For a moment, the wind howled.

The sea was dark.

In the endless darkness, Huai Shi stretched out his arms and felt the wind blowing in his face, and the dark sea was as calm as marble, almost reflecting his gradually scarlet pupils.

Like a black bird, he briefly galloped between the black sky and the black sea.

It's hard to tell each other apart in the dark.

It's like a black youth in Equatorial Guinea studying black fungus cultivation techniques late at night......

Inexplicably, Huai Shi suddenly thought so.

Then he began to fall, downward, towards the sea, and he began to contract his limbs for the oncoming impact.

And at the moment when the fall was about to end, from the dead silence, a roaring thunder burst out.

With the gravitational acceleration and inertial impact brought about by the short fall, Huai Shi collided with the alienated sea surface, as if a rubber pinball smashed on a glass plate.

In an instant, the vampire stigmata activated.

His weight was instantly lost by a third, and the power that burst out immediately exceeded his usual regular output, and he trampled on the shattered sea, and actually flew up and forward!

Bolted!

It is said that if an adult wants to run on water, he must reach a speed of more than 110 kilometers per hour and more than 15 times the strength of ordinary people in order to be able to support his body by the force of the water surface during instantaneous contact.

Today's Huai Shiru measures his own speed, and he doesn't know how much Van Helsing's strength exceeds if compared with ordinary people, but the vampire's physique and speed are different from ordinary people, but he can achieve this incredible miracle.

It's like a stone that has been floated in water.

The vampire, who had abandoned its weight, spread its arms and trampled on the surface of the sea with brisk and swiftness, leaving behind broken marks and trampling on the bursting ripples.

It's like dancing on the tip of a wave.

At this moment, in addition to the unspeakable excitement, there is a trace of happiness in his heart - you know, in the legend, except for a few dead cement pools, vampires can't survive any living water, let alone the sea.

If he were a vampire of the authentic Wallachian lineage, he would have already sunk in an instant like water, and then completely digested by the sea like gastric juice.

And now, he was running wildly, forward, catching up with the speed of the steel cruise ship in an instant, and even swept through most of the hull, from the passenger area in the aft, to the vicinity of the public area in front.

Thanks to the hustle and bustle of the passengers and the good soundproofing of the cruise ship, the loud sound of Huai Shi treading water did not attract any ideas, and in the cover of darkness, I am afraid that no one could observe the vampire in a hurry.

As he leaped hard, his arms grabbed the protruding porthole on the outside of the cruise ship.

In just twelve seconds, he felt as if he had run a marathon, and he couldn't help but gasp violently, and he couldn't help but be afraid when he saw the traces of his shoes being corroded by the seawater.

Just now it was like walking a tightrope above the abyss, as long as he stepped on a wrong step, he probably had no room for regret.

Thankfully, the hard part is over.

The next thing is how to find Hela who was thrown into the kitchen.

Perhaps it was the sound of Huai Shi colliding that attracted someone's attention, and in the corner of the staff corridor outside the kitchen, the kobold who was urinating while no one was around raised his head suspiciously and looked in the direction of the porthole.

It was still dark outside the window.

Empty.

He looked at it curiously, then withdrew his gaze, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and continued to study the impassioned tone and rehearse the lines: "I declare that in the name of the dark race, you are sentenced to death!"

After saying that, he didn't feel right, the last word should be severe, he coughed twice, and then started practicing again. But the sound of trivial knocking in the direction outside the window, like a bird pecking at the glass, made him unable to calm down.

Scratching the sparse hair on the dog's head with some irritation, he stepped forward to chase the bird away, but when he came to the window, he saw nothing.

In the darkness, two bits of scarlet light suddenly lit up.

That's a ...... Face?

In the next moment, the glass shattered, and a palm suddenly poked in through the window, and the five fingers grasped his throat like iron tongs, and then suddenly pulled out.

In an instant, he was involuntarily pulled out of the window.

"I practiced well, but unfortunately, I didn't have the talent of an actor. ”

Huai Shi finally complimented: "Goodbye." ”

Then, he let go of his hand.

In a panicked scream, the kobold fell into the sea and was instantly swallowed up by the darkness.

Huai Shi, on the other hand, seemed to have no bones, and deftly burrowed into the narrow porthole and landed in the hallway.

There was silence, as if no one had noticed.

Very good.

Now it's time for the Ventilation Duct, a good friend of the stealth game!

With the vampire's skill so good that even Huai Shi was afraid, he had quietly reached the upper side of the kitchen without much effort along the way.

Unexpectedly, Hela was not put in a cage.

But after being tied up, he was put under the watchful eye of two people, and sat down in a chair with a languid head, hanging his head weakly, waiting for the next judgment.

And the two men were also nonchalantly smoking cigarettes, speaking in a thickly accented Roman dialect, and looking at Hela's figure with a lewd gaze that could almost be said to be the whole world.

There are only two people.

Very good, saved a lot of trouble......

