In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

Ornn was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet, but he was afraid that he would accidentally shock the tiny mortal in front of him to death.

Just when he was about to urge the other party to fart, Cheng Xiao suddenly bent down respectfully.

This annoying mortal didn't come to make any requests or ask for any help from him this time.

He came here just to...

"I just want to say thank you in person—I haven't had the chance before, so please don't blame me for being late."

Cheng Xiao placed her right hand on her left chest and respectfully bent her waist, which even Aatrox could not bend.

"Thank you so much for your help, my venerated Forge God. You saved the Freljord, and please allow me to offer you this humble token of my respect."

"..." Ornn fell silent for a moment.

He moved his huge body to face the other side.

The rough face under the long beard actually turned a shy red.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Cheng Xiao waved her hand vigorously, then turned and left.

But suddenly, he turned around and asked sheepishly, "Uh... where is this place? How do I get home...?"

"..." Ornn became speechless again.

But when he looked at the tiny mortal figure, he suddenly smiled unconsciously.

He looked at the big hammer in his hand, and then looked at the scrap metal hanging on the other person's waist, which was made by some rookie craftsman - it couldn't even be called a weapon.

"Okay, now that you're here, sit down for a while."

Ornn waved his hand impatiently and blew a breath of scorching fire onto the hammer.

"It just so happens that I forgot to repair the sword I promised you last time... But there are two conditions - first, you can't break anything I give you again, otherwise I will hit you on the head with a hammer next time we meet. Second..."

As he spoke, Ornn glanced helplessly at the bear cub lying on his shoulder.

"Don't tell anyone what you saw today, and don't tell anyone where I live!"

Hearing this, Cheng Xiao was a little confused: "But didn't you just say that you were going to move soon——"

clang!

The loud sound of the hammer hitting the target interrupted Cheng Xiao's words.

Ornn turned his back and began to forge iron while muttering:

"Mortals are just mortals. They don't understand how troublesome moving is..."

Chapter 100 Beggar and Queen Play

"I heard that Freljord is undergoing an unprecedented upheaval recently..."

The burning sparks were particularly dazzling in the darkness, and disappeared without a trace in an instant when they fell into the sea.

Just like every sailor who loses his footing and falls into the sea.

A large puff of smoke came out of the man's mouth. The tobacco from the Eastern Continent always felt to him much more delicious than the cigarettes on the dock.

"It's said that those barbarians ended their centuries of civil strife and formed a massive organization... Not bad, right?"

The man who was speaking was thin, with prominent hipbones on his cheeks. His facial features revealed an indescribable cruelty and arrogance, as if he was looking down on everyone in the world.

And in front of him - or rather, at his feet, there was another man begging for mercy.

He is the captain of the Blue Mermaid, and now he is facing the threat of death.

His entire crew had been killed by the man before him—all twenty-four of them, not one was spared. This horrible man had poisoned their dinner, and the crew were dead before they knew it.

Now, it's the captain's turn.

He recognized the terrifying killer before him... God knows when he got on board... God knows why this terrifying guy ended up working as a cook on his ship...

This man was a renowned killer in Bilgewater, ruthless and highly skilled, having killed at least five hundred people in the past twenty years...

The captain knew he would die tonight.

"Why don't you speak?" The killer took out another cigarette from his coat, but this time he lit it for the other party with his own hands.

The latter knew that the cigarette would most likely kill him, but he had no choice. Rather than being killed painfully by the blade, he would rather smoke a cigarette and die unconscious as the toxin spread throughout his body.

"I just want to know...why?" The captain exhaled a puff of smoke.

"No, no, no, I'm asking you questions now." The killer shrugged. "Wait for you to answer my questions, and then I'll answer yours. How about that?"

"...I don't know the Freljord."

"You just say, they ended the civil strife and built a huge organization, which is great, right?"

"Yes……"

"I think so too..." The killer sighed as he looked out to sea. "How I wish the same were true in Bilgewater. The Pirate King of today is no longer the same Pirate King he once was. His authority is insufficient to intimidate everyone, and now we're facing internal strife..."

“…” The captain remained silent, but he already understood in his heart.

He touched the interests of the Pirate King, so he must die.

But... dying at the hands of this killer isn't too shameful.

"call……"

The captain exhaled another puff of poisonous smoke, and at the same time looked at the other party carefully - he was already doomed, and there was no need for the other party to hide his appearance anymore.

It looks just like the rumor...

That legendary killer who, according to rumors, could kill anyone he targeted, even on horseback...

He will first kill the horse you are riding, then gradually catch up with you, tease you, and finally let the prey die slowly in fear...

His unique and vicious hunting method earned him a terrifying nickname - Horse Hunter.

Bilgewater's legendary killer, the horse hunter Tonys Lonto.

The captain's vision gradually blurred as he looked at the thin and cruel face.

