Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 326 Forced Kill

Maiviti and his extraordinary pirate crew boarded the fishing boat again.

"You all go over there." Maiviti dismissed the others and went to the warehouse where the wooden barrels were placed.

He confirmed the presence of the blood worshippers in the barrel as agreed, nodded slightly, and then went outside to call on the sailors to weigh anchor and set sail.

"Is it ready?" McVitie's second-in-command, Squall, approached and asked softly.

McVitie didn't speak, or even acknowledge Squall, who remained calm, having received his answer.

The entire fishing boat was operating normally, and those extraordinary pirates showed no signs of anything amiss.

"Alright! Thank you all for your hard work." Maiviti pulled a palm-sized conch shell from his clothes, put it to his mouth, and spoke loudly.

At that moment, his words possessed a certain convincing power.

"Today is just another normal day." This phrase, passing through the ears of ordinary people, has a hypnotic effect.

From this moment on, all ordinary people will simply think that everything is normal today.

Then, Maiviti looked at Squall.

Squall nodded knowingly and gestured for the extraordinary individuals to bring out several special wooden barrels.

As noon approached and the sun reached its highest point, the fishing boats gradually drew near a large fleet.

This is the fleet of the "Blood Admiral".

Ignoring the "friendly" greetings from the pirates, Maverick headed straight for the flagship "Tree of Flesh and Blood".

"Maviti! What are you doing here!" The third mate of "Blood General" saw Maiviti walking towards them, and a hint of malice rose in his eyes.

Peace is impossible in an organization of madmen, and the pirates under "Blood Admiral" are also fiercely competitive.

As the second and third mates, Maivitti naturally didn't get along.

"Where's the captain?" McVitie asked the others directly, ignoring the third mate.

"I am here," came the reply from "Blood General" Señor.

He is now in the state of a "vengeful spirit," standing in an ancient mirror.

"Captain!" Maiviti bowed respectfully. "The conflict between the Church of Storms and 'Sea God' Kavituva has completely ceased, and they have gradually turned their attention to us."

"Huh? Kavituwa is dead?" Señor manifested his true form, extremely concerned about the news.

"From what I understand, yes, but the 'Sea God' followers seem to firmly believe that their Lord has returned," Maiviti said, aptly expressing his doubt.

"Hmph!" Señor snorted, his face deathly pale, more like an evil spirit than a human. "The one who responded to them is most likely 'Sea King'."

"This is a common tactic used by the Church of Storms."

"Understood!" Maiviti replied.

Just then, a loud explosion was heard outside the window.

"What's going on?!" The third mate instinctively ran outside to inquire about the situation.

"It's the Blood Worship Cult that's causing the problem!" Señor frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"What happened?"

He walked toward the deck, brushing past McVitie. He was still in physical form, and it was clear that the pirate general did not believe he would be attacked on his flagship.

Then, unsurprisingly, an accident happened.

With a sudden thud, Maiviti rammed into Señor. Señor, a former "zombie," naturally possessed the steel-like physique of a "zombie," but caught off guard, he was inevitably knocked back a step.

"You!" Señor's eyes instantly became unreal and sharp, but Maiviti's hand was already raised.

He magically produced a mirror from his hands.

The moment Señor saw the mirror, his pupils contracted sharply, and his subconscious instinct was to transform into a "vengeful spirit," but this thought was immediately rejected by his spiritual intuition.

Transforming into a "vengeful spirit" state will result in death!

Señor forcibly suppressed his impulse, and the burst of lightning the next second proved his spiritual intuition to be correct.

If you are hit while in "vengeful spirit" form, you might really die!

Of course, even with his now stronger physique than a "living corpse," he would most likely die if he tried to take that lightning bolt head-on!

Suddenly, the necklace on Señor's chest glowed, and a pure silver coin seemed to be bounced up, landing perfectly in front of Señor, radiating a spiritual light.

However, this silver coin wasn't exactly a defensive item; it merely bought Senor a second.

In that split second, Señor stomped hard on the wooden plank beneath his feet, and his spiritual energy seeped into the hull.

The reason why pirate generals were so invincible at sea was partly due to their own strength, but their respective flagships were also extremely important.

Like this flagship, the "Tree of Flesh and Blood," which is entirely red, truly stained with blood.

Under Senor's spiritual infusion, the entire "Tree of Flesh" flagship shimmered with a crimson light, forming a barrier before the lightning completely tore Senor apart.

Rumble!

The thunderous roar from the "Tree of Flesh and Blood" shocked the entire fleet; this was definitely a demigod-level attack!

boom!

But at that moment, a ship next to the "Tree of Flesh and Blood" exploded.

A huge fireball exploded from the ship, igniting everything flammable.

Danitz stepped out of the barrel, freely unleashing his spiritual power, which coalesced into a massive fireball!

"Danitz the Blazing Flame?!" A pirate recognized Danitz.

"That's right! It's your grandpa!" Danitz was extremely nervous. It was his first time entering a pirate general's fleet, and his excitement and fear were mixed together, making his body tremble.

"Enter the dream!"

The chanting seemed to drag the strongest extraordinary being present into a dream, while Miss Sharon was reflected in the pirate's eyes in a very short time.

Click!

The pirate broke his own neck.

Marich went on a rampage, ramming and capsizing all the pirates who came to his aid on the wrecked ship.

They secretly boarded the ship last night, killed the Blood Worshippers, and took their place. Now they've launched an attack, catching the pirates completely off guard.

The thunderous roar emanating from the "Tree of Flesh and Blood" ship was so terrifying that it made one wonder if the "Blood Admiral" had already been killed.

This caused many pirates to lose interest in the ship and instead head towards the "Tree of Flesh and Blood".

If Señor were to die, the fleet's combat effectiveness would be reduced by at least half.

"Kill them!" Señor's weak voice rang out.

Thanks to the protection of the "Flesh Tree" flagship, he was not struck in a vital spot by the lightning and ultimately did not die.

"What a pity." Klein rubbed his face, and his face returned to normal.

"You must all die!" Señor stared at Klein, his eyes filled with such hatred that it was almost tangible.

His right leg was completely severed, and half of his body was charred black; he was in a truly pitiful state.

"I know you have Blood Worshippers as allies, but do you think I don't have collaborators?"

Señor suddenly looked to the side, and a huge golden fireball blasted towards his "Flesh Tree" flagship.

A ship had unknowingly approached his fleet—the "Golden Dream"!

(End of this chapter)