The Ultimate Evolution

At this moment, Madam Lord Fokke’s eyes shone with a malicious brilliance; bending her right knee, she aimed at Sheyan’s crotch and smashed upwards!

This woman completely understood a man’s weak point. if a stimulated male received a blow there, surely they would hold onto their balls and squat motionlessly as their face flushed with redness. They would need at least several minutes of recovery before regaining mobility, a physically weak male could even die from this!

“Thump!” The woman knee collided in as Sheyan’s complexion turned ashen. Beads of perspiration formed on his forehead but he continued to hold on tightly to her hand, and retaliated with one tight slap! This was obviously the immense advantage of Sheyan’s innate ability, fundamentally protecting his lower half pretty well.

Sheyan had placed his full strength into that one slap, as a swelling trace of a few fingers appeared on Madam Lord Fokke’s face; inducing a numbing sensation and a buzzing sound in her left ear. She widened her mouth to cry out, but instead, discovered that her two white tooth had fallen out and was mixed with blood.

Sheyan then loosen his grip on her hand, but now Madam Lord Fokke no longer had the energy to escape. She could only sluggishly cover her left face, as tears trickled down her cheeks. Sheyan then circled round her back and pulled her fluffy blond hair in, before bending forward and adopting a dubious low tone.

“This time, you sneaked out to satisfy your affair which is why you wouldn’t have told anyone your whereabouts, and this place you selected is definitely remote! So don’t expect anyone to come and save you in a short time, there won’t be any passersby. So, even if you died, your corpse will only be discovered later into the night. More crucially….I will place the ‘broken’ necklace given from Jack Sparrow in your hands. Furthermore, Jack Sparrow still possess your valuable pearl ring, therefore, everyone will think he murdered you after raping you. Nobody would even notice my existence!”

“You, you’re a lunatic! What do you really want, please don’t kill me, I can agree to any requests!” Madam Lord Fokke cried out loudly! Although she was cruel and scheming, she was still a woman, and the prospect of death had already locked her in fear; even breathing became difficult!

Sheyan’s right hand viciously lingered over her long and fair neck as he coldly pronounced.

“Presently, the pirates are starting to notice the cracks along Tortuga’s port mighty appearance. Nevertheless, now that they’ve acquired adequate booty from the Spanish, their greed has been temporarily satiated. They will not start an uprising anytime soon. However, this doesn’t coincide with my interests. Therefore, your death shall be a timely fuse, indeed, the son of the Black Pearl’s captain raping and murdering the wife of Tortuga port’s owner. The honourable Little Lord Fokke, though he may be one who shies from conflicts, he will personally declare war!”

“Therefore, please… die!” Sheyan’s tone was firm as he exerted strength in his hand, twisting the head of this sexy and noble beauty an entire 180 degrees! Her back was originally facing Sheyan, but after a gruesome series of neck bone snapping, she was now hideously facing him; her cry still choked in her throat!

Sheyan clearly observed, a pair of captivating eyes staring into him, eyes filled with an unexplainable horror.

Sheyan loosened his hand, allowing the body of Madam Lord Fokke to slump to the ground lifelessly. Concurrently, an awful stench surged into his nose. He raised his brows as he discovered yellow, murky, filthy and sticky liquid gently flowing out from the buttocks of this sexually arousing gorgeous woman. Obviously, she had lost control of her bladder in the face of death.

Sheyan hurriedly arranged the body. Setting up the crime scene, he was about to turn around and leave but received notifications from his nightmare imprint.

[ You killed an important storyline character (B – category): Lord Caterly Fokke’s wife. ]

[ Your actions will influence the storyline of this world ]

[ You received 1 achievement point ]

[ Your reputation is increased by 300 points, do you wish to make this public. Yes/ No ]

[ If you select yes, then every individual in this world who knows of this will cause an increase in 10 reputation points ]

Sheyan was momentarily stunned. He suddenly realized that by selecting “yes”, the rewarding reputation will soar by leaps and bounds! He could imagine every pirate or person in Tortuga port enthusiastically discussing this matter. In this island alone, the pirates exceeded over a thousand! Adding on the merchants and citizens of Tortuga port, there would at least be 3,000 people! This would cause an entire 30,000 increase in reputation…..

