"Vill Woog. Illuvunia, my daughter ......"

"Who?" Vikiriko scrambled to her feet, only to find herself back in the dream of the Manju Sahua once again.

The voice came from afar, and a dense thorn forest could be seen faintly in the depths of the sea of flowers, and the scarlet mist filled the eyes, caressing Viklico's hair like a woman's gentle fingers.

"My treasure, my life, Venia......"

The woman's voice was mixed with an indescribable sadness, like a mother sobbing at the grave of a child. Vicili cleared the fog that was obscuring her, and in the distance of the thorn bush was a withered giant tree, and a woman with her upper body exposed on the trunk was facing her with her arms outstretched.

Her hair was as golden as ripe malt, her thick branches were wrapped around the ends of her hair like a fairy in a dream, and under her brow were ruby eyes, and her white skin was stained with blood, like a white lily blooming from a pool of blood.

The woman held one hand to her chest, and the other stretched out into the air and opened her fingers at Viklico, who felt like she was meeting her for the first time, but it seemed that she was intersecting in the distant past.

The moment the woman opened her arms, Vikily could see that her slender navel seemed to glow faintly red, and her abdomen was filled with burning pain.

"You are ......" Vicky Ric's chest welled with warm blood, the feeling was so familiar and reassuring, like moonlight on a calm lake, like roses blooming in an uninhabited wilderness.

"You can't stay here any longer, my kid ......"

The branches writhed around her, wrapping the woman's body tightly around the trunk. Her voice grew serious, like a mother's warning to her child.

A gentle breeze blew, and a thick fog encircled Viklico's limbs, slowly lifting her into the air like arms.

"Those black-robed retinues...... Draenor they're still on board! What should I do? "Vikily has come to her senses, she was hacked out with an axe by the fat man, and now the situation on the ship is dire, and she must find a way to get out of the dream.

"Cold blood will let you know everything......"

Vikily didn't understand what the voice meant, but the fog around her was getting denser and denser, and her eyes were gradually covered with blood-red dewdrops, and she felt the pain emanating from her body, and stretched out her arms to dispel the fog again and again.

"...... Uproar"

A foul-smelling hurricane blew, and dew seeped down Vikilic's limbs into her. The fog around me was churning and dissipating, and the familiar wooden deck was in sight.

"'Tequila'? How am I here!? ”

Vicilico was about to stand up on the deck, but there was a cramping pain in her chest, and she suddenly found that her breathing was gradually becoming harder, and the shawl around her was stained as red as poppies with pools of blood, and the dark clouds gradually solidified in the sky above, and cold raindrops kept falling on her.

"It's raining? Shhh......h Ribs...... It's not going to break, is it? ”

The looming pain felt like a scythe had been stabbed in the chest. She struggled to unbutton her coat, and a claw-like rib pierced through the skin on the underside of her right breast, protruding a short section to expose it to air.

"Oh my God...... I don't feel how much it hurts without looking at it! Vicky stared at the hideous broken rib and couldn't help but feel her hands and feet go limp.

"How did I get to this ship?"

She looked back to see that the dilapidated mast had tilted to one side, and a radial cloud of blood had been washed away by the rain, dripping down the mast to the top of Viklico's head.

Unexpectedly, the strong man split himself so far that he crashed directly into the mast of the "Tequila".

"Fortunately, the boat is still in place, and it is really a life."

She leaned on the broken mast and slowly straightened her legs in severe pain. The surrounding sea was covered with rain, and it was vaguely seen that the warships on the sea were still in their original formation, and if they had followed what the black-robed man had said at the beginning, they would have turned around and set sail towards Hecheng.

Vikily looked at the edge of the deck of the previous battleship, and Draenor and the others were still standing on the deck, struggling to resist the attack of their entourage, only the fat man was gone.

"Damn, it's really a 'hero' to run away when you hit someone......" Vikirico's neck still lingered from the pain left by the fat man's strange power, she remembered the words of the woman in the dream, but what exactly did "cold blood" refer to?

"By the way, ahem...... Blood vial...... she remembered the potion she still had in her pocket, she had collected three vials of blood from her body just in case, and although the Misalans were no longer bloodthirsty, their own blood could also play a great role in healing.

Scrapped one bottle when encountering wolves in Sinai's Snow Mountain, and the rest should come in handy.

The blood in the bottle adhered to the walls of the cup and formed a thin frost, emitting a chill through the glass container.

"'Cold Blood' should be this thing, calm down Vicky and stay sane......" Vikily stared at the test tube with the scarlet liquid swaying in her hand, held her breath and bit open the bottle seal, and drank the cold blood in one gulp.

