Their armor was covered with a palm pattern pierced by a sharp blade, representing their identity as a conspiracy group. The Slitter is a small and medium-sized conspiracy group, usually active in the north of the Extreme Star Domain. This time, Carron wanted to lead a team to make some money. Their conspiracy group basically did not have much industry. To maintain a life, they had to maintain a high frequency of plundering activities. A large part of the plundered slaves had to be used to exchange weapons for the arms dealers and pay the resurrection and treatment costs to the Blood Actress Association.
"But the ship is not big and looks shabby. There are probably not many monkeys, so they will make everyone faster, and there is still a big deal waiting for us."
Amid the howling sound, Venom and Reaper motorcycles galloped towards the human ship, and a Masaki who had been looking at the screen suddenly said:
"Strange, this ship seems to... open the hatch door on its own initiative?"
"Um?"
Caron narrowed his eyes and saw that the container doors on both sides of the ship were indeed slowly opened, revealing the dark cave.
"It's interesting, is it a provocation?"
As he said that, he stood up. If these monkeys were hiding in the cabin, they could still feel a little happy because of fear, but now the other party's attitude was all that he was left with anger.
"Go and meet them."
"Boss, is it a trap?"
"Traps? Only when we set traps for monkeys, will you fall into the trap of monkeys?"
After saying that, he raised his hand.
"Drive here! I will cut off their feet in person and send them to the beast bar!"
Suddenly, the Masashiro Dracula began to be happy about the hunt again, and he believed it was a responsibility - only Masashiro, who was born in the Eternal City, could better teach these slaves to put their place?
He could imagine that when he appeared in the cabin, hordes of monkeys fled in front of him, followed by hounds chasing them tightly—but keeping a microsecond distance, like some kind of game of bad nature.
Yes, he needs these monkeys to be in his sight at that time—the fear they emit intoxicated him, and the growing despair and numbness of silence…very wonderful.
Soon the Raider gunboat and other vehicles flew into the cabin. It was not too spacious and very dark. There was only one main passage in the cargo hold, which was also open, but not wide, and could only accommodate a Raider gunboat passing through. For some reason, Caron smelled a scent of danger, but there were hundreds of warriors and more than a dozen kids around him, so he would not be afraid of anything...
"Hooking Blade Squad, you walk from the main passage, Brassoda, let your hounds come out, let them explore the way, and find the location of these monkeys as soon as possible. Today we have a good thing in pairs!"
With a command, a sharp whistle sounded, and then the twisted, scaled Gao Meila made a sharp barking sound into the passage. This was an excellent hunting dog he bought from the Beast King for a lot of money, and could chase prey thousands of kilometers away.
At the same time, another fully armed squad also entered the passage. They were half-life children, just a little better than slaves, and were born to be cannon fodder for the noble Zhencai son.
After a while, the team entering sent a message, without any abnormality, and the ship seemed to be empty, as if it was a ghost ship.
The Gomeras seemed to have nothing to find, and could only bark everywhere in depression.
"Impossible, how could a ghost ship run into the net? Go to the bridge to take a look."
Carron was both puzzled and angry at this time. If it was a ghost ship, he was wasting time and might become a laughing stock for him - he was tripped by a ghost ship of a monkey.
Soon, the raider lowered the height, entered along the passage, and soon came to the first cabin, which was like a gym, with equipment everywhere, some of which were a little concerned, such as dumbbells with two huge metal balls of half a meter at the ends, Carron was not sure that the ape could use this kind of thing...
And it's also very dark, although darkness means nothing to the conspiracy group warriors wearing helmets.
“This place—”
The deputy who was in charge of manipulating the gunboat weapons was about to start talking, but a roar interrupted their conversation and the deputy fell back on the deck.
“What’s the situation?”
More roars sounded, the scene suddenly lost control, and faint firelight flashed in the dark from time to time. The warriors of the conspiracy group fell to the ground one after another, with huge craters on their armor, and blood gushed out.
Caroen turned around and wanted to warn his men loudly, but was drowned by the roar of weapons.
During this period, he also heard the sound of the poison crystal rifle firing and constant screams - he felt a chill when he realized that the scream was not the scream of a human monkey.
"Counterattack! Damn it! Why didn't Gomela find it!"
But after all, it was a elves and his reaction was still very fast. After a few people died, all the warriors of the conspiracy group immediately chose to find cover and shoot at the location with fire. Caron also squinted his eyes and tried to identify the target, but he could only see a vague shape - it was as blurred as a mirage, but no matter how you look at it, it looked a bit like a...
Green skin?
Green skin!?
"How come the green skins of the gods are here?"
He cursed and pulled out his scimitar and pistol.
"Finish him! Are you slaves? Do you actually want to hide from prey?"
Suddenly, a harsh sound boom exploded above their heads, and Caron quickly jumped to the rear of the raider and raised his pistol.
There was something in the twisted air, but he couldn't see clearly, and could only hear the other party's screaming passing by the friction air at high speed.
He fired his gun again and again, desperately trying to hit it—whatever it was.
But the other party did not come for him. A vague shadow passed by several conspiracy warriors hiding behind the treadmill. In a harsh sonic boom, an invisible blade cut across their heads, easily tearing the armor and flesh. The four conspiracy warriors instantly turned into four headless corpses, trembling and spewing out a massive amount of blood and pouring on the treadmill.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
At this moment, something jumped onto the Raider gunboat, and this time Carron saw it clearly.
A short man with red hair and tattoos all over his head, holding a burning battle axe in his hand.
The moment he landed, he split the pilot of the raider gunboat into two pieces, losing the helmsman's control, and the airship began to tilt.
"Go to die the dwarf!"
Caroen roared and shot the other party in the chest, but what was surprising was that the poison crystal hit the other party's muscles and all of them broke and shattered.
At this moment, fear enveloped Caron's heart, and he could only keep shooting.
"No...Impossible! What kind of monster is this!"
When the angry dwarf rushed towards him, Caroon was a little panicked, but he moved with deadly grace, and the jagged blade carved a series of chisel marks on the other party's body.
Chapter completed!