Port of Marlow.

This famous pirate city has always been called "Stone Crown on the Waves".

The island where Marlow is located is the main island of the Storm Islands, and there are many other small islands around it.

These islands are like debris and dust shaking off from the stone crown. Compared with the prosperity, liveliness and chaos of Marlow, these islands are mostly deserted and deserted when no one cares about them.

But it is precisely this kind of desertification that makes these small islands an excellent hiding place. Many pirate groups will choose small islands on the edge of the archipelago as strongholds.

In the central part of the Storm Islands, an inconspicuous isolated island called Kupa.

There was a small village on Kupa Island a long time ago.

However, during a battle between pirates of different factions on the Storm Sea, this small village was robbed by enemy forces and was almost completely destroyed.

This kind of act of blood-slaughtering the villages and settlements of enemy forces was extremely common on the storm sea decades ago.

But now with the increasing growth of Malo Port, the large forces with staggered teeth have begun to establish a chaotic order, and the pirates' bloody slaughter of enemy villages have been curbed to a certain extent.

In short, during the pirate struggle that year, Kupa's village was destroyed, and the ruins on the island were not rebuilt until the scene, and they were uninhabited.

It's midnight.

As usual, there is no mooring of any ships around Kupa Island.

However, if someone with keen insights appears on the island at this moment and observes carefully, you can find traces of dragging by small sailboats that have been deliberately covered and swept on the beach.

Follow these traces and follow the clues to find small sailboats hidden in the dense forests along the island.

These sailboats are very small and can only carry about three or four people. They are commonly used tools for fishermen or bead collectors on the Storm Islands to go to sea.

There are about a dozen sailboats hidden in various dense forest locations on the island.

These sailboats sailed from several islands around Kupa Island during several different time periods today.

And those who were riding these sailboats gathered among the ruins of the village on Kupa Island.

...

I can't see the moon tonight, and the sea is full of gloomy.

In the ruins of the village of Kupa Island, several brick and stone buildings still barely retain the walls.

In addition to the abandoned inside, the largest stone house also collapsed into a hole on the east wall, which was severely leaked, and no other problems were found.

There are even double-slide structural wooden doors in this room that can be closed!

In this stone house, about thirty people gathered.

All of them have rough workmanship, hooded linen or coarse cloth cloak, and the faces under these people's hoods are completely unaware of in the dark environment.

They gathered around a stone table that they didn't know where they moved.

The stone table was very large, with a man and a woman lying about 30 years old. Looking at their outfits, they were probably fishermen who were fishing and picking beads, or pirates who were confiscated.

The man and the woman were lying on the table without moving, not sure whether they were fainting or dead.

Judging from their outfits and condition, they are obviously not in the same group as the cloaked people around them.

They are the "prey" of this group.

These mysterious cloaked men were each about two or three meters away from the stone table, silent.

In addition, there was also a man wearing a coarse hooded cloak, standing in front of the stone table.

Just looking at this position, you can probably tell that this person is the leader of this group of secret organizations.

"Oracle...Redification...End..." The leader murmured, with a low voice from a middle-aged man. His speech seemed to be difficult, but his tone was full of chaos and fanaticism.

The thirty or so cloaked men were still silent.

The faces under their hood, which were hard to see clearly, were actually a look of pain at this moment, and sweaty on their foreheads and cheeks, but they still closed their eyes tightly, as if trying to listen carefully.

It seemed like something invisible was lying in their ears and whispering.

They are grouping to listen to the unknown source, as if they are vague murmurs from the void.

"Flesh and blood... This is God's will... We need salvation... We drink blood, we eat meat... We welcome the end..."

The headed cloaked man continued to talk.

During the speech, perhaps in order to match his tone, he raised his hands and stretched over his head.

As you can see, he has a pair of rough and calloused hands.

And these hands were showing extremely strange and unreasonable twitches.

Not only the cloaked man in the lead, but actually there are several cloaked man next to him, and they are almost the same at this moment.

Their body skin, which was covered by their cloak, was twitching and squirming strangely, as if something was running around under their skin.

Many people were already open their eyes at this moment, their eyes were red. They were staring at the "prey" placed on the stone table, with a desire of greed and unsatisfactory.

"Blood...flesh...give me..." Someone echoed.

"Hungry... so hungry... blood... flesh..." More and more people spoke in a mute, chaotic and crazy tone.

"Eat! Eat! We drink blood, we eat meat... We are servants of God... before we finally come, these are what we deserve..."

The cape man in the lead opened his hands, and his words were the instructions that everyone had been waiting for for a long time.

The cloaked men immediately rushed towards the "prey" on the table.

They bite, tear, snatch, chew, and chew like a group of wild beasts that had been hungry for a long time.

Crack-

In the abandoned stone house, the smell of blood was filled with blood, leaving only the sound of creeping flesh tearing, the sound of flesh being pinched, and the sound of chewing and swallowing.

The cape man in the lead seemed very satisfied when he saw all this.

Then, he bowed his head and participated in this terrifying feast almost madly.

When more than 30 people frantically shared the "prey" on the stone table halfway, a change occurred around the dilapidated stone house. First, there was a singing voice coming-

"At this time, snowflakes fall, the trees are gray and white

The sad song of the thrush is like a cry

My lover is dead

Let me sleep quietly against his ankle

Like a white dove with folded wings”

In this song, there seems to be an indescribable force of sadness, and everyone who hears it will be unstoppable depressed and grieved.

However, this sadness that only humans can have cannot dilute the horrible appetite of these cloaked people.

They are no different from wild beasts now, and may even be inferior to wild beasts.

The singing has not stopped, but at the next moment—

"Prince! Open the door!"

A crisp but dull female voice sounded outside the door.

boom!

The originally unsolid wooden door was kicked open by an unreasonable brute force, and the two wooden boards even flew directly to the cloaked man in the middle of the stone house.

The night outside the house is thick and dull.
Chapter completed!