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"Only the living are nobles, and the dead are just corpses." Xiaonan looked confident.

As if infected by her confidence, Sarah took a breath and said, "I'll go with you!"

"You can't." Xiaonan shook his head.

"You look down on me?" Sarah was immediately annoyed and asked angrily, "Or are you afraid that I will share your treasure?"

"If you really want to share my financial report, I'd welcome it." Xiaonan glanced at her with a strange expression and whispered, "With your figure, you'll definitely be a great nanny for our child in the future."

"What did you say?" Sarah didn't quite understand.

"Nothing." Xiaonan waved his hand and changed the subject, "What will happen to Bilgewater if you leave? Do you still want to see this city, which you took with great difficulty, fall into chaos again?"

This sentence directly hit Sarah's soft spot, making her hesitant in an instant.

Now that Gangplank was dead and the Pirate King position was vacant, Sarah felt she should proceed cautiously and take control of Bilgewater.

Then she would transform it into her ideal image, with everyone living in peace. But she was also worried about Xiaonan, because in her eyes, he was already her best friend.

This is very confusing. Should I stay here to transform Bilgewater or accompany Xiaonan to the depths of Shurima?

"Don't panic." Xiaonan seemed to have read Sarah's mind and smiled slightly. "Since I dare to cooperate with them, I must have made all the necessary preparations. Just stay here and wait for me to come back."

"Who's panicking?!" Sarah turned her face away insincerely.

"Speaking of which, that Blood Harbor Ghost hasn't been caught yet?" Xiaonan looked at the notice board not far away, which indicated the Blood Harbor Ghost's eight million bounty.

Eight million—that's a truly enormous fortune. Converted into purchasing power, it could even buy an entire street in Bilgewater. It's only two million less than Pirate King Gangplank's bounty.

"No one has ever taken on a quest from him." Sarah shook her head and explained, "The Blood Harbor Ghost is considered a strange legend in Bilgewater. No one has even seen his true face."

"So, he is really an evil spirit?" Xiaonan asked with some interest.

Xiaonan had long known that Bloodhaven Pike was one of Valoran's heroes. Furthermore, Xiaomao had sent her the backstory of this peculiar hero, and it was clear that he had some kind of symbiotic relationship with a strange fish.

But the backstory doesn't make it clear whether he's dead or alive. If he's an evil spirit, then his Zanpakutō should be his nemesis.

"I don't know if it's an evil spirit or not." Sarah shook her head and suddenly said, "You're not going to take the reward, are you? Do you know who posted it?"

"do not know."

"It's Planck."

"Oh, they have a grudge?"

"The Blood Harbor Phantom killed his first mate and nearly killed him too. But unfortunately, Gangplank survived in the end."

"So that's how it is." Xiaonan nodded, and suddenly said: "So he is still a good... ghost?"

"You really don't know anything about evil spirits?" Sarah's mouth twitched in disbelief. "How can evil spirits be good or bad? As evil spirits, their minds have been completely stripped away, leaving only hatred for living beings!"

"So, killing Gangplank's first mate was an instinct?" Xiaonan understood.

"Of course it's instinct!" Sarah took a breath and said, "And it wasn't just Gangplank's first mate who was killed by the Blood Harbor Phantom. There was also the Slaughterhouse Massacre over a decade ago. An entire street was killed by him. And since then, no one has lived in Slaughterhouse."

"In that case, you can't allow him to be such a threat even after you become the leader here."

"Forget it. Evil spirits can't be killed by ordinary means. Besides, evil spirits are dangerous. Plus, now that Gangplank is dead, you won't get paid."

"I just want to see the evil spirit."

"You don't have to go looking for Blood Harbor Phantoms if you want to see them. They're everywhere on the Shadow Isles. But speaking of which, it gets dark really fast today. It's not good now!"

Sarah looked down at the watch on her hand and stood up in horror.

Xiaonan asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Something's wrong, the sky isn't right." Sarah looked out the window, her eyes heavy. "It's only four in the afternoon, how could it be so dark? Could it be..."

dong dong dong.

Just as she finished her words, bells suddenly rang in Bilgewater.

"Damn it, no way!"

"How is it possible that it is Soul Devouring Night?"

Now not only Sarah, but also the other customers in the tavern felt something was wrong, and expressions of panic appeared on their faces.

