A mob of clones

Chapter 230 Slave Ship on the Wild Sea

The world of the Lord of Mysteries is a world that combines mystery, extraordinary, fantasy and adventure, as well as madness, blood, corruption and misunderstanding.

Here are the waves of steam and machinery, the mysterious power of fantasy and enchantment, and the mists of history and darkness.

There are guns, cannons, giant ships, airships, difference machines; potions, divination, curses, gods, the Hanged Man, sealed objects, and...

"Crack~"

The crackling sound in the air shook the eardrums like New Year's firecrackers. The darkness was like the most sinister Black Mamba, a long leather whip cutting through the dark and humid air. The moment the ear-piercing crackling sound spread, it fell on a body lying on the ground. On the ground, there was a man with skin as fair as a corpse.

The heavy force instantly ripped open the skin of the figure on the ground. The whip brought up a breeze and spread the blood stained on the tip to the surroundings. The hot blood and the cool breeze with a cold breath filled the narrow darkness. It affects a large number of people in a small space.

Feeling the oncoming breeze, feeling the scarlet blood drops on their cheeks, and the suppressed fear around them, the people squatting in the corner could not help but squirm towards the damp and dirty wooden wall. It seems that as long as you can stay away from the snake-like black whip, you will be safer.

Naturally, the actions of the people around him were completely taken into account by the figure holding the whip.

Looking at this group of guys whose emotions were completely dominated by fear, they were holding black leather whips and wearing coarse cloth clothes that were either black or brown but full of dirt. Their gray-brown hair was as branchy as seaweed on their heads, and there was a stripe on their faces. There is a scar running from his right ear to the middle of his body, and he is wearing an eyepatch. Only his beard is meticulously trimmed. There is no ridicule or disdain in the eyes of the man. There is only a kind of indifference, as if he accidentally glanced at the ants huddled together. General indifference.

He just glanced at the scene in front of him and then ignored it.

Turning his head, he looked back at the man lying on the ground. The clothes all over his body were so torn that they looked like they were covered with a layer of rags. His still delicate skin was covered with scars. It could be said that it had been damaged. The dead boy of seventeen or eighteen years old turned his head and walked up the wooden stairs behind him.

"Squeak~, squeak~"

The wooden steps seemed to have withstood the erosion of many years and the corrosion of wind and rain. Every time the man stepped on it, he would make a harsh sound like the wail of wood.

"Leonard~, go clear out that guy inside. He was mentally whipped by me, but his body doesn't even have the ability to react. Even if he is still alive, he won't live long."

After walking out of the narrow, dark and damp cabin, walking through a path about several meters long, and standing on the plywood again, the bearded man stood in the sun.

He looked at the seascape in front of him, his pupils suddenly dilated and then contracted again. After three to five seconds, he fully adapted, and then he turned directly to the person guarding the hatch of the ship and spoke to him. However, after he was halfway speaking, his eyes He turned slightly, as if he had thought of something, and then continued:

"By the way, after taking care of the bodies, let's open the cabins first."

"This is already the eleventh guy in this batch to die. It's too stuffy inside. You know, we have targets for the above. If we can't complete them, you and I will suffer."

In response, the slightly lean and rickety man known as Leonor nodded, without saying anything, turned around and walked into the cabin.

When he walked out of the cabin again, he already had a corpse in his hand, with its head and shoulders covered with linen and still a little warm...

Just as he started to act indifferently just now, "Leonard" carried the body and walked past the bearded man as usual, heading towards the place where he used to solve this kind of work.

Seeing this, the bearded man frowned slightly, and some strange intuition told him that something seemed wrong.

However, he lowered his head and took a closer look at himself. There was no disease, no distortion, no psychological suggestion, and no other abnormality. Everything seemed to be normal.

However, he did not relax his vigilance about this. It was not his own problem. Then he suddenly raised his head and turned to look inside the cabin again.

Compared with the previous inspection, there is no doubt that I looked at it more carefully this time.

However, there was still nothing in the cabin except fearful and painful people, and it was as normal as ever.

Finally, he looked at the sailor named Leona. At this time, the sailor had arrived at the stern of the ship. Just like he used to deal with the corpses of dead slaves, he drained the blood, cut it into small pieces, and then cut it into pieces. The bodies were thrown into the sea.

