"It should be the island in front of us." The body of the ship swayed like a scorpion's tail and drew arc-shaped ripples on the sea. The row of gates on the side of the ship was like a monster suddenly opening its mouth, revealing the ferocious fangs inside. The dark and heavy cannonballs were stuffed in them, and then like pouring rain, they poured down on a Battleship anchored on the coast.
The cannonball that was dragging a red flame exploded in the middle the moment it landed, revealing countless small steel beads inside. The beads shot 360 degrees to every corner of the ship without any blind spots. Suddenly, a large amount of brown smoke rose from the deck. It was the scene of the shattered deck, the broken masts, the pierced corpses of the navy, all kinds of wood chips, meat dregs, and blood foam mixed together.
There was no time for them to react at all. The cannons of unknown origin were far beyond the range of the warship. The merciless round of cannonballs rained down from the sky, as if the warship, including a radius of tens of meters around it, was completely wiped out. The shore was littered with broken hulls and pieces of flesh and blood. There was not a single complete corpse among them.
In the woods.
A team of Marines stopped and stared at the soldiers who stayed on the Battleship being torn to pieces, and a strong murderous intent appeared in their eyes.
Sendu's knuckles were blue. Through the binoculars, there was a strangely shaped Pirate Ship. The Baroque Studio's agents dressed as pirates stood on the wreckage of the Battleship as if searching for something. Then they quickly scattered in twos and threes and walked towards the dense forest where they were.
"They don't look like pirates!" Sendu gritted his teeth fiercely. The number of Pirates destroyed by the 153 Branch has long been uncountable. They have long been familiar with the smell of pirates, and the executioners who came down from the ship with the Pirate flag in front of them were fake.
"You two go forward quickly and inform Colonel Yarlin about the situation here." Sen Dou casually pointed at two soldiers and then said to the others, "Spread out. Kill them in this forest and avenge our fallen brothers."
On the other side.
Hodgdon stared at Yarlin in horror as if he had seen a ghost. The cross in Yarlin's hand withered into powder and was strangely sucked into his body. Hodgdon swallowed a mouthful of saliva as his eyes locked onto the black cross that appeared in the middle of Yarlin's forehead.
"Not bad!" Yarlin opened his palm, and the remaining fragments of the cross fell down through the gaps between his fingers. He grinned, revealing his neat teeth, and smacked his lips, as if he was savoring the taste he had just absorbed.
"Run!" Hodgdon's mind was completely blank. There was only one thought left in his mind. He dragged his feet with all his might. The spider silk that had seeped into his flesh was bleeding. His heart was beating violently, but he couldn't move his feet. He didn't dare to look away from Yarlin's eyes. He could see an abyss of viciousness in his opponent's eyes.
Yarlin took a step forward. Hodgdon's hair stood on end like a frightened cat. He shouted angrily: "Let me go, don't force me!"
He crouched down, his hands moving as fast as lightning towards the Crimson Malevolence Spider. The Crimson Malevolence Spider jumped in fright, and the ghostly face on its back let out a frightening sob. Then, with a kick of its legs, it quickly dashed away and scurried back onto Ya Erlin's shoulder. It made a small sound as if it was reporting to its parent.
His fingers pierced into his flesh like sharp blades, tearing apart the spider silk strands from the inside out. His entire calf and ten fingers were dripping with flesh and blood. He let out a miserable howl of pain, and his red eyeballs seemed to be overflowing with blood.
"It's fake!"
Hodgdon stopped abruptly. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at his calf that was covered in blood. There was no longer any spider silk on it. "It's that spider's ability, damn it."
His calf was bleeding profusely, and even the slightest movement was enough to cause him intense pain. Hodgdon's scalp was about to explode. He let out a shrill laugh, and the tip of his right hand glowed red. He grabbed the eyeball and pressed it against his eye socket.
He had picked up the eyeball from the coffin. He had accidentally crushed one of them, and there was only one left. As he moved, a red female ghost covered in blood seemed to appear behind him. The female ghost's eyes were frighteningly empty, and the black holes gave people a sense of extreme resentment. She was staring at the eyeball that Hodgdon was holding, and her mouth let out a hair-raising scream.
"Refining · Blood Transformation!"
The eyeball that was wrapped in tree sap coldly stuck to his blue eyeball. Then, a blood-red light surged from his fingertip, and like a scalpel, it accurately pierced into his eye socket. Then, his eye socket cracked open, and blood flowed out from his eye socket into the tree sap. As if it had completed some kind of connecting process, a line of blood shot out from the tree sap and drilled into the eye socket. The female ghost followed the line of blood and drilled into Hodgdon's eye socket.
"Ah …. Ah …." Hodgdon unfolded his palms and tore at half of his face. A heart-wrenching scream escaped from his throat, as though this blood refining was a terrible burden and damage to his body. Blood flowed out from his eye sockets, and the capillaries around his eye sockets bulged out. They looked like red earthworms that wanted to drill out from under his face. Half of his face was covered in blood vessels, as though his face was disfigured.
"I'm going to kill you!" Hodgdon's eyes were filled with madness and hatred. One of his hands desperately scratched at his face, and his mouth opened strangely towards his ear.
"Refining Blood!"
Hodgdon tapped his foot, and like a female ghost, he floated horizontally towards Yarlin's side. His five hands landed on Yarlin's shoulder.
In Arlen's vision, he could see a red ghostly figure overlapping Hodgedon's body. Long, thin, and sharp nails extended from the edges of Hodgedon's fingers and scratched at him. If he hadn't been able to see it, he would've miscalculated Hodgedon's true attack range, and he would've fallen for it.
"Hey!"
Yarlin's body swayed slightly, and a black line gushed out from his shoulder like ink. Then, he twisted his leg and appeared on the other side of Hodgdon. His right leg was raised high, and carried a trace of black light.
Hodgdon screamed, and his body was sent flying and heavily smashed into the wall. His body swayed like a water snake in the air. His foot pressed against the wall, and the entire wall strangely sank and suddenly exploded. The smoke and dust in the air strangely turned into countless ugly flying insects that covered the sky …
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