In the morgue, a few left-behind transformants stood at the door like sculptures, and Fick sat cross-legged on the ground dozing off.

William and the ship doctor were not so hearty. They were in similar situations, so they naturally got close to each other and whispered to each other.

"You said, why did he let us stay in the house and not move?" The ship doctor's face was a little nervous and ugly.

William frowned and glanced at the ship doctor, then at Fick, who was dozing off, before he lowered his voice and said, "Don't think about it, it will kill you."

"Yarlyn must have other secrets that he doesn't want us to know." William was full of chills: "We better not want to know."

The ship doctor understood and nodded in agreement.

At this moment, the transformed body standing at the door suddenly dispersed, the door was pushed open, and Yaerlin walked in.

William, the ship's doctor, and Fick all stared at Yaerlin in stunned eyes, and then heard the other side say: "Everything is ready, then set up the battlefield for tomorrow morning's decisive battle."

"Yarlin, how did you get so strong?" Fick rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled.

William and the ship doctor looked at each other, but neither dared to ask.

"Haha~ I'll explain it to you when I get a chance, and act now." Yaerlin casually said, some secrets and cards are that the less people know about them, the safer they will be.

"Eight, two more than when we went out, just two more." William remembered that there were at least 10 pirates alive on the Via, if he understood.

"What needs to be done?" the ship doctor asked.

"Well, all the corpses on the deck are used, and all the sundries on the table are taken out to fill the entire deck for me. I don't want Captain Via to have too many places to stay."

The ship doctor and William hurriedly took orders to go out to make arrangements.

Fick yawned, picked up a wooden barrel and walked out. When passing by, he paused for a while, and said apprehensively, "Yarlin, are you sure, Via is very powerful."

"Don't worry." Yaerlin touched his eyelids habitually, and his tone was inexplicable: "Left and right are just blind."

The sky is gradually getting brighter.

The whistling sea breeze reverberated on the deck, making a whistling sound when it touched the messy corpses and debris.

Yarlin leaned back against the stern of the ship, and a row of transformed bodies in front of him surrounded him in a semi-circle and wrapped it in the center. The second deck near the bow of the ship in the distance, the door of the captain's room was still tightly closed.

Tread... pat...  

Wet footsteps came from the other end, Bill Kong swung his arms, stopped at the door, and immediately pressed his palms on the door.

"Zi La~"

The door was pushed open, and the faint morning light shone through Bill's back, reflecting a figure on the bed that suddenly stood up.

"What's up?"

Via is really invisible, otherwise, he wouldn't have such an indifferent reaction.

Bill didn't say a word. He couldn't tell who was standing at the door. He frowned slightly, and clenched his fingers on the hilt of the sword. He raised his head and stared straight at the door with his black and white eyes.

"What's the matter?" he asked again.

The heavy stamping sound was like a cloth being torn. It was the sudden friction between the soles of the feet and the deck. Via's heart sank, and he immediately turned to the side, raised his hand, and stabbed the sword straight and diagonally.

Pfft!

The sound of the sharp blade piercing into the flesh was very familiar, but Via's heart tightened suddenly. He was very sensitive to changes in the sound, and the sound was not right.

It was not the sound of cutting fresh flesh. The sound had a dullness to it. Instead, it sounded like the blade had chopped through frozen dead flesh, and there were tiny ice slugs between the flesh membranes blocking the blade.

It wasn't ice slag, but a touch of dense black threads.

He drew his sword, slid down his feet, and twisted the blade to draw a black arc.

Chi...click.

The palm was cut off, and the black threads that connected it were broken one after another, volleying like a living thing and drilling back into the flesh, the severed palm fell on the bed, and the blood was pitch black.

The severed wrist exposed the bones, and the wrist did not shake at all, and brazenly grabbed Wea's throat.

The ferocious wind stabbed him into numbness in his neck, and fine goose bumps rose up. Via's complexion changed drastically, and the blade whistled, passing from bottom to top.

The triangular blade pierced the wrist, pinning it firmly in mid-air.

Twist the sword!

Bone stubble splashed, flesh and blood sprayed on Wea's face, with a grin on his face, the blade of the sword turned into a snake of black light and stretched upwards, from the wrist to the shoulder and arm.

"Hiss.... chi chi... squeak..."

The entire arm was shaved into scum, black, red and white mixed in the air, Via's wrist turned, and the high-speed rotating blade slashed horizontally.

Gollum...

The heavy object rolled to the ground, and the headless corpse stood on the spot. Suddenly, the right arm ejected five fingers and stabbed the knife straight.

Via's face changed drastically, he pulled away and retreated violently. The blade danced continuously into a black mist, and the blood mist intertwined in front of him. After a while, he stopped.

The heavy object in front of him smashed to the ground, but his entire chest was hollowed out. It was filled with white bone residue and a pool of black tentacles. There was the sound of a ball leaking from the innermost heart, and the viscous juice flowed smoothly. Flowing out of the sword hole.

The ball became shrivelled, reflecting some kind of hideous corpse inside~lightnovelpub.net~ Via couldn't see such a terrifying and bizarre picture, but the picture he had imagined in his mind was enough to make him tremble.

"What the **** is this?"

Via wiped away the blood that was splattered on his face, and the whole person looked like an evil spirit and walked outside with a sword in hand.

"It can't be a living person, it's..." Via's heart jumped, he stood at the mast on the second deck, and shouted: "Come here for me the ship doctor."

The sound echoed throughout the Via.

Silence, dead silence.

There was no response, not only the ship doctor, but also the other pirates, as if no one heard the sound of the series of fights just now.

It was as if the entire Via was an empty ship at all.

The stench of blood from last night's fight and the stench of rotting corpses permeated the deck, and Via's face turned pale.

I am most afraid that the air will suddenly become quiet.

The whirring sea breeze is like the whimper of the devil.

Via grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with five fingers and walked towards the deck step by step. He walked very carefully, and the sword was slowly exploring forward on the ground, while the five fingers of his left hand were also opening and closing, a line of fishing lines that were difficult to discern with the naked eye. Surrounding him, it was like countless sensitive tentacles were observing the dangers hidden in the air.

Bang!

It was a chair that fell on its side and was picked up by him with a sword. Via wondered why there was an extra chair on the deck, and then stabbed a dead body with a sword.

It was a real corpse. The face of the corpse had already decayed, and some maggots crawled out of its nostrils.

"Dead man!"

"Just a dead man!"

Via breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He now regrets not ordering the crew to clean up the bodies into the sea last night.