In a separate courtyard at the corner of the Rosemary Inn.
The table was full of leftovers, the cups and plates were in a mess, and the elite pirates of the "Man-eating Shark" were lying on the floor in a mess, all of them snoring like thunder.
Only the first mate [Bone Crusher] Miles and a few pirate officers were still stepping on their stools and continuing to eat and drink.
"Cheers, don't worry about those useless guys, let's keep drinking!"
"Haha, the sign of a strong man is that he can eat and drink. None of these wastes can."
I don't know why, but all these pirates found that they had gradually developed an appetite during this time.
I was eating more and more and drinking better and better.
The stronger you are and the better your physique, the more obvious this change will be.
These pirate officers who were still not drunk were obviously the best among them.
They also had a share of the vermicelli scallops, braised prawns, and haggis soup that Byron cooked for Salman tonight, so they simply continued the feast.
If they weren't afraid of irritating Salman's nerves, they would probably have found a group of big-ass wandering warblers and started running wild while they were drunk.
"Mr. Captain is finally willing to take out all the inventory. These [battle blood] are simply priceless treasures."
“I feel like my injury is almost healed these days, and my strength is getting stronger and stronger.
At this rate, maybe one day I'll be able to pull the yard halyard by myself. "
What they drank was rum mixed with [Transmutation Blood] and Salman's blood.
It is obvious that the high-quality [Transmutation Blood] brewed by Byron is about to be ready.
Salman also spared money and opened up his inventory to speed up the "feeding" of these grain reserves that have been cultivated for a long time.
A group of illiterate pirates had no idea what the changes that had happened to them meant.
[The blood of transmutation] is essentially the blood of transformation and replacement.
If they all become lesser ghouls in the future.
If he continues to eat people, he will be like those man-eating sharks haunted by the ghosts of injustice, and will be deeply controlled by Salman.
The worst thing is that they become [Ghoul]'s food reserves, and the better ones are the guards who can't help themselves and are not afraid of death.
After getting drunk, the boatswain on the ship touched the wine glass to the first mate Miles and joked:
"I heard that the boy just presented the captain with a new style of sail modification drawings.
When he came out, he was still empty-handed and did not receive any reward from the captain.
How could he, a newcomer, be compared with us old crew members who were loyal to the captain? "
“Let us raise a toast to Mr. First Mate.
When you become a transcendent, whatever you want that kid to do, he will have to do it.
So what if you keep making great achievements?
Didn’t he get a share of the blood wine the captain rewarded?
However, the food this guy cooks is really delicious, and it goes well with this [Battle Blood], hahaha..."
"That's right, here's to our eternal first mate!"
"..."
Anyone who can be a pirate officer is not stupid, and he also knows that if he has an extremely capable leader, he may be able to make a big cake and make all his followers rich.
But they are the most qualified people on the ship to be "extraordinary".
I am afraid that Byron will not only take away their position, but also take away their opportunity to become extraordinary!
The mentality is actually exactly the same as that of an owl who is worried that a yuān chú will steal its rotten rats.
"Hahaha, as long as I am the deputy captain for a day, I will never forget you. Cheers!"
First Mate Miles also responded to the supporters with a bold smile.
But after drinking another glass of wine, he suddenly felt something was wrong around him.
The pirates on the ground were snoring like thunder, but somehow they all...disappeared.
When he turned to look over, his attention was inexplicably attracted by the reflection of a wine glass on the ground.
At the moment when his eyes were fixed.
He was shocked to find a pair of bright silver eyes blinking at him in the mirror-like reflection.
The center of my eyebrow felt like a sharp iron awl had pierced it, and I felt a sharp, cold pain.
Then his vision went dark, he fell to the ground and completely lost consciousness.
The other pirate officers surrounding him thought Miles was drunk, and they were about to help him up, but they also followed in his footsteps in confusion.
In fact, at this time, [Magic Mirror] West, who had transformed into the devil in the mirror, also felt very confused and confused.
I don’t understand at all why that drop of blood is connected to so many people? ! !
