Blood tax

Chapter 349 Raid
"Marine Corps," Griffith summoned two marines on duty at night, "there is a sailor spreading rumors on the lower deck, find him and report to me."

"Yes, sir!" The marines jumped into action immediately.They reported to the Marine Corps commander, and a manhunt began.

These soldiers did not belong to Griffith's squadron, but belonged to the Branhill.In battle, they are soldiers who land or jump to fight; in normal times, they are responsible for maintaining the order of the warship and performing the duties of military police.The latter function is much more important than the former, because most of the time, it is the sailors who are only a few cabins away from them, not the enemy ships or monsters a few nautical miles away, who may threaten the captain, command group and battleship.

The marines quickly reported the situation to the captain.Alandelle invited Griffith to inform him of the conclusion of the investigation.

Old Lu Nan, first class sailor in the galley, is spreading disturbing rumors.According to his account, not long ago, when he was delivering dinner to Gilles de Ess assault squad leader who was guarding the noble lady in Odessa, he heard a strange sound——the door of the room was locked, the assault squad Zhang was not there, and there was someone in the cabin. A strange voice, chanting, or whispering.The door of the cabin was closed. The old sailor listened for a while, but he couldn't hear it clearly, but he felt like he was lying in an old sarcophagus in the cemetery, and the damp and cold feeling spread all over his body like a snake.

Old Lu Nan found a layer of hoarfrost on his hands and feet, and ran away. There was a strange thing chasing him from behind, and the terrible hoarfrost disappeared until he passed several corners and returned to the other sailors.

Several sailors confirmed that they did see hoarfrost that had not dissipated on Old Lu Nan's wrist.

The marines immediately went to Neferti's cabin to check, and found that the Marquis was resting in the bedroom, and there was no abnormality.Ace Assault Squadron Leader and Joshua Apprentice took turns guarding the living room.The two closed the door of the cabin without any abnormality.

"I'll take care of it tomorrow morning," Arendelle said to Griffith, telling the marines to retreat. "It's not uncommon for sailors to lose control of their minds. Some wine or letting him scrub the deck can solve it. As long as But, knight, do you hear anything?"

Griffith shook his head: "I was talking to a guest just now, maybe I was too focused."

"Oh—" Arendelle fiddled with a silver flintlock gun in her hand.From the shape point of view, this gun is very similar to Conviction, and its power must not be small.

"What an annoying guest," the captain put away the gun and looked up at the knight, "but I also heard something vaguely."

"What is it?" Griffith immediately became alert.As a Extraordinary, Arendelle is very powerful, if she also hears it, it means that there is indeed an anomaly on board.

"It's hard to describe," Miss Captain shook her head. "It's a spell I've never heard before, but it repeats according to a certain pattern, and it's calling for something."

After she finished speaking, she stood up, took off the captain's sword on the wall and put it on the table: "It seems that our return voyage will not be smooth. Rest early, knight, I will send double sentry."

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There are many strange stories in the world.

The giant dragon soaring in the sky, the Beamon tearing through the canyon, the hydra in the depths of the swamp, the giant squid wandering in the deep sea, the petrified monitor lizard, and the Chimera spewing ice and fire.Horrific stories of these horrific creatures are passed on through word of mouth, only to become more terrifying and twisted.

Some people say that they are not just symbols in the story and stories, but a part of the world, even if they are hidden in a distant corner, they are still there.

Why do these rare monsters still terrify those who have never seen them?Are human beings born to think that these things are scary and dangerous?The horrors they bring out of their image even become purely spiritual.

The more people who have never seen such things, the stronger the fear of them.We can offer many different solutions to these fears.Some of them may provide insight into the nature of the soul, or at least a glimpse into the origin of the visions of dreams.If you know the unknown truth and have seen the true face of the monster, you may not be too scared.

Rumors were circulating aboard the Brunhill.Griffith has clearly felt the panic of the sailors.

