It was already deep into the night.
Apart from the crew members on night duty.
Everyone else should have entered a state of sleep by now.
Once they fell asleep, Gounières would be able to find them in the Blood Dream World.
If they did not fall asleep.
However, if Gounières had his blood, Gounières would be able to forcefully drag him into the Blood Dream World.
Of course, if the other party was strong enough, they would be able to resist Gounières's innate ability.
As Gounières's [Blood Source – Great Blood Heavenly Dream Incantation] increased in level, there would be fewer and fewer people who could resist it.
In the crew room.
Gounières saw most of his crew members.
Many of these fellows were carrying scenes of massacres and nightmares on their backs.
The Blood Dream World was the best place to reflect the blood and evil in a person's heart.
Here, Gounières could see the sins they had committed in the depths of their hearts.
What Gounières did not expect was that …
Old Haitu, who had always seemed harmless, carried the most intense scenes of blood and nightmares.
From the scenes on Old Haitu's body, Gounières could roughly tell that this guy had lived a life of sin and remorse.
When Old Haitu was young, he fell in love with a young girl from a rich family. During a tryst, Old Haitu was caught by the girl's family.
After being beaten in the dungeon for several days, Old Haitu was deeply affected.
Old Haitu, who was about to be beaten to death in the dungeon, was saved by an Extraordinaire.
Moreover, this Extraordinaire led Old Haitu to become an Extraordinaire.
A few months later, Old Haitu, who had become a Rank 1 Extraordinaire, returned. When he wanted to find the girl who had captivated his soul, he found that the girl had long forgotten about him.
She was hugging and rolling around with another handsome young man on the lawn where they had once rolled around. This scene was deeply engraved in Old Haitu's mind.
In the end, Old Haitu used a knife to cut off the head of the handsome young man in front of the rich girl.
Then, under the pleas of the rich girl, his young, short, and obscene life ended.
Old Haitu then joined a pirate ship in order to escape the government's pursuit and became an extremely vicious pirate.
In these ten years of pirate life, Old Haitu had killed too many people.
Some were ferocious pirates.
Some were crying and begging merchants.
Some of them were sailors who had no power to resist.
There were also superhumans from the government who were against them.
Old Haitu, whose extraordinary talent wasn't weak, had risen to Tier 4, and had even reached the position of First Officer.
When Old Haitu was 35 or 36 years old, Old Haitu met a quiet girl on a harbor island.
Perhaps it was because he was tired of his days as a pirate, or perhaps it was because that quiet girl moved Old Haitu.
Old Haitu gave up the life of a pirate and lived a comfortable and comfortable life on the harbor island.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.
When Old Haitu's first son was three years old and his second son was one month old.
His old enemies had come knocking on his door.
Old Haitu, who was fishing at night and returning home, was ambushed by his enemies. Although he finally killed the three enemies, he was also seriously injured.
His wife and child had long been killed by the three enemies.
After burying his wife and child.
Old Haitu entered the sea again.
Only this time he was no longer a pirate, but a sea traveler who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
In the end, the sea was where he belonged.
Everyone had their own story.
Whether it was evil or not, whether it was righteous or not, it was there.
Compared to Old Haitu's rough life, Second Officer "Buster Johnson" was much more pure.
This guy was a wanted criminal and pirate through and through.
"Oh! This guy has committed a lot of crimes. And … … Oh … … It's not certain yet. "
After looking at Buster's body for a long time, Gounières gently shook his head and said.
"It's you."
He gently scratched Buster's body.
Hualala … …
Like a corpse passing through a layer of blood, there was a sticky sound.
Buster was directly pulled into this strange Blood Dream World by Gounières.
Buster, who had entered the Blood Dream World, was clearly different from Gounières.
Gounières' body was very solid and his aura was very thick.
Buster's body was very illusory and his aura was very weak.
Buster, who had just entered, felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. He blankly looked at the world around him.
Even though he was in the Blood Dream World, he subconsciously thought that he was dreaming and that this wasn't real.
"My spirit isn't strong enough. Even after entering the Blood Dream World, I don't have enough self-awareness?"
