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Chapter 301

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Schmidt's body was covered in bite marks of various sizes.

The biggest one was on his abdomen, about the size of a fist. His intestines could be seen clearly.

Even the smallest one was the size of a coin. Schmidt was bleeding profusely.

When he saw Kieran walk in, Schmidt's bloody face showed a look of joy, as if he had just survived a disaster.

However, the next moment, Schmidt's face changed drastically.

The Arrogant Words came crashing down.

Kieran did not hold back against the imposter. Schmidt, who could not dodge in time, was split in half.

He was split in half from the chest.

The imposter's face was still in disbelief.

However, his face had changed.

His clothes and wounds had changed as well.

It was a patient's uniform from Gordon Recovery Centre, but his face did not belong to any of the people he had seen on the beach.

"He didn't just bring those people to board the Sunshine Mary?"

Kieran frowned as he sized up the imposter's body.

The bewilderment barrier that Zhang Xuan had set up earlier was clearly to stall for time, not to fight.

There was something else on the Sunshine Mary that he needed to fight.

Kieran turned around and looked at the dead spiders. A bad feeling rose in his heart.

The spiders were all the same size, but there were a lot of them.

There was no need to bring more people to deal with them though.

A small group of people with flamethrowers would be enough to deal with them.

If the imposter could get his hands on explosives, it would not be hard for him to get his hands on flamethrowers.

Therefore, the imposter was not after the spiders.

He was after something even scarier!

"This place has really become a monster lair!"

Kieran commented.

Kieran had a general idea of what was going on in his heart, and it made him hasten his steps. He followed the trail and quickly disappeared from the cabin.

Kieran knew that if Schmidt had run into the monster, he would have died for sure.

He did not even need to run into the monster that Kieran suspected.

As long as he ran into the main body of the evil spirits, it would be a huge problem.

Kieran had acted decisively because he was sure that Schmidt's body was only slightly better than a common man's. He would not have been able to ask for help while being bitten by the venomous spiders.

Needless to say, he was riddled with scars.

If it had been the real Schmidt, he would have seen a corpse.

To put it simply, the main body of the Dark Spirit Breeder had already acted.

But Kieran could not guarantee that Schmidt would be able to identify the true form of the evil spirits.

Schmidt felt terrible.

After running at full speed for five minutes, he arrived at the staircase leading from the second floor to the third floor. Only then did he realize that the staircase leading to the third floor was actually blocked by a huge door.

He tried to push it, but the weight he felt told him that there was something on the door.

With his strength, it was impossible for him to move it.

However, the hundreds of spiders behind him were getting closer and closer.

He could even hear the sound of the spider's legs making contact with the ground.

Da da da

The concentrated and fragmented sounds made Schmidt's scalp go numb.

He could imagine what would happen to him if these spiders caught up to him.

"I'm afraid they'll be gnawed to the point where their bones won't be whole!"

A bitter smile appeared on Schmidt's face.

But he didn't sit still and wait for his death.

He dashed towards the ballroom, kicked the rotten chair in the corner, and poured some liquor from the flask on it before lighting it up with a lighter.

Fuuuu!

The fire started to burn on the wood.

When Schmidt added more wood to the fire, a huge bonfire was formed.

Schmidt did not stop there though. He threw more flammable items into the bonfire and purposely arranged the positions of the bonfire.

With the help of Boller's magical accelerant, Schmidt set up a circular bonfire with gaps around him.

Schmidt was holding a beam that he had removed from an unknown sofa. After igniting it, he stood at the gap and looked at the black mass of spiders that were getting closer and closer. He growled in a low voice, "Come on! You little bastards! "

The spiders were afraid of the fire and dared not get any closer.

Schmidt relied on the fire to catch his breath.

However, without the addition of firewood, it was impossible for the flame to burn for any longer.

He still had to think of a way.

But …

He looked at the pairs of green compound eyes that were glowing with hunger.

Schmidt was at his wit's end.

All he could do was wait for help.

And just like that, help had appeared!

