It is unknown when the murky underground tunnels were built, but it is certain that they have existed a long time ago.

Even the once-majestic walls of the shattered underneath are now covered in dark moss, and the old buildings that may have been used for rituals and worship are now reduced to broken domes and seeping masonry, and the story of this place has long been forgotten by time, and when the pirates found it, they thought they had found some secret treasure.

But there is nothing here but the taste of the past.

Even if they dug three feet into the ground, they couldn't find anything of value other than the bones they buried, so the place was quickly abandoned.

However, the Blooddread Clan, as a vampire, clearly enjoyed such shady underground structures, so soon after the establishment of Blooddread Harbor, the underground tunnels became one of the Blooddread Clan's strongholds in the city.

But their clan is not one of those ancient families that has been passed down for thousands of years after all, and the vampire community composed of a group of pirates naturally does not have to pursue any beauty or heritage, and these guys have already given face to this ancient building if they don't open a silver party here.

In the past, this was only activated when Lord Pabro, the Blood-Dread Grand Duke, was preparing to launch a great raid.

Mainly used to discuss strategy and engage in war of words with unruly pirate captains to determine how the looted wealth will be distributed, many Blooddread pirates will call this underground tunnel "Pirate Council" or something like that.

But today, where the pressure was always high, presents a completely different and pathetic scene.

Nearly a thousand elites from the three pirate factions have firmly guarded this place, as if the chaos in the city above has nothing to do with them, and in the deepest underground Broken Temple, only old pirates who have been pirates for more than thirty years are allowed to enter, and the other minions can only wait for the outcome of today's events in the darkness outside the temple.

These men and women who were once high-spirited and crisscrossed the sea will look haggard one by one, and some will always look left and right nervously, and they will live out of a frightened coward.

But what they fear is definitely not something in the physical world, it is an abomination from the darkness, an enemy that cannot be solved with knives and bullets, and even some pirates will pray in the darkness for the protection of the Mother of Midnight

If they knew what the Midnight Mother was like now, these fellows would have felt furious for their insincere prayers.

In the underground temple, huge torches are lit, and gas lamps hanging from the dome make it look like daylight.

Three pirate captains dressed in flamboyant and vulgar attire are decorating a strange-looking altar with their henchmen, and some godly chattering fellows are making guest appearances, priests and monks.

But the sadhana and even the prayers they use are completely wrong, and even the donkey's lips are not on the horse's mouth, meaning nothing other than to perfectly fulfill the duties of the atmosphere group.

But none of that matters!

There are only two factors that are most important for a sacrificial ritual, calling for the right goal, and offering the right sacrifice.

Needless to say, the Blooddread Pirates have been haunted by those haunted bastards for a long time.

They knew very well to whom they should be sacrificed.

As for the right offerings

At this time, the bloody captain who was tied up by the flowers, the bloody duke Pablo was tied to a wooden pole in a posture of being tied to a pig, he was very helpless to watch the three fools under his command doing stupid things, he wanted to open his mouth to dissuade him, but his mouth was stuffed with his first mate's erotic panties so that he couldn't speak at all.

Beside a helpless Pablo, a group of vampire pirates who were loyal to him were treated in the same way.

They were all tied up with voodoo-soaked ropes to be sacrificed for a ceremonial moment, and the coquettish first mate, Claire, was the second sacrifice after Pablo.

In order to ensure the "sacrificial quality", these superstitious and rude pirates also dressed Claire in very exaggerated clothes.

Silk robes from the ancient kingdom of Callum were worn over her, a crown of bird feathers that was said to have been brought back from the New World was fastened to her head, gold chains worn by the Songhai dancers in the land of origin were tied to her legs, and finally, all sorts of vulgar jewelry from unknown sources almost covered Claire's body.

Dress up the pirate first mate like a flamboyant turkey about to be sent to the oven.

Ms. Claire, who has always had a distorted aesthetic, actually likes this "mash-up style", and if she is not the second sacrifice today, she is definitely very happy to appreciate her new image.

