Extraordinary Sailing

Chapter 117 Betrayal and the Dead Soul Box

In an empty warehouse in the factory area.

A group of sea hunters finally had a rest after a long journey on the sea. As for the dilapidated warehouse without even a bed, it was not a problem at all for them who were used to eating and sleeping in the open.

"Everyone work hard tonight. Divide into two groups to watch the night according to the highest alert level. One group is in the first half of the night and the other is in the second half of the night. After the transaction is completed tomorrow, apart from everyone's due share, I invite everyone to the 'Pink House' Drink for three days in a row, my treat!"

"Long live the boss!"

"marvelous"

"No problem, boss, rest assured and leave it to us."

Stanley boosted the morale of his subordinates. In order to ensure that there were no problems in the last night before the transaction, he decided to lead the team to watch the whole night himself.

For a formal knight with a strong body, a night without sleep is nothing at all.

After a bonfire was raised and dinner was hastily settled with the dry food they brought, dozens of people formed a large circle. A group of people seized the time to lie on the ground to rest, and a group of people stared at the box without doing anything, ready to relay at any time.

Tread Tread

Even if there was one person holding the box and the two following them around the warehouse continuously, the sea hunters, who had been exhausted for a long time, fell asleep quickly without being affected at all.

"Call - zzZZ"

After a while, there was already snoring in the kung fu warehouse.

The handover tonight went smoothly. Since arriving at the warehouse at about nine o'clock in the evening, three handovers have been successfully completed without any accidents.

The time gradually came to one o'clock in the morning, when normal people are most sleepy.

Stanley, who has completed his extraordinary transformation, is full of energy. Even if he doesn't sleep for several days in a row, he will have no problem. At this time, he is undoubtedly the most sober one here.

Seeing his companions keep moving to complete the shift, Stanley breathed a sigh of relief again. When he got up, he just habitually looked around at the night-duty companions around him, but soon realized that something was wrong.

"Where did Todd go?!"

Stanley's complexion changed slightly. His long adventure career endowed him with extraordinary intuition and vigilance. After discovering that the key personnel Todd was not in the warehouse, he immediately became alert.

Todd, who was alone on the shore, was in charge of arranging both the temporary shelter and the subsequent buyer. Although Todd, who shoulders heavy responsibilities, has always been his confidant, if something goes wrong with him, the consequences will be the most serious!

He immediately whispered to his subordinates: "Go, wake up everyone, be careful, don't make any noise."

"Well"

In the long-term joint exploration career, the sea hunters have already had enough tacit understanding, and all of them have recovered without any disturbance. Except for the three people who are still in charge of holding the box, they all gather around Stanley.

Stanley made a gesture, and the group of people quickly rearranged their weapons without asking any further questions.

Guns, bows and arrows, hand crossbows, spears, knives, swords, the sea hunters have a variety of weapons, each with its own characteristics. But they are all equally efficient, skilled and cooperative.

Then, under Stanley's command, the three people who were still circling quickly moved towards the side of the warehouse. As an experienced old sea hunter leader, Stanley had already scouted the terrain here when he moved in.

There is a small door here, which can lead to the depths of the factory area. There are many buildings extending in all directions. If an accident happens, it will be very helpful for the team to escape.

I have to say that as a qualified leader, Stanley's response is not unreasonable, but it is far from enough for a betrayer who knows him very well!

Before they could move to the door, the doors on both sides of the warehouse were suddenly pushed open at the same time.

Bang——

In the gloom of night, the door was already crowded with noble private soldiers in black armor.

They squatted on the ground, holding sophisticated heavy hand crossbows. Even in the moonless night, the triangular arrow clusters of the crossbows shone with a cold light.

Not even a willingness to talk.

"shoot!"

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

The continuous bursts of crossbow bolts are not comparable to ordinary muskets in terms of accuracy or power. In the hands of these well-trained semi-professional private soldiers, they have turned into extraordinary killing weapons!

"No--!"

"ah--!"

"stop--!"

The shouts and screams of the sea hunters could not change their ending in the slightest.

The steel arrow clusters easily pierced through the human body, creating gorgeous flowers of death in the sea hunter's sporadic and weak counterattacks.

Because of the betrayal of his companions, the leader Stanley, who had long been known of his specific strength, not only did not escape from the sky because of the extraordinary knight's powerful ability, but was focused on fire, and was shot into a hedgehog just after taking two steps.

