The ribs of a perfectly fine, living person had been forcibly pulled out. Just the thought of it was painful. It would be fine if it was just one or two ribs, but every time Hu Ershan made a move, he would pull out all the ribs and choose the best one to refine. The rest would be thrown away like garbage.
Therefore, every rib represented a life, and those people, without exception, had all died from the pain. Dying in such a painful state would be especially resentful, which was just right for Hu Ershan to use to refine the ghost gourd. His method was even crueler than Hu Yishan's decapitation, so the ghost gourd was more powerful.
White ribs flew out and intertwined with the skulls. It felt like pouring cement into the cracks of the bricks, and the bone shield immediately became solid again.
This method was really effective. Du Feng had already learned everything by secretly observing. If the martial artists used their own shields to do this, they would definitely be rejected by the Murloc. Because the whole ship was surrounded by ghost energy, the weapons and defenses were very corrosive.
But the white bones were different. They were originally refined by ghost energy, so it didn't matter if they were stuck on the Murloc. The strange thing was that no one from the Murloc came out to clean the bone shield. Instead, they continued to speed up.
"Woo woo … woo …"
From afar, they heard singing coming from the Murloc. They didn't understand what it meant, but the rhythm was very strange and creepy.
"Calm down, that's Murloc Li Ge!"
"Murloc Li Ge, the legendary death movement."
Some people hurriedly covered their ears, while others put up a protective shield. There were also some Martial Artists who were more ruthless to themselves. They simply ripped out their own eardrums. Because once Murloc Li Ge fell into a trance, he would never wake up.
"Oh no, I can't hold it anymore."
Because of the interference of Murloc Li Ge, Hu Yishan and Hu Ershan had to divide their energy to resist the sound waves. Without their support, the White Bone Shield gradually showed signs of collapsing.
"No, I didn't kill Master, I don't want to die!"
One of the explorers suddenly screamed and rolled on the ground, covering his head. His pupils dilated as if he had seen something terrible. His fingers exerted force and dug out his own eyeball. As if that wasn't enough, he stuffed the eyeball into his mouth and ate it.
Where he had gouged out his eyes earlier, there were now two bloody holes. It looked extremely horrifying. Just when everyone thought that this person would bleed to death, the two bloody holes suddenly stopped bleeding. Scales began to grow on his face. They were green fish scales.
"Fishman, he's a fishman!"
The explorers were really panicking. Everyone had heard of the murlocs' ferocity. Even a Murloc without any Cultivation could still bite a Martial Artist to death. Their scales were as hard as steel armor, and their teeth were sharper than swords.
"Kill him, hurry up and kill him!"
"What's going on? Why are there Fishmen here?"
Even some of the explorers with a higher level of Cultivation began to panic. It was not the first time for some of them to go out to sea. He had never encountered such a situation on the sea before. Merman Li Ge was only a legend. He had never heard of him in person.
"Damn it! All of you deserve to die!"
Before this Murloc was taken care of, another explorer went crazy. He took a knife and slashed at his body randomly, leaving deep wounds. He was really ruthless. Even his white flesh was flipped out. But the strange thing was that no blood flowed out of these deep wounds. Instead, some white sticky stuff flowed out.
After this white sticky stuff flowed out, it coagulated like glue and actually turned into white scales. Another Murloc. Why was there another Murloc on the ship?
"How can your Winter Thunder let Murloc on board? How exactly did you audit it?"
"We protest, we protest!"
The guards began to attack the two Murloc. The explorers began to protest.
"Idiot, this is Murloc magic. Anyone who doesn't have a strong will will become a Murloc. "
"Why are all of you still talking nonsense here instead of guarding your mind."
The vice-captain's words shocked all the protesting explorers. They were not Murloc who had sneaked on board from the Winter Thunder at all. They were ordinary Martial Artists who had transformed into Murloc. Murloc Li Ge could actually change the attribute of his race. This was too shocking.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! "
Following the screams, more and more people began to mutilate themselves. Some dug out their eyes, some cut off their ears, and some forcibly broke their leg bones. Some even pulled out their tongues, which were so long that they could wrap around their waists.
These transformed Murloc were not in a hurry to kill people. Instead, they launched attacks on the hull. Some attacked the deck, some attacked the captain's cabin, and some Murloc wanted to sneak into the engine room at the bottom to cause damage. One of the Long-Tongued Murloc directly killed the guard guarding the True Origin Cannon with his tongue.
"Quickly kill him."
The captain of the guards was also a little anxious. The Long-Tongued Murloc was obviously stronger than ordinary Murloc. Their target was actually the True Origin Cannon. If the Murloc really got the True Origin Cannon and fired a few shots at the hull, then everyone would be doomed.
At this moment, a sandstorm suddenly blew on the deck. It was common for sandstorms to blow around deserts, but it was strange for sandstorms to blow in the sea.
"Crack!"
A lot of sand gathered together and actually turned into a pair of scissors. With a crack, the Long-Tongued Murloc's tongue was cut off.
"Brother Du, how was my performance? Not bad, right?"
While killing the Murloc, Feng Leizi did not forget to show off to Du Feng.
"Be careful, don't be dragged into the sea."
Du Feng only said a sentence and did not do anything. He was staring at the Murloc Specter Ship that was chasing behind. The terrifying existence on the ship had locked its spiritual power on him from the beginning to the end. To be precise, it was locked on to his necklace. Because there was a ghost servant hidden in the small world of the necklace.
If Du Feng's guess was right, the owner of the Specter Ship needed his ghost servant very much. Maybe it was at a critical juncture of cultivation, or maybe there was some other purpose. Once the Winter Thunder was caught, the first to be attacked would definitely be him.
"Blood Net Wave!"
At this moment, Hu Sanshan made a move. The thing that came out of his gourd was very strange. It was soft and thin, dark red in color, and somewhat incomprehensible.
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