This special way of disposing of corpses ensures that the fish under the boat can destroy the corpses in a short time, preventing the dead from turning into water ghosts or attracting troublesome guys like fishmen...

Whether it is movements or techniques, there is no doubt that it is still Leonard, and there is no problem.

After confirming that everything was okay, the bearded man stretched out his hand to straighten his neat beard, turned and walked towards his crew cabin, mumbling to himself as he walked...

"This is the seventh time these days..."

"It seems that I have been a little over-stressed recently. Am I what Emperor Roselle called the 'disease of thinking that I will be murdered by others'? It seems that after returning to Loen this time, I will apply for transfer to other positions... …”

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the other side……

Although he didn't look at it with his eyes, after observing the bearded man entering the room, "Leonard" who was still handling the corpse paused slightly. After confirming that no one could watch him, he also stopped. He stopped what he was doing and silently pressed his hand on the pile of minced meat.

After a few seconds, the pieces of flesh stained with blood turned into pieces of filthy soil full of holes in the blink of an eye. Then, with a wave of "Leonard's" hand, it turned into pieces of smoke and dust and disappeared on the deck...

After doing all this, "Leonard" stood up from the deck and looked deeply into the room where the bearded man was.

But the next moment, he directly retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand to clean the stains on his body, and then walked directly to the door connecting the cabin where the slave was. Just as the bearded man had ordered before, he lowered his eyes. Chui hid his eyes in the shadow of his bangs and stayed there for the time being...

Of course, only he himself knows what is going on in his mind...

"It's been seven days, it's been seven days. These seven days are really not a life for humans."

"But patience has value, it can be considered fair and reasonable..."

"But Andrei, the judge? He's not the interrogator. It's more troublesome than I thought. It seems that the original plan needs to be changed again..."

While thinking, "Leonard" silently reached out and touched the non-existent scar on his back, and his eyes covered by shadows gradually revealed a dangerous light.

……

I believe that most people have also figured out that the so-called "Leonard" at this time, rather than being called "Leonard", it is more accurate to call it the mysterious Wuhe.

That's right, the experiment on the mysterious Wuhe magical soul was successful.

After leaving the foggy space and coming to the stairs above the gray fog, and returning to the cocoon of light, Wu He used the method that had been tried and tested countless times in the foggy space to transport the righteousness and blackness.

Utilizing the high levels of righteousness and black energy, he restrained the Heavenly Lord's unawakened, mysterious and unascended Source Castle's interregnum, and temporarily accommodated the power left by the Heavenly Lord in his body, which was almost too weak to even react with extraordinary characteristics. With his will, he gained some insignificant characteristics of the Heavenly Lord.

Then he used the gray mist in Source Castle to slowly improve this characteristic, and gradually gained the ability to affect the light cocoon where he was.

In the end, he used the best way to use the light cocoon that the Wu Hes in the foggy space had gone through countless experiments, and restricted it beyond his own will, turning it into a paper similar to what the Fool gave to the members of the Tarot Society. Angels shelter the power and accommodate it into the soul.

But what is regrettable is that after Wu He completed these processes, he fell directly into the Source Castle. He did not even have time to take a second look at the future gathering place of the Tarot Society above the gray fog. Lost his will while gibbering. And when he woke up again, he had already arrived on this slave ship, and he was still a slave...

Thinking of my treatment during the past seven days, thinking of the smell of filth and dampness in the cabin, thinking of the stains and the smell of moisture on the wooden floor, thinking of the mold spots on the wooden bulkheads and the rusty iron fence, Wu He's A fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Damn it, from his previous life to the present, when had Wu He ever suffered such injustice? !

Of course, although he felt unhappy, Wu He was still very rational now, otherwise he would not have endured it for seven days in a row and only started to act now. Wu He had endured the dirty, humid, stuffy, dark, and crowded cabin for seven days. What could he not tolerate now?

When Wu He first came, his identity was not the "Leonard" sailor he is today, but a young man named "Grant Abraham". Yes, it was the one who was whipped by Andre at the beginning. that.