Low-level knights are far from being able to crush the secular army.

"Uh Todd you"

Bang——

slumped to the ground.

Although he was never a good person, the leader of the sea hunter never thought that he would die so useless and ugly

After three rounds of volleys, the black-armored private soldiers skillfully shot the survivors who were still moving one by one. In just one minute, no one was able to stand in the open space where the sea hunter was. Living people.

If it is impossible for these experienced sea hunters to sacrifice such worthless sacrifices in mountains, forests, islands, or even cities with complex terrain, they will inevitably inflict huge casualties on these noble private soldiers.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in the battle.

The officer at the head of the noble private soldiers grinned and waved his hands as he watched the results of the battle in front of him. Soldiers in armor had already filed in.

hiss--

I don't know why, but after the soldiers actually entered the warehouse, they felt a gloomy and cold atmosphere around them. However, the goal of the mission was already in sight, so they all ignored the slight discomfort.

"Find it for me!"

The corpses of the sea hunters were moved away and discarded directly to the side. Even facing the blood-stained faces with wide-eyed eyes, they couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the private soldiers at all.

The task this time is extremely simple, kill these garbage-like sea hyenas and bring them back to the box. One's own master will bestow unimaginable wealth and status in the past, and there is nothing more perfect than this.

"My lord, no box was found."

"Not here either."

However, when all the corpses were removed, the private soldiers in charge of the search brought him bad news.

"What? What's going on? Can the box run away by itself?!" The leader of the private soldier suddenly turned his head and looked at the short-haired young man with his head shrunk behind him. It was Todd who had disappeared before.

"Dear Mr. Todd, I need an explanation!"

The elite private soldiers who came up from all around gave him great pressure, Todd swallowed, raised his hands, and said innocently with a bitter face: "I really don't know, I was here just before I left ah."

Having already killed all his companions for a promise, Todd didn't dare to play any more tricks. To be honest, he hoped that the box could be retrieved smoothly more than the private officer.

"Hey, what's the sound?"

tick tock

At this moment, a clear sound of dripping water suddenly sounded in the empty warehouse, and it became louder and closer

"Where is the sound of water coming from!?"

"I do not know."

The private soldiers who were still searching the box stopped and looked around to find the source of the sound.

Suddenly Todd felt a burning sensation on the back of his neck, and when he wiped it with his hand, it was blood red. Looking up, drops of red liquid dripped from the gap in the ceiling, tick tock, and landed on his face.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled his mouth and nose.

"ah--!!!"

The shrill screams crossed the silent night sky and stopped abruptly

I don't know when.

The box wrapped in black cloth has been opened, revealing a black wooden box carved with various patterns of strange theatrical characters.

It was placed in the middle of the sea hunter team that had been completely wiped out, and it remained untouched, but it was miraculously not found by the private soldiers who were looking for it.

Amidst the sound of the clockwork being twisted, the box uttered that creepy aria again:

"Oh—! Thank you for offering me the sacrifice, I like it very much!

Newing Harbor, what a familiar and wonderful breath, I’m back again, oh hehehehe quack quack”

As if stuck, the already scary voice gradually turned into a strange laugh like an old owl, echoing in the empty warehouse, making people shudder.

However, there is no longer a living person who can respond here!

"Get up, take me out of here. I can already feel the breath of that old thing, he is still in this city!"

heard the words.

"Stanley" who had obviously been dead for a long time, and even lost most of the blood in his body, got up from the ground, pulled out the crossbow bolt stuck in his body and threw it on the ground.

He picked up the box on the ground without saying a word, and staggered out of the warehouse with some difficulty in maintaining his balance at first, but then quickly adapted, walking faster and faster until he walked like flying, and soon disappeared among the buildings in the distance.

Only a lingering sound was left: "Oh, ho ho, the game has just begun."

Silence had just returned to the warehouse.

A slight brilliance appeared in the air.

Squeak——

A gorgeous door made of brass and composed of various complicated gear machinery appeared out of thin air, and was slowly pushed open amidst the sound of rattling gears.

An old man in robes with pure white beard and hair came out from behind the door, watching the miserable scene soaked in blood in the warehouse, with such an expression on his face:

"Are you late?

The dead soul box is indeed a toy of the gods! "

Turn around and step into the brass door again.

"Perhaps, this is not a bad thing." The voice seemed to dissipate in the wind.

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