Extraordinary Sailing

　　 in an empty warehouse in the factory area.

　　 A group of sea hunters finally got a rest after a long journey on the sea. As for the dilapidated warehouse, which does not even have a bed, it is not a problem at all for them who are used to food and sleeping.

"Tonight, everyone will work harder. Divide into two groups of people to watch the night according to the highest alert level, one in the first half of the night and the other in the second half of the night. When the transaction is completed tomorrow, in addition to the one that everyone deserves, I invite everyone to the'Pink House' Drink for three days, I will treat!"

　　 "Long live the boss!"

"awesome....."

　　 "No problem, boss rest assured to leave it to us."

　　 Stanley boosted the morale of his men. In order to ensure that there was no problem in the last night before the deal, he decided to lead the team to watch the whole night.

　　 For an official knight with a strong body, staying up all night is nothing.

　　 A bonfire was raised, and after a hastily settled the supper with the dry food, dozens of people formed a big circle. A group of people seized the time to lie on the ground to rest, a group of people stared at the box without doing anything, ready to relay.

　　 step on... step on... step on...

　　 Even if there is a person holding the box and the two of them keep walking around in the warehouse, the sea hunters who have been tired for a long time will not be affected and quickly go to sleep.

　　 "Hoo——zzZZ..."

　　 After a while, there were snoring in the Kung Fu warehouse.

　　 The handover tonight was very smooth. Since I arrived at the warehouse at about nine o'clock in the evening, the handover has been successfully completed three times, and no accidents have occurred.

　　 The time has gradually come to one o'clock in the morning, when normal people are most thirsty.

　　 Stanley, who has completed the extraordinary transformation, is full of energy, even if he doesn't sleep for several days, he is undoubtedly the most sober one here.

　　 Stanley breathed a sigh of relief as his companions kept moving and completed the shift. When he got up, he habitually looked around at his night companion, but soon discovered something was wrong.

　　 "Where did Todd go?!"

　　 Stanley's face changed slightly, and his long adventure career gave him extraordinary intuition and vigilance. After discovering that the key person Todd was not in the warehouse, he immediately became alert.

　　 Whether it is this temporary shelter or the subsequent buyer, Todd, who remains alone on the shore, is responsible for the arrangements. Although Todd has always been a confidant of his own, but if something goes wrong with him, the consequences will be the most serious!

　　 He immediately whispered to his men next to him: "Go, call everyone up, be careful, don't make any noise."

"Well..."

　　 In the long-term common exploration career, the sea hunters have had enough tacit understanding, and they have recovered their sobriety without making any noise, except for the three people who are still in charge of holding the box, all gathered around Stanley.

　　 Stanley made a gesture, and the group of people quickly sorted their weapons without asking more questions.

　　 muskets, bows and arrows, crossbows, spears, knives, swords, sea hunters have a wide variety of weapons, and each has its own characteristics. But they are all equally efficient, skilled and cooperative.

　　 Then, under the command of Stanley, the three people who were still circling the circle moved quickly toward the side of the warehouse. As an experienced old sea hunter leader, Stanley had already surveyed the terrain when he moved in.

　　 There is a small gate here, which leads to the depths of the factory area, where there are many buildings extending in all directions. If there is an accident, it is very helpful for the team to escape.

　　 I have to say that as a qualified leader, Stanley responded quickly, but for a betrayer who knew him well... it was far from enough!

　　 Before they could move to the door, the doors on both sides of the warehouse had been suddenly opened at the same time.

　　嘭——

　　 In the gloomy night, the door was already crowded with noble private soldiers in black armor.

　　 They squatted on the ground, holding a sophisticated heavy hand crossbow. Even in the moonless night, the triangular arrow clusters of the crossbow flashed with cold light.

　　 There is no willingness to talk.

　　 "Shoot!"

　　 "Whoo!" "Whoo!" "Whoo!"...

　　 The endless bursts of crossbow arrows are not comparable to ordinary guns in terms of accuracy or power. In the hands of these well-trained semi-professional private soldiers, they are turned into extraordinary killing weapons!

"Do not--!"

"what--!"

　　 "Stop--!"

　　 The shouts and screams of the sea hunters can't change their ending in the slightest.

　　 The steel arrow cluster easily penetrates the human body, and in the sporadic and feeble counterattack of the sea hunter, it creates a blossoming flower of death.

　　Because of the betrayal of his companions, the leader Stanley, who had long been known about his specific strength, not only did not escape his birth because of the extraordinary knight's powerful ability, but was focused on fire. He was shot as a hedgehog just two steps away.

　　 The low-level knights are far from being able to crush the secular army.