"I said, you can't do this!"

Pablo is a vampire, he also knows onomatopoeia, and even if he is gagged, he still can't stop this guy from giving babble in his own way.

He said to the three pirate captains in front of him:

"This altar of yours is obviously wrong, isn't this the one we snatched from the Wave Fishman last time? It's impossible for this thing to get a response from any subspace creature other than to summon the 'Father of Fish' Gon.

Let me ask you first, are you planning to surrender to Dagon and then let that damn deep sea sludge cover your whole body and turn yourself into a fish-man?

Don't, brother!

Being a vampire is miserable enough, we fucking live every day as painful as living in nine layers of hell, so there's really no need to turn our lives into the tenth layer, right?

Listen to me, Werther, it's too late to stop. ”

"Shut up!"

The oldest traitor captain looked back.

Although he is a vampire, this guy still maintains the state of a dry old man, and it can be seen from the black lines that emerge from his blood pupils that this guy has not had a good time this time, and the heavy dark circles under his eyes and the expression distorted by nervousness and fear prove that this guy is full of unspeakable pressure in his heart.

From the erquity in his eyes and his irritable temper, he could tell that his SAN value had been lost, and this divine chatter was the best proof of his nervous breakdown.

The bastard had the hearts of three vampires on his chest, all kept in a beating state by voodoo.

One of them belonged to his elder, the other two were his heirs, and after drinking the source blood, the bastard gave himself a "self-destruction", as if he wanted to show something that he was trying to "draw a distance" from the Blooddread Clan.

There is no doubt that he has gone mad.

"It's all to blame! Pablo, I must have listened to that damn slander to accept your demagoguery and make me a goddamn vampire. ”

The pirate captain named Werther clawed his face with his sharp nails, causing blood to flow from his old face, but he didn't seem to feel pain.

He shouted:

"It's bad enough to drink blood every day, I've turned myself into a monster, but it's not enough! The sea and the whole world are tormenting me, especially after the vengeful fires!

My ship is gone, destroyed by a ghostly fire that fell from the sky.

My crew was gone, they were burned to death in screams.

We're begging for mercy, but it's useless!

I thought it was my bad luck, I thought it was fate punishing me for killing too many people in the first half of my life, but no! No. Pablo!

It's all your fault!

It's that damn blood-dreaded bloodline that has brought disaster to us!

All the blood-feared vampires across the Misty Sea are in the same nightmare, and when we close our eyes, those howling ghostly fires come to claim our lives, in every nightmare we have, every time we relax, after every one of our raids.

They will always appear quietly, kill everyone and leave a cloud of ashes to fly away.

They're after us.

They will not stop hunting until the last Blooddread member is dead.

Ah, it's all your fault!

You were the one who pulled us into this eternal nightmare, Pablo, I could have been happy and happy to be a heartless pirate, and you were the one who pulled us into your, so that no one could be freed!

It's all your fault!

They're looking for you and your shitty concubine! It's you bastards hell-bent on restoring some goddamn Blood's glory.

We are implicated!

Just send you two and your diehards, yes

As long as they eat you, we are safe.

Don't blame me, Pablo, you're a great pirate, the best in our business, and I'd be happy to follow you for another thousand years if I could.

But this is not a personal vendetta. ”

"Dog thing!"

Pablo didn't answer, but Claire, the spicy first mate beside him, screamed:

"Werther, when you knelt before us like a dog, begging us to share your strength, when you lost everything and got into trouble with the Waves, it was Pablo who gave you a way to go, it was we who helped you get your boat back, and helped you kill the fishmen who were chasing you.

You shit!

Why don't you see your dog barking when you enjoy the power? Want to break up when you're in trouble now?

Don't be silly!

You don't even know what the hellfire is that is chasing us, and you think that sending your captain to the enemy will save you your life.

Don't be silly.

No one can escape!

