After a night of heavy rain, the bumpy Haiphong Street was filled with puddles of all sizes. Brown-skinned indigenous porters came and went, carefully carrying luggage under the command of their employers.
Daniz watched the natives coming and going, carrying suitcases and looking like they had just gotten off the ship and didn't have time to stay in a hotel.
While prevaricating the porters who were trying to solicit passengers, he identified the road, sometimes turning, sometimes using obstacles to look back, and soon came to a row of houses near the dock warehouse.
The huge wooden plaque was blown crookedly by the strong wind. Standing in front of the small bar, Daniz stopped for the first time, suspicion flashing faintly in his eyes.
That guy Herman told me to be careful that someone is guarding Bayam's contact point, but it doesn't look like there's a problem. Is that lunatic too cautious?
After writing the information yesterday, Herman suddenly handed him a detailed chart. After Danitz finished browsing the contents on the chart, he was surprised to find that according to the information recorded on the chart, "Above Blood"
"General" has arrived near the Rhoad Islands, and may even have landed in Bayam.
Based on this news, Herman judged that "Admiral Blood" had probably set his sights on the "Golden Dream"'s contact point in Bayam, and was waiting for the crew of "Vice Admiral Iceberg" to take the bait.
Daniz was not willing to believe this judgment. After all, their contact points had always been relatively secretive and there had been no precedent for being exposed before. However, considering the power behind the madman and the chart that recorded a lot of information, he
Or choose to proceed with caution.
Daniz stood in front of the bar hesitantly, looking left and right at the two alleys sandwiching the bar, trying to use a "hunter's" thinking to find possible dangers.
However, he stood for a long time, and until the strong man guarding the door of the bar cast his gaze, he found nothing more suspicious.
Shit, it's okay that Gehrman didn't say anything, but now I can't see anything, but I'm even more panicked... Seeing the strong man's eyes becoming more and more evil, Daniz gritted his teeth and seemed to be fine.
When I walked into the bar, it seemed like everything that happened just now was just a normal warning.
With a feeling of anxiety, Daniz knocked on the door at the pre-arranged rhythm, with three long intervals and two short intervals.
After waiting for a few seconds, he heard footsteps and saw the door creaking open, and a familiar face came into view.
"Old Lynn, why are you so nervous?" Daniz looked up and down at Old Lynn's expressionless face, and his nervousness suddenly rose.
While pretending to be chatting and laughing, Daniz calmly took two steps back, looking past the embarrassed old Linn, staring into the darkness and looking inside the bar.
On the bar counter, a candle was half burned. A tall man with dark skin, strong muscles, and hair as curly as marbles looked forward with a ferocious smile, his lips opening and closing.
The green black air exploded, and Old Lynn's wrinkled face was forever frozen in fear. The brain matter of white, yellow, and red colors exploded like fireworks, catching Daniz off guard.
The dimly lit bar moved upon hearing the sound, and several figures lurking in the darkness jumped out of the corner and pounced on Daniz who was standing at the door.
Shit, that madman Herman guessed it right, the contact point has indeed been targeted!
Daniz wiped away the blood on his face, his palms burst into flames, and while jumping back to distance himself, he tore open the suitcase in his hand and took out a black robe, without hesitation.
Covered on the body.
The moment the black robe came into contact with Daniz's body, the darkness attached to the surface surged wildly, and the shadow cast by the clouds instantly seemed to be half alive, tugging at the darkness at Daniz's feet and pulling him aside.
Leaves, petals, thorns and other debris flew out from behind the bar door. A pale figure locked eyes on the black robe that was moving back from the spot. He muttered something in his mouth and clenched his palms. The various debris thrown out earlier were moving wildly.
They grew, expanded, and connected with each other at the same time, turning into roots and tentacles that swarmed towards Daniz.
Another figure jumped out at the same time, its body soared in the air, and with the help of its falling force, its fingers moved flexibly and threw out scalpels that shone with cold light.
Tentacles woven from thorns and flowers were spread all over the ground, and their swaying limbs tried to tear apart all the plants that came close to them. Danitz was forced to use flames to resist in a panic. His previous plan to hide and escape with the help of a shadow cloak was ruined.
The muscular man—"Admiral Blood"'s second mate "Steel" Maiviti slowly walked out of the bar, stepped on the body of old Linn who was still warm, and looked at the two men with Daniz with a smile.
Fighting, remembering the captain's order, he raised his arm and aimed his thumb at Daniz's feet.
