A separate yard in the corner of the Rosemary Inn.

The table was full of leftovers, cups and plates were in disarray, and the elite pirates of the [Man-Shark] were lying on the ground, all snoring like thunder.

Only the first mate [Broken Bone] Miles and a few pirate officers were still stepping on their stools and continuing to eat and drink.

"Cheers, leave those useless guys alone, let's keep drinking!"

"Haha, the sign of a strong man is that he can eat and drink, and these wastes are all bad."

For some reason, the pirates all found themselves growing up during this time.

I ate more and more, and I drank better and better.

The stronger the strength and the better the physique, the more obvious this change will be.

These pirate officers, who are still not drunk, are obviously the best of them.

Tonight, Byron also had a portion of the vermicelli scallops, braised prawns, and haggis soup that Byron had made for Salman, and they simply continued to feast.

If it weren't for the fear of stimulating Salman's nerves, they would have to find a group of big-ass warblers and take advantage of the wine to make fun of it.

"Mr. Captain is finally willing to take out all the inventory, these [battle blood] are simply priceless."

"I feel that in the past few days, not only has the injury almost improved, but the strength has also become stronger and stronger.

If this continues, maybe one day I will be able to pull the boom halyard alone. ”

They drank rum with the blood of transmutation and the blood of Salman.

Obviously, the superior [Transmutation Blood] brewed from Byron is about to be put into place.

Salman also spared his blood costs, opened up his stocks, and accelerated the "feeding" of these long-cultivated reserves.

A group of pirates who can't even read and write have no idea what the change in them means.

[Blood of Transmutation] is essentially the blood of transformation and replacement.

If they all become secondary ghouls in the future.

If you continue to eat people, you will be deeply controlled by Salman like those man-eating sharks that are haunted by unjust spirits.

The worst thing is to become a reserve food for the [Ghoul] to replenish, and the slightly better ones are the guards who are involuntary and not afraid of death.

When he was drunk, the boatswain touched the first mate Miles with his wine glass, and joked:

"I heard that the kid had just given the captain a blueprint for a new sail fit.

When he came out, he was still empty-handed, and he did not receive any reward from the captain.

How could he, a newcomer, be compared to those of us who were loyal to the captain? ”

"Let's toast Mr. First Mate.

When you're a transcendent, he'll have to do whatever you want that kid to do.

What about making great achievements?

The captain's reward for the blood wine is not without his share?

However, the dishes made by this kid are really delicious, and the [Blood of Battle] is just right with this, hahaha..."

"That's right, to our eternal first mate!"

“......”

Anyone who can be a pirate officer is not stupid, and he also knows that if there is a capable leader, he may be able to make a big cake and make his followers rich.

But they are all the most qualified people on board to be "extraordinary".

I'm afraid that Byron will not only take their place, but also take away their chance to become transcendent!

The mentality is actually exactly the same as that of an owl that fears that Yuān Chú will snatch its rotting rats.

"Hahaha, as long as I am the first captain for one day, I will never forget you. Cheers! ”

First mate Miles also laughed heroically in return to the supporters.

But after another glass of wine, he suddenly felt that something was wrong around him.

Those pirates on the ground were snoring like thunder, but I don't know when they were all ... Gone.

When I turned my head to look over, I was inexplicably attracted by the reflection of a glass on the ground.

Just a moment when the gaze is frozen.

He was shocked to find a pair of bright silver eyes blinking at himself in the mirror-like reflection.

It was as if the center of his eyebrows had been pierced by a sharp iron cone, and he felt a cold sharp pain.

Immediately, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

The other pirate officers around him thought Miles was drunk and were about to help him up, but they all followed in his footsteps.

In fact, at this time, the [Magic Mirror] West, who had already incarnated as a demon spirit in the mirror, also felt very confused.

I don't understand why that drop of blood is associated with so many people?!!

"Even if the target is on guard after the blood is taken and scatters his blood among many people, the directivity of the blood will never change.

Looking at their appearance, it is clear that the essence of life is converging.

Forbidden knowledge! This must be another form of black magic!