As long as you are still afraid of blood, this is the fate you can't escape!

Pablo and I are doing everything we can to save you, and we've even thrown our dignity behind to ask other vampire clans for help.

But that's what you give us in return?

A betrayal!

Phew, you are the most disgusting rat in the Misty Seas, and I curse you to be eaten by the Wavesfishmen and sacrificed to their gods, turning you into the most disgusting maggots in the subspace! ”

"Hahaha, yes, as long as I'm still afraid of blood, I can't get rid of this fate, but what if I'm not afraid of blood?"

Captain Werther, who was already crazy, laughed proudly:

"Don't think you're the only ones who can call yourself vampires, don't you?

I've long since figured out a way out for myself, and if I sacrifice you to those ghostfires and satisfy their hatred of blood, we'll get more time, and then I'll show my allegiance to another powerful Grand Duke.

Yes!

I will be free from the fear of blood, this hellish place who loves to treat whom!

Lao Tzu will not serve you, and Lao Tzu will not accompany you to hell.

And one last word! ”

Captain Witt shouted:

"All my own achievements come from my own hard work and the favor of fate, I admit that I was down, but even without you, I will definitely survive. Now without further ado, the time has come!

Let the sacrifice begin! ”

Witt turned and yelled at his two assistants.

The two guys were not well-known among the Blooddread Pirates, but they were both in a state of mental tension and intermittent insaneness like Werther.

They were all under a lot of pressure, otherwise they wouldn't have been involved in Werther's crazy plan, but now that they had come to this point, it was too late to turn back.

The chaotic sacrificial scene suddenly became noisy, and the traitor pirates lifted the struggling blood-dreaded vampires into the unlit brazier in front of them, while Captain Werther, who was the centerpiece of the sacrificial ritual, carefully pulled out a black bag and took out an irregular cluster of black-gray crystals from it.

He shook the thing in front of Pablo and Claire's eyes, grinned:

"The Grand Duke of the Dead Fang Clan gave me this, and she said that as long as I complete the great cause of sacrificing the Grand Duke of Blood Fear to the Demon Fire, she will personally convert my bloodline, and as long as you die, Lao Tzu will be able to break away from the Blood Fear Clan.

When the time comes, it will not matter to me if the ghost fire kills you all. ”

"You're fucking crazy, that guy is obviously using you, are you in the water? I can't even see this thing clearly! ”

Pablo finally couldn't help but curse.

As an excellent pirate, he can tolerate the rebellion of his subordinates, after all, the current situation makes all the members of the Blood Fear panic all day long, but seeing that the general he personally promoted is actually stupid to such a point, he really feels that he was blind in the first place, how could he develop such an idiot into his own offspring?

When a pirate can be shameless, he can be vicious, but he can't be content to be a fool.

Fools can't survive on this dangerous sea.

But his roar could not make the traitors who had gone too far change their minds, they were so frightened, they were so frightened that they could only grasp the last straw now, even if they knew it was poisonous bait, they had to eat it.

"Hey, this thing is for the Duke of Dead Fang."

Werther pulled Pablo's Grand Duke Seal off his finger, and as Pabro's henchman, he knew that this thing would open the great pirate's treasure cave, where the fragments of the Blooddread Clan's civilization slate were located.

That was his agreement with the Grand Duke of Deadfang, and if he offered that thing, he would be able to escape the pursuit of the ghostfire.

"Bring those bastards in!"

As soon as Witt gave the order, some of the grizzled fellows were dragged in by the pirates, all of whom were silver pirates who had been kidnapped from elsewhere in the chaos of the Bloody Harbor.

They are not sacrifices, they are not so honored, they are just responsible for opening the "consumables" of the ritual altar.

The traitor shoved the Dimensional Diamond into the hands of a battered pirate mage with a blue nose and a swollen face.

As soon as the thing was activated, it began to devour and weaken the concept of space around it, and those victims, like the old Manson and the other gnolls of the day, were restrained and infused by the breath of subspace, and quickly faded into human forms and turned into chaos eggs used to maintain the rift.

