"What is this?" Some crew members discovered these skeletons crawling out from under the deck and screamed.

"Sister-in-law! Enemy attack!"

After all, he was an experienced old pirate. He was only stunned for a moment, then he reacted and started shouting to his companions to be careful.

For a moment, the deck was in chaos, with the roar of magic and explosions everywhere.

"Mazaha, look at what you have done?" Amid the chaos, a complaint sounded above the deck.

Mazarha was the name of the gunner from before. These pirates obviously thought that it was Mazarha's attack that brought about the revenge of the warlock.

The man named Mazaha curled his lips and muttered:

"They are just some skeletons, why are you panicking? I'm going to smash their heads with one punch."

As he spoke, he found the right opportunity, rushed out, and used his swift body to rush in front of a skeleton guard. He jumped high, a grim smile appeared on his face, and then punched the skeleton guard on the forehead.

There was a loud bang, and the hideous smile on Mazaha's face froze.

The bone guard turned his head, and dark soul flames jumped in the empty eye sockets, and he looked at Mazaha.

Mazaha retreated violently, distancing himself from the skeleton guard. He looked at his fist, which had swollen to the size of a casserole, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and muttered to himself:

"What a hard head!"

I don’t know if it’s because he didn’t do what he boasted just now, so he’s a little angry and embarrassed now, but Mazaha just shook his hands and rushed forward again.

But this time, he didn't forget to bring the rocket launcher beside him.

If it couldn't be broken by fists, he didn't believe that a cannonball couldn't break it either.

After a while, the skeleton guard was successfully blasted to pieces by his cannonball. But before he could be happy for a while, the bone fragments that were shattered and scattered on the ground by the cannonball automatically gathered together and formed a new skeleton guard.

The skeleton guard's deep eyes stared straight at Mazaha, and the soul fire in his eyes flickered, as if saying:

"That's it?"

Ignoring the one-sided battle on the deck, Eros, who was sitting on the roof, found the target of his operation, and jumped off the roof with his palm.

He walked leisurely into the corridor of the ship's tower and stopped the captain who was about to go to the deck to check the situation.

Looking at the strange young man in front of him, the captain showed a trace of vigilance:

"Who are you? Why are you attacking my fleet?"

Unfortunately, he was not qualified to attend the VIP luncheon held by Sudhol, otherwise he would not have asked the question of who Eros was.

Eros did not answer the captain's question. He glanced at the captain, then frowned and asked:

"Are you hurt?"

The captain was stunned. He suddenly felt confused about the current situation. Could it be that this young man attacked his ship?

But if he was the one who attacked, why would he care if he was hurt?

Just as the captain was wondering, Eros stretched out his hand and pointed, and a green light shot out from his fingertips.

The captain was startled and tried to dodge, but unfortunately he was a step too slow and failed to dodge successfully.

Just when he thought he was going to be injured, a huge vitality suddenly spread from the place where he was hit.

In just a blink of an eye, the injuries on his body caused by the actions a few days ago were healed.

What is going on? The captain was a little confused.

However, no matter how confused he was, the improvement in his injuries was real.

So he suppressed his doubts, put on a smile, and thanked Eros:

"Thank u……"

But before he could finish his words, he felt his brain dizzy, as if his soul had been hit by a huge hammer, and his whole body was in a trance.

The captain supported himself on the wall of the corridor with one hand to prevent himself from falling, and rubbed his head with the other hand.

The original touch on his head did not come, and what he touched was a rotten meat paste, as if he had touched rotten meat.

The captain was stunned for a moment, and then completely lost consciousness.

Eros looked at the human-shaped skeleton whose flesh and blood had completely rotted away under the power of death. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked outside.

In order to comply with the requirement that no external force can be used, if the target of the mission is injured, he must be healed before being killed.

Fortunately, he is a wet nurse and can use magic to restore them directly, otherwise he can only lock them in the world in the tank and wait for them to recover on their own.

As for using potions, he would not waste healing potions on these guys.

Healing potions are so expensive, it would be better to use that money to buy more spiritual essence or other spiritual materials.

By the time Eros walked out of the corridor with the captain, who had turned into bones, the battle on the deck was over.

In order to save time, Eros did not clean up the battlefield, but chose to directly stuff the ship into the world in the tank, preparing to clean up the battlefield after his hunting operation was over.

After putting the entire ship in, Eros took out the projector given by Sudhol, turned on the screen, and checked the locations of other targets on it.

After just a quick look, he rushed towards the target closest to him.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

In the Golden City, many residents were awakened by the occasional explosions at sea. They all looked confused, not knowing what had happened at sea.

Sudehor stood at the highest point of the City Lord's Mansion, looking at the flames that occasionally lit up on the sea, shaking a glass of sparkling water in his hand and taking a sip from time to time.

The butler standing by took a subtle look at the tall figure, carefully hiding the admiration in his heart. Seeing that the atmosphere was a little cold, he took the initiative to ask:

"Lord City Lord, what do you think that young man wants to do by hunting down so many warlocks?"

Sudhol picked up the cup and took another sip of the soaked water. He opened his red lips and said casually:

"As far as I know, the ritual requirement for advancing to Sequence 4 in the Path of Death is to kill some Sequence 5 warlocks."

"If I'm not mistaken, he might be preparing for the ceremony to advance to Sequence 4."

After saying this, he looked in another direction of the city, which was where the Bloody Emperor Osides currently lived.

The pirate emperor was very arrogant and did not hide his residence.

He had previously thought that the young man of unknown identity would go looking for trouble with Osides first.

After all, that was the accumulation of decades of a pirate king, and its value was definitely more valuable than those Sequence 5 pirates.

But unexpectedly, the young man had no intention of looking for Osides at all.