He had neither the time nor the ability to deal with the sailors' fears.And, for him, the unknown is not a real source of fear.

Insufficient firepower is it!

Griffith put the bloodthorn on the table within reach, arranged Hanguang and Yitian on the bed, put the filled Conviction under the pillow, and put the meteor hammer, boning dagger and a bundle of grenades at the foot of the bed. The shield was leaning against the bed, only ten centimeters away from his hand.There is also the domination helmet, this powerful piece of equipment, um, this powerful piece of equipment needs to be washed again tomorrow...

Surrounded by a large pile of munitions, Griffith felt very at ease.As for whether it is suitable or not, that is not important.

Don't people just want to feel at ease when they are alive!
He lay down for a while, and felt that the two swords made him panic, so he moved Hanguang, wrapped Yitian in a sheet and slept in his arms.

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What I heard that day was just a few words you agreed with me.Knowing nothing, the sweet memory of laughing together is so far away. From then on, we set off, wandering in the pranks of the gods, and met again in the chaotic wind, only to find that the forked road of fate has long been doomed...

Griffith fell asleep.He seemed to have returned to that day again, rushing out of the siege of the cultists together with Krista, and fleeing towards the outside of the city.

The road leading to the outside of the city was long and hopeless, and there was a whistling and chaotic rhythmic wind sound from behind, as if the coldness seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow.

"Guffy, can't you see? There's a god wearing a crown."

Griffith almost closed his eyes in horror.At this time, he heard a gentle call, dispelling the cold hallucination.

"Wake up, Griffith, wake up."

The ethereal call seemed to be right next to his ears, waking Griffith up.He hurriedly pressed Yitian by his hand, and after a while he realized that he was lying on the bed.

He inexplicably thought of something at this moment...

The Outer God is a powerful and almost absurd existence. Even if his power is blocked by the rules of the world, he is still an existence beyond human understanding.It is impossible for him not to reserve a backhand for the failure of the ceremony.

According to Roland's information, there was a half-elf sect in Canaan involving another foreign god.The religious order was discovered and destroyed by the authorities, and was suppressed before it became a reality.However, that incident implanted the existence of the God of Dreams into the consciousness of the elves, from an unknown secret to an existence circulated in the whispers of the elves.

Even an elf wizard like Samuel became a follower of the Lord after contacting the sect, and even tried to harm Galadia.

"Become real through description, His coming is unstoppable..."

Griffith sat up and tapped on the scabbard.

Taking the religious order of the "Master" as a reference, the failure of the life weaving may also be part of the layout.He knew that he would be blocked by the gods, and he wanted to let the people in the door clearly perceive his existence.The person in the door will describe, think, and call Him, and quietly open a door.

Then, He dropped some wreckage through the crack of the door.His power and knowledge are enough to destroy the reason of the world and lure them to his treasury.

Naira and Neferti, this brother and sister are the key to His coming to this world again!Roland wanted to alert me to them.

But how to be vigilant?Naira has escaped, Neferti is under tight guard, what else can I do?You can't bring her to lie on my bed together, can you?
Griffith turned to look out the porthole.A thick fog descended in the night, blocking the moonlight.The night wind became cold and stern, whistling across the sea, as if it could pass through the reef to vent wantonly.

Griffith stood up, walked out of the cabin with the double swords and conviction.

The whistling night wind came and went in a hurry, the lights on the deck flickered a few times, and then suddenly went out as if being swallowed.Thick ink-like darkness flooded in immediately.

In the darkness, Griffith seemed to see a shadow.

The officer on duty not far away came to a cadet and looked into the darkness with him.The young cadet looked in the darkness in surprise:
"What is that? I seem to hear something?"

"Maybe it's the sound of the waves. Do you see anything?"

"It flashed by and I just saw a shadow."

"It seems that I have to ask the lookout post," the officer on duty called a sailor to climb up to the lookout post, and said to the cadets, "You go and inform the bridge. It's still early, but I think I need to wake up the captain."