Huai Shi lay in the ventilation duct, looked down at the ventilation fence, stared at the faces of the two people below, I don't know if it was the success of the investigation or his eyesight, the posture and appearance of the two people can be seen clearly.

A person is tall and thin, and his face is full of wrinkles like wood grains, and his features are conspicuous, which should be a stigmata such as a tree spirit.

The other short man has a distinct cuticle behind his ears, and the exposed hands and neck are faintly visible with scales, while the forehead has a faint bulge like horns.

Although it is not clear whether it is a lizard or a cow, it can be concluded that it is a beast stigma, which is generally a type of high blood thickness, and it can only be killed quickly with poison...... Soon, Huai Shi sensed that something was wrong, because the man's saliva on the ground seemed to carry a strong toxin, and the corroded steel plate snorted.

Toxic saliva, and the head that is two circles larger than the average person, and the sunglasses on the face......

Huai Shi wiped a cold sweat and almost made a mistake.

Although it has a large number of lizard features and bull horns, and looks like a reckless man, this guy is probably mostly a 'basilisk' series of stigmata on his body.

If he was not mistaken, it should be the third-order stigmata Catoblepas from Greece, one of the descendants of Medusa legend, who inherited Medusa's ability to kill people with her eyes.

Although the rumors are definitely exaggerated, if he glares at him, I'm afraid that he will immediately be poisonous, right?

After all, this ability to use gaze as a medium is generally quite tricky and must be handled properly......

There are only two, and they are lucky.

When he finished observing, Huai Shi took a deep breath and slowly took out the weapon on his body, carefully anointing sword oil and poison with a cotton swab.

Next, it's time to check how far Van Helsing's strength and skill can reach as a dark killer.

He took a deep breath.

I can't feel my heart beating in my chest.

The body temperature was rapidly decreasing, until finally, it turned into cold iron stone, and behind the face towel, the face was so pale that there was no blood, only a pair of red eyes became more and more cold.

He melted into the darkness.

In the silence, only the slender test tube rotated rapidly between Huai Shi's five fingers, and in the swift and silent shaking, the color of the thick ink suspended in the middle of the viscous medicine gradually spread, turning the liquid in the entire test tube into viscous ink, indistinguishable from each other.

At that moment, Huai Shi closed her eyes.

Inside the kitchen, a shrill sound was heard by everyone.

It was the sound of the vent from the vent smashing under the blade, and it was fleeting, and then from the crack overhead, a figure shot out.

At the moment when the two of them turned around, they only saw the figure in mid-air throwing out the test tube in their hands towards them, the test tube flew and fell to pieces from under their feet, and the viscous ink splash flowing in it, when it met the air, it began to expand rapidly, turning into thick smoke, blowing and spreading, engulfing everything.

Darkness strikes.

Huai Shi had already fallen from the sky, and with the strength of his own fall, the dagger in his hand penetrated into the top of the slender tree spirit's head like a bamboo.

The skull is opened, the brain is cut straight through, and finally a dagger is cut short from the chin.

In the choking dark mist, the basilisk with sunglasses subconsciously wanted to open his mouth and scream, but then he felt the wind blowing, and a palm was raised from the bottom up, slamming into his open chin, bursting with power.

His open mouth snapped shut, swallowing the panicked cry into his belly, then spitting out half of his bitten tongue.

Before the blood and tongue fell to the ground, Huai Shi's left hand had already pulled out a throwing knife from his back waist and nailed it directly into the basilisk's right shoulder, relying on his understanding of the human body structure and this terrifying killing memory, wedged the fragile flying knife directly into the gap between the shoulder blades.

And his right hand, which had been pushing the basilisk's chin, had pulled out a dagger from the back of his neck, and the blade had arced across the top of Huaishi's head and crossed in front of the basilisk's eye sockets.

The two shattering sounds overlapped into a small crunch.

After the shattered sunglasses, the shattered eyeball didn't have time to release a deadly toxin sight, and blood was already flowing, and nothing could be seen again.

In a panic, the basilisk tried to retreat, its remaining left hand waving vigorously to banish the invisible ghost, but then felt a chill in his chest.

As the dagger had completed its mission, it had been thrown into the air by Huai Shi's hand, and then, he pulled out a short knife from his waist and stabbed it straight ahead—with a muffled sound, blood gushed through the heart in the shell.

Huai Shi let go, caught the dagger falling from the sky with the feeling of his body, and nailed his backhand into the throat of the basilisk, completely cutting off the last possibility of his sound.

Turning around, he looked at another dryad.

Stigmata of this type of plant type usually have a terrifying vitality, even if his brain is penetrated, he still has a little consciousness, and he doesn't understand what is happening in his difficult thinking, just struggling blankly, groping his head, and squeezing the grip on his head sluggishly.

Not sure what happened.

Soon, he won't need to think about it anymore.

Huai Shi took off the axe behind his back, raised his hand, and struggled to pull it out.

Boom!

The pitch-black smoke diffused in an instant, but then dissipated in an instant.

When the curtain is lifted, what is revealed is not a delicate set, but a tragic blood red.