"As a sacrifice, you two are a little shabby. It's not too bad, though. Planck said nonchalantly, "Say hello to Hu's mother for me." ”

He waved to the crowd as he kicked the Daughter of Death out of the ship's side. The sound of falling water sounded on the dark sea, and the artillery sank rapidly with iron chains.

At parting, I fully believed that ten years ago, as many times before, Trist had done everything he could to save me. And this time, it's me who has a way back.

At least once I can pay him back.

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He began to move his fingers, and the cards danced in his hands. As the mysterious power grew stronger, I felt a very uncomfortable pressure in the back of my head. That's why every time he plays this trick, I keep a distance from him.

And then he was gone.

The chains that bound him slammed into the deck with a clatter, and the crowd was in an uproar. The chains on my body were still tight. Although I couldn't escape death, I was satisfied to see the expression on Planck's face at the moment.

My feet were jerked, I fell to the ground with a grunt, and flew out of the ship's side in the blink of an eye.

I slammed into the icy water, and the breath I was holding in mid-air leaked out at once.

I sank swiftly into the darkness.

With the cards that Graves gave me, I could easily teleport to the docks. Not only is it close to the coast, but it's also crowded and easy to blend into. In less than an hour I will be able to leave this broken island completely, and no one will be able to find me.

But all I could think of was his angry face before he fell into the water.

This old dog.

I can't leave him behind. Ten years ago, it was the last time. I had to save him.

The pressure on my body skyrocketed, and I moved.

The next second, I appeared behind Planck.

One of the crew members looked at me stupidly, wondering why I was standing here. I interrupted his thinking with a punch. He fell on his back into the equally confused crowd on the deck, and the fools came to their senses and drew their scimitars. Planck was the first to strike, slashing at my throat.

But I'm much faster than all of them. I stepped back, slid forward, flashed the grazed steel blade, slipped under Planck's crotch, and removed the dagger from his belt. Planck shouted frantically, and the scolding soared.

I tucked my dagger into my belt and stepped over to the side of the boat in a few steps. The chain is like a black snake on the run, and the last of its tail crosses the deck, and it is about to disappear. I lunged at it, my fingers gripped at one of the rings.

The chain didn't slow down in the slightest and dragged me out. I realized I was impulsive.

The gloomy water rushed in at a rapid pace. At that moment, every cell in my body wanted to let go of the chains in my hands. As a river nomad, the fact that I can't swim has tormented me all my life. Ironically, I ended up drowning.

I took a big breath in despair, and then I was shot in the shoulder with a musket. I let out a cry of pain, my breath dissipated, and I was dragged into the sea.

The icy sea water poured into my nose, and the suffocating horror enveloped me.

Nightmare come true.

I tried to suppress the swelling panic in my heart, but to no avail. The people on the boat kept shooting into the water, and I was still sinking.

The sharks and manta rays were attracted by the blood, and they followed me into the abyss as they circled and dived into the abyss.

I was terrified, but I didn't feel any pain. All I could hear was my heart beating like a drum, and my chest felt like a fire burning. The sea squeezed into my pores, and the darkness enveloped me like spider's silk. It's too deep to go back.

But maybe I can save Graves.

There was a thud below—the daughter of the Grim Reaper landed on the seabed. The chain finally went limp.

I grabbed the chain and dived to the bottom of the sea, where there was a vague shadow in the darkness. Graves. I hurriedly tightened my chain and swam towards him.

When I got to him, although I couldn't see his face clearly, he seemed to be shaking his head angrily, meaning that I shouldn't have come back.

My arms were numb, my brain was starting to become lethargic due to lack of oxygen, and my temples ached.

I let go of the chain, and with trembling hands, I pulled the dagger from my waist.

I miraculously touched his handcuffs in the dark. I poked the tip of my knife into the keyhole - I had picked not ten thousand but eight thousand, but now my hands were shaking and I couldn't do it.

Even Graves was starting to get scared. The bubbles coming out of his mouth were getting smaller and smaller, but the shackles didn't change.

What would he do if he were replaced by Graves?

I stopped thinking about the essentials of picking the lock, but twisted the dagger frantically with brute force.

The tip of the knife jumped, and I seemed to have cut my own hand. I feebly let go of the dagger and let it sink into the abyss. So be it...... Seems to have light?

Above me, as far as the eye could see, it was a bright orange-red. Too many beautiful things.

Is this what a dying man sees?

I grinned.

Sea water poured in.

All is calm.

Miss Doom stood on the deck of the Siren, looking out over the harbor. Flames in the distance danced in her eyes, and she could see the terrible sight she had created with one hand.

The wreckage of the Abyss is burning, and his men are either killed on the spot, drowned in the sea, and some are being eaten by the swarms of razorfish.

The moment was nothing short of magnificent: a huge fireball rose in the night sky, like a rising sun leaping out of the sea.

Most of Bilgewater witnessed the moment, and Planck himself knew it. That's right, that's exactly what she meant to be. He displayed Trist and Graves like cattle in front of everyone, reminding everyone of the inviolability of his majesty. For Planck, others were nothing more than tools for consolidating his power. And it was this that she took advantage of to kill him.

Screams and alarm bells rang throughout the city, and rumors spread like wildfire.

Planck died.

A smile tugged at her lips.

Tonight is just the end game of the whole game. Hiring Trist to steal the dagger and then releasing the news to Graves is just a trick to confuse him. Her revenge was finally fulfilled years later. Miss Doom's smile vanished.

From the moment Planck barged into her family's workshop wearing a red scarf, she had been waiting for this day for a long, long time.

Sarah, as she was called then, had killed her parents and shot her that day, and she was just a helpless child, watching her parents fall in a pool of blood.

Planck inadvertently teaches her a brutal truth: no matter how peaceful you feel, your world, including everything you've built and everything you care about, can come to naught in the blink of an eye. But he shouldn't have been, and he left a living. Anger and hatred accompanied her through that icy night, and countless dark nights that followed.

For fifteen years she had worked tirelessly at all possible resources, waiting with great patience until Planck had completely forgotten her, let her guard down, and lay down on her throne with peace of mind. Only then will he lose everything. Only then will he understand the true meaning of the word "loss".

She should be ecstatic. But at the moment, all that haunted her was emptiness.

Raven jumped onto the side of the board, disrupting her thoughts.

"He's dead, it's over." Raven said quietly.

"Not yet."

She turned her eyes to look into the depths of Bilgewater. Originally, she thought that killing Planck would appease her hatred. But she only felt that the hatred had grown. For the first time since that day, she felt truly powerful.

"This is just the beginning. Listen, everyone who has been faithful to him, I want them to pay the price of blood; All his lieutenants, I will nail their heads to my wall; Every brothel, tavern, and storehouse adorned with his insignia, I watched as they burned to the ground. Finally, I want to see his body with my own eyes, at my feet. ”

Raven shuddered. He had heard similar declarations many times, but this was the first time it had come from her.