"Why is this happening?" Sarah said in disbelief, sweat pouring out of her forehead. "This timing is totally wrong!"

Xiaonan blinked, looked at the horrified expressions of everyone present, and couldn't help but open the group chat.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: By the way, what is Soul-Devouring Night?

Lazy Kitten: Huh? Has Bilgewater's Soul-Destroying Night begun? That's something! Soul-Destroying Night is like a real-life Halloween, with all sorts of monsters and demons resurrected. However, these monsters aren't native to Bilgewater; they've come from the Shadow Isles. Their goal is simple: to kill everyone alive.

975 Witness the Power of the Shadow Isles!

Killing living beings?

Xiaonan raised an eyebrow, finally understanding why the atmosphere in the tavern was so tense. The evil spirits were out to kill, and how could these ordinary people possibly be a match for them? Even Sarah would probably find it difficult to resist.

Faced with such a large-scale invasion of evil spirits, it would be strange if they were not panicking.

Although she was panicking, Sarah was a bounty hunter who had lived on the edge of a knife for many years. She quickly reacted and shouted, "Quick, put the rune stone on!"

At her reminder, the bartender immediately reacted and pulled out the rune stones from the secret compartment in the bar. These rune stones emitted a strange and luminous glow, and even a warm feeling spread out.

After the talismans were affixed, the atmosphere in the entire tavern gradually stabilized.

Sarah took a breath and walked over to Xiaonan again. "Damn it, the timing is obviously wrong!"

"Is the time of every Soul-Devouring Night fixed?" Xiaonan asked, tilting his head.

"It's not completely fixed." Sarah took a sip of the wine on the table and sighed, "But the interval between each time is definitely no less than five months, and it's only been less than two months since the last Soul-Eating Night."

Woo woo woo.

Just as she finished speaking, waves of terrifying sobbing suddenly came from outside the door. It was like a ghost howling, making people's backs chill.

Amidst this whimpering, one could occasionally hear the screams of humans, who seemed to be being torn apart and devoured by evil spirits.

Xiaonan frowned and felt a little restless.

Although she was not a saint, she could not stand by and watch humans being slaughtered. Moreover, the Zanpakutō in her hand was specifically designed to kill evil spirits, so saving people was just a piece of cake.

But just as she was about to stand up, Sarah grabbed her. "Don't go out, it's a trap. Every family in Bilgewater has a runestone, they won't be wandering around at this time."

Xiaonan was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help but expand her spiritual awareness. Sure enough, she "saw" that the screams were coming from evil spirits. These creatures might not have much intelligence, but their routines seemed etched in their instincts.

"Sarah, my lovely Sarah." Seeing that the routine was not working, the evil spirit changed to a new method. The voice became a soft female voice, with a kind tone. "Come here, come into my arms..."

creak.

Sarah's expression darkened upon hearing the female voice. She gripped the wine glass tightly, and veins popped out on the back of her hand.

It was obvious that the female voice came from her deceased mother. For Sarah, her deceased parents were her Achilles' heel.

At that moment, she wanted to rush out and beat the evil spirit impersonating her mother into a sieve, but in the end, she calmed down, took a deep breath, and calmed her restless heart.

"This kind of trap is their usual method." As if to explain to Xiaonan, or to relieve herself, Sarah said, "If you ignore them, they will soon disappear. As long as you wait until the early morning, they will retreat on their own."

Although I don't know why these evil spirits retreat, based on past experience, they do disappear in the early morning of every Soul-Eating Night.

"Then do you think that apart from setting traps to entrap them, they have the ability to charge forward?" Xiaonan asked in a low voice, staring at the door.

"Forced charge?" Sarah was stunned for a moment and said, "That's impossible. These runes..."

Bang.

Before he could finish his words, the entire door suddenly made a loud muffled sound and shattered into pieces in an instant.

Outside the door, a burly figure caught everyone's sight.

It held a spear in its hand, and its body radiated a faint blue flame. That fire did not make people feel hot, but rather an extreme cold, a cold that did not originate from the skin, but from the soul.

This figure wasn't entirely human either; its upper body was human, its lower half horse. From its hollow features, faint blue flames shot out.

"Little bugs." The massive centaur surveyed the crowd in the tavern and spoke in a deep voice. "One, two, three, four... Very good. From today on, you are one of us."

