270: Forced to take up arms, the rebellion of the mad knife

Squelch!

The pitch-black dagger, carrying the desperate resolve of a burning Nascent Soul, ultimately failed to pierce Mad Blade's protective spiritual light.

His profound cultivation at the Late Stage of Soul Transformation was like an insurmountable chasm.

Mad Blade struck back with a palm, slamming it into A Biao's chest.

With a "crack," every bone shattered.

A Biao flew backward like a broken sack, the blood spraying from his mouth staining the deck behind him red.

He was dead.

Yet, his eyes remained fixed on Mad Blade, filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

Mad Blade panted heavily, looking at the corpse of his most trusted subordinate, still warm, and a chill shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He had won the battle, but lost everything.

Around him, the eyes of the pirates under his command changed.

As they looked at Mad Blade, their eyes no longer held their usual worship and awe, but were mixed with suspicion, fear, and a trace of... pity.

A man who didn't even know his own wife and daughter had been kidnapped by his enemy, and was even working for them.

A leader forced to kill his own brother with his own hands.

He was finished.

At this moment, Mad Blade's prestige collapsed completely.

Inside the Main Control Room, Lin Fan watched this scene on the light screen and nodded in satisfaction.

Killing was never the goal.

Breaking their spirit was.

He activated the amplification Magical Artifact again, and that emotionless voice, like the whisper of the Grim Reaper, once again enveloped the entire fleet.

"A fine show."

"But, it is not enough."

Lin Fan's voice drifted into Mad Blade's ears, as if he were having a private conversation with him.

"Mad Blade, you must really want to explain yourself right now, to prove your innocence, right?"

Mad Blade's body stiffened; he jerked his head up, his blood-red eyes staring fixedly in the direction of the flagship.

"Unfortunately, Black Skull has already gone mad."

"He will not listen to any of your explanations."

Lin Fan's voice carried a hint of perfectly measured pity.

"According to my calculations, in at most thirty breaths, he will issue an order."

"He will order his personal guard fleet to execute you and your 'Mad Blade Fleet' on the spot, in the name of 'clearing out traitors and stabilizing morale'."

"Using your death to re-establish his already crumbling authority."

Boom!

These words were like a bolt of thunder from the Nine Heavens, striking hard at the hearts of Mad Blade and all the pirates around him!

They subconsciously looked toward the area around the flagship, at those few personal guard warships that had remained silent but carried the heaviest Evil Qi.

Sure enough!

The muzzles of those warships had already begun to slightly adjust their angles, aiming directly at the sector they were in!

Panic erupted completely!

"B...Big Brother! What do we do!"

"We've been surrounded!"

"The leader really wants to kill us!"

The pirates under Mad Blade's command lost their composure completely.

With Black Skull's butcher knife in front and that monster's "prophecy" behind, they were forced into a dead end!

Mad Blade's chest heaved violently; he looked at those cold muzzles, then at the terrified and desperate faces around him.

He knew that the monster was telling the truth.

In Black Skull's eyes, he was no longer one of the five major leaders, but a stain that had to be wiped out!

Loyalty?

In the face of absolute power and suspicion, it was worthless!

"No... I can still explain!" A beast-like roar erupted from Mad Blade's throat; he was unwilling to accept this!

He had bled for Black Sail, and lost an arm for Black Skull!

He couldn't just die like this, under the muzzles of his own people, without rhyme or reason!

However, just as he prepared to send his final communication request.

Lin Fan's figure strolled out of the Main Control Room once again.

He stood back on the empty high platform on the deck, beside the now crazed Black Skull.

He scanned the warships around him that had turned their cannons, a brilliant smile on his face.

"Everyone, it seems the game cannot go on."

"There is always someone who wants to use violence to break the rules."

Lin Fan shook his head like a disappointed game Host.

His gaze finally landed on Mad Blade's flagship.

"Since that is the case, let me add the final spark to this chaos."

Black Skull suddenly noticed Lin Fan beside him, and monstrous hatred erupted from his murky eyes.

