Chapter 1480 - Surrounded by Black Figures

Chapter 1480: Surrounded by Black Figures

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Given the young man’s understanding of his sister, he felt that the latter possibility was more likely.

The young man was enveloped by a cocoon of despair.

At that moment, he longed for a powerful force that could charge into the castle and take his sister away from this place while massacring all the evil people inside, including the Sixth Young Master.

Suddenly, he was hit by a spell of dizziness. After banging his head on the ground so many times, he was concussed, and his consciousness started to slowly fade away.

The two tattooed men lost interest when they saw that the young man had fainted. They walked out of the castle and tossed him out like a piece of garbage.

The young man was dressed in rags and was in a sorry state. It was evident that he did not fit in with the imposing air of the castle.

Some time passed, and a gust of icy breeze woke the young man up. He opened his eyes and sucked in a painful breath of cold air.

The cold air in his lungs pulled him to his senses.

He turned to glance at the black castle before dashing back to his house.

Although there seemed to be no one around the black castle, there had to be guards hiding in the shadows.

By now, there was no way that his sister was unaware of his visit to the black castle. If he lingered any longer, he would probably be killed by the guards.

Since he could not help his sister, he did not want to add to her sadness by dying.

At that moment, he prayed that a miracle would descend.

His mother had given him his first tattoo, and his father had given him his second. After his parents’ deaths, his sister tattooed them on him.

He remembered begging his sister to tattoo the two of them next to their parents so their family could be together again.

The young man clenched his fists tightly and slammed his fist into the wall of the alley.

There was an Earth Mother Elder in the black castle who held a middle-class knight position in the Spirit Mother Federation.

However, the strange flames in the lantern at the back of the boat had been removed by someone.

At dusk, as the wind and waves quieted down, the surface of the sea was especially quiet.

However, hundreds of five-meter-long black figures could be seen below the water near the boat.

Occasionally, one of the black figures would break the surface of the water and reveal the sharp spikes that covered their body.

If the black figures increased their speed, the spikes would blur together to resemble wooden boards.

Constant thudding noises were coming from the bottom of the boat.

Evidently, the black figures were knocking against the bottom of the boat.

Luckily, the wood at the bottom of the boat was rock-textured and was connected by metal spirituals to further fortify them.

Nonetheless, scratches were still left on the bottom of the boat.

The sailors sat around the deck. Only a few of them were still working, like those who were adjusting the sail and the one in the crow’s nest.

Their hands, lips, and skin were dry to the point of cracking. All of them looked extremely haggard.

It was strange for someone to be so deprived of water when they were surrounded by liquid.

Although seawater was not drinkable, one could scoop up a pail and allow the water to evaporate and condense back into clean water droplets that would be enough to sustain a boatload of sailors for a day.

However, this did not account for the situation where there were hundreds of black figures below the water.

Some sailors had taken the risk of scoping up a pail of water and discovered the black figures’ strong leaping abilities.

There had been nowhere for them to find their footing in the water. But using the pail as a ledge, one of the black figures had managed to make it onto the deck.

As it squirmed and flailed around clumsily on the deck, its movements were still quicker than that of the fleeing sailors, and it was only killed after five sailors sacrificed their lives.

From the way that the sailors looked unbothered by the black figures, it indicated that they had been trapped for some time.

The black figure that had leaped on board had been killed and provided the sailors with a source of food.

However, none of them dared to eat any more of the black figure’s flesh because the more they ate, the hungrier they became.

Consuming food while being dehydrated at the same time was no different from committing suicide.