Chapter 611 'Escape'

"who…"

  Glid immediately followed in the direction where the figure flashed,

  What he didn't realize was that since boarding this cruise ship, his ability as a bloodman seemed to be sealed. If it was his normal state, he would be able to catch up with the opponent in an instant.

   Now Glider has become like an ordinary human, running at almost the same speed.

   But he himself didn't realize that there was any inappropriateness or violation. In Glid's eyes, everything that happened was 'natural', and the bright moon on the sea could always calm him down.

   When Glid chased to the corner, the other party had already run into the cabin, and he could only see the other party's heels.

   But this time I can see more clearly, the white and delicate heels are not wearing shoes and stepping on the ground,

  Is it William's? He wasn't sure, but felt more like a well-maintained nobleman.

   Keep chasing,

  The obsession to 'kill William' became stronger under the moonlight and the sound of the waves, and even took root in his mind, forcing him to acquiesce that the mysterious man he was chasing was William.

   But every time you catch up to a corner or the stairs, you can only see the opponent's "feet".

   Chased all the way to the cargo hold at the bottom of the cruise ship, where large cargo wrapped in black cloth was piled up, and there was even a stink in the air.

   Just when Glid thought he had lost his target, a breath of cold air came from behind him, and before he could react...a sharp fire ax had already fallen.

   "beheading"

   head slipped,

  Before the vision was completely closed, only the mysterious man in a raincoat was seen dragging his headless corpse into a shelf beside him, and then walked over to pick up the head.

  Grid's consciousness began to blur, and he died again before his head was picked up.

  Consciousness flows into the darkness,

   When the moonlight came into his eyes again, he suddenly woke up from the wooden boat.

   "What the **** is going on...I was attacked from behind by William?"

  Glid touched the back of his neck and confirmed that it was intact, when the mysterious cruise ship appeared on the sea again.

  Choose to step on the ship again, because he really doesn't know where else to go besides boarding the ship.

   This time, Glider no longer chased recklessly, but followed the "figure" carefully. Now it is certain that the other party is deliberately luring him to go below the cabin.

  No matter how slowly he walks, every time he can see the other party deliberately staying at the corner or at the heel of the stairs, it is obvious that he is deliberately leading.

  Glid hid a table knife of appropriate length in his trouser waist when he passed by a metal dining car.

   Come to the cargo hold layer again,

  He was always on guard against his surroundings and came to the place where he died last time. This time, the 'mysterious man' did not show up for a long time.

  After waiting for a long time to make sure that no one approached, recalling the scene of the other party stuffing his body into the cargo, Glid, full of curiosity, lifted the black cloth covering the large cargo.

"this!"

  The scene in front of him stunned him,

  The shelves are filled with dead bodies, and all the dead bodies are his own.

   Just as Glid was in a daze, the mysterious man approached behind his quiet bare feet, and swung his ax... Maybe it was a precaution in advance, or maybe it was an instinctive reaction.

  Grid lowered his head abruptly.

   Click!

  The fire ax failed to hit and split into the pile of corpses, and was briefly trapped in it due to excessive force.

Chance!

  Grid took out the table knife with his backhand, and relied on his fighting instinct to insert it into the temple of the person behind him...

  At this moment, a ray of moonlight seeped in and just shone on the face of the mysterious man.

  The mysterious man with the table knife also has the same face as Glider, but the whole person looks very vicissitudes, and his eyes are full of madness and unwillingness.

  With stubble all over his face and expired and moldy food remaining at the corner of his mouth, he seems to have lived on the ship for a long time.

  Even with a knife in his temple, he still stood still and muttered almost paranoidly:

   "The last three are still short, the last three! As long as I dedicate it to the sea and the moon, I can leave...why..."

   As soon as the voice fell,

  Glid slapped his head, and slapped the knife into his brain.

  Looking at the 'self' lying on the ground with brains overflowing, Glid suddenly realized that he seemed to be trapped in some illusion, trapped in this strange black ocean.

   "The last three, leave...what the **** happened to me?"

  He pulled out the fire ax for self-defense, returned to the original deck position, and looked at the vast and boundless black sea,

  Unexpectedly, a wooden boat approached in the direction of his gaze.

   And the person sitting on the canoe is himself!

  In an instant, his thoughts were strung together, or 'passively' strung together under the moonlight.

"Could it be that as long as I kill enough of myself, I can get out of the sea and escape from this illusion? There are three left that I emphasized in the 'I' just now, that is to say, I only need to kill the last three to be satisfied." conditions?

   What to do for now, if it doesn’t work, think of another way. "

  Looking at the approaching wooden boat,

  Grid made up his mind, and immediately ran towards the side corridor of the cruise ship, covering himself with a raincoat hanging in the aisle to hide his face, so as not to be recognized by the other party.

   Also choose to take off shoes to reduce footsteps.

  When it was confirmed that the other self was on the deck, he deliberately exposed his footsteps for a moment to attract the other party until he was led to the bottom and beheaded.

   I don’t know how long it has passed,

   Each time you kill yourself, it will be more difficult than the previous one, and it may not be successful.

  Blood-covered 'Grid' finally killed three of himself and stuffed them into the cargo rack, found the joystick and threw all the cargo into the sea as a so-called 'sacrifice'.

  By the time he returned to the deck again, he couldn't remember which Glider he was. The only thing he knew was that he had done it and fulfilled the 'requirement' he heard from nowhere.

  The bright moon hanging over the sea is no longer hazy, but gradually becomes clearer, showing deep hollow eyes, a high nose bridge and a creepy smile.

   Staring at Greedy Greed, as if satisfied with the sacrifice he gave.

   Hum! A single ray of light fell on him, the black sea disappeared, and Glid returned to reality.

  Standing in the depths of the dilapidated and ruined mansion - [Underground Church], and standing right in the center of the altar, all thoughts, memories, and the ability to be a blood people all returned to normal.

   And on the bench that was tens of meters away and not damaged by falling rocks,

  William, with a curved corner on one side of his head, was looking at him with a smile, even clapping his hands, as if he had just watched a very good performance.

  Glid's eyes widened. He never imagined that he, who had turned on the blood costume and even absorbed two of his kind, would still be hit, and would be trapped so deeply.

   But he didn't panic, as long as he didn't die, it didn't matter how weird things happened.

He immediately looked up to check the silver frame, and slowly relaxed when he saw that "half" of the epidemic fluid was left. He even took out a pure white needle from the treasure house and inserted it between the eyebrows to improve concentration and reduce the influence of illusion The probability.

  Next is the real combat moment,

Before the fight started, he still asked curiously: "How did you do it... I was wearing golden eyes and a blood outfit, and I fell into the illusion without seeing anything. Even though William, you became Yue's spokesperson for a short time, It’s impossible to have such an exaggerated ability, right?”

  William on the bench got up slowly, and said with a smile:

   "Isn't the answer to the question in your own head? Greed, because you are too greedy, and you even have to absorb and drain your own kind, that's why you ended up like this.

  Unbridled greed has already completely lost you, Grid.

  The two earls who were in charge of guarding the passage didn't just have brain problems. Their organs, nerves, and flesh and blood were all contaminated with the "Moon of the Dead Sea".

   Being completely inhaled by you, isn't it equivalent to leaving double for the next person? If you don't fall for the illusion, who will?

  Your realm is higher than mine. I didn't consider using illusion to deal with you. Who knew you would be so greedy. At this time, you are still thinking of greedy for the blood of the same kind.

  People like you can become the 'Seven Marquises'... No wonder the blood people will exterminate their clan. "

  (end of this chapter)