hard and you still have plenty of time. Do you want to find a place to take a rest?" the driver asked softly.

Sith raised his head and glanced sideways at him, shaking his head.

"No need, I can't even warm up with this workload."

He sat sideways back in the car, and Elizabeth, who was sitting next to him, squeezed over, as if she wanted to use her body to warm Sissy's frozen body. It brings nothing else.

Sith didn't speak, but slightly arched his eyebrows and showed a helpful smile. This was a small tacit understanding between them. Maybe this would allow Elizabeth to recall more of what it was like to be alive.

He picked up his fingers and counted his age one by one. He was thirteen years old.

If his life will end at the age of fifteen, if his life will end at the age of fifteen...

Sith repeated this sentence in his mind over and over again. He couldn't imagine what it would be like.

At fifteen years old, his life seems to have just begun.

"Are you going to let them go like this?" Elizabeth buried her hair in Sis's arms and leaned her head on Sis's shoulder. Her red eyes stared out the window, her eyes falling on the ice a little indifferently. .

She has already died once, and she is very satisfied with her current life, so no matter who dares to destroy her current life, she will dare to destroy him.

The Sith sighed and shrugged.

"After all, I am not the water in the rear. If he kills someone, he can just pat his butt and leave. But I can't. I still have to live on this ice sheet. It's best not to have such a tense relationship with the local snakes. Besides, this time It’s just a warning, if you want to kill people, you have to wait until next time.”

Elizabeth didn't speak, she just hugged Sith's arms quietly.

Of course she understands this kind of thing, what kind of game, what kind of maneuvering, what kind of concession, what kind of abandonment?

These things are the most annoying.

……

As the wind and snow settled, the Russian adult soldiers who had been smashed into the ice by the Sith crawled out of the cave tremblingly. If they did not come out, I am afraid that even they would freeze to death in this wasteland.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of horse hooves sounded, which was the Russian reinforcements.

Riding on a tall horse, the leader lifted the hood covering his head, revealing his blond hair.

She has a standard white face, with a high nose bridge and light blue eyes moving left and right. She is a benchmark European beauty.

Condescendingly, her eyes fell on the soldiers who had just crawled out of the cave.

"Were you unable to keep that one?" She asked the soldiers softly, her voice was so arrogant, she was simply a high-altitude flower.

The pupils of the soldiers were still jumping in their eye sockets. It was obviously a low temperature of dozens of degrees below zero, but the sweat on their bodies was still dripping involuntarily, and soon a thick layer of ice crystals formed on their collars.

"Team...Captain, do we really...really want to continue to follow that person? His strength is incomparable to ordinary people. I am afraid that only a saint can compare to that kind of powerful existence."

The woman called Captain glanced at her and let the cold wind ruffle her long hair. Her expression was like a glacier on the plateau that would never melt.

"Wouldn't it be better that way? We are not enemies with him. Clans R. Tualuski, that damn usurper, he dared to put the Patriarch under house arrest and bring order to the chaos. No one is better than this man who is free from all major The top experts among the forces are more suitable."

She forced a smile, holding the spear tightly in her hands, and the reins danced with the wind in her hands.

"Okay, let's continue setting off after we've had enough rest. We're going to snatch that existence from those monsters and monsters."

After she finished speaking, she clamped her legs together, and the magic spirit outfit underneath her that looked like a real Pegasus leapt out. The cold wind wrapped around her cloak. She really loved this feeling. The cold wind hit her body, and she felt like she was on her own. Holding the whole world.

But it’s coming soon. If a fifteen-year-old child can become a patriarch, then why can’t she be the person holding the supreme power in Russia behind the scenes?

Sophia August!