Doesn't it mean that the target is an ordinary mortal?

Damn York, I can get even such important information wrong, I'm going to be killed by you. ”

At this time, although the [Magic Mirror] West had already realized that something was wrong, he had already ridden the tiger.

Using this ritual sorcery, if the target cannot be completely obliterated, the [Demon Spirit in the Mirror] will turn against the master.

Even if he was tough, he had to keep killing.

After killing the thirty or so pirates who were powerless in the face of non-physical attacks.

Exhausted, West, taking advantage of the ubiquitous mirror reflection in the inn, silently killed the last target in the backyard room.

......

Salman's spiritual warning in his false sleep was suddenly touched.

"Huh?"

Originally, he was going to wait for the banquet outside to be over, and then secretly go out to eat one or two more pirates.

Relieve symptoms of appetite and curses.

But he unexpectedly found that those pirates who had already established a spiritual connection with him had all disappeared into his perception in just a few breaths.

The moment he opened his eyes suddenly, the mirror in the room was already inexplicably dark.

Attack is coming!

Salman was about to follow the instinctive instinct of an old pirate and roll over and get out of bed to dodge.

I felt like my body was being pressed by a thousand weights, and I couldn't even move a finger.

And in the transcendent's [Spiritual Vision], a black figure was riding on top of him, and a pair of phantom-like hands strangled his neck.

The cold aura spread rapidly, and his consciousness was about to be frozen.

Relying on the ritual calculations that had been prepared for a long time, even in the face of the same second-order transcendent, West obviously had a huge advantage.

"What... What... Person? Why... Raid... I?! ”

By the time Salman realized that he had been attacked, his consciousness had become a corroded gear.

Even a slight turn will exhaust the strength of the whole body.

West, however, had no desire to talk to him.

Although the demon-breaking effect of the deer hoof grass forcibly suppressed Salman's spirituality, killing more than thirty mortal pirates in front of him made him spiritually at the bottom.

At this time, gritting his teeth and trying his best to strangle him little by little:

"Finger Monkey, this idiot has mistaken his target!

Is this mortal? This is clearly a second-order [professional] level transcendent!

Fool, fool, I must make you look good when I go back! ”

Roar——!

At that moment, a roar that did not resemble a human suddenly interrupted West's resentment.

Salman should be grateful to Byron for overfeeding the purine bomb five times a day, which made his transformation more light-hearted.

There was a crackling sound in the joints all over his body, and he turned into the ghoul with a rickety, pale skin, and a strong smell of corpses!

The blood-colored spiritual glow on his body that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved burst out, and it suddenly forced the demon spirit in the mirror back a small step.

Salman's face was fierce, and he seized the opportunity to snatch the glass bottle from the small table next to the bed.

Drink most of the blood-red liquid in one gulp.

This is no longer Bacardi rum, but the [blood of transmutation] left by the previous chefs.

It was also all the inventory he had prepared for the final transformation ritual.

Ability: [Food Supplement]!

Boom ——!

The blazing blood flame burst into flames, igniting the [Demon Spirit in the Mirror] who was about to pounce again.

This blood flame from the flesh is the nemesis of all feminine power.

But Salman himself was not feeling well.

The fat that had just been replenished was burned again, and it was even more miserable than the last time he fought against the lieutenant commander [Fortress Guard] Harold.

Completely turned into a skeleton with skin and bones.

He fell to the ground with a "bang", and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Seeing that the burned [Demon Spirit in the Mirror] only needs to endure the pain and make up for it with one more blow, he can take Salman.

The door was suddenly slammed open from the outside, and a young man with an anxious face shouted with a sword:

"Captain, is there an enemy invasion? Are you alright? ”

Seeing the comer, Salman was overjoyed and hurriedly raised his hand to greet:

"Quick, Byron, come and help me!"

At this time, even if his henchman [Broken Bone] Miles came over, he might have to mumble a little.

But... This is a "good person" who can rest assured that he can trust his back!

At the same time, the [Demon Spirit in the Mirror], who was also extremely injured, could no longer care about killing, and hurriedly plunged into the mirror and fled in a hurry.