The dark green color attached to the curse exploded again. Daniz, who was fighting against the tentacles of thorns, slipped. The fireball he was about to throw inevitably deviated from the target. It hit the ground and ignited the man who was jumping flexibly with a scalpel.
A large area of thorns.
Seeing this, the man holding the scalpel seized the opportunity. His legs suddenly rose up. As if he had a premonition, he avoided the thorn tentacles with teeth and five claws around him, and ran towards Daniz with the scalpel in hand.
He held the handle of the knife with his right hand, turned it around, and nimbly dodged behind Daniz. Looking into the frightened dark blue eyes, he stabbed Daniz in the neck without hesitation.
Phew!
The faint sound of the knife hilt sinking into flesh broke the fierce battlefield.
Seeing the stream of red blood spurting out of his neck as if for free, the smile of "Steel" Maiviti, who was standing under the door, slowly disappeared.
The blazing white flames were dyed orange. A figure in a dark windbreaker stood beside Daniz, turning the long knife in his hand expressionlessly. The cold-looking and flexible man's head fell to the ground with a sound, and the ink spread from the boy's hole.
There was fear in his green eyes.
The man who manipulated the thorns - Huntley was suddenly startled. He stared at the adventurer who appeared out of thin air in disbelief and wanted to retreat.
But the adventurer's movements were obviously one step ahead of him. Klein used the thorn carpet on the ground that was lit by Daniz's flames, snapped his fingers, and his figure disappeared and reappeared as the flames engulfed him, and he came to Huntley's side in an instant.
"Go away!"
Before Klein could raise his sword again, "Steel", who had watched one of his subordinates die, reacted and ran towards him at full speed, his body glowing with a cold iron light.
He entered the "living corpse" state in advance. His body is comparable to steel and even slightly harder than steel, which is enough to withstand most injuries. Even if he is unfortunately injured, with the strong survivability of the "living corpse", he is confident that he can take it away from the adventurers.
subordinate.
Feeling the gusts of cold wind caused by "Steel" running wildly, Klein turned his eyes and instantly attached dark gold to his left hand, facing the running "Steel".
"Psychic puncture"!
"Ah!" "Steel" Maiviti suddenly screamed and felt a knife inserted into his brain, constantly stirring his brain.
But he didn't stop moving. His eyes that already contained madness were covered with a layer of blood, and his skin that glowed with the cold light of steel was red. At the cost of losing his mind, he got a chance to avoid the pain for a short time, and rushed over even more violently.
Exchanging reason for strength is the unique skill of the "madman"!
Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Klein couldn't help but click his tongue, and without hesitation he set himself on fire, dodging Huntley's sneak attack that took the opportunity to manipulate the thorns, and at the same time shouted to Daniz who was squatting next to the corpse:
"ignition."
Daniz, who was a little dazed, had confused eyes, but his body had already started to move like a conditioned reflex. He ignored the thorns on the ground and inserted his hands into the ground. A stream of scorching white light emerged from his fingertips, and ten separate and intertwined streams of flames emerged.
It spread and ignited the carpet of thorns on the ground.
The raging fire occupied the alley in an instant. The irrational "Steel" regained clarity in his eyes under the torture of the scalding heat. He quickly glanced at the environment and made a judgment. He rushed to the exit of the alley desperately while facing Hunter.
Li Dao:
"Don't worry about 'Blaze', go back to your old place!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of extremely compressed fire flew from the exit of the alley. Facing the danger, "Steel" with a ferocious expression suddenly dodged and dodged very easily.
But before he could mock the attacker's carelessness, he heard screams coming from behind him.
Damn, that guy was targeting Huntley!
"Steel" did not hesitate, but ran more decisively towards the alleyway blocked by the figure in black, without even looking back.
There is no need to think about this at all. Huntley's thorns are useful, but in front of the flames, they are just a decoration that will break at a touch. The opponent is obviously targeting this.
He now suspects that Lieyan has long known that the contact point has been lost, and this is an ambush against them!
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out who the strange adventurer was. There was no such person on the ship of "Vice Admiral Iceberg", and there was no such unfamiliar face among the adventurers who were good at using fire at sea.
The steely Maiviti's right hand was solidified with frost, and his left hand was surrounded by green and black energy, and he roared towards the figure in black.
As he ran wildly, the extraordinary power of "Steel" exploded, turning into a hurricane and sweeping around.
Beautiful and dreamy ice crystals and snowflakes filled the air. Transparent and crystal ice spread out from the ground following Maiviti's footsteps. The trees on both sides of the road were suddenly covered with white edges, and then quickly withered, revealing obvious signs of decay.