Wu He came to this unlucky boy seven days ago, and the boy had just died at that time.

Although the boy's surname is Abraham, the Abraham family has been in decline for many years because of Mr. Men's nonsense and the bad moves played by Abraham's ancestors.

The boy named Grant himself was not even an Extraordinary person in his parents' generation, and he had not even been exposed to Extraordinary knowledge at all.

The Grant family previously lived in the Rossed Islands where the Wild Sea and Sonia were still connected.

There, the Glencoe family ran some small businesses. Although their lives were not rich, they could barely afford to eat and drink.

But unfortunately, he was kidnapped by a gang.

And the most deceptive thing is that this group of kidnappers were not here to extort ransom, but to directly trade people, and they directly sold him onto this slave ship.

The most desperate thing is that these guys did not kidnap just one person, but directly kidnapped the whole family.

Things like this kind of small traders, because they offended some people, suddenly moved away from the archipelago, or simply disappeared from the world. There are not many things like this in the Furious Sea, an archipelago where pirates are rampant and the boundary of the sea, so there is no opportunity. any impact.

No one cares whether there are one or two vendors missing in a certain market.

And it is this little corner that no one cares about, and a slave transaction can be concluded by just gathering dozens or hundreds of people.

This is how this body appeared on the slave ship.

As for Andrei in Wuhekou, he is naturally the man with a neat beard.

It was clear from the guy's eyes that he didn't regard the slaves in the cabin as human beings at all, and completely regarded these poor guys as ants, or even lower-level guys.

Naturally, it is impossible for such a person to introduce himself in front of this group of slaves. Wu He obtained these memories from "Leonard".

Leonor was naturally the sailor who was ordered by Andre to clean up the corpse. This guy was not an extraordinary person.

Wu He has been observing this slave ship for seven days. During these seven days, he has tried to kill and escape many times.

But Wu He's current body is too weak, even if he inherited the life essence transformed from all the vitality of his original body.

But if all these life essences are to be transformed into power, it is obviously not something that can be achieved in a week on a slave ship.

After his observation, he found that there were at least seven or eight Beyonders on this ship, and the order of each one was not low. The leader, Andre, was suspected to be an interrogator of the Inquisitor path. And now Wu He knew for sure that this guy was a "judge".

Moreover, these guys are very likely to be wearing extraordinary items.

This configuration is even lower than the configuration of the Tingen City team in the original book. It is obviously not something Wu He can deal with head-on under the current conditions.

Therefore, Wu He had no choice but to hibernate for the time being and continue to observe.

Finally he found his chance today.

So he used Leona to transport his body, and when he came to the deserted corridor, he directly used the skills he learned from the healing Wu He, and used the fear and fear he had collected in the slave ship in the past seven days. A painful blow kills the opponent.

No trace of blood was left, and no other noise was made.

Then the civet cat was directly traded for the prince, and Wu He got a vest named "Leonard".

Since Wu He absorbed Leona's life essence while also gaining his memory and knowing his behavioral habits and social patterns with other people, he was not afraid that he would be discovered in the short term.

It will definitely not work for a long time. After all, the memory absorbed by the life essence does not contain certain habitual behaviors. These cannot be easily imitated.

It's okay to use your body's memory to deal with other people, avoid acquaintances in the short term, and cover up your own problems a little, but in the long run it will definitely be seen as wrong.

Fortunately, Wu He doesn't need to keep such a vest all the time.

According to Leona's memory, it was similar to previous ship experiences. After waiting for two or three days, the ship could reach Loen.

What he has to do now is wait for the ship to dock.

He stretched out his hand and gently pressed his heart with his right hand. Feeling the violent beating of his heart, Wu He closed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself in his heart.

"Don't worry, we still have a lot of time."

"Those guys are from MI9. You probably don't know this. But I can tell you that they are very dangerous."

"We are still very weak now, so weak that we cannot even protect ourselves."

"What we need now is to stay alive and become stronger."

"To live is all we hope for. Only by becoming stronger can we control our own destiny..."

……

　The exam is finally over, and I will start paying off the debt I owed from tomorrow.

　　I probably only owe three or four more, so I should be able to pay it off soon.

　　New bounties can be opened.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)