Chapter 29 Do I Still Have A Chance?
Cavendish stood still, not daring to move, as a few drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
More than a dozen sharp long swords hovered around him, locking onto his vitals.
A recent sword had pierced the skin on his throat, and a trace of blood flowed out.
As long as the long sword advanced a little further, it could pierce his throat.
"Hey, hey, don't be impulsive! Just speak up if you have something to say."
Cavendish panicked and waved his hands quickly.
It was only then that he realized the guy in front of him was not simple; he was a monster with terrifying strength.
"You just attacked me without warning, so you should be ready to be killed, right?"
Lucifer smiled faintly and walked slowly towards Cavendish.
"The world of pirates is very cruel. If you lose, you can only die."
As he said that, Lucifer was about to make a move, and the control of the flying swords tightened.