Werewolf hunting rules

The most important generator of the cargo ship is stacked in the cabin to avoid water intrusion, while the fuel filling bin is fixed on a column behind the driver's seat. The transparent outer wall of the whale oil tank makes the amount of fuel inside clear at a glance.

There were almost no ripples on the viscous liquid surface, and the sound of the boat parting the water was silent, like listening to someone urinate through a wall.

There is an iron roof above the front half of the boat to protect it from wind and rain. It also makes the boat look like an old slipper. The crest of the Conglione family is also painted on the outside. There were many barrels and boxes stacked in the dark hull, as well as a wooden shelf filled with densely packed cans of whale meat. They were supplies prepared for drifting on the water for many days.

Julius originally wanted to rent one of those boats that seemed to be relatively advanced, but he didn't expect the price to be high, so he could only choose this second-best boat type.

However, this kind of cargo ship is still much faster than traditional ships that need oars.

The tall captain who was steering the boat - if he could be considered a captain when driving such a small boat - was hunched over, almost pressing his face against the glass, concentrating on observing the water in front of him, with various instrument panels on the helm on his chest. There was a buzzing sound under the dial, and dozens of hands seemed to be spinning around erratically.

Julius sat on the ground behind the driver's seat, leaning against a barrel and drowsily hugging his knees.

Although he had no companions around him, since he was already on the ship, it would be difficult to encounter any other troubles on the way. At the current speed, he could reach the port of Helet in two days.

When he returns to Sasha City, he won't have to worry about the impact of that mark. In addition to his father, he can also rely on his teacher - the lady is a student of the Soul Reaver in the Council of Thirteen, although these few In recent years, wizards from the colonies have stolen a lot of limelight in the imperial court, but Strath has always been the most influential wizarding sanctuary in the country.

Through this channel, he could report to the queen the fact that the Weiaudians killed the imperial envoy.

As long as he returns to Sasha City

Peng!

The hull suddenly shook, then tilted, and Julius rolled directly from the middle to the stern.

The sudden impact left him no time to react, and he could not see what caused the accident. Apart from the sound of collisions with debris scattered on the floor, he could hear the captain's heart-rending roar in his ears.

"Grass! My boat!"

Then there was the sound of the steering wheel turning violently, and the bow of the ship was pressed down again. Julius's action of holding on to the edge of the ship to get up was interrupted. He rolled again and returned to the position where he was sitting just now.

"Well, it's not a loss." He muttered and got up, surprised to find that he wasn't angry.

"What happened?" he asked the captain.

The captain didn't answer him, but lowered his head and manipulated the steering wheel wholeheartedly, but it didn't help. Another fierce collision followed. This time Julius stood firm. He held on to the wall next to him and looked through the iron wall on the opposite side. The source of the impact can be seen through the empty strip above.

A real speedboat is ramming them.

It also uses a quieter motor as a driving force, and is smaller and faster than this cargo ship. The captain Julius rented has tried hard to get rid of it, but the two impacts just now made the ship they were on Injured, the speed is getting slower and slower.

The attacking enemy seemed to be very familiar with machinery. Two consecutive impacts directly broke the fuel pipeline inside the hull.

Milky whale oil added with fluorescent agent leaked into the black river water from the broken pipe at the stern of the ship, and spread like blood. Of course, the people inside the ship could not see this, but they could see the liquid level in the tank in the fuel filling bin. It began to descend at a speed visible to the naked eye. Julius's eyes widened. He could even see a small pumping vortex inside.

The small boat did not hit again, and surrounded the side like sharks attracted by the smell of blood, waiting for the cargo ship to completely lose power.

What are the pirates in the river called? ——Julius began to think about this problem.

Since there was no way to run away, it was useless to be anxious. He understood this deeply, so it was better to think of something relaxing to adjust his spirit, so as not to be in a hurry and unable to cast a spell.

The cargo ship is getting slower and slower, like a beast that has lost too much blood and is no longer brave.

"This special code is worse than burning a boiler!"

The captain slammed the instrument panel, roared loudly, and put his hand on the steering wheel again, but this time it was turned in the opposite direction.

Putting aside all worries and with fearless determination and courage, the cargo ship in turn collided with the unknown speedboat.

But if determination and courage could accomplish anything, people would not say "this is a material world."

The bloodless beast struggled to catch up, but could not catch up with the small and agile predator. It was always floating at a point in front of the cargo ship, but no matter how hard it tried, it could not catch up.

And the ship's "blood" is still flowing.

"Maybe we should save a little gas," Julius suggested.

As the speed slowed down and the hull became more stable, he could stand up straight without holding anything on.

