Pirate’s Brood Order

Transformation (bad slave): The defective product of the alienated flesh and blood of the brood, an inferior servant that devours the host to make up for its own incompleteness, the current state is incubating: there is a certain chance of evolving into a high-level servant (the brood is not unlocked), and the remaining time is 47 hours 49 minute.

"It will take 2 more days!"

This time was earlier than he expected, he squinted his eyes and calculated in his mind, looking forward to the hatching the night after tomorrow.

late at night.

When the rain stopped, under the cold and dark air, the closed door of the hotel quietly opened a gap, and a figure slowly came out.

Under the dim moonlight, a hunchbacked silhouette was reflected, a cold, wrinkled cheek raised his head and looked towards the window on the third floor. The window was closed. He withdrew his gaze and walked out of the city.

On a beach outside the town, the wreckage of the Via, which was burned to ashes and washed out by heavy rain, stands quietly. The smell of charcoal floats with the air, and the inside of the broken shipwreck is burnt to mummified corpses, which is weird. The sound of several footsteps appeared.

On the sea near the island, a hazy shadow can be seen cruising back and forth.

Soon, the footsteps on the Via became more and more clear. Two stout men walked out of the wreckage. They wore short shirts and shorts with dark red silk scarves on their heads, and bloody skulls tattooed on their bare arms.

Pirates!

They didn't leave, just stood where they were, as if they were waiting for someone.

In a quarter of an hour.

The owner of the inn appeared, and he led the two pirates to the woods. There was a desolate field. The two pirates pulled out their scimitars from their pockets and began to plan the wet black soil.

The soil after soaking in the heavy rain was particularly soft, and soon a rotting corpse was revealed, and a damp stench filled the air.

"Is it the same group of people?" One of the pirates rolled over the corpse under his feet and asked with a frown.

"Hey, it's rare for people to come to this small island that's as big as a palm." The old man said with a dark smile: "The time when the shipwreck was burned and this body was buried should be about the same day. It's the people on that boat, I just don't know why they burned the boat?"

"Where is the person?"

"In my hotel, there were about 10 people. They thought they could hide it from me, but I saw it all. At first, two people came, and then seven or eight people came, and then another one died and was arrested. It's very interesting to be buried here." The old man's cloudy and dim eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Is it a colleague?" one of the pirates asked.

"It's not very sure, but it's definitely not a good thing." The old man kicked away the corpse under his feet, and said with a smirk: "It doesn't matter who they are, the unlucky people who enter this town will end up dead."

The two pirates looked at each other and left. They needed to pass the news back to the ship.

What they didn't notice was that there was a wet figure lying in a mud ditch not far from the corpse, quietly and motionless.

After a long while, the figure quietly got up, carefully made a big circle and then flew all the way back to the small town.

The old man walked slowly, returned to the hotel, opened the door and entered, in the darkness, he locked the door behind his back, and was about to turn around when the sound of dripping water came from behind him.

His face froze, he turned his head abruptly, the darkness was suddenly pierced by the light, the switch of the gas lamp was turned on with a "snap", and the room was immediately brightened.

"Old man, what are you going out to do if you don't sleep so late?"

He saw the expressionless man sitting where he usually sat, staring at him with a gentle face, holding a rag in his hand, slowly wiping the razor.

William stood beside Yarlin, he was soaked through, mud was sticking to the hems of his clothes and trousers, and mud spots and rainwater pooled under his feet.

The old man was stunned, and for a moment, his hair stood on end.

Turning his head, turning around, unlocking the lock, and then a broad palm rested on his shoulder, and his center of gravity pulled his body and fell back involuntarily.

"Want to run?"

Fick snorted coldly, grabbed and twisted the opponent's shoulders, shoveled his feet, and hit the back of his head on the ground. The old man was thrown in a mess.

"ah!"

Screaming in pain, the old man quickly got up from the ground, and rushed forward fiercely, Yarlin sat on the chair without changing his face, with a playful smile on his mouth: "Old man, you have quite strong bones. "

"Old thing, not honest." William's eyes lit up, and he compared himself to the devil's minion. He was always looking forward to expressing himself in front of his master. He blocked the opponent with a smirk, caught the opponent's arm with both hands and grasped it with five fingers, and raised his knee Kick it up hard.

"Aw!"

As if hearing the sound of something breaking, the old man's face turned pale green, and his body limply lay down on the ground, with intermittent inhalation sounds from his mouth.

"Now, can we talk properly?" The old man's howling was interrupted by a gentle voice, and he raised his head and looked at Yarlin with resentful and fearful eyes.

There was no trace of ferocity on this man's face from the beginning to the end, but inexplicably, the old man realized that this one was the most vicious guy among the three.

The blue eyeballs are as cold as a calm sea, and you don't need rough waves and storms to feel the bone-chilling coldness behind you.

"Who are you?" The old man avoided the other party's eyes and asked through gritted teeth.

Yarlin untied the bandage wrapped around the razor, and the blood-corroded bandage fell onto the old man's cheek. A stench like fermented blood poured into his mouth and nose, and the other party rushed into it together. Xu's voice: "There is no meaning to the question, but I can answer you, we are just lost in the sea."

The old man said nothing, just sneered.

"Then, if I said that it was an accident that we came to this island, and we are not interested in the secrets of this island at all, don't you believe me?"

Yarlin observed the other party's demeanor, and his heart kept sinking, "You don't plan to pursue the truth, just get rid of us, yes, this is indeed the simplest and most complete solution."

The old man turned his head sideways, letting the bandages on his face fall to the ground, with an excited and cruel smile on his face: "You are right, this island is only allowed to enter and not to exit, no matter what reason you come here, the captain will not I'll let you go away alive."

"No wonder you didn't block the colored stone mine, because what you blocked was the entire island. Hey, what a big deal." Yarlin frowned slightly: "Is the Tiago Chamber of Commerce? No, what you just said Is it the captain? Are you pirates?"

"Is the Thiago Chamber of Commerce colluding with pirates? It's getting more and more interesting?" Yarlin licked his lips, his eyes gleamed with cunning, but his tone was gloomy and cold: "Since we are all dead, you don't mind letting us do it?" Do you understand?"

"Answer me a question, I can let you leave alive..."

"Huh?" The old man's eyes widened immediately, and he stared at Yarlin, "Are you sure you will let me go?"

"Of course, I never lie." Yarlin spoke righteously, with a bright smile on his face.