"Monster! It's you! It's all you!"

"Personal Guard! Listen to my order!"

He pointed at Lin Fan on the high platform, roaring with all his might.

"Fire! Blast him into dust in the Universe! Now! Immediately!"

The order was given.

Those personal guard warships, which had already been poised for action, activated their main cannons without hesitation!

Destructive spiritual energy beams gathered at the muzzles!

Everyone held their breath.

They were about to witness the death of this immortal monster once again.

However, just at the moment the cannon fire was about to launch.

Lin Fan's figure vanished into thin air on the high platform.

The next moment, he appeared on the bridge of Mad Blade's flagship, right in front of Mad Blade!

Mad Blade's pupils shrank; he hadn't even had time to react.

Lin Fan had already turned around, his back to him, facing those personal guard warships about to fire.

He spread his arms wide, as if embracing death.

On his face, there was still a provocative smile.

"Come on, shoot here."

Boom—!!!

Several destructive beams capable of tearing through the Void Realm arrived in an instant!

This time, their target was not the flagship, but this ship where Mad Blade was!

Lin Fan's figure couldn't even withstand the terrifying cannon fire for a single instant before being completely vaporized, along with a small section of the bridge behind him, turning into nothingness.

Dead.

Dead again.

However, this death was different from any of the previous ones.

On all the pirates' tactical light screens, a crystal-clear energy trajectory analysis chart was synchronized and displayed.

The energy source of those destructive cannon blasts...

Was none other than Mad Blade's flagship!

It was Mad Blade's ship that "fired" and killed the monster!

Framing!

This was a blatant, merciless frame-up!

[Ding! Detected that the Host has completed a "frame-up style death". Death sensation level: Fleet-wide. Death object intensity: Soul Transformation fleet salvo!]

[Comprehensive judgment: Elite-level death!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a special item: Myriad Phenomenon Mask x1!]

[Myriad Phenomenon Mask: After wearing, one can perfectly imitate the appearance, aura, and even Soul fluctuations of a specified target. The duration is related to the strength gap between the user and the target.]

Inside the Main Control Room, Lin Fan's figure quietly reconstructed. He didn't even look at the reward information in his mind, but just watched quietly on the light screen, at that face which had completely lost all color.

Mad Blade stood dazed in front of the hole in the bridge, the cold cosmic gale blowing through his messy hair.

He was finished.

Completely finished.

He was now not only a "treasonous" traitor.

But also the "murderer" who had "killed" the monster with his own hands.

Would Black Skull let him go?

No!

Would those factions in the fleet who hated him to the bone let him go?

No!

He had no way out.

Explain?

Who would believe him?

The evidence was right in front of everyone's eyes!

Dead silence.

After a long, dead silence.

Mad Blade slowly, very slowly, turned around.

He looked at his brothers beside him, who were equally ashen-faced, their eyes filled only with despair.

He laughed.

It was a smile uglier than crying.

"Heh... hehe..."

"What a... use of someone else's knife to kill."

"What a... forced to the brink!"

He jerked his head up; in that single eye, all his struggle, anger, and unwillingness finally transformed into a bone-chilling madness and resolve!

He grabbed the communication Magical Artifact beside him and, with a voice raspy to the extreme, let out the most resolute roar of his life.

"All brothers of the Mad Blade Fleet! Listen to my order!"

"We have no way out left!"

"Since he wants us to die, then before we die, let's tear a piece of flesh off him!"

"Target, Black Skull personal guard fleet!"

"Fire... at will!!!"

The order, like an ignited star, instantly spread to all the warships under his command.

After a brief silence.

Dozens of warships belonging to the Mad Blade faction, like beasts waking from despair, slowly turned their muzzles.

The dense muzzles flashed with the flames of revenge and madness.

What they were aimed at was no longer the empty starry sky, but the... companions they had once fought alongside!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, ten thousand cannons fired in unison!

A civil war belonging to the Black Sail Interstellar Pirate Group erupted completely in this dead-silent Universe!