Chapter 289 The Assassin of the Sea

Storm Bay, Port One.

Near noon, a steamship built by the Ringlander family was docked here.

The sailors counted the goods, then sorted the completed goods according to categories into corresponding dimensional bags and packed them.

These sailors were talking and laughing, and seemed to be in a good mood.

However, when someone mentions words like "Spirit King" or "Competition", they will shake their heads helplessly or sigh.

In four days, the Spirit King Card Contest will be held, but sailors like them who are about to sail away can't catch up.

"Oh~, when I heard that the competition was going to be postponed, I was happy for a while, thinking that I could catch up, but I didn't expect that they only postponed it for two days. It seems that I have no chance to win the Soul King this time!"

After all the cargo was transported, the bosun with a messy beard looked very regretful, as if he really had a chance.

But the sailors beside him didn't give him this face, and they all started making fun of him.

"Come on, boss, with your few hands, you have to fight hard to play cards with us rookies. You still want to fight for the Soul King? I heard that some adventurers went deep into the lonely mountain surrounded by storms and found Use the materials of powerful monsters to condense your soul!”

"Yes, yes! I heard that there are people who have obtained griffon hair and want to condense the corresponding spirit with it!"

For the residents of Storm Bay, the hottest topic recently is the Spirit King Card Contest.

Even people who have not played this game are keen to discuss it because it is such a hot topic.

These sailors are naturally players of this game. They like to play spirit cards when they are bored at sea.

Compared with the tedious guessing of dice points, this kind of game that requires a certain amount of strategy and tests luck makes them prefer it.

"Hey! You guys! I usually let you guys do that! This means..."

Halfway through the words, the bosun's expression disappeared suddenly, and he swallowed the rest of his words.

Other sailors also noticed the change in their boss, so they looked back and saw a large group of slightly thinner men and women in gorgeous clothes following their captain.

Next to the captain was a middle-aged man in more gorgeous clothes. The two were talking about something and looked slightly serious.

"Tsk! A luxury liner just left the day before yesterday. Why didn't these people go with that ship? Instead, they lived on our cargo ship? So we have to sleep together!"

Seeing the group of people getting on the boat, a sailor whispered dissatisfiedly.

But judging from the expressions of the other sailors beside him, these words were the common sentiment of all sailors.

After being silent for a while, the boatswain turned around and said to the men behind him: "Okay, okay, we'll go to the warehouse to play cards later. It's spacious enough, but we agreed first that we can't be lazy when patrolling on the deck. Let’s take turns.”

"Yeah! Boss is wise!"*N

In the midst of the free rainbow fart, the bosun went to the captain's room and discussed the steamer's departure time.

No one noticed that a figure sneaked into the steamship carrying a wooden plank on his back and entered the cabin with a clear purpose.

Using stealth, he reached the maintenance room that was rarely inspected.

Tools used to carry out emergency repairs on steamships were stored here, but apart from regular maintenance, no crew members ever came here.

Superstitious crew members believe that if you keep coming here, the ship will often have problems.

The sneaking figure quickly unlocked the door using a lockpick, and then ducked in. After confirming that it was safe enough, he placed the wooden board behind him on the ground, and then pressed his palms on the wooden board.

"Buzz~"

As the power from Siberius began to take effect, the strange blue dragon pattern on the back of his hand evaporated the special items used to cover up the dragon pattern, exerting its due power.

On the wooden board, a two-dimensional portal gradually took shape with the power of the dragon pattern.

"Very good, the plan worked!"

Across the portal, the alien dragon mark holders from the Tarkanan family said excitedly.

The rogue who once hunted Udyr and the gloomy man who once stored the treasures of House Kundalak are among them.

"Come here quickly! Although this plank made of activated wood can replace trees for me to use my dragon pattern ability, its maintenance time is also shortened accordingly!"

With veins on his forehead, the alien dragon mark holder who sneaked in said in an urgent tone.

The Tarkanan assassins on the other side didn't waste any more words, jumped directly into the portal, and secretly sneaked into the ship.

Tonight, they are going to assassinate the captain of the ship and obtain an item from the ship.

…

In the wilderness area, in the forest where the two Valena elves hide.

"My turn! Draw a card!"

In the forest, two delicate-looking elves were sitting on the ground, with their respective spirit cards placed in front of them.

At this moment, it is the turn of the male elf Tum.

After taking a look at the cards in his hand, the male elf with a resolute appearance and a hard face showed a rare smile.

After seeing his smile, his companion, the female elf Kasha, scratched her head frantically.

"You guys must have drawn powerful cards again! You guys...how come your luck with cards is so ridiculous!"

Ignoring his companions' wailing, Tum drew a card and displayed it face up on the board.

"Activate equipment card, Necromancer Staff, equipment target, Necromancer!"

Along with his words, a stream of light flew out of the equipment card and merged with the magician in gorgeous black robes on the field.

A staff inlaid with purple-black dragon crystals turned from virtual to real and appeared in the hands of the magician.

At this moment, Kassa felt a strange power emanating from the magician's spirit, and Tum on the opposite side also stood up, pointing at Kassa's ace spirit with a somewhat childish look.

"The true power of the Necromancer has been revived! Face death! Death finger!"

As if synchronized with Tum's thinking, the Necromancer spirit fired a black-gray ray at the same time as its master declared death, hitting Kassa's ace spirit - a Hero's Blade Elf that was 60% similar to her.

The spirit holding the double-edged scimitar, like a simplified version of the Flame Dragon Warrior, tried to resist with the weapon in her hand, but the spell of the Finger of Death finally penetrated her body.

The black and gray energy wrapped around her "corpse", and the next second, the spirit turned into a black whirlwind and came to Tum's camp.

However, her skin has changed from the healthy skin color of a normal elf to blue-gray, and the strength of the spirit seems to have weakened.

This is the special effect after the Necromancer kills the spirit with the Finger of Death. It does not absorb the opponent to strengthen himself, but controls the opponent's spirit and makes it his subordinate.