Hearing that weak cry for help, Byron turned off the [Spiritual Vision] that had been staring at the development of the battle situation.

He looked down at [Bloody Eye] Salman, who was struggling on the ground.

The bones were rickety and deformed, and the pale skin that smelled of corpses was tightly taut on the thick skeleton, and the hair on the head was like messy dead grass.

And under Byron's continuous feeding during this time, the tophi that was several circles bigger than the original made him look more and more hideous.

Looking at Salman's current appearance, I'm afraid he will never be able to change back into human form.

"Don't worry, Captain, I'll help you."

However, Byron was only slightly stunned, and without hesitation, he stepped forward and helped his captain up from the ground, and let him sit back on the bed.

It seems that he doesn't care at all about his miserable and terrifying appearance at this time.

Salman was very impressed by this kind of performance.

This young man, who has the big picture in mind, is as reliable as ever.

No matter how hard-hearted I am, I wish I could have such a loyal henchman.

But after being attacked for no reason, the sequelae of my violation of the precepts completely exploded, and my current state is really bad.

Only you, the best chef I've ever seen, can save me.

I'm so sorry, I can only feel guilty... Eat you. ’

Brewing people into [Transmutation Blood] before using them is of course the most valuable method.

But now Salman has no more time to wait.

Two birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in hand, taking advantage of Byron's defenselessness now, swallowing him alive and returning blood, saving his life is the most important thing.

Since you have such a big picture, the captain who sacrificed himself to save you should also be willing, right?

But what he said was:

"Byron, I know you're the most loyal one on board.

Don't worry, you arrived in time to scare away the attackers today and saved my life, and I will definitely not treat you badly in the future.

From now on, our brothers will be close, and what is mine is yours..."

As he spoke, a claw like an iron hook quietly stretched out in the darkness towards Byron, who was holding him beside him.

As long as you eat him, isn't it intimate?

However.

Poof!

The muffled thud of a blade piercing through flesh interrupted Salman's movements first.

He slowly lowered his head, and was so surprised to see that there was a cut in his chest... The tip of the sword!

"Huh? Whose sword is this? Why is it here?

How could my ghoul body be so easily injured by a normal weapon? ”

For several breaths, his mind didn't even turn to figure out where the sword came from.

Finally, after a moment of disbelief, he suddenly waved his claws, and his red eyes were full of anger after being fooled.

"Byron Tudor ——!!!"

was easily dodged by Byron, who had been prepared.

He just scratched the wall behind him with four deep claw marks.

Obviously, even if he suffered heavy losses in the battle with the [Demon Spirit in the Mirror], the strength of the second-order professional-level [Gourmet] should not be underestimated.

Undaunted, Byron stopped three steps away, pulled a sword flower, and shook off the stinking ghoul blood from the blade.

The original respectful look on his face was swept away, and only the undisguised killing intent remained:

"Your Excellency, the bread you drew is too big and too much for me to eat.

I thought about it carefully, and finally decided that I would take what you were reluctant to give!

For the sake of the future of the Man-Shark Pirates, how about taking care of the overall situation? ”

In fact, Byron didn't go to the dockyard next door, as he said, to supervise the work.

Tonight, he poured himself cup after cup of coffee and black tea, and never fell asleep.

After gathering those elite pirates together with a sumptuous feast, he has been turning on his [Spiritual Vision] in another courtyard to watch the movement here.

He even made up his mind that if he secretly took away the blood, the ill-intentioned one would not do it immediately.

He stayed up for three days and three nights.

In fact, a mortal was not put in the eyes of [Magic Mirror] West at all, and he couldn't wait to do it directly that night.

It was also logical to bump into Salman, who was "righteous" for Byron, and a group of pirates, and both sides were all head-to-head.

It wasn't until he used his wealth of extraordinary knowledge to determine that both sides had really lost both sides, that Byron rushed out to pick peaches as soon as possible.

Faced with Salman, who was seriously injured in front of him, he immediately seized this golden opportunity.

The [Spirituality] flashed in his eyes, and the [Storm Ring] in his hand reappeared.

The storm dragon head surrounded by red roses on the ring glowed with a blue light, and he backprinted it on his left chest facing his heart.

Zila——!

As the smell of burning flesh permeated, Byron's skin also appeared with a dragon head emblem common to all [Storm Knights].

endured the severe pain, and shouted angrily:

"Roar! The Blood Fight Ritual Begins! ”

Promotion ceremony of the lighthouse sequence [Storm Knight]:

1. Survive a storm-level natural disaster;

2. Choose a proverb to achieve spiritual sublimation through continuous practice;

3. Imprint the coat of arms of the seal ring on the body and sublimate it in a bloody battle with "plunder" as the core.

And there is a certain probability of inheriting some of the abilities of the blood fighting object.

And Byron's chosen target for "plunder" was none other than Captain [Bloody Eye] Salman, who was very good to him and often painted him cakes to eat.

"Damn you!"

Salman was just trying to muster the last of his strength to kill Byron.

The unprecedented feeling of weakness suddenly came to my heart, and I almost fell to the ground with one foot in the air.

When I gasped for breath, blood continued to fly out from my mouth and nose.

It was as if it was not an ordinary long sword that had just pierced his heart and lungs, but a strange weapon with extraordinary power.

The second entry is "Confidant Trouble".

The closer you are to your henchman, the stronger your abilities will be when you backstab your superior.

And the following is not punished by the law within the system!

The Ten Commandments of Pirates, the Iron Law of Kingship, and the Silver Law all treat it as legitimate.

Even if there is no backstabbing, your superiors will be very 'righteous' and passively defend your henchman from disasters, and gradually be riddled with bad luck and frequent accidents.

In the eyes of all the pirates of the Maneater, Byron is not a henchman, who can be?

When he was just launching the backstab, he undoubtedly triggered the power blessing of the entry.

Seeing Salman's miserable appearance on the ground, Byron not only did not come close to the past to continue the attack.

Instead, he put his half-sword back into the sheath and stepped back seven steps away.

"Drink! Eat me with a slash! ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out the armed belt on his chest... Two flintlock short muskets.

It was the trophy he had snatched from the captain with chili noodles.

When Salman first heard "Eat me and draw a knife", he thought he had a plan.

When he saw this, a pair of blood-colored pupils suddenly contracted, and his limbs were about to rush towards Byron like a beast.

"Stop!"

Obviously, despite the severity of his injuries, he still retains the power of the final blow of the professional-level [Gourmet].

As long as Byron dares to step forward in close combat, he can immediately turn defeat into victory and devour him again.

Pity.

Within seven steps, the gun was accurate and fast.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After the two guns were fired, he continued to draw his guns and shoot again, two in front and two behind, a total of four red-hot lines of fire drilled into Salman's head and chest.

With the blessing of the entry [Henchman], ordinary firearms were hit by him with an effect that surpassed [Demonized Weapons].

Boom!

Salman, who fell heavily to the ground, was between life and death when his spirit was out of his body.

In a trance, he seemed to see the "chef" in front of him, and quietly changed into a different look, and also spit out the last breath in his chest:

"Liar! It's not swordsmanship! You're also... Not that chef! ”

At the same time as Salman died, a blood-colored aura was withdrawn from his body, and instantly disappeared into the dragon head mark on Byron's chest.

Phew——!

A strong spiritual wind blew and made Byron's clothes hunt.

The [Silver Law] like a huge net above his head resurfaced, the blood fighting ceremony was victorious, and his transcendent inauguration officially began!