"What, what is this?" Sarah stared at the other person with a dazed look on her face. She had experienced the Soul-Eating Night dozens of times in her life, but she had never seen a monster like this.

"Foolish little bug, you're not even worthy of knowing my name!" The Centaur looked at him with disdain and said coldly, "From now on, all you have to do is wait patiently for death to come!"

As the words fell, several dark figures gradually emerged from behind the Centaur. These figures were wearing black cloaks and holding dark green lamps. Waves of wailing came from the lamps, which made people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

"Yes, it's the Lantern Bearers!" someone shouted in panic, "Why are there so many Lantern Bearers on Shadow Island?"

In previous Soul-Eating Nights, Lantern Bearers were arguably the strongest bosses. They had no physical form, were invulnerable to physical attacks, and were also vulnerable to very limited damage from Runes.

Generally speaking, as long as the lantern bearer gently shakes the lantern in his hand, he can absorb the human souls into it. Then, when he returns to the Shadow Isles, these human souls become the nutrients that nourish the Shadow Sky.

Fortunately, the number of Lantern Bearers was extremely small. Usually, only one Lantern Bearer would appear during several Soul-Eating Nights, but now there were so many! Furthermore, these Lantern Bearers stood behind the Centaurs like minions.

What kind of existence is this guy?

Before anyone could figure out the answer, the lantern bearers began shaking their lamps. With waves of strange vibrations, everyone present felt their bodies begin to drift.

From Xiaonan's perspective, he could clearly see the souls of the humans present being gradually separated from their bodies, as if the lamp was attracting them.

choke.

Without hesitation, Konan unsheathed his Zanpakutō. Silver blade light drew a graceful arc in mid-air, shooting towards the lantern bearers.

Ok?

The Centaur realized something was wrong and raised his spear to block.

Bang.

The centaur flew backwards, a look of astonishment on its face. When it rose again from the ground, the spirits of the lantern bearers had vanished from its sight.

976 Planck is resurrected?

"Who are you?" The centaur's face grew heavy, its two flaming eyes fixed on Xiaonan. It felt a strong threat from the other party; the other party's knife could hurt it!

"Little bug." Xiaonan had a sarcastic smile on his face and shot towards the centaur at lightning speed.

The speed was so fast that it left a blurry afterimage in the air.

Boom.

The ground beneath its feet cracked, and the centaur was flung back. It felt the spear in its hand shake violently, and the soul fire it exhaled shook violently.

"Great Hecarim, is this all you can do?" Xiaonan said sarcastically as he landed on the ground.

"Do you know me?" The centaur, Hecarim, showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Viego didn't come?" Xiaonan looked around and answered the question irrelevantly.

"Who are you?!" Hecarim's tone was filled with shock.

These undead creatures of the Shadow Isles rarely reveal their true names. In some ways, their true names represent a weakness.

But this human woman in front of him not only knew his own real name, but also the real name of the Ruined King! This was simply incredible!

"I've already told you, they're just little bugs." Xiaonan flipped the sword in his hand and said calmly, "Tell me, what's the purpose of your launching the Soul Devouring Night this time?"

It was obvious that this Soul Devouring Night was very unusual. Not only was it brought forward by several months, but its scale was completely different from previous Soul Devouring Nights. Therefore, Xiaonan was certain that there must be something wrong.

"Watch your tone, human!" Hecarim took a deep breath, and the soul fire in his skull gradually calmed. "This is not your concern!"

"Okay, then..." Before he finished speaking, Xiaonan's figure disappeared again.

Ok?

Hecarim instinctively sensed something was wrong and spun sideways, his hands gripping his spear to block the attack. But it was still too slow, and his sword had already deflected the spear and pierced its right ribs.

scoff.

The spiritual armor attached to Hecarim's body was cut open, and a dark blue soul flame floated out.

"Die!" The injured Hecarim roared and stabbed the spear in his hand straight into Xiaonan's heart.

pat.

To Hecarim's despair, his full-strength attack was easily blocked by Xiaonan's jade-like left hand. The woman raised the blade in her right hand high and swung it out.

Boom.

The huge explosion was deafening.

Sarah watched helplessly from a distance as a massive knife-like scar appeared, extending forward. It sliced the harbor in two, like tofu, and even the distant sea surface was split like a mirror.