The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

What comes into view is the gradually darkening sea water, as dark as ink.

"He knows we're coming."

Gleason turned his head dully, and was met with the stern and expressionless face of Furukawa Wataru. For a moment he did not know what to say.

He recalled the tragic scene at the Battle of Seagull Harbor. Unlike that time, the Blue Reef was now alone in the deep sea. If it faced the Yamata Troll Soul Eater alone, it would have no chance of winning.

Fear filled Grissom's heart, threatening to consume him, but amidst the darkness he caught a glimpse of a violet glow.

"I...I understand."

Gleason patted his head vigorously, straightened his mind, and then said firmly to Furukawa Watari:

"I'm going to protect Mei...Miss Civil Servant. It's dangerous for her to be alone."

Furukawa Wataru nodded in agreement, and seeing this, Grissom quickly ran down the bridge and disappeared on the busy deck.

As if they had sensed something strange happening on the sea, the sailors began to be alert. Without any orders, they loaded the ship's side guns with energy cannons one after another, keeping alert at all times.

"..."

A gust of wind stirred up waves, splashing the dark sea water on the hull of the "Blue Reef". At this moment, Furukawa Watari suddenly noticed a roar coming from the space itself on his side.

He tilted his head, looked into the distance through the monocular telescope with quaint patterns in his hand - the source of the tremor was an archipelago on the side of the "Blue Reef", where the water was also black, as if something was brewing beneath the surface.

Furukawa Wataru prepared to adjust the magnification of the monocular so that he could observe more carefully.

He just put his hand on the mirror and twisted it gently, but the lens of the telescope was suddenly covered -

——A deep blue eye occupied his field of vision.

"Long time no see, old friend (Dila language)."

Furukawa Wataru threw away the mirror tube, pulled out a wild sword from his back, and chopped the man in front of him on the head.

"clang--"

The lacquered silver blade caught Furukawa Wataru's blow, there were little flashes of light on it, and the lines on the blade were stained with black.

It was the famous sword Suehiro! Then the person in front of me must be...

Furukawa Wataru suddenly focused his gaze and met those deep blue eyes - he would never forget the owner of those eyes even in his dreams. The man who once looked at the East Ocean with him on Sakura Mountain was now standing in front of him.

【King of the Islands】, Bridge Chord.

He stood so absurdly on the deck of the Blue Reef, in front of Furukawa Wataru.

"..."

Under Furukawa Watari's gaze, a smile twisted into Watari Kazuharu's face, which was covered with black lines. However, he no longer had the pride he had as the number one samurai, but instead had a terrifying evil aura.

"Meet my creator (Diara)," the bridge chord said as if no one was around, "Meet the great power of Imhotalus (Diara)."

"Boom——"

In an instant, a huge ship made entirely of snake bones broke through the waves from the dark sea, with dark liquid gushing out of the drain holes on the hull.

The [Yakitsu Soul Eater] appeared on the side of the "Blue Reef", with the two three-masted sailing ships running parallel to each other.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

Countless rusty iron chains pierced into the hull of the Blue Reef, and the two ships were tied together firmly. At the same time, groups of scary-looking sailors jumped onto the deck of the Blue Reef and swung machetes at the sailors.

Furukawa Watari took two steps back, staring at all this in amazement. He heard the sound of a sword being sheathed, and saw Watari Kazuharu in front of him looking at him with a smile on his face:

"Tell your crew to lay down their weapons. They will not die today (Dila)."

The sound of the bridge chords was steady and hoarse, mixed with a hint of irresistible terrifying pressure. Even Furukawa Wataru was affected by his voice and began to feel like retreating.

"Woo——————"

A horn sounded, and Furukawa Watari knew without turning back that it was the followers of the Bridge and the String. He realized that he had entered the encirclement and the trap set for him by the [King of the Islands].

"..."

The sounds of fighting on the deck became louder and louder, and screams lingered in Furukawa Watari's ears, but his stern face was staring straight at the ferry bridge and the chords, without any intention of turning around.

"Ultimatum (Dila language)," Duqiao Hexian stretched out a hand covered with black scales, and a dark shadow condensed on it, "Sink here, or become my dependent (Dila language)?"

