Frantic bells and screaming sirens echoed through the city.

Sarah was well aware of what that meant.

Eclipse Night.

Miss Doom didn't pay any attention to the coming storm. She stands in the empty pickpocket's square, with the bounty list she used to make her fortune behind her, alone provoking the shadow of death.

Pickpocket's Square is an open area of shack roofs floating on the sea, huddled together in groups, rising and falling with the waves. The eaves are staggered, as if whispering to each other.

Beyond the water plaza, everything as far as the eye can see is a jumble of driftwood, the frost on which is finely veined.

The freezing wind cut through the mischivalrous ruins, bringing distant sobs and screams. The remnants of the building are lined with masts and braziers, and a pile of queen grass is simmering inside, emitting wisps of green smoke.

Through the gap between the shacks, some strange shadows can be faintly seen reflected in the waterhole, sparkling and fluctuating.

It used to be a very prosperous market.

People set up stalls on the side of the boats that meet. Butchers, liquor dealers, pirates, bounty hunters, and perverse vagabonds flock here from all over the world.

The whining sea breeze brought the hunger and thirst of the demons and the biting cold to the face.

The mist began to condense into frost on the wood.

Frozen tears flowed down the face of the abandoned bow statue.

Fog and shadows converge.

She raised her hand and stroked the charm that Aloy had given her at Byrne's funeral. The coral was warm to the touch, and Aloy said that the charm could guide Sarah when she was lost.

While she doesn't really believe in what it represents, it's certainly a pretty little thing.

The sound of squirming footsteps approached, and she lowered her hand and put away the ornament.

"Are we just waiting here?"

First mate Raven brought a group of her most capable men, about thirty people. They waited in full gear at the entrances to the square, muskets, revolvers, sonorous clay fragmentation bombs and scimitars. There are so many types of weapons that it's like you've just ransacked a museum.

How could one of the biggest forces in Bilgewater be such a small number of people, most of them confessed in the face of the threat of death, and there were only a few who dared to face the black fog.

"You can see it clearly almost everywhere in Bilgewater, and that's exactly what I wanted."

Here, she wants to attract the mighty undead who roam the city, to preserve the city's living power as much as possible, and at the same time to show the rat women and the commoners who only know how to hide in their homes that she has enough courage to rule the city without losing to Planck.

Sarah looked back at her men's somewhat "primitive" weapons, frowned, and kicked open the heavy case, grabbed a Vishra Flamethrower, opened the bolt, and threw it to Raven.

There are only a handful of Hextech weapons, and only a few of his capable henchmen can get the same treatment as Raven.

"Although Hextech has the help of Hextech, it is still too reluctant to fight the black fog head-on with just these few flamethrowers."

Raven has experienced many soul eclipse nights, and he is even terrible to the undead, this horror is not only reflected in the frontal battle, but also some hidden in the dark and untraceable, which will unconsciously seduce the souls of the living, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Hextech can't prevent this kind of thing.

"It's okay, Jana will protect us, those hidden evils can't get close." The bluebird amulet was strung into a necklace by Sarah, hanging around her neck and hanging from her chest, and at the moment it was emitting the faint light of fireflies, and the cold air could not get close to her for half a minute.

In this way, the Blue Bird Amulet is indeed much better than the Naga Kapolos charm, at least it has been working.

"Captain, do you believe that, too?" Raven was a little surprised, he had the impression that Sarah was skeptical of this nothingness.

Earlier, Raven was going to help Sarah with gunpowder, and as soon as Sarah heard that he was going to mix the queen's ashes with the black powder, she immediately told him to get out.

Miss Doom pulls out her twin guns from her back holster.

"In the past, I only believed in this, but after seeing it with my own eyes, I began to believe in Cana."

"What do you see?"

"Get ready to fight, you'll know right away."

Raven grunted and led the crowd apart, Miss Doom watched as they walked to the center of the square, undisguised in the clearing.

The black fog came like a huge wave crashing into the town.

The black torrent left and drowned the people, they were separated by the fog, their vision was blocked, and they began to fight on their own.

"Why hasn't Jana made a move? What are you waiting for? A hint of doubt flashed through Miss Doom's mind.

Sarah took a deep breath, searching for proof of Cana's existence.

"Hold your ground!"

She shouted as loudly as she could, trying to make it as audible as possible throughout the square, and indeed the entire residential area.

They stood firm on the square, not moving an inch, and after the slaughterhouse and the dock market, the pickpocket square at the foot was the last line of defense in front of the gateway to Bilgewater.

If this place is also breached, then the black fog will drive in for a long time, directly flooding the entire residential area.

Something was tumbling in the depths of the black mist, shaking with the mist spasmodically.

A skull braving ghostly fire poked out of the darkness, hollow eye sockets and sharp teeth. Its jaws were stretched wide enough to fit a cannon, and a mournful hiss erupted from its throat.

Miss Doom's bullets poured out, all burrowing into the skeleton's eye sockets. Only an unwilling cry was heard, and the skeleton dispersed.

She shook off the pistol's magazine, reloading it with great neatness.

Suddenly, everything fell silent.

The black mist exploded violently, and countless undead screamed and poured into the square.

"Fire!" Raven ordered his men to do it.

The trigger was pulled, and the blazing blue flames immediately ignited the black mist.

He held up the Vishra musket and fired widely, and the burning undead retreated, the sharp screams tearing at the eardrums of the living, but it made Raven feel extremely pleasant.

Yes, they are fighting against the black fog, they are inflicting pain and destruction on these undead, what a feat!

This was something they could not have imagined before the war.

The undead fell into the black mist with a blazing flame, and when the wind blew, they dispersed into a sky of sparks and vanished.

The first wave of the attack was so easily repulsed, and the excited roars of the men were heard in the square.

The smile on Sarah's lips froze when she saw the reddish muzzle of the musket and the white smoke spilling out of Raven's hand, how could she, as a gunsmith, not know that this was caused by the overheating of the chamber.

She knew that the current advantage was only temporary.

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ps: I had a bad stomach today, I lay down all day, I was li, and I didn't update it on time.

I'm sorry!

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