LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

When Pike, as a member of the Wind Leader Fleet, witnessed the spectacular scene of thousands of sails crossing and thousands of guns firing in Ionia thousands of miles away, he couldn't help but think back to his life.

Many, many years ago, Pike was not the ghost of Blood Harbor now, nor was he the famous "Wharf Bodhisattva" among the later leaders.

He was just a mortal back then.

When he was young, like most people in Bilgewater, he started out at the Slaughter Docks.

Every day, monsters caught from the deep sea are piled on the shore, waiting to be sent to the slaughterhouse for dismantling and processing, all day long.

The place where he worked was called Blood Harbor because even the waves could not wash away the constant flow of greasy blood between the wooden slats.

Pike still remembers the evening that changed his destiny.

"Here, your wages for this month." The fat foreman rummaged through his money bag and counted out a few Silver Krakens, then handed them to Pike with a look of disgust on his face.

"Thank you..." Pike stretched out his hands with some restraint.

Seeing the sticky blood on his hands, he instinctively wanted to shrink back and find a clean piece of cloth to wipe off.

But when he looked down, he saw that his body was already covered in thick and smelly blood, internal organs, sea animal feces, and all kinds of disgusting sea animal secretions.

Especially his old rain boots that were stained with spoiled meat crumbs - there were even maggots crawling on the uppers.

Pike shook his shoes a little sheepishly, but it was pointless. The working environment in the fishing factory was like this. If he shook off a few maggots, he would be able to get them all back after walking a few steps.

And, what are maggots? The parasitic worms that are thicker than human arms and are entangled in the stomachs of those giant sea beasts are what the fishermen really need to worry about.

Parker was used to it.

That is to say, those foremen who have been sitting in the office for a long time will be a little unaccustomed to it.

"Forget it." The fat foreman endured his nausea and threw the money into Pike's hand: "Take it."

"Yes." Pike carefully took the Silver Siren coins, and his mind was already rapidly planning a "happy life" for the next month.

He didn't have a wife or children to support, and his parents had long since died at sea, leaving no bodies behind.

When one person is fed and the whole family is not hungry, Pike's life is not stressful.

Moreover, the prices of grain and vegetables have also dropped a lot recently. If he saves a little, in the next month, when he eats the tooth-crushing black bread and smelly dried fish, he can have a bowl of hot fresh vegetable soup with it.

If you don't think about saving money at all and spend more money...then it's not impossible to buy a small piece of fresh sea animal meat for the tooth ceremony.

Thinking of this, Pike couldn't help but swallowed in anticipation.

He dealt with the carcasses of sea beasts every day, but he only ate spoiled sea beast meat scraps that even the Black Heart Fishing Factory refused to keep.

He had never tried what fresh sea animal meat tasted like.

This kind of noble and luxurious export product has always been enjoyed by the upper class people in the Peak District of Piraeus and the rich and wealthy people from overseas countries.

If one day he can...

"What are you still standing here for?" The fat foreman looked at him with dissatisfaction and interrupted his thoughts.

"I..." Pike returned to reality instantly.

He was still standing at the slaughtering dock where maggots were crawling and the air was smelly.

What appeared in his imagination, piled high on the shelves next to him, were the pieces of fresh sea animal meat that he had just butchered with his own hands.

There is also an eye-catching warning sign in scarlet writing on the side of the shelf, which reads:

"Those who steal flesh will die."

This sign is for those restless fishermen.

Pike wakes up. He knew he shouldn't think too much.

Vegetable soup with smelly dried fish was the limit of what he could enjoy in his life.

Why fantasize about sea beast meat? Even though his job is to be a sea beast butcher.

"..." There was silence for a while.

"Foreman." Suddenly, Pike clenched his fists.

As if he was still dreaming, he actually said to the foreman: "Can you help discuss with the manager and give me a little raise..."

"What?" The fat worker's avatar seemed to have heard some fantasy: "Are you crazy?! How much salary can a fisherman get in a month, but the bosses above set the amount! How dare you ask for more?"

"But..." Pike shrank his head in displeasure.

But he still couldn't suppress his dissatisfaction. This dissatisfaction has been accumulating in his heart for long enough.

He saw that those captains, even if they just sent a sea monster to the dock, could still earn a pocket full of golden Kraken coins from the fishing factory. The fishery sells a boatload of sea beast meat to Pi City, and can even exchange it for boxes of gold and silver treasures from the wealthy old men of Pi City.