Furukawa Wataru looked at the pair of deep blue eyes, then looked at the tragic scene on the deck, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Then he turned and walked to the bridge, shouting to the deck:

"Drop your weapons! Surrender!"

After he finished speaking, he threw the wild sword in his hand to the ground, and then looked at this old friend who had changed a lot with an expressionless face.

"A smart choice (in Dila)."

Bridger smiled softly, and the shadow on his hand disappeared instantly. He snapped his fingers, and all the Soul Eater crew members stopped moving like puppets.

Looking at Furukawa Watari, he opened his arms, and the smile on his face became more and more weird:

"Welcome to the Soul Eater, Captain (in Dila)."

......

8) The Last Samurai (Part 9) -Added-

"Go quickly, go quickly."

In the dark corridor of the Soul Eater, Hitaro Shinma was escorted by black-robed sailors on both sides with a terrified look on his face, and he didn't know what to do.

After hearing the surrender order issued by Furukawa Wataru, he dropped his weapon without hesitation, let the sailors of the Soul Eater tie his hands, and then followed them on board the Soul Eater.

An aura that could only be found in the deep sea filled the corridor of the Soul Eater, making him tense. He could only look to the front of the prisoner queue, looking at the familiar figure: First Mate Shibata Kazuki.

In this situation... the first mate must have a way to help us escape, right? In his mind, Hitaro Shinma put all his hopes on the first mate and could not think rationally.

He only knew that the first mate, being such an experienced man, knew everything and could do everything.

Oh, and there’s Captain Furukawa Toru, he’s the second samurai, a hero from the last era!

......

Under the escort of the Soul Eater's sailors, Furukawa Wataru was brought to the bridge of the [Yamata Troll Soul Eater] and was invited to sit at a table made of rotten wood.

Not long after, the black sailors made way for the ferry bridge and chord to pass. The former number one warrior of His Majesty the Blue Emperor sat down opposite Furukawa Tou, looked at him for a moment, and then revealed a broken smile:

"Your crew will be safe in my prison, awaiting their reward."

After confirming that the crew was safe, Furukawa Wataru nodded, his stern face still expressionless.

However, his eyes were always on Duqiao Hexian's face, looking at his current appearance.

His radiant and handsome face had long been torn off by him. Countless wrinkles carved his face like the roots of a tree, with some black substance flowing inside. There were scattered black scales on his face, which did not look like human tissue, but more like the exoskeleton grown by some marine creatures. A tattered tricorn hat pressed down his slippery dreadlocks. Furukawa Watari recognized that it was still the hat of the old Ogi Navy, but it was inlaid with a lot of algae and shells, as if it had just been fished out of the deep sea.

But those blue eyes, as deep as the sea, did not change, they just seemed even deeper.

"..."

Noticing Furukawa Watari's gaze, Watari Bridge and String smiled:

"We've all changed a lot, haven't we?"

"You have become a traitor." Furukawa Wataru's voice was low, but there was no anger in it.

"Traitor? Serving a corrupt empire is a betrayal of the empire."

Watari Kazuharu curled his lips in disdain. He knocked on the table, and two sailors in black robes brought a pot of sake and two cups. Watari Kazuharu picked up the pot with his right hand, poured the sake into the cup, and pushed it to Furukawa Watamichi:

"[Cang Huang]'s wrist is not strong enough to support the weight of Sakura Mountain, let alone the archipelago."

"You once swore to the Temple of Heaven that you would dedicate your life to Dila." Furukawa Watari said with a serious face.

"I have given my life to Dila," the Bridge Chord smiled darkly, "Remember? The glory of the Tower of Babel swallowed me up."

As he spoke, Duqiao Hexian shook out his left arm from under his robe: it was covered with dark scales. He poured himself another glass of wine with that hand, and then gently saluted Guchuan Du:

"And then? What did I get in exchange for my sacrifice? The Federation rode on your heads, didn't they? They destroyed the Temple of Heaven and discharged sewage into the East Ocean. Even the sea area of ​​​​Dead Snake Bay can smell the rotten smell of chemical raw materials. What did you protect?"