　　 "Uh... Todd... you..."

　　嘭——

　　 fell to the ground.

　　Although he was never a good person, the sea hunter leader never thought that he would die so useless and ugly...

After three rounds of volleys, the black armored private soldiers skillfully shot the survivors one by one. In just one minute, no one could stand on the uncovered clearing where the sea hunter was. Living person.

　　 If in the mountains, forests, islands, or even cities with complex terrain, these experienced sea hunters would not be so worthless to sacrifice, and they would in turn inflict huge casualties on these noble private soldiers.

　　 It's a pity that there is no such thing as fighting.

　　 The officer headed by the noble private soldiers grinned at the battle result in front of him and waved. Soldiers in armor had already filed in.

　　 hiss——

　　 I don't know why, after the soldiers actually entered the warehouse, they felt a cold breath lingering on their sides. However, the goal of the mission was already in sight, so they all ignored the little discomfort.

　　 "Find me!"

　　 The corpses of sea hunters were removed and thrown aside directly. Even facing the blood-stained faces with open eyes, they could not resist the enthusiasm of the private soldiers.

　　 This time the mission is extremely simple, kill these junk-like marine hyenas and bring them back to the box. Your own master will bestow huge wealth and status unimaginable in the past, nothing is more perfect than this.

　　 "My lord, I didn't find the box."

　　 "Not here either."

　　 However, when all the bodies were removed, the private soldiers in charge of the search brought him bad news.

　　 "What? What's going on? The box can still run by itself?!" The private soldier turned his head abruptly and looked at the short-haired young man who had been shrinking his head behind him. It was Todd who had disappeared before.

　　 "Dear Mr. Todd, I need an explanation!"

The intrepid private soldiers looming around gave him tremendous pressure. Todd swallowed, raised his hands, and cried innocently: "I really don’t know. I was here just before I left. what."

　　 All his companions have died for a promise, and Todd dare not play any tricks at all. To be honest, he hoped to retrieve the box smoothly than a private soldier.

　　 "Hey, what sound?"

　　 ticking...ticking...

　　 At this moment, a clear sound of dripping water suddenly sounded in the empty warehouse, and it was getting louder and getting closer...

　　 "Where is the sound of water!?"

"I do not know."

　　 The private soldiers who were still searching the box stopped one after another, looking around for the source of the sound.

　　 Suddenly Todd felt a little hot on the back of his neck, and he stretched out his hand and it was blood red. Lifting his head, drops of red liquid dripped from the gap in the ceiling, ticking, and falling on his face.

　　 The strong smell of blood instantly filled his mouth and nose.

"what--!!!"

　　 The sad screams crossed the silent night sky, and stopped abruptly...

　　 I don’t know when.

　　The box wrapped in black cloth has been opened, revealing a black wooden box carved with patterns of strange drama characters.

　　 It was placed in the middle of the sea hunter squad that had been wiped out. It didn't move at all, but it was magically not found by the private soldiers looking for it.

　　 In the sound of the clockwork twisting, the box once again uttered the lame aria:

　　 "Oh-! Thank you for the sacrifices you offered to me~www.ltnovel.com~I... I like it very much!

　　 Newin Harbor, how familiar with the wonderful breath, I’m back again, oh oh oh... oh... quack... quack..."

　　 seemed to be stuck, the voice that was originally very crippled, slowly turned into an old owl-like grin, echoing in the empty warehouse, making people shudder.

　　 It's just that there is no living person who can respond here anymore!

　　 "Get up and take me out of here. I can already feel the breath of that old thing, he is still in this city!"

　　 Hear the words.

　　Obviously, he had been dead for a long time, and "Stanley", who had already lost most of the blood in his body, got up from the ground, pulled out his crossbow bolt and threw it on the ground.

　　 held up the box on the ground without saying a word. At first, he staggered out of the warehouse with some difficulty maintaining balance, and then quickly adapted to it. He walked faster and faster until he could walk fast, and soon disappeared into the distant buildings.

　　 only left a lingering sound: "Oh, the game has just begun... the first scene."

　　 Silence has just returned to the warehouse.

　　 A slight brilliance appeared in the air.

　　 squeak —

　　 A splendid gate made of brass and made up of various complicated gear mechanisms appeared out of thin air, and was slowly pushed aside by the sound of the gears turning.

　　 An old man with a pure white beard and robe walked out from behind the door, watching the miserable scene of blood soaking in the warehouse, with such an expression on his face:

　　"Are you one late?

　　Dead Soul Box...It's a god's toy! "

　　 turned around and stepped back into the brass door.

　　 "Maybe, this is not a bad thing..." The voice seemed to disappear in the wind.