"Schmidt, over here!"

Kieran's voice came from the corridor outside the ballroom.

Following that, several torches were lit.

Pak, Pak!

The moment the torches fell, the spiders scattered.

Schmidt dashed towards the corridor where Kieran was.

When he reached the corridor, Kieran slammed the ballroom door shut.

"Although it can't really stop these spiders, it can buy us some time. Let's go, Schmidt, let's get out of here!"

Kieran said.

"Where's your backpack and box?"

Schmidt nodded, agreeing with Kieran's suggestion.

He had no plans to get any closer to the ballroom before he brought enough insecticide.

However, the empty-handed Kieran raised some doubts in Schmidt's mind.

From what he remembered, Kieran's backpack might leave him temporarily if necessary, but the box with the two-handed sword was always with him.

According to Kieran, it was his most important weapon.

"I ran into a scary monster, so I had to run. Too much weight would only slow me down, so …"

Kieran said as a matter of fact.

Schmidt's heart was filled with more doubts.

What kind of terrifying monster was it that it could throw away its weapon?

If he ran into such a scary monster, why didn't he suffer any obvious injuries?

Schmidt knew Kieran very well.

Kieran cherished his life, but he was not a person who would give up easily. Even if he ran into a monster that he could not defeat, he would still give it a try before he truly gave up.

Such an attempt would be dangerous.

It was impossible for him to be unscathed.

Something was wrong!

Schmidt gripped the handle of his gun tightly.

When he realized Kieran was purposely lagging behind, he jumped forward and fired without a second thought.

Bang!

A shot landed between Kieran's eyebrows.

Half of Kieran's head was crushed, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground, clanging loudly.

The change in Kieran's clothes made Schmidt's face turn pale.

"That damn bastard!"

Schmidt said angrily.

Although he did not know how the patient before him could transform into Kieran, he knew that the man was up to no good.

More precisely, the man who used the patient to feed and cultivate a demon was up to no good.

However, there was a rustling sound behind him and the door that kept shaking. Schmidt didn't have time to think anymore. He needed to escape again.

"Hmph!

Count yourself lucky! "

A cold, gloomy grunt came from the captain's cabin on the third floor of the Sunshine Mary.

It was a man in a long robe with a long, narrow face. His face was filled with intense hatred.

The death of the Contract Dish was enough to infuriate him.

Plus, the accident at the Gordon Recovery Centre had disrupted all his plans, forcing him to take the risk. What should have been a ninety percent success rate turned into a crisis.

But he was about to succeed.

Until then …

"The Bird of Death?

"I'll make you wish you were dead but unable to die!"

The man said in a gloomy tone.

He waved his hand.

In an instant, a thick and powerful tentacle extended from the deck and tore apart half of the captain's cabin in an instant.

Kakroom!

A burst of strange rumbling was mixed in.

The man heard the noise clearly, and his long, narrow face showed an uncontrollable joy.

He quickly crawled on the floor and started to draw a special magic circle.

Kakroom!

The noise was getting closer and closer.

Kieran and Schmidt, who were running on the second floor, heard the noise at the same time.

Fear: You are within the range of your opponent's Fear. Your Spirit has passed the authentication. No debuffs occurred.

The battlelog popped up in Kieran's vision.

Schmidt's body wobbled, and he fell to the ground in a daze.

The hundreds of spiders that were chasing Schmidt stopped. They turned around and climbed up to the third floor like an army that had received an order.

There, four thick and powerful tentacles swatted down, smashing the spiders that had climbed up into pieces.

More spiders came out from the Sunshine Mary.

However, under the thick and powerful tentacles, it was impossible for them to reach the third deck.

A smile appeared on the man's long, narrow face.

Everything was going as he had expected.

But the next moment …

Bang!

The deck of the third floor, which was filled with the Breeding Spirits, suddenly shook.

A dark red sword tip pierced through the deck and into the man's eyes.

The man's face turned pale.

"Stop him!"

The man yelled.

Second Floor

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