Two days later.

Longhu.

A brig sails on the endless sea. Connected to the Falling Star Sea, the Inland Sea, Dragon Lake is a hundred miles wide at its widest point and covers a total area of about one-third of Cormier's territory.

Dragon Lake's reputation for danger lies in the sheer number of islands and sea dragons, as well as the occasional storms at sea.

Away from the port of Sussal, the Stormhorn raised its own flag, the blood-laden goblet emblem, especially on the black background.

As long as they didn't run into those novice pirates, the other pirate organizations on Dragon Lake wouldn't dare to plunder the merchant ships of the 'Night Mask'.

Under the scorching sun, Captain Bunier, wrapped in a thick black cloak, stood at the bow of the ship, his white cheeks oozing with sweat.

"Buniel, as a vampire, even though you've been working for the organization on Dragon Lake for a few years, you still don't seem to be comfortable with being exposed to direct sunlight."

The great thief, codenamed 'Black Blade', stood aside with his arms crossed, and the corners of his mouth sneered: "I think a farmer can kill you with garlic and a cross." ”

"Farmer?"

The captain sneered and said disdainfully, "Do you know how many exemplary priests I have killed? Hehe, I still have the skulls of several paladins in my captain's room. These short-eyed clergymen are a bunch of annoying rats. ”

"This time, Lord Storm Earl, I actually ordered you to personally steal the heirloom of a Cormier nobleman, and the contents are intriguing."

At this point, the vampire paused, lowered his voice, and said, "Have you ever opened that box?" What's in there? ”

"Don't ask if you shouldn't, if you want to live longer." The thief glanced at the captain and said coldly.

"Hmph."

The captain snorted with a displeased face.

At this moment, the elite sailors on the mast lookout suddenly grabbed the long rope and slid down the deck, and walked quickly to say, "A school of sharks has been found in the waters ahead. ”

“…… It's a group of ferocious sharks. The sailor's voice was a little dry.

"Ferocious sharks?" The vampire captain's voice also became sharper, and he yelled at the sailors on deck, "Cheer me up, boys, a bunch of ferocious sharks are coming, these things have no reason, take our lovely pets out and feed these sharks." ”

The "pets" in the mouths of vampires are dozens of unclothed slaves.

The sailors dragged the slaves out of the darkest and dampest part of the cabin, and made the slaves stand side by side on the side of the ship, and from time to time they flicked them fiercely.

Syllable.

There was an extra trail of blood on his bare back.

The pure-blooded human young slave shuddered and did not fall to his knees like the other slaves. His face was covered in filth, but if the sailors looked closely, they would see his bright and clear eyes.

A swarm of ferocious sharks appeared.

Each ferocious shark is more than 20 feet long, that is, six or seven meters, and weighs nearly 10 tons.

"One by one, drop our pets down!"

The vampire captain was screaming nervously. The ocean was home to these creatures, and he didn't want a merchant ship to be broken by a ferocious shark and fall into the water.

The sailors were visibly nervous, too, with their faces strained, starting with the first slave in the right row, and two strong sailors grabbed the slave and threw him from the deck into the sea.

Thump.

As soon as the slave entered the water, before he could struggle, he was torn apart by the five horses of the ferocious shark, and the blood stained the sea red.

The ferocious shark, which smelled blood, became even more frenzied, and from time to time it violently rammed into the flanks of the merchant ships. Boom, boom. Charles, who was hiding in the herd of slaves, keenly observed that several sailors had a noticeable tremor in their calves.

The captain and the thief were also grim-faced.

"Hurry, don't stop, keep throwing it, feed these things!" The captain yelled at the sailors.

Thump.

Thump.

The sailors did not dare to stop at all, and lost more than twenty slaves to the sea in a row. Charr's heart pounded, and when he thought it would be his next time, the ferocious sharks slowly dispersed.

"Hoo ......"

Looking at a shark fin in the distance, the captain and sailors breathed a sigh of relief.

"The goddess of the sea, this girl is in a good mood today, we are lucky, we didn't meet the sea dragon, otherwise everyone will die." The vampire cursed under his breath, but this time the thieves didn't taunt him.

The sailors brought the remaining slaves back to the bilge, brandishing whips with wild laughter to vent their emotions along the way.

By the time he was imprisoned in the bilge dungeon, Charles had a few more whip marks on his body.

"These sailors ......"

There was a hint of anger in Charles' eyes.

He summoned the Holy Emblem and cast a 'Minor Injury' spell on himself.

The bilge was filled with the smell of dung, and seven or eight slaves sat in a daze, their eyes as empty as those of dead men. Charles admired that he had been able to hide here all night.

Two days ago, at the Susar docks, he had a detailed plan in mind when he heard the words "powder keg" spoken by the one-eyed first mate.

Last night Charles had come aboard the ship and hid in the bilge where the slaves were held, and none of the sailors were willing to search the place carefully.

