Bloodbath

Chapter 100 Bloodbath

At the junction of the deck and the sterncastle.

Luca opened the lid of the box that usually served as a seat and took out a shotgun that was mounted on a gun rack so it wouldn't shake with the ship's rocking.

"What are you standing there for?"

Luca, holding a shotgun in each hand, shouted, "Come quick!"

Hearing Luca's heartfelt roar...

The sailors, who were initially stunned by the bloody scene and the ferocity of the corpse shark, suddenly came to their senses.

They scrambled over and took the loaded shotgun.

At this moment, Chalice had no time to spare for anything else.

Because a corpse shark with exceptionally strong characteristics, whose dorsal fin was almost completely exposed with bone spurs extending from its horny cartilage, was swimming towards him with a dark red, menacing aura!

A strong stench of decay hit us!

Chalice slid to the side, barely avoiding the enormous jaws that could crush a human body.

wow

The magazine of Hungry Kiss rotates.

This strange item has many drawbacks, such as the inconvenience of switching ammunition types every time.

However, different types of ammunition are designed to target enemies with different characteristics.

The Corpse Shark is clearly not an ordinary monster.

Therefore, Chalice prioritizes breaking the spirit!

To deal with these skeletal monsters that are clearly possessed by evil spirits or corrupted by evil.

My major in explosives isn't really a good fit.

To exorcise evil spirits and break spirits, Cheryl chooses the more destructive spirit-breaking bullets!

The fleeting moment when we brushed past each other.

The kiss of hunger rose.

Bang! Chalis almost pressed the muzzle of his gun against that gray eyeball and pulled the trigger.

The inscribed warheads barely traveled through the air.

It shot into the eyeball the instant it emerged from the barrel.

The pure spirituality residing within the inscription exploded!

The unique spirit-dispelling effect dispels the corrupted spirit attached to the caster.

Besides the eyeballs bursting, what else burst too!

A sharp, piercing scream, as if countless souls were releasing their cries in unison, rang out extremely briefly!

The corpse shark's grayish-white eyeball crumbled like crushed lychee flesh, and filthy tissue fluid and rotten eyeball tissue were emptied from its eye socket.

A dark red "candle flame" was revealed, slowly dying out.

Buck was right.

eyeball----

Or rather, the soul fire in the eyeball is the weakness!

The Spirit-Shattering Bullet not only destroyed the Corpse Shark's eyeballs, but also disrupted the conditions for the evil spirit to attach itself.

Thus, this monster, which should have died long ago, began to collapse.

As the dark red light in its eye sockets flickered wildly and erratically, the Corpse Shark's imposing body lost its threat.

Chalice steadied himself.

The corpse shark also began its final frenzy.

It twisted and twitched, its tail fin slapping against the deck with muffled thuds.

However, the dark red aura that once surrounded it is now fading and dissipating irreversibly.

A few seconds later, the corpse shark stopped moving completely.

It became a corpse in the true sense of the word.

It no longer has any activity.

Even if some extraordinary being wanted to collect its scattered spirit to do something bad, they would have no chance.

This shark has been squeezed dry of its value, both before and after its death.

The battle between the crew and the corpse sharks has taken a turn for the better.

Chalice's first kill.

This undoubtedly gave the crew members a great boost!

The most despairing thing about immortal monsters is that they are immortal!

If it is discovered that even the so-called "immortal" can actually be found to have weaknesses and be eliminated, then the terrifying will not turn into despair.

at this time.

Luca also led his sailors, now dressed in new uniforms, back to the battlefield.

They no longer wielded bolt-action rifles, which were powerful and had strong penetration but a very slow rate of fire, but instead used pump-action short-barreled shotguns with shorter range but more powerful firepower!

Click. Lucara pulled the bolt to chamber a round.

He quickly scanned the deck and soon selected his target.

It was a corpse shark tearing apart a sailor.

The sailor was beyond saving under the frenzied attacks of the corpse shark.

This is not a matter of being left with a disability.

The sailor's upper body had been ground to shreds by the shark's teeth, leaving only half of his arm hanging outside the shark's mouth, still trying to open his fingers for help.

But black and red fragments of internal organs and rotten, decaying flesh were spilling out as the hideous shark's mouth swung around.

The scene was bloody and brutal.

Death is only a matter of time.

Luca felt a throbbing pain in his temples!

While the tragic fate of his fellow human beings filled him with fear, the brutal death of his companion ignited a fierce rage within Luca!

He gritted his teeth and hurried over, raising his shotgun to aim at the corpse shark's blood-stained gray-white eyeballs.

The roar of the shotgun was almost louder than that of the revolver.

Large plumes of lead bullets were sprayed in a fan shape, striking the corpse shark's side before spreading too far, sending its rotting flesh flying and revealing its mutated fish bones.

Luca was also quite lucky.

The shotgun shell successfully hit the eyeball!

The murky eyeball burst open with a thud, and with its core destroyed, the corpse shark, which was devouring fresh flesh, entered the countdown to the end of its alternate life.

After struggling briefly, it lay still, its mouth full of the barely recognizable sailor.

"it works!"

Luca exclaimed excitedly, "Ho! Ho! Shoot the eyeballs! Shooting the eyeballs will take down these guys!"

He then realized how rapid his breathing was.

With experience, plus even more powerful firepower.

The crew members fought the corpse shark with increasing ferocity.

A few minutes later.

The corpse sharks that rushed onto the deck all had their eyeballs blown out.

The final corpse shark was nearly riddled with bullets from several concentrated shotguns, and Luca and the others seemed to be taking this opportunity to vent their shock, anger, and resentment.

"Alright, let's save our bullets."

Chalice pressed down on the gun in Luca's hand.

The other sailors also stopped firing.

Some sailors, their eyes bloodshot with rage, lowered their guns, but still not satisfied, they went up and kicked the guns several times.

As a result, the corpse shark's skeleton was brittle from the barrage of bullets, and he kicked it so hard that it broke and got stuck inside.

The comical actions also slightly eased everyone's tense mood.

People around him jokingly "pulled" him out.

The smoke of battle has cleared.

Looking at the mess on the deck, Cherries felt somewhat agitated and uneasy.

Why?

Corpse sharks are definitely not creatures that naturally reproduce in the mysterious sea.

Moreover, encountering such a group of monsters in the vast ocean with a clear objective of attacking and killing you seems a bit too coincidental, doesn't it?

This is no coincidence.

Chalice stood expressionlessly, holding his revolver, watching the sailors collect the bodies of the dead, wrinkling their noses as they piled up the remains of the carcass sharks and cleaned the deck, which was covered in blood and fragments of limbs.

Coming prepared —

But who exactly is targeting me?

The first thing that came to Cherries' mind was cultists.

Because not long ago, he had intercepted and sealed the evil god statue they wanted to smuggle out of Maro Island.

Although this news was only circulating among insiders in powerful organizations such as the association and the governor's office.

But who knows if there's something fishy going on among these people?

The best form of secrecy is keeping it to yourself.

There is a risk of leakage if anyone else knows.

Moreover, there are quite a few people in the know about this news.

Even without a leaker colluding with the evil god, there's always someone with a loose tongue who might fabricate stories about being the "hero who sealed the evil god's statue"—

But is the mastermind really a cult?

Chalice sighed softly.

It's perfectly normal for cult members to want to kill themselves if they find out.

But—others with conflicting interests might also secretly sabotage things—

What Chalice fears is not the blatant malice, but the smiling tiger lurking behind the scenes, plotting against him.

After becoming the core captain, it's inevitable that some people will dislike you.

Hopefully, this time it's a cult.

That would be simpler.