"The Thebits marched all the way into the heart of Autumn Plains, and the Federation's giant warships crashed into the center of the grassland. Where was Canghuang at that time? Where were you? You hid on the archipelago, and were like cowards, not daring to fight..."

"Tell me, how many years have you not used the [Silent Sakura Dance] that symbolizes the king's existence in the world?"

"..."

Facing Watahashi Kazuharu's series of words, Furukawa Watari just stared at his old friend in front of him without saying a word, with a stern face. Seeing this, Watahashi Kazuharu smiled again and drank the sake in the glass.

"You're not here to reminisce about the past with me." Furukawa Wataru said in a low voice.

"That's natural. No matter how much bullshit is said about the past, the people of the sea and Akihara will never be able to straighten their backs."

As he said this, Watari Hashira snapped his fingers lightly, and Furukawa Watari felt something had changed. He lowered his head and found that the small cup of sake in front of him had turned black:

"Drink this cup of wine, become the Soul Eater's first mate, and accomplish the great cause with me."

"What are you going to do?" Furukawa Wataru said in a low voice.

"Tear up your fleet once again, and let the people of Dila pick up their lost traditions again." The evil smile on Duqiao Hexian's face appeared again. "When you concentrated your attack on Haiwu Island, my fleet had already gathered around the archipelago, ready to tear you apart at any time. And I... I just want to give my old friend a chance."

Duqiao Hexian stood up, a shadow formed on his hand covered with black scales, and he stretched it out towards Guchuandu:

"You said that you wanted to go to the Black Island with me. As long as you help me tear apart those incompetent people, we can find the secret of the world there after the Dila Empire is re-established."

"And by that time, even the Tower of Heaven will not be our opponent."

"..."

Looking at the hand extended by Watari Hajime, Furukawa Watari said nothing, but just stared quietly at his old friend in front of him.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky with a serious face:

"The time is almost up."

"Time?" Duqiao Hexian smiled softly, "The countdown of the Dila Empire?"

"No, it's not."

Furukawa Watari still looked at the dark clouds, with a slight smile on his face:

"It's time for the cherry blossom rain to fall (in Dila's language)."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of explosions suddenly broke out in the air, resounding like thunder.

The bridge chord and the sailors raised their heads at the same time, looking towards the sky, their eyes fell on the dozens of red stars in the sky——

——No, those are not stars, they are the shells of the [Kamistriker]!

"..."

Duqiao Hexian was stunned for a moment. He heard Guchuan Du stand up. He looked down and found that his old friend was holding a glass of wine towards him with a firm look in his eyes:

"I said I would go with you (in Dila)."

Furukawa Watari saluted Wataribashi and Haruka with an expressionless face, then raised his head and drank the sake deeply.

Behind him, artillery fire from beyond sight slammed heavily into the marked points across the Broken Islands - those were the locations marked by Furukawa Furukawa when he advanced alone deep into the enemy's territory. Each location was the distribution of the military forces of Furukawa Furukawa and Furukawa Chord.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-"

Explosions were heard from the distant sea, accompanied by red light that penetrated the sky. The sailors behind the bridge and the chord were suddenly in a mess, and they were busy on the deck, screaming in some inhuman voices, as if trying to avoid this apocalyptic destruction.

"what."

Furukawa Wataru drank up the sake, threw the cup away, and wiped his mouth briskly.

Then, he drew out the wild sword behind him and waved at Watari and the chord:

"I have never accepted the duel before the Emperor fifteen years ago. How about this? Let me take my place as the number one samurai (in Odara's language)?"

Looking at those algae green eyes, Duqiao Hexian smiled and drew out the famous sword, Suhui, from his waist.

He held the knife in one hand very casually, his deep blue eyes gradually turning black:

"I will convince you (in Dila)."

The sky was filled with red light cannons that fell around the Soul Eater, smashing the fleeing black sailboats into pieces one by one. However, these cannon fire were pushed away by some terrifying repulsive force and could not get close to the Soul Eater even a little bit.

Amidst the heavy gunfire, the two warriors stared at each other, with red light flashing between their eyes.

"Boom—boom—boom—"

Then, in the huge waves caused by the divine cannon, they roared and rushed towards each other, their bodies intersecting.

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