Slaves died of illness every day, and the sailors guarding the slaves did not notice that a Coming priest was mixed in with the slaves.

But then we have to continue to lurk for half a day, and wait until night before acting. Charles glanced at a few slaves of the living dead, then took out a book without hesitation, and began to read it quietly.

Crash. Crash.

The waves were constantly lapping against the belly of the ship, and the bilge was wet and noisy. At nightfall, a sailor brought cold food to the slaves, and Charles knew it was time to act.

"Quick command."

He activated the transformation ability of the viper's cloak, turning into a black viper and burrowing out of the wooden prison, and the other slaves watched in a daze as the viper came out of the bilge, their eyes fluctuated for a moment, and then quickly recovered the hollow.

On the night of the night when Charles lurked into the ship, he found out exactly where the barrels and shells of the merchant ship were stored.

Drunken sailors were shouting, and some sailors pushed away the cargo, making way for an open space and playing a game of kickboxing. But at the door of the ammunition room, there were always two level 8 elite sailors.

Luckily, both sailors are warrior professions, wearing only cloth sailor suits, with no specialties such as 'alertness', and no 'listening' and 'scouting' skill levels are high. Charles had tried it last night, so this time he came with a murderous intention.

The viper weaved through the gaps in the cargo and crept silently behind the two elite sailors.

"Poof"

The moment the transformation was lifted, two whiteboard shurikens slipped out of Charles' sleeves, and almost at the same time, they were stabbed into the back of the necks of two elite sailors.

The tip of the blood-stained sword ran through the throat.

Pull out your shuriken and throw it away.

"Lethal Attack ......"

"Testing...... Target dies. ”

Thump. Two bodies, one in front of one and one in the back, fell to the ground. Charles noticed that his experience gauge from level 4 to level 5 had jumped by 13%.

"Sure enough, it's still upgrading to fight monsters, and the experience comes the fastest."

A thought flashed through his mind, and instead of cleaning up the corpse, Charles quickly took the key from behind the corpse, opened the lock of the ammunition compartment, and got inside.

The Shire's plan was very thorough, and after dinner was the time when the sailors were most relaxed, and in the middle of the night the merchant ships stepped up their defenses.

However, he still underestimated the vampire's ability to perceive the smell of blood, and Captain Bunier was sitting at the long table drinking, opposite the great thief 'Blackblade'.

"Huh?"

Bunier and the thief frowned together, looked at each other, and then approached the ammunition warehouse with the faint smell of blood.

The two bodies that fell to the ground caused Buniel's pupils to dilate for a moment. He thought of something, and with a look of fear on his face, he screamed, "Damn, someone has infiltrated the merchant ship!" ”

"He's going to blow up the ship, blow up the ship, stop him!"

At the captain's voice, the thief floated forward and kicked open the door of the ammunition compartment.

But the smell of burning in the sizzling filled the ammunition compartment. As soon as the thieves rushed in on their front feet, they sprang out on their hind feet and yelled at the vampire captain, "Run-"

The two vampires turned into a red and black mist, and in the mist was a bat with its wings fluttering.

Bang.

In less than a second, the Stormhorn exploded, and a large deck was blown away, and the fire burst out of the hole, reflecting the night sea. Only a few sailors escaped by jumping into the sea, and most of them slowly sank into the sea with the wreckage of the merchant ship.

"Poof"

Two black bats fell back and forth on a floating wooden plank. Captain Buniel's body was blown to pieces, and his heart was exposed, jumping with his heaving chest.

"I need blood." Bunier gasped.

"I need it too."

The thieves were also covered in blood, and they didn't know where they were damaged, and the blood gushing out of the spring soon stained the sea water around the planks red.

"It's dead, the bloody ferocious shark is coming...... Bunier said, but there was a faint glimmer of blood in his eyes as he slanted to his vampire companion next to him.

"I still have the Count of Storm's mission on me."

"So, please give me your life. Buniel, as a vampire, you're too much of a failure. The Stormhorn sinks, and you will be executed by the Night Lord when you return. ”

The words of the thief's 'Black Blade' are especially cold on the dark night sea.

"Hehe, the lurker is watching you and me somewhere, are you sure you want to fight with me?" Bunier glanced at the surrounding sea.

The bodies of the sailors floated around.

And the sailors who jumped into the sea to escape were also scrambling for the few floating planks. The smell of blood has spread far away, and ferocious sharks and other sea creatures will swarm in a few minutes.

Only by absorbing the blood of high-level vampires and using the racial ability of 'Blood of Life' can you quickly restore health and heal injuries.

"Perhaps, we can fight."

Bunier stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips. The thief also stared at him with blood-colored pupils, and both sides showed their murderous intent.

Then, turning into a snake and hiding on a floating corpse, Charles saw two high-level vampires, each throwing a 'flying spell', and fighting each other on the sea.