Chapter 42: Higanbana Slave Ship

After stepping over the four corpses, Bruch looked up and saw more than a dozen guards rushing up.

But when the guards saw the four corpses under his feet, they were a little timid, and the leaders turned pale.

But they turned their heads and looked at the people behind them, and they felt a little more confident.

No matter how strong the man on the opposite side was, could he withstand the siege of more than a dozen of them?

Thinking of this, they roared, raised their shields and weapons and rushed towards Bruch.

Looking at the guards rushing towards him, he smiled coldly.

It was just right to test how strong his blood domain had become after breaking through.

He raised his right hand and clenched it into a claw. The blood of the four guards instantly turned into a blood line and wrapped around his right hand.

"Go!"

With a low shout, the blood line immediately shot towards the dozen guards in front of him like a bullet.

Swish, swish!

The blood lines split into hundreds and thousands, like spirit snakes, piercing through the bodies of the guards in their horrified eyes.

In just a moment, more than a dozen guards died.

The death was extremely strange, the dry body had no blood, and fell to the ground like a piece of ceramic smashed to pieces.

The blood lines became more vivid, brighter, and more numerous, and more flexible.

Bruch commanded the blood lines to open the way in front, and he followed behind.

The oncoming enemies or guards were pierced through the head by the blood lines as soon as they saw Bruch, and turned into a withered look.

In this way, he came all the way to the bottom of the cabin.

But the noise coming from here was the most.

The people inside seemed to be unaware of Bruch's arrival, and they were still shouting and playing.

"Sixty-seven arrows, many Earl La, your arrows are leading, and you are temporarily the first!" A loud voice sounded, as if an important event was announced, and it was exciting.

"Hahaha!"

"Haha! Don't be too proud, Mr. Duo. I've also shot 62 arrows. It's still unclear who will win or lose!"

"Change one, change one for me. This one is too weak. It died after more than 30 arrows."

"Yes"

Bruch stopped outside the red door, and the sound from inside came into his ears through the crack of the door.

It seemed like some game was being held.

But it shouldn't be a good game.

He heard the word death inside.

Commanding the bloodline to open the red door, Bruch saw the scene inside

Crack!

The wooden floor under his feet instantly cracked!

The air was instantly filled with a deadly atmosphere, and only an invisible murderous intent was slowly rising.

Angry!

Bruch looked at the scene inside with bloodshot eyes.

He didn't expect that after opening the door, it would be like this.

A dozen people dressed in gorgeous aristocratic clothes sat on both sides, and there were all kinds of delicacies in front of them.

There was a path paved with red carpet between them.

At the end of the path were a dozen pillars connected up and down, and people were tied to the pillars with iron chains.

Some were terrified, some were numb, and some were motionless, unconscious or dead.

Without exception, they were all pierced with various short arrows.

And the source of these short arrows was several nobles on the other side of the red carpet path.

They were holding crossbows and shooting at these tied people.

They were all smiling, as if they were playing some fun game.

Seeing this scene, Bruch's anger was instantly filled, and he stepped into the gate step by step with a gloomy face. The blood lines around him seemed to feel that the owner was angry, flying up and down, and he looked like a demon god.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the nobles inside all turned their heads and looked at the door, and the nobles holding crossbows were no exception.

When they saw the person coming, they were all full of questions.

Who is this person?

I have never seen him before

One of the nobles holding a crossbow shouted loudly:

"Who are you? Don't you know that you can't just come in here? Get out of here right now."

Maybe it was because of the lighting, the place where Bruch entered was dark, and except for the vague figure, there was no blood line around him.

Otherwise, they would have been scared.

A guard-like man said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, noble lords, this may be a newcomer who is ignorant. I will teach him a lesson!"

After saying that, he looked at the nobles around him with a smile on his face, and then strode towards the unknown figure.

Just as he walked quickly to the door, he suddenly stood there motionless!

The nobles around were still waiting for him to drive out this unknown person quickly so that they could continue the game. Seeing him motionless, they were suddenly impatient and angry.

"Hurry up, do you still want it?"

The nobleman who was speaking halfway, his mouth trembled and he couldn't speak.

The guard-like man stood there for a long time, then slowly fell to the ground. What was even more terrifying was that the guard broke into pieces after falling to the ground.

Broken?

The nobles around were all horrified. Only then did they feel the murderous intent in the air, which came from the figure.

At this time, even a fool would know that the visitor was not kind, let alone these nobles who claimed to be superior.

"Who are you?"

A noble pointed at the figure at the door with a crossbow in his hand and asked tremblingly.

The figure didn't speak, but just slowly stepped with heavy steps.

Tap, tap, tap~

The ground shook, and every step was like a stone, hitting the hearts of the nobles, and they gradually couldn't breathe.

The figure slowly walked out of the darkness and into the light.

Only then did they see the person in front of them clearly. The red pupils and bloody whites of the eyes swept across the nobles in front of them like an evil ghost.

The blood lines around him waved and surged.

As if there were tiny red snakes in the air, the bloody and ominous breath instantly filled the whole place.

"Ghost, ghost!"

Some of the more timid nobles looked at the person who walked in with horror, and their bodies slowly trembled and moved backwards.

Some of the timid ones were even scared to pee their pants.

However, there were also nobles who were brave enough.

A noble holding a crossbow looked at the figure in front of him, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he pulled the trigger of the crossbow in his hand.

Whoosh!

The short arrow shot out, and the corner of the noble's mouth showed a slight cruel smile.

Hum! No matter what you are, die!

However, his face soon stiffened, and he looked at the figure in front of him with a dull face.

In front of him, a red shield made of blood blocked his crossbow, and a thin line shot out from the shield and headed straight for him.