The black chasm began to open before the pirates' eyes, and the unlit charcoal fire quietly appeared in a certain moment, and with the breath of the blazing flames, a tall burning figure appeared at the other end of the chasm.

It roared, causing the traitor pirates to retreat in terror.

They recognized this as the "ghost fire" that had been chasing them all over the world for some time, and the sacrificial ritual had taken effect, and Captain Werther had really summoned these otherworldly monsters.

"Ha, I knew that everything was going well!"

Werther pressed Pablo's neck and yelled at him:

"Say goodbye to everything you know, Captain Blood! You are not the first, soon the entire Blooddread clan will accompany you, and when you disappear, the rest of you will survive, and everyone will thank you."

"Bang"

The closed door of the underground temple was kicked open, interrupting the ritual scene in the temple.

Werther and the others, who were opening the gap in the subspace, turned around sharply and saw a handsome vampire walking in with a black magic sword, followed by two gorgeous vampire ladies.

But the most surprising thing is that the traitorous pirates outside who are supposed to watch the road will follow the handsome vampire into the underground temple in a well-behaved manner, as if they were the outstanding pirates of the traitors who have jumped sideways to Captain Pablo's camp.

A few of the more proficient guys have already shouted "Save the Grand Duke, kill the traitor", as if the current loyalists and the traitors of a few minutes ago are not in the same group.

"You guys! Bastard! You should stop them! ”

Captain Witt scolded:

"The sacrifice has begun! We'll be free soon! Idiot! ”

"Sure enough, it's dusk again, look at this."

Murphy could see at a glance the Chaos Eggs that had been erected in front of the messy altar, the opening of the subspace gap, and the Burning Demon Soldier who had thrown the projection into the material world.

He shook his head and said:

"I just heard you say 'Grand Duke of Dead Fang', you probably don't know that guy's bloodline comes from the Blood Vulture Clan, in other words, if you want to join, you can first get permission from the Grand Duke of Blood Vulture.

Look at you stupid!

I don't dare let you join us so as not to lower the average intelligence of the Vulture Clan, you seem to be wondering why your minions have defected here?

Your subordinates are not stupid, sir.

I only explained to them the origin of the Burning Demon Soldiers, and they knew who to follow to escape this nightmare, you see, you don't even know who the enemy you are about to face, why should you boast about promising others a future?

Also, a reminder, Captain Werther.

You're too close to them. ”

"Huh?"

Werther immediately turned around, and was greeted by the Burning Demon Soldier who had burst through the crack and jumped into the material world.

It seemed to be a commander, the Burning World armor was twisted and violent, and the temperature of the entire underground temple soared several degrees the moment it entered the material world, and the moment it entered, it raised its claws and clasped the heads of the two traitor captains who couldn't dodge beside it.

With a click, the body shattered, the flames added, and the ashes danced.

There is no mercy at all.

Even if the other party is ready to sacrifice the Grand Duke of the Blooddread Clan for it, however, if you surrender, what does it have to do with me, a subspace avenger who only wants to destroy the Blooddread Clan?

"Nope! I've distanced myself from them. ”

Werther shouted in fear:

"I hate the fear of blood! I can surrender! I can help you kill them, please spare my life! ”

He fell to his knees in front of the Burning Demon Soldier.

He showed it the hearts of the elders and heirs he had killed with his own hands, but the latter just looked at him indifferently, and then with a wave of his claws, he blasted the two devils who wanted to surrender to the slag in front of all the traitors in the flames.

Surrender?

You want to be beautiful!

More Burning Demon soldiers burst out of the cracks, and the scene caused chaos and horror throughout the underground temple.

Damn it!

Werther's idiot who claimed to bring safety didn't solve the problem at all, but instead let the Ghost Fire kill into the stronghold of Bloodfear, and they were going to be finished!

(End of chapter)