But he was busy all day long and spent all his energy to deal with a sea beast, and all he got was just a few copper coins.

Why is this?

"Why?" the fat foreman said sarcastically, "because you have no ability!"

"If you have the ability to snatch the fishing factory from those bosses, then you can also earn boxes of treasures! If you can hunt sea beasts in the sea like those captains, then you can also earn a pocketful of gold coins!"

"But you don't have the ability! Do you understand? You're a waste!"

............................

Pike always remembered the words the fat foreman scolded him deeply.

To a certain extent, it was this guy's scolding that woke him up. In order to prove that he is not a waste, and to get rid of the mediocre and poor life, Parker chose an extremely dangerous path that could change his destiny——

He quit his job in the fishing factory, boarded a sea beast hunting ship, and became a sea beast hunter fighting for his life on the sea.

Few people dare to hunt in the traditional way from the Anaconda Islands: flying towards the prey, driving the drag hook into the monster's body with their bare hands, and then starting to dissect it alive.

Parker is fearless and extremely skilled. Therefore, the value of this harpooner has increased rapidly, and there is no golden siren at all.

At this time, he no longer had to worry about daily food and drink, and he could save money to buy a small house in a good area of ​​Bilgewater.

But this is not enough.

Pike knew that although he was already the best harpooner in Bilgewater, he was far from a wealthy man who could establish himself in Piraeus.

As soon as he stopped working, he would quickly say goodbye to his relatively comfortable life.

And his job is so dangerous, every hunt requires him to risk his life.

Parker doesn't want to die, he wants to live and become a rich man, have his own ship, and be his own boss.

Therefore, he has been looking forward to a hunt that can truly change his destiny.

On this day, the opportunity came.

"Two-eared fish! Oh my God, Mother Hu is here...what a big turtle-eared fish!"

A few days after setting sail, the hunting boat that hired Pike encountered a huge lobster fish at sea.

The fish is the most popular marine animal among merchants in Port Piraeus.

The green sacs taken from its saber-toothed mouth can purify different magical essences, so they are coveted by everyone in Runeterra. A small bottle of glowing green oil is enough to buy ten large ships plus their crews.

And now, what appears in front of Pike and others is a giant eared fish that has never been seen before. It was much larger and older than anything Pike had ever seen, with rows of green sacs exposed from its wide open mouth.

"With so many young people, even if we exclude the 95% taken by the captain, first mate, shipowner, and dock boss, as the chief harpooner, I can still get at least 1,000 gold sirens from the remaining profits. Coins. When the time comes..."

Then he can buy his own boat, be his own boss, and be the master of his own destiny!

Pike was completely fascinated by this wonderful future.

So, without hesitation, he jumped into the mouth of the behemoth with pierced ears, fighting with all his might for this precious opportunity to change his fate.

However, Pike ran out of luck this time.

Just as he was about to start working, a low tremor came from the end of the monster's deep throat. Then, foam rolled on the sea surface, and a large group of turtles appeared, rushing to collide with the ship.

"Pull him back, quickly, pull him back!" The sailors panicked and tried to take back the lifeline on Pike.

However, the captain's voice soon sounded: "What the hell! He is hopeless!"

"Hurry up and cut the rope! Otherwise, if the ship is damaged, all our wages will have to be used to compensate the ship owner!"

"..." Everyone on the deck suddenly fell into a terrible silence.

"No! No!" Pike stood in the mouth of the giant eared beast, looking desperately at what was happening in front of him.

He saw amidst the silence of the sailors, the frightened captain drew his sword and cut off his lifeline.

The last thing he saw before the monster closed its jaws was the horrified expressions of his crew as they watched him being swallowed alive by the monster.

Pike's dream, and his life as a human being, ended just like that.

.............................

But Parker's story doesn't end there.

The sea did not take away Pike's body and soul. Instead, it gave him a special power, turning him into a special existence that was half alive and half dead.

A new hunger seized Pike's mind, an impatience for revenge and punishment. He will fill the deepest trenches with the corpses of those who betrayed him.

Later, Pike's enemies were already dead.

But his punishment of sinners is far from over.

Over the past many years, Pike has returned to Bilgewater countless times to exact the bloodiest revenge on those sinners on his list.

As a result, Pike, whose memory was distorted by the abyss, did what many people failed to do - pierce fear deeply into the hearts of those profiteers, killers and scoundrels.

He is [Blood Harbor Ghost], the immortal punisher.

His punishment list is far from complete. His killing and revenge are far from over.