"Even if the target becomes defensive after having its blood taken away and distributes its blood to many people, the directionality of the blood will never change.
From the looks of them, it is clear that the essence of life is converging.
Forbidden knowledge! This must be another black magic!
Doesn’t it mean that the target is an ordinary mortal?
Damn York, you can even get such important information wrong, I'm going to be killed by you. "
At this time, although [Magic Mirror] West had realized that something was wrong, he was already riding a tiger.
Using this kind of ritual witchcraft, if the target cannot be completely obliterated, the [Devil in the Mirror] will come back to bite the owner.
Even if he bites the bullet, he must continue to kill.
After killing all the thirty pirates who were defenseless against the non-physical attack.
West, who was already very exhausted, took advantage of the ubiquitous mirror reflections in the hotel to quietly kill the last target in the backyard room.
...
Salman's spiritual warning was suddenly triggered while he was asleep.
"Um?"
Originally, he planned to wait for the banquet outside to end, then secretly go out to eat one or two more pirates.
Relieve symptoms of cravings and cursing.
However, he unexpectedly discovered that the pirates who had already established spiritual connections with him had all disappeared from his perception in just a few breaths.
The moment he suddenly opened his eyes, the mirror in the room was inexplicably dark.
The attack is coming!
Salman was just about to follow the instinctive reaction of an old pirate and get out of bed to hide.
It felt like my body was pressed down by a huge weight, and I couldn't even move a finger.
And in the extraordinary person's [spiritual vision], a dark figure was riding on him, and a pair of phantom-like hands strangled his neck.
The cold breath spread rapidly, and his consciousness was about to be frozen.
Relying on the well-prepared ritual plot, West clearly had a huge advantage even when facing the same second-level transcendent.
"What...who...person? Why...attack...me?!"
By the time Salman realized that he was being attacked, his consciousness had turned into a rusted gear.
Even turning a little requires all the strength of the body.
West, however, had no desire to talk to him.
Although the demon-breaking effect of wintergreen forcibly suppressed Salman's spirituality, killing the more than thirty mortal pirates in front of him made his spirituality bottom out.
At this time, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to strangle him to death bit by bit:
"This idiot aye-aye actually got the wrong target!
Is this a mortal? This is clearly a second-level [professional] transcendent!
Idiot, idiot, I must make you look good when I get back! "
Roar--!
At this moment, an inhuman roar suddenly interrupted West's resentment.
Salman should thank Byron for giving him five extra meals a day of purine bombs, which made his transformation easier.
The joints all over his body crackled and exploded, and he turned back into that ghoul with a stooped body, pale skin, and a strong smell of corpse!
The blood-colored spiritual light on his body that was so thick that it couldn't be melted burst out, violently forcing the demon in the mirror to take a small step back.
With a stern look on his face, Salman seized the opportunity and grabbed the glass bottle placed on the small table next to the bed.
Drink most of the blood-red liquid inside 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 ceremony.
Ability: [Food Tonic]!
boom--!
The blazing blood flames exploded, igniting the [Devil in the Mirror] that was about to pounce again.
This kind of blood flame coming from the body is the nemesis of all negative forces.
But Salman himself is not feeling well either.
The fat that had just been replenished was burned away again, and it was even more miserable than the last time he fought against the Lieutenant Colonel and Captain [Fortress Guard] Harold.
Completely reduced to a skinny skeleton.
He fell to the ground with a "clang" and didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Seeing that the [Devil in the Mirror] was being burned, he only had to endure the pain and add another blow to take down Salman.
The door was suddenly knocked open from the outside, and a young man with a face full of anxiety shouted urgently with a sword in his hand:
"Captain, there is an enemy invasion? Are you okay?"
Salman was overjoyed when he saw the person coming and quickly raised his hand to say hello:
"Quick, Byron, come help me!"
At this time, even if his confidant first mate [Bone Crusher] Miles came over, he might be a little bit murmuring.
But...the person in front of me is a "good person" who can be trusted with his back!
At the same time, the [Demon in the Mirror], who was also severely injured, no longer cared about killing people, and hurriedly plunged into the mirror and fled in a hurry.