After hearing his suggestion, the captain's face turned back. His bald face looked extremely angry: "There is plenty of whale oil stored on the ship, but if the ship is not repaired, as much as it contains will leak!"

"Then let's wait here. No matter what they want, they will definitely send someone up to negotiate terms and get things."

"This is the fucking Conlione ship!" the captain roared back to Julius. After yelling, he reached into the box next to the driver's seat, took out a double-barreled pistol, and walked towards the stern of the boat while loading and reloading.

Julius shrank into the pile of boxes tied with ropes, hoping that these things could serve as cover.

Finally, the cargo ship stopped, and the speedboat circled around it but did not stop. When it turned to a blind spot, the sound of breaking waves suddenly began to approach.

Julius and the captain's faces suddenly changed. They thought of the other party's purpose at the same time, but it was too late to prepare.

Moreover, they did not know how to resist such an attack.

Moment————

The sound of metal deformation sounded continuously, and the cabin protection on the side of the cargo ship was broken. The sharp bow of the speedboat cut into the outer protection composed of iron sheets and wood at full speed and inserted into the cabin.

A hand stretched out from the crack in the cabin.

The captain fired two shots at the crack without hesitation. Each of his bullets hit the flesh. The first enemy who tried to board the ship staggered a few steps out of the crack, and then fell forward, forming a pool of blood under his body.

Then the second hand appeared.

Not afraid of the threat of shooting, the new figure followed his companions without hesitation, but he had no respect for his recently dead companion. When he stepped into the cabin from the bow of the speedboat, his first step was on his companion's body.

The man staggered, his steps were like a drunk, his face was pale and sweaty, and his expression did not look like he wanted them to fight. His eyes were not looking at them, but at a certain place in the void.

But if you look closely, you can find something extraordinary about him.

For example, his thin clothes, his eyes emitting dim light, and the syringe inserted into his neck.

The thumb of this unknown person pressed the root of the syringe, pushing the unknown liquid inside into the blood vessels, and when the liquid inside was completely absorbed into his body, he pulled out the syringe and threw it aside.

"Ugh--"

He suddenly retched, and then trembled all over, tears and snot overflowed on his face, looking extremely embarrassed. But there was no discomfort on his face. Instead, he had a smile that best represented joy, as if he had entered paradise.

Seeing his performance, Julius and the captain did not relax, but shuddered at the same time.

"Key Group!"

If Strass is the most powerful wizard organization, then the Key Group is the craziest wizard organization. They are a mercenary group of all wizards. There are very few people in this world who truly have complete wizard talents, but the Key Group has a way to "transform" wizards.

Those with incomplete talents can also become wizards with the help of this method - temporarily.

This method is to inject hallucinogens.

The key to wizards casting spells is willpower and emotions, and hallucinogens can manipulate people's minds at will, pushing these two keys to the extreme. Hallucinogens that are almost lethal to ordinary people can push their spellcasting ability to the extreme.

Incomplete talents are also enhanced to the point where they can cast spells, and the power of wizards who already have complete talents can jump up half a level.

The price of power is madness and a rapidly shortened lifespan, but wizards who inhale a large amount of hallucinogens no longer care about this price. They can't even figure out whether everything they see is true or false, whether they are dead or alive, and they just want to get more hallucinogens to continue this wonderful experience.

Facing these wizard mercenaries who are famous for their madness, the captain no longer hesitates or hesitates. His body suddenly expands and turns into a werewolf two circles smaller than Clayton and pounces on the enemy.

Julius didn't care about being surprised by the fact that the captain was a werewolf. He raised his hands and pinched his spellcasting gesture, muttering something in his mouth, ready to subdue the other party with the most powerful spell.

The wizard of the key group looked at the two people with his eyes, raised one hand slowly, and drew his fingers from left to right on the floor in front of him.

On the floor of the cabin, the line he drew in vain immediately changed.

The wood and iron sheets turned into soft wax. The heavy water pressure pressed the bottom of the boat. The strips of wax were squeezed out from the joints. Driven by the wizard's magic power, the water that was supposed to pass through the hole rushed into the cabin crazily. They rushed out from the long gap from bottom to top, forming a blade made of water, which chopped the werewolf flying in the air and blocked Julius's sight.

As soon as his vision was blocked, Julius opened his spiritual awareness and continued to lock on his opponent.

Although his spellcasting power was not as strong as the opponent's, and although the surrounding iron hindered his performance, he believed that his fighting wisdom would not be inferior to that of a drug-taking madman.

Until three seconds later, Julius' confidence was broken by a third hand that stretched out from the crack in the cabin.

There are other members of the key group!