Until more than a month ago...

Pike ended his long hibernation in the abyss of the sea and returned to Bilgewater and Bloodport.

But he didn't kill anyone this time. He just sat quietly at the Blood Harbor Pier, looking confusedly at the world in front of him, which seemed to have suddenly become strange.

"Um..." An enthusiastic fisherman noticed this strange stranger who was dripping with sea water, as if an evil spirit had resurrected in the water: "Friend, do you need help?"

"..." Pike didn't answer.

"Okay..." The fisherman asked for trouble and planned to turn around and leave.

"Wait." Suddenly, Pike stopped the other party. This may be the first time in so many years since his death that he has taken the initiative to talk to a living person other than the target: "Can I ask you about a few people?"

"Of course." The fisherman looked over curiously.

"Captain Jack of the Sea Hunting Company, Boss Goby of the Trench Gang, Boss Seth of the Shipyard..." Pike reported the names of several big names in a row with his voice as hoarse as a demon from hell.

These names were all on his list in the past, but he had too many people to kill before and didn't have time to take his turn.

"Tsk..." The fisherman's face turned ugly when he heard these names: "You guys, why do you ask me for the names of dead people? They have died long ago."

"How did you die?" Pike asked.

"How else could he die?" The fisherman curled his lips: "He was on the list of leaders and was hung on a street lamp."

"..." Pike was silent.

That's it again. All the people on his list were cleared away in one fell swoop by those guys who claimed to be leaders.

It was only when he returned to Bilgewater this time that he discovered that no matter how many of his lists were cleared, there would always be more villains to fill the vacancies, actually...

"Empty...Empty?!" Pike's mind was in chaos.

In the huge Bilgewater, a famous lawless land and a den of pirates, there is not a single bad person to be found.

This was something that made Pike, the "blood harbor ghost", feel like he had seen a ghost.

"Where have they gone?!" Pike muttered to himself, driven by obsession, as if he was crazy.

"You..." the fisherman swallowed nervously: "Who are you talking about?"

"Those sinners!" Pike tightened his grip on the harpoon that never left his body: "Pirates, robbers, gangsters, murderers, brothel madams, gambling stall owners, black market profiteers, human traffickers..."

"They have all been liquidated!" The fisherman looked confused: "Don't you know? Gangplank has fallen long ago, and Bilgewater is now the territory of the Wind Leader Association."

"..." Pike couldn't understand it at all.

He had been active in Bilgewater for many years. He couldn't remember exactly how long that time was.

During this long period of time, Piraeus had no idea how many similar "changes of dynasties" had occurred.

Gangplank was not the first pirate overlord. From Pike's perspective, the so-called Pirate King of Piraeus is just a slightly outstanding one among the past overlords.

To this day, One Piece doesn’t know how many generations have passed. However, Piraeus has never changed.

No matter who is replaced by the person on the throne, there are still countless pirates, robbers, gangsters, profiteers...

His killings and punishments never stopped.

The bad guys fear the legend of the Blood Harbor Ghost. But while they were guilty and fearful, they did more evil unscrupulously.

A new king can't change anything.

Even a blood harbor ghost couldn't do it.

But why, if it were replaced by the Leader Association now, these sinners who stubbornly grow in this city like tumors can be eliminated to almost non-existence?

"Friend, are you a foreigner?" When Pike was confused, the fishermen couldn't help but curiously inquired about his origins.

"No..." Pike came back to his senses and replied in a hoarse and confused voice: "I was born in Bilgewater."

"Then why don't you understand the situation here at all?"

"I..." Pike struggled to organize those painful and distorted memories: "I haven't been back for a while."

"I see." The fisherman mistook him for a sailor from Piraeus who went out to sea.

Every year, Piraeus sees many wandering sailors who are forced into desperation for various reasons and can only venture overseas alone. Most of them will disappear at sea forever, and only a few lucky ones will return home alive.

"Where did you live before? Blood Harbor, Gray Harbor, Rat Town, or the slums at the bottom of the mountain?" The fisherman asked again casually.

"I..." Pike looked up at the Blood Harbor dock and murmured to himself: "It's right here, Blood Harbor. I worked at this slaughter dock a long time ago."

"Oh, it turns out he's an old-timer!" The young fisherman patted his chest excitedly: "I work here too!"

Parker: "..."

He heard happiness and contentment in the fisherman's voice.

But he really couldn't imagine how satisfying this kind of ghost job was.