The lingering resentful spirits were awakened one after another, sobbing and screaming, dragging the alley into a gray, depressing and monotonous world.
At the end of the alley, Klein let the snowflakes fall on his shoulders, his thin figure gradually turned black, and his thin and cold face showed a tendency to melt.
He was like a thin piece of paper, helpless in the face of the cold temperature and moisture of the snowflakes, and turned into a part of the mud under his feet in just a few seconds.
Kick, kick, kick!
The violently running "Steel" suddenly stopped and stopped in front of the mud made by the adventurer, as if facing a formidable enemy.
He had never seen such an extraordinary ability, and he would not believe that the adventurer who had just shown great strength could be easily eliminated by his stress release ability.
Where have you been?
Maiviti's head turned rapidly, looking up and down in search of the dark figure.
Klein, who escaped from the alley with the help of the "paper man substitute", stood on the roof on one side of the alley, looking down at Maiviti's movements. He opened his arms and his left glove bloomed as brilliantly as the direct sun.
Maivit was stirred while stepping on the ice, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the sky. Suddenly, a pure and blazing beam of light fell from the sky above him, just covering him.
This sacred radiance enveloped "Iron" Maiviti, illuminating his dark skin. The pure energy evaporated the cold dark green wrapped around Maiviti's body, and suddenly became more turbulent.
Three, two, one... Klein counted the seconds in his mind, watching the struggling figure in the blazing light pillar. Following the spiritual guidance, he decisively switched to the grazing soul of "Creep Hunger" while holding the shadow.
The right hand of the long sword struck the ground, causing waves of echoes.
Gun smoke and crimson replaced the sun's radiance. After Klein's left hand was facing the beam of light that faded away, Maiviti, whose body was obviously melting, closed his palms and spat out an evil word.
"slow."
The flames that were pregnant with extremely high temperatures twisted and stretched, and a flame spear roared out, shooting at Maiviti, whose wounds on the body turned black instantly.
boom!
The flames exploded, waves of air flew across the sky, and the residual heat after the explosion burned the ground covered with ice and snow, constantly causing the sizzling sound of water and fire colliding.
Snapped!
A burst of orange-red flames rose up, and Klein walked out relying on the lit trees behind him, walking leisurely to the vicinity of Maiviti.
He looked at the charred corpse on the ground, whose original appearance could no longer be seen. His eyes stopped at the upper body that had been wiped out by the flames, and he couldn't help but fall into silence.
It seems to have gone too far. It was blown up like this. I'm afraid that even if I take it to collect the reward, someone will use excuses... Klein mentioned Maiviti's still intact legs with some distress, and the thoughts in his mind
The "creeping hunger" that noticed the change in the master's mood trembled, and the originally vibrant and dazzling crimson color quickly withered, and soon only the translucent flesh color of human skin remained.
Dragging Maiviti's mutilated body, Klein first bowed to the entrance of the alley, and then walked back to the depths of the alley.
Only a small corner of the thorn carpet that had previously covered the entire ground was left. Daniz, with an inconspicuous wound on his body, was sitting next to the two corpses, clasping his fingers with great interest, as if he was calculating this time.
reward.
Klein glanced at the scattered scalpels on the ground, threw the body in his hand towards Daniz, and asked coldly:
"Who has the lowest reward?"
"Calm Squall, of course."
Danitz was stunned by Klein's question and answered quickly.
"He only has fifteen hundred pounds, Huntley has about two thousand pounds, and McVitie has the highest, about six thousand pounds."
In other words, I will lose at least 7,500 pounds this time... Klein closed his eyes, ignored Daniz, and decisively mentioned Squall, who had the lowest bounty on his head. His left hand "squirmed" mentally.
"Hunger" noticed the master's will, and suddenly opened its illusory mouth excitedly.
Danitz, who was originally curious about Gehrman's intention, caught a glimpse of the bloody mouth emerging from the palm of the glove. His mood for watching the show suddenly disappeared. In panic, he turned his head sideways without losing embarrassment, and even thoughtfully grabbed Hunter.
Li's body was found, and he silently walked towards the planned escape route.
Watching the "creeping hunger" devouring flesh and blood, and Daniz gradually moving away, Klein sighed, a hint of helplessness appearing on his stern face.
"Fortunately, at least I got another grazing target and three extraordinary characteristics. It's not a complete loss."
As he spoke, he pointed his palm towards Maiviti's charred corpse that was not human in shape.