What was the worth of 30,000 reputation? Sheyan could imagine that his position amongst the pirates would be equal to the likes of Ammand, he would immediately become a core character amongst the young generation of the Caribbean pirates! He could even easily recruit a great deal of followers from random taverns, and even acquire immeasurably deep reports about this word! He may even gain privileges in purchasing all sorts of equipments and items from every port in the world!

However, huge benefits meant huge risks. Once this matter is made public, it would revoke Sheyan’s ability to walk safely in the streets of Tortuga. Furthermore, his enemy list would display the incomparably valiant main lead, Jack Sparrow. This would cause one of the three legendary pirate ships, the Black Pearl, to become hostile to him! Based on Sheyan’s current situation, the chances of dying was at least above 99 percent!

Sheyan gently sighed. Shutting his eyes, he selected “No” and received 300 points in reputation after the conclusion of this matter.

In actual fact, if not for this chance encounter whereby he witnessed the secret affair of MadamLord Fokke, the difficulty of killing of this woman would be great. It would approximately be the same as charging into Cyberdyne computer company in the Terminator world! Because this woman normally resided deep within Tortuga castle and beside her, were large amounts of bodyguards. Killing her openly would be the same as assaulting Tortuga castle.

Probably because the intangible benefits of kill this woman were immeasurably great, the grade of her key loot wasn’t high. It only produced a necklace called Sally’s dream which was a white grade item that has no attributes. Its worth was 200 utility points.

Without hesitation, Sheyan sold it off to the nightmare imprint. Holding onto this dead person’s item was a headache. If someone were to discover it, he could easily blackmail Sheyan.

Although Sally’s dream seemed like a white grade item, it was in fact, an extremely crucial mission object. It was related to Chris’s party mission, if Sheyan knew of this, demanding 10,000 utility points would still cause them to grit their teeth and comply.

Regrettably Sheyan wasn’t informed of this news and even if he knew, he may still have chosen to sell it off. This was because the ability “divinity” existed in this world, who can confirm that there will not be a second user of this ability in Tortuga castle?

Even if there wasn’t a diviner, there was still the prevalent dark witchcrafts. Once a divine or witchcraft user interacts with a dead person’s object as a medium, they could probably acquire hints or clues; ultimately leading them to the dead person’s necklace, which was with Sheyan.

Hence, to avert sleepless worries, Sheyan chose to tolerate the pain of selling off this item to eliminate evidence.

Sheyan carefully arranged the scene, before hastily stripping his clothes and retreating to the sea. After swimming along the shoreline for a while, he once again ascended to the shore.

That would even eliminate the chances of hunting dogs picking up his scent.

Upon returning to the bonfire, he noticed most of the pirates had sunk into drunken reverie. How would they notice someone walking past them?

Only after sitting for a short while beside the bonfire, a nearby Bell and Mug pirate raised his wine pouch and drunkenly spoke out.

“Crew~~Crew head, where did you run off to? After hearing you slayed the decaying undead, several guys were looking for you.”

Sheyan’s heart stirred.

“Which guys?”

That pirate drank a mouthful from his wine pouch. As he was about to speak, he suddenly sprawled onto the ground, before letting out a gentle snore. He had passed out from the alcohol.

At this moment, a pirate stranger beside him looked at him with a respected expression, and then he spoke out courteously.

“Greetings Mr Yan, one of the Flying Dutchman’s crew member, Pulaker, said that their second mate, Old Bill, was very interested in your heroism. He wishes to chat with you personally. Afterwards, Walker from Queen Anne’s Revenge brought over a message, saying that his captain, Blackbeard, invites you for a discussion.”