"Hahaha, it's different now." The fisherman said with a sincere smile: "If you wander around your hometown more, you will slowly understand."

As he spoke, he generously took out a few shiny silver Kraken coins from his arms and handed them to Pike.

This guy also looked at Parker's tattered clothes and said in a familiar manner: "Friend, looking at you, you must have suffered a lot at sea in these years, right?"

"This little money is considered a gift from me. You find a place to have a good meal, change into clean clothes, and stop dressing up like this... To be honest, it looks really cool. frightening."

"I..." Pike was stunned for a moment.

He finally realized why the fisherman came to talk to him.

He was sitting on the roadside in rags and rags, looking like a beggar.

On the streets of Bilgewater today, beggars can really be regarded as a striking "rare animal".

But even so...

"You don't need to give me so much money, right?" Pike looked at the few Silver Siren coins in his hand, his eyes a little lost.

He did not forget: this was a huge amount of money that he had to earn after a month of hard work when he was working at the slaughterhouse.

"Hey, just take it!" But the young fisherman said, "I can earn back this little money in less than a day."

"How is this possible?" Pike felt that what he said was a lie: "You are a sea beast butcher, how can you make so much money?"

"Why?" the fisherman replied confidently: "Slaughtering sea animals is also a technical job. I have created such a high labor value, why can't I make so much money?"

Parker: "..."

He was silent for a long time before finally accepting this fact.

Bilgewater had changed, becoming incomprehensible to him.

A low-class person can actually live a good life by selling only his labor and skills instead of his life.

"Then what should I do in the future?" Suddenly, Pike fell into a daze.

It was for revenge and to punish the world that he survived these long years with his strong obsession.

Now that Bilgewater has become this puzzling appearance, even the water in Blood Harbor seems to have become a lot clearer... So is it necessary for him, the "Blood Harbor Ghost", to continue to exist?

"What on earth, what on earth..." Pike muttered to himself in confusion: "What on earth should I do?"

"Well..." the fisherman heard his sigh: "If I guess correctly, you should be an old sailor, right?"

"Yeah." Pike nodded slowly.

"That's enough!" the fisherman encouraged him enthusiastically: "The Wind Leader is currently fighting the Noxians over Ionia and is short of a large number of ships and sailors to support the Ionia battlefield. "

"If you are brave enough, you can join us to recruit temporary sailors and help the Wind Leader transport weapons and supplies to the Ionian front line!"

"You..." Pike was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the young fisherman in confusion: "You want to be a sailor?"

"Yes." The fisherman nodded solemnly.

"Leader's sailors are highly paid?" Pike asked doubtfully.

"Well..." the fisherman answered truthfully: "The salary of a sailor is quite high, but it is not as high as the income from my current job."

As a kind of light luxury food that sells well around the world, marine animal meat products have always had high product added value and profit margins.

Therefore, the average salary in this industry has always been astonishingly high.

It's just that until the arrival of the leader, the fishermen were a group of people who were averaged by the company's top management.

After the arrival of the leader, and the destruction of the so-called "corporate executives" who were actually pirates ashore, the median income of the entire sea beast aquaculture industry also increased astonishingly.

If you don't count the pension and only count the daily salary...then even the income of a Navy leader is incomparable to that of a sea beast butcher.

"Then why do you want to join the army?" Pike didn't understand even more.

You earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a month, why are you trying so hard to survive?

With this income, wouldn't it be a good idea to stay in Piraeus to clock in and enjoy life?

"Because..." the fisherman thought seriously: "I'm afraid they will come back."

"Who?" Pike was puzzled.

"Those people you just mentioned," the fisherman said: "Pirates, robbers, gangsters, profiteers...those vampires - if our struggle fails, then they will all come back."

"Comrade." Unknowingly, he changed his title: "Tell me, can I allow them to come back?"

Parker: "..."

He knew the answer to this question very well.

Then Pike fell silent. After a long time, he suddenly said: "I understand!"

"Huh?" The fisherman looked at him doubtfully.

"I understand, my list hasn't been finished yet! My mission hasn't been completed yet! My existence still has meaning!" Pike showed a ferocious smile.

He looked at the blue sea in front of him and said murderously: "There are still many damn people in the outside world who want to make Bilgewater, and this world, return to the way it was before... right? ?”

"Uh..." The fisherman didn't quite understand. But he still nodded: "Yes."

"Okay then -" Pike picked up the harpoon and stood up with red eyes: "Take me to apply for a job and find those people! I want to..."

"Drag them all down!"