The Pirate Family

Chapter 171 Blood of the Blood Tyrant

After hearing Quinner's taunt, Ratzinger was expressionless.

"You better reflect on it."

Blood spouted from his body and turned into a spear to penetrate Quina's whole person and set it on the ground.

After all this was done, Ratzinger turned and walked towards Lorne.

"It's a terrifying power." Lorne exhaled. After the transformation, Ratzinger had improved his speed and strength to a new level.Moreover, this is his "80%",

In other words, is there still 100% or even more?

It's really interesting. Lorne licked his lips. How many such strong men are hidden in this sea?

"Even facing me like this? Don't you feel afraid?" Ratzinger suddenly stopped, looked at Lorne, and said calmly.

This eye reminded him of some unpleasant memories.

That day, the man named Caesar stepped on his head and looked at him with such scorn.

Well,

It's impossible!

"If you face the strong, just bow your head." Lorne said lightly.

"Then talk about conquest."

I no longer bowed my head, and Lorne clenched his fist secretly.

I swear!

"Very similar, really alike!" Ratzinger suddenly sneered after seeing Lorne like this.

"As expected of Caesar's son." Ratzinger's expression grew colder, and looked at Lorne coldly.

"It's really a mold, so annoying."

Countless blood qi shot out from Ratzinger's body, turned into spikes and shot towards Lorne.

"Huh?" Lorne didn't react for a while, and he was crucified to death.

Immobile.

Ratzinger walked step by step, like walking in a leisurely courtyard.He walked up to Lorne and lifted Lorne's chin slightly.

Said coldly.

"It's exactly like Caesar. It feels disgusting."

The young man in front of him was obviously about to lose, but he was still so calm.This makes Ratzinger very uncomfortable.

"It's just the cry of a defeated dog."

In desperate situation, Lorne still said calmly.There was contempt that could not be concealed in his eyes.

"Bad dog?" Ratzinger said furiously. He grabbed Lorne's black cloak by the neckline and lifted him up.

The blood turned into chains and entangled Lorne. Under 80% of the power state, Ratzinger's power had completely suppressed Lorne, unable to resist.

"You have to figure out who is the loser now!"

"You keep complaining about my father, and every time you mention my father, you are full of disdain."

Lorne, who was lifted up, looked condescendingly at Ratzinger, and said disdainfully.

"Then why don't you go to him for revenge?"

"Hiding here and wailing, what is it that is not a defeated dog?!"

"revenge?"

A blood spur emerged from Ratzinger's body and penetrated directly into Lorne's chest.

"Killing his only son? Isn't it revenge?"

"puff!"

Lorne spouted a big mouthful of blood, but there was no trace of pain in his face.

He still said calmly.

"Are ants only angry?"

"Ant?" These two words seemed to touch Ratzinger's nerves, and he furiously said.

Numerous blood thorns came out of his body and pierced Lorne.

Puff puff!Countless blood thorns penetrated Ron's body.

"Who are the ants you said!"

Ratzinger said with a cold voice.A punch was directed at Ron's head and smashed over.

Directly smashed the blood chain that bound Lorne and smashed him into the air.

"Hahahaha, that's it!"

The knocked-up Lorne rolled a few times, then struggled to get up, still mocking his face.

"Let me see the anger of the defeated dog!"

Lorne stood on the ground, his whole body scarred, and countless small holes were pierced by blood. The blood flowed out of the hollow, but he didn't know the pain.

Lorne faced Ratzinger, slowly stretched out his hand and compared a middle finger.

"Death!"

At this time, Ratzinger could see that Lorne had long understood the power gap between the two sides, and had given up resistance and tried to provoke himself.

But what is this asking for?

Want to die?

Or something else?

Ratzinger didn't know, but he was successfully angered by Lorne.

His many decades of self-cultivation were of no use at all when faced with Lorne, the villain of the Vennhill family.

But as if thinking of something, he sneered at Lorne.

"Anyway, you are going to die, so let me tell you one thing."

"Oh?"

Lorne was at a loss.He didn't know what Ratzinger wanted to say to himself.

"Before this."

As if afraid of being overheard, Ratzinger snapped his fingers.

The blood formed a hemisphere, covering Lorne and Ratzinger inside and isolating them from the outside world.

"Do you know why your Wienhill family was expelled from Mary Joa?"

At this time, Ratzinger spoke.

"Ok?"

Lorne replied subconsciously, he really didn't know this.

All of them told themselves that their father Caesar did something more than ten years ago.

Offended the Draco and was expelled from Mary Joa.

But no one told himself what it was.

After Lorne established his power, he also investigated, but unfortunately the answer he got was blank.

As if it was erased.

"Hahahaha, it seems you don't know." Ratzinger laughed at Lorne's blank face.

"But I don't want to tell you."

"Guess yourself!"

This was the first time Ratzinger felt so happy.This feeling of playing with opponents is really good!

"You bastard!"

Lorne sternly said, this feeling of being hung up on someone's appetite is very uncomfortable.

"It's so pitiful to look at you like this."

Ratzinger appeared in front of Lorne instantly, grabbed the latter by the neckline, and lifted him up again.

"As a son, I don't know anything about my father's past! It's so sad!"

Ratzinger said pityingly.

"Then I will be merciful and tell you something about Caesar."

Ratzinger mentioned Lorne in front of him and said a little sullenly.

"Do you know what Caesar's nickname is?"

"Blood Tyrant, right."

Lorne said nothing, but Ratzinger seemed to say a little excitedly.

"Then do you know the origin of his title?"

"That bloody night twenty years ago. Caesar had a brutal and inhuman suddenness in Balan and killed the previous pope."

"The blood stained Balan red, so that day was called Bloody Night."

"Then I turned the tide and drove him out."

"That's what the story says."

Ratzinger seemed to think of something, and said with some aftertaste.

"It's just that this is just a story."

"Caesar, in the beginning was just an insignificant passerby."

"And there is only one thing that really happened in Bloody Night!"

Ratzinger pointed to Quina who was suppressed.

"That's my war with Quina!"

"The war between the deputy pope and the ten knights of glory is the pope's position!"