After a dozen or so seconds of confusion, when he saw the world around him clearly, Buster's face was filled with fear and horror. After all, this Blood Dream World was a hellish scene created from nightmares and terror.
Even without Gounières making a move, just the nightmares of the Blood Dream World were enough to make him feel fear.
Only then did Bast look at Gu Nie with some realization. He said somewhat unclearly, "Captain?"
"If it's like this, then there's no need to fight. I'll send you back!"
Gounières raised his hand.
"Slap!" Gounières viciously slapped down.
With a single slap, Bast's body was smashed into pieces.
… …
"Ah!"
Within the ship's lounge, Buster screamed as he rolled off the hammock and smashed into the hard deck of the ship.
"Huff … huff …"
Buster panted heavily as he rolled to his feet. His face was still filled with terror.
That terrifying Blood Dream World had made him tremble to the extreme.
Especially that last attack from Captain Jack, it had caused his most fearful nightmare to rush into the depths of his soul, causing him to sink into endless fear and nightmares.
This scream naturally woke up the other crew members around him.
Some people even pulled out their weapons and roared as if they were going to chop someone up.
"What's going on?"
"What's going on?"
"That scared me. Shit!"
"… …"
"It's nothing …" Buster waved his hand as he propped himself up and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
"I had a nightmare. Sorry, everyone, go back to rest!"
Seeing this, everyone returned to their hammocks to sleep.
Buster, who couldn't sleep, walked up the stairs to the deck of the Magic Whale.
"Nightmare? Or …? "
Buster glanced at the captain's cabin and guessed with lingering fear.
Then, Buster seemed to feel that something was wrong and leaned against the side of the ship.
"Why do I feel like my blood has weakened so much?"
… …
Blood Dream World.
Gounières looked at the fingernail-sized "blood crystal" that had fallen from Buster's dead body.
"A very pure treasure. It's quite effective when used to expand the capacity of my blood pool."
"Moreover, using this blood crystal, I can pull Buster into the Blood Dream World even if he's thousands of kilometers away."
"It's a pity that Buster isn't strong enough. Otherwise, I can pull him into the Blood Dream World more often and get more blood crystals."
"This guy is too weak. If I pull him a few more times, I'm afraid he'll be beaten to death in the Dream World."
"I'm a professional at hammering people in the Dream World."
Gounières looked around the Demonic Sea Ship and found that there was no one else on the ship that he could attack. Thus, he left the Blood Dream World.
Although he could attack those rank 2 and 3 guys, Gounières was afraid that if he directly hammered them to death, it would cause the evil captain to assassinate his crew members. If the crew members were scared and jumped into the sea to escape, he wouldn't be able to drive the Demonic Sea Ship back.
Inside the captain's cabin.
With a flip of his hand, Gounières took out the blood crystal that Buster had dropped.
"Dropped in the Dream World and brought it directly to reality. Not bad." Gounières nodded.
At the same time, Gounières felt something. He raised his head and looked at Buster, who seemed to be thinking about life.
"Should I just hammer this guy awake?"
"His blood aura has weakened a lot. After all, he had a blood crystal taken away. It's normal for him to weaken. It would be abnormal if he didn't weaken."
Gounières calmed his thoughts.
"Clearly, the [Blood Source – Great Blood Heavenly Dream Incantation] is an extremely powerful innate ability."
"Those who offended me, as long as I get my hands on your blood, you can forget about living a good life."
"I'll arrange a shift and hammer you once a day. I'll take turns hammering you."
"Sexy Gounières, hammering people. Are you afraid?"
"As my soul and blood become stronger, and the level of the [Blood Source – Great Blood Heavenly Dream Incantation] continues to increase, I'll only become more and more powerful in the Blood Dream World."
"Whew …" After a light breath.
Gounières temporarily put aside the matter of the [Blood Source – Great Blood Heavenly Dream Incantation].
"In a few days, I'll arrive at the Dragon Head Harbor."
"Just in time, I'll finish condensing the devil soul."
"In this way, many things will be more convenient to do."
"Moreover, Captain Jack's reputation has spread across the sea. If my guess is correct, there should be many people waiting for me at the Dragon Head Harbor."
Gazing at the dark night, Gounières thought to himself.
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