A wave of heat spread through the stomach, and the blood vessels in the body bulged like snakes, almost bursting under the skin.

Vikiriko gritted her teeth and struggled to breathe steadily, her ribs gradually retracting into her ribcage, and she could clearly feel the tremor in her chest as the bones reset.

The sharp pain was gone, replaced by a frantic heartbeat, blood pumping into the muscles, and Vikilic's pupils dilated.

"'Eat three out of four grapes and leave one'...... It's good, it seems to have some sanity. She slowly stood up, clenching her fists and releasing them, her scarlet claws rhythmically gliding through the air.

"It's a bit far, but I can only give it a try!"

Vickyli leaned down and pressed her right leg behind her back to firmly step on the deck. She jerked her head up, the sound of the waves lowering its pitch, and the falling raindrops seemed to slow down.

"Let's play a game of ghost hunting! 3…… 2……”

Vikily leaned over to prepare for the jump, her legs filling with blood, the rain on her body turning to steam from the heat.

“1！！”

With the twitching of her right leg, the deck was blasted into countless cracks by the force of the impact, and Vicilico pierced through the air and flew towards the Blackstone like a cannonball.

"Mr. Delaenau! Three o'clock! Jeanne reminded Draenau.

There was a screech of the air being torn apart, and a crimson bolt of lightning struck the deck.

"Get down!" He reached out and grabbed Cooper's head with his palm, and quickly landed on the deck.

"Whoosh-boom!!"

Thunder swept into the crowd, a powerful air current, sending the deck attendants into the air. There was a deafening roar from the walls of the steel-and-iron cabin, and ash spread across the side of the deck like a harbinger of a volcanic eruption.

The hurricane of air currents blew away the smoke from the deck, a pair of blood-red eyes glittered with the flames of hell, the man's long hair scattered in the wind, and his crimson wings swayed in the wind on his shoulders.

"Blood Raven?" Cooper was shocked by the figure in front of him, as if he was thinking of some legendary figure.

The figure reached out to puff away the smoke and stepped into his leather boots and walked towards the group.

"I was put on the table, and I lost my temper."

"Miss Vicky!" Jeanne rushed over in surprise and gave Viklico a warm hug.

"It hurts, it hurts...... Jeanne, let's settle the matter at hand now! Viklico's body was still a little weak, and she gently pushed Jeanne away.

"It's late, and there are scraps of cold burning, you can use it slowly." Draenor raised his dagger and pointed at the attendants at the front of the deck.

"It's so enthusiastic, you left me so much." Vickily twisted her neck, her cervical spine rubbing against each other with a crisp "click, click".

"It's really the same virtue as her father." Cooper turned his head and picked up the hand axe from the deck.

"What a grand debut!"

"Smack, smack...... Smack"

There was a slow-beat applause in the smoke, and a scrawny old man walked forward, dressed in a black wide-sleeved leather jacket, his bare skeletal head wrapped around dark blue veins, like a walking corpse.

Vicilico recognized the voice, he was the man in the black robe who had previously announced Vicilico's arrest.

"Vicky Ricco. Klose, daughter of the blood raven, is your father Abraham still alive? An eerie smile appeared on the old man's face, sharp teeth emerging from the cracked corners of his mouth, exposed to air.

"Daughter of the Blood Raven? Who are you! How did you know my father? There was a hint of confusion in Viklico's anger, she had heard of the term "Blood Raven" for the first time, and it seemed that everyone on the ship knew who her father was, except for her.

"Baucrum, Yazira's faithful servant. I can't be more familiar with Ling Zun, and it is thanks to him that I will be inlaid with such a steel nail. ”

The old man tore his lips open with his fingers, and the teeth made of metal reflected cold points of light in the deck light, and upon closer inspection, it was revealed that even the entire jaw was made of metal.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, nobleman of Nicandros, and I would like to entertain you with the highest courtesy...... Or rather, your corpse. ”

The old man, who called himself "Baucrum", slapped his palms again, and a huge body fell from above the cabin, and the entire battleship "Blackstone" trembled, and even the rain seemed to stop for a few seconds.

The falling monster had a pair of antelope-like horns, a pair of shrunken leather wings on his back, fat hanging from every joint joint, and a hideous face like a bloodthirsty short-nosed beast.

"Azra's monster!?" Vikirico hurriedly took a few steps back, staring at the twisted mass of flesh in front of her.

"Fury, Quiram, rage! It's your playtime! ”