Chapter 317: The Edge of Crisis

"A clean soul body is the best treasure of all. ”

"Look at her, how beautiful she is inside. ”

Niels Shalier looked at little Anne's sleeping face in fascination.

"The soul, the most useless thing for you. ”

"Look at all those noble souls in the world, where are they?"

"Streets, slums, low-rent houses, monasteries?"

"Look at the filthy souls, each with great power and wealth. ”

He seduced, "The soul is with me, and it can be exchanged for power, wealth, and even beauty." ”

"And, after my soul is mine, you will have eternal life. ”

"Is that what you're trying to do with the Gothenburg as a ghost ship?"

Suré sniffed a secret through the words of Niels Shalier.

"I can be honest with you. ”

Niels Shalier said with a smile: "This ship carries too many sins. ”

"Since the day the Gothenburg was launched, countless black slaves have died on board. ”

"They were tortured to death, and the boundless resentment was a twist in their souls. ”

And this twisted soul is the catalyst. ”

Niels Charlier's cane danced a stick in the air, and a mirror appeared in front of Sure.

"Look at the people up there, how pitiful and wonderful. ”

A human wail came from the mirror.

One by one, the sick black slaves were brought to the deck, the nobles gathered in a circle, giggling and pointing, the fat old men showed their yellow teeth, and the rich ladies around them showed direct contempt on their faces.

In the crowd, there were also young people who bet with each other on who the crew would push down first.

Some of the black slaves could not bear it anymore, let out a terrible cry, and plunged into the sea.

On the sea, a school of sharks swarms up with the sweets of the passenger liner......

The seagulls in the sky, "cooing", in order to get a mouthful of the residue, plunged into the sea, and picked up pieces of minced meat.

The people on the boat clapped their hands and cheered, laughing, and cold-blooded and numb.

Annoyed by the losing gamble, the young man rushed forward and kicked the black slave who was kneeling motionless on the deck off the ship.

At this time, the crew gathered together, discussed something, and then shouted at the audience behind them.

The crowd erupted in louder shouts, and everyone's faces showed a deep anticipation.

The sharp dagger was drawn, and the next moment, flesh and blood flew sideways!

Blood flowed down the slit in the deck to the drain and meandered down the hull into the sea.

A crazy shark leaped straight out of the sea and slammed into the hull.

This not only did not frighten the people, but it made their eyes burn with madness.

The huge hook pierced the victim's body, and no matter what they were still struggling with, the crew maneuvered the fishing arm and sent them to the surface in one piece.

They're fishing for sharks with the flesh of a living person!

The crew had previously cut huge wounds on the victim's body and cut the arteries directly, just to provoke the ferocity of the shark.

Under the struggle of the black slave, the blood flowed out wildly, dripping on the surface of the sea, and the sharks under the water were agitated.

Poof!

Poof!

One by one, the sharks burst out of the water, opening their fanged mouths towards the blood in the air.

Crunch –

The bones shattered, and only half of the victim's body fell into the air, and the organs were scattered on the surface of the sea.

But there was still a trace of him, hanging there dying, his half-squinted eyes turning to the people on deck.

A thick resentment filled it, with unwillingness, and it would not close until death......

Poof!

A huge shark breaks through the water and swallows the rest of its body in one gulp!

"Hooked! Hooked!"

"Look at the eyes of those black slaves before they died, I have only seen them in pet dogs. ”

"Is their meat really good?"

"If you want to eat, I can ask the ship's chef to pick out some healthy black slaves...... Cook it. ”

Several pot-bellied aristocrats crowded there, and some even wiped their saliva.

"Haha, it sounds more delicious than shark fin......"

With a wave of his hand, decades of time flew by, time changed, and the tragedy on board was repeated every year.

"Countless twisted souls haunt the ship. ”

"It's just a pity that someone repealed the slavery bill. ”

Niels Shalier sighed, "I was going to abandon this ship. ”

But God always surprises us unexpectedly. ”

The word God coming out of the mouth of Niels Charlier is a thick irony.

"The Anglo-French war gave me a chance. ”

"The last people on this ship turned out to be all related to the war. ”

With another wave of his hand, the mirror scene changed.

The corpses on the battlefield, the red and blackened puddles of blood, were transformed into golden riches, which were finally collected into the hands of the nobles on the ship.

The war between the countries did not affect the greed of the nobles, who again and again transferred their wealth to the country.

The loss of the souls of their homeland did not arouse the sympathy of the nobles, who intensified their plundering of wealth in the rear.

Eventually, it was time for them to leave and choose the Gothenburg, nicknamed the Goddess of Peace.

"I was even more surprised that there was this girl in there. ”

Niels Shalier slapped her face, "I didn't expect her mother, as a despicable spy, to have such a daughter." ”

"Originally, I had planned to cultivate an extremely evil soul body, but after discovering her, I changed my mind. ”

"A pure soul body is more precious than a wicked soul body. ”

"So you created the Devil's Mist and transformed the Gothenburg into a ghost ship. ”

Nami contacted the information and blurted out.

"Little girl, you give me a familiar feeling. ”

Niels Shalier tilted his head, his smile looking eerie.

"I remember!"

"Once upon a time, a guest who looked like you came to visit......

With a wave of his hand, the picture in the mirror changed, and a figure wearing a robe and leather armor appeared inside.

The most striking thing is the scroll on his back.

"Where is he?"

"Dead, the soul is torn apart, and the corpse merges with the ghost ship. ”

Niels Shalier said briskly, "My squires hate ice. ”

"It's rare to see a human being, and I want to talk more, so I talk more at once. ”

"Have you thought about it, tell me how to destroy the contract, and I'll wake up little Anne and give you back your friend. ”

"I'm disgusted with you right now, and I'm not interested in your trade at all. ”

Su Lei suppressed anger in his heart.

"I even want to beat you up. ”

Hearing Su Lei's words, Niels Shaliye was not angry, it seemed that he had expected it a long time ago.

"You know? By the time we were talking, the ship was approaching the coast. ”

"The last time I was blocked, this time it won't. ”

"I can kill you and get this secret from your soul. ”