The sailors ran up the stairs "thump-thump-thump", disturbing the sleeping sailors and soldiers.The cadets hadn't even boarded the bridge when they saw Arendelle appearing there with the command team.The cadet stepped back, and when they passed by Griffith, they seemed to see something together.

Under the thick fog in the darkness, a vertical and wide bow and streamlined lines appeared.

A warship with towering black sails suddenly appeared from the sea without sound and within sight.It is like a black sword, sharp and dangerous yet extremely elegant, like the incarnation of the night, even the waves bow to her respectfully.

Its sails looked like shrouds at first glance, tattered and fluttering in the wind, or ghosts holding black banners.

The black battleship was silent and quiet, and when it approached close, it let out a terrifying scream like a night owl, and accelerated to a speed like lightning.The sailors of the Brenhill didn't realize it until it appeared tens of meters away, and all of them stared wide-eyed, speechless in horror.

The black battleship was like an evil spirit in the night sky. The moment it emerged from the mist, the ramming angle of the bow had already turned around.The moonlight illuminated the light like a galaxy, and the sharp horns were as ferocious as a giant beast lifted up in the deep sea.

The cold and murderous aura hit people's hearts directly, and the sailors on the Brenhill almost howled in horror.The bow of the ghost ship shot out a bed crossbow like a locust in an instant.

"Enemy attack!"

The bosun on duty on the deck just yelled and flew out together with several sailors.When the sharp crossbow guns shot through them and they were nailed to the mast and swayed, the shrill and intensive whistling sound just reached the ears.

Griffith couldn't lift his head under the pressure of the howling shots.The deck and starboard of the Brenhill seemed to be washed by a heavy rain, and there were continuous and intensive explosions.The dense rain of crossbows fired by the black warship pierced the side of the ship and shot through the cabin, clearing blood paths among the sailors.

"Accelerate forward!" Arundel's beautiful eyes regained composure after a flash of shock.She just glanced at the enemy ship approaching at high speed and gave instructions: "Go forward at full speed, turn the rudder to starboard after leaving the collision route, and the whole ship is ready for battle! Prepare for board battle!"

In the hunting wind, the ghost ship was covered with huge black sails, and the terrifying howling sound enveloped the sea.Its speed was extremely fast, and its frightening angle of impact rammed straight towards the middle of the Brenhill.

Griffith leaned on the deck, feeling a huge pressure approaching.This pressure is so violent that it seems to be real, violent and irresistible, and it is frightening to feel that as long as you dare to face it directly, you will be smashed to pieces!
In the dark night, she could only see the black sail pressing down like a mountain, and Brenhill was also advancing at full speed. As long as she avoided the fatal blow in the middle, her agility and firepower were enough to stabilize the situation.

However, the ghost ship came very fast. Amidst the screams and panicked exclamations of the crossbow gun shooting the human body, the huge and hideous ram seemed to have penetrated the stern of the ship.

"Grab the support!" Griffith shouted to the soldiers and sailors around him, but he wondered why there was no expected huge impact.

Could it be that he avoided it, and avoided the impact at the limit distance! ?

This idea flooded into Griffith and everyone's mind at the same time. Everyone forgot about the work at hand and subconsciously watched Alandelle on the bridge at the stern.

Miss Captain stood straight in her position, her long hair dancing wildly in the wind, like a goddess of the port.She stood sideways without fear, watching the black battleship colliding at high speed, and stood firm with her command group.

This moving bravery and temperament gave everyone great encouragement, and even made people want to cheer the captain's name...Before the words were spoken, there was a heart-breaking twist and sound on the deck. Trembling, the horrible whine brought trembling teeth.

"boom--!"

Griffith almost shook his guts out.He watched as smoke-like debris rose from the bridge, and at the same time it rose upward like an erupting volcano, and Arendelle and her command team flew over the side of the ship and fell into the sea in the dense debris.

(End of this chapter)