Soon he could no longer lift the hand holding the cigarette, and he fell to the side weakly.

His death meant that the Blue Mermaid was completely removed from Bilgewater.

The undamaged ship was still approaching the dock. Longtu had no intention of concealing anything. He lowered the sail and sailed towards the dock with the ship.

When the ship docked, he swaggered down the dock under the surprised gaze of the sailors.

Everyone noticed the body on the boat, but no one tried to stop him.

Because there is no conflict of interest.

As for laws and law enforcement? Too bad there aren't any in Bilgewater.

This port city needs no laws; its people only fear machetes and gunpowder.

Sea serpent hunters, dock gangs, and smugglers have come from all corners of the known world to make their home here, where wealth and ruin can be achieved in a matter of seconds.

For those fleeing judgment, debt, and persecution, this city offers a new lease on life, for on Bilgewater's winding streets, no one cares about your past. Yet, at dawn, the unwary find themselves adrift in the harbor, their wallets empty and their throats bloody...

"Good evening, my neighbors. See you next time, my friends."

The horse hunter Longtu gave an elegant gentleman's salute to the crowd, and then gradually disappeared into the dark alley.

But just as he was about to take the Blue Mermaid captain's severed finger back to claim his reward, a tall figure suddenly blocked his way—at the other end of the alley. The man was leaning against the wall, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Years of living on the edge of a knife had made Longtu a cautious person. He could tell at a glance that the strong man was no ordinary man.

It was also obvious that it was directed at me.

"Good evening, sir." Longtu saluted gracefully, his hand brushing across his coat as he pulled out a dagger and hid it in his sleeve. "What can I do for you?"

"Yes," the tall man said without further ado, stating his purpose directly: "I want to get rid of you—either by arresting you or killing you, it doesn't matter."

"Oh? Is there some grudge between us? Or has someone paid several bags of gold coins to kill me?"

"I'm not a killer."

"So that's a personal grudge?"

"I don't know you either."

"Ok?"

Before Longtu could ask clearly, the other party had already turned around.

Only then did he see clearly what weapon the other person was holding - an absurdly large battle axe.

A conservative estimate is that it weighs dozens or even hundreds of kilograms.

Such a heavy weapon, although it looks scary, but...

"Stupid." Longtu, who was proficient in fighting skills, laughed disdainfully, and his vigilance dropped a little instantly - fighting with such a heavy weapon showed that he was a layman at first glance.

Even if a qualified soldier has the strength to lift 300 kilograms, the weapon he holds will never weigh more than 20 kilograms.

Being able to pick up something and being able to swing it are one thing, being able to swing it and being able to use it in combat are another. Fools who blindly pursue weight often die miserably.

What's more... wielding such a huge battle axe in such a crowded alley?

It's so ridiculous.

"Alright, alright. I don't know why you want to kill me..." Longtu smiled and pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve. He was too lazy to even act. "But you'd better be prepared to die."

Hearing this, the burly man across the alley didn't respond at all, but just picked up the battle axe and rushed over.

Longtu also rushed forward and easily dodged the incoming axe blade at the moment of a head-on collision between the two sides.

Too clumsy, too slow... He laughed disdainfully, then thrust the dagger forward with an uppercut.

The battle is over... he thought, the opponent's axe was only halfway down, and there was no possibility of counterattack.

Longtu had already foreseen how his dagger would pierce the opponent's neck and how gorgeous the blood would spurt out.

Can……

His carelessness at this moment has violated the most basic principles of a killer.

He will pay a terrible price.

"A low-level assassin... You're far inferior to those in the Assassin's Guild."

The sturdy man's teasing voice sounded, and Longtu's eyes suddenly widened in horror.

His dagger... was blocked by the battle axe.

This big fool in front of me... actually used brute force to suppress the inertia of the falling giant axe, and then completed the actions of pulling back, turning, and chopping in a very short time.

The fragile dagger was broken in an instant, and the sharp fragments flew directly into Long Yutu's eyes.

Blood was indeed splattered, but it was his vision that was blurred.

"Ah...!" The horse hunter let out a sharp howl.

The burly man opposite him did not hold back at all and raised his battle axe high again.

Then fall down quickly.

puff--!

A powerful blow, coupled with the large and sharp axe blade...Longtu was actually split into two.

That horrifying line of blood stretched from the center of his head to between his legs.

With a disgusting sound, the legendary killer Horse Hunter's body was pressed against the two walls of the alley on the left and right.

"This kind of chores is really troublesome..."

The burly man shook off the blood on the axe blade, and then walked directly into the street with a swagger.

But this time no one was watching him, the "murderer".

Because most of the people on the street were kneeling on one knee at this time.

Heavily armed soldiers patrolled the streets, pinning everyone they saw to the ground and forcing the Bilgewater residents to salute one man—the man who had just emerged from the alley.