The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 906 - 588: Children

Bloody Bride.

The battle on the deck was still ongoing, with the entire ship suffering extensive damage and flames.

A small head cautiously poked out from a hole in the deck.

"Surround him! We have the numbers, encircle him!"

The pirates shouted.

An unknown female voice rang out: "Does having more people make you powerful?"

Cries of agony could be heard, as several pirate figures were flung into the sky, with a lot of blood raining down.

The entire ship was already completely engulfed in chaos.

Watching this scene, Adam ducked his head back in.

What a great opportunity, a unique chance.

The time to escape was right in front of him.

As for staying, he hadn’t even considered it. The force of the Bloody Bride was formidable to him, and he had witnessed this Blood Race pirate crew’s battles with other pirates many times.

In his view, this was just another raid battle.

He quickly ran back toward the gathering place of the Blood Race children.

"Quick, follow me, let’s get out of here!"

As the oldest child and the one who had been on this ship the longest, Adam had already become their leader.

The children followed Adam in confusion, weaving through the chaotic cabin.

Eva held one child’s hand, carrying another in her arms, tightly following behind him.

"Keep up, be careful."

"He’s going to fall, quickly support him."

Thus, in the chaos, this group of children crossed the deck, passing over the battlefield.

"How do we leave? We’re on the open sea." Eva asked worriedly.

Adam took a deep breath, placed his hands on her shoulders, looked her in the eyes, and forcefully said: "Trust me, I’ve prepared for this moment for a long time."

They reached the lower deck once more, seeing a lifeboat docked there. It looked like a converted ferry boat with more capacity, appearing more solid.

"How is it? Pretty good, huh? I’ve been ready for a while."

Adam said, placing the little girl he was carrying into the boat first, then urging: "Quick, all of you get in, undo the ropes above, get ready. I’m going to get the prepared supplies."

Just as he stepped out, a figure fell down from above.

"Damn it, this is terrifying, I have to get out of here."

He said as he climbed up, saw the small boat and the children in action.

"You brats, are you trying to escape? You’ve prepared well... Get lost, this boat is mine now."

He charged forward without hesitation, knocking Tok aside effortlessly.

Having watched the pirate rush past him, Adam stood frozen, his teeth clenched tighter, baring his fangs.

His eyes were glowing crimson.

"Get away!"

He roared, drawing the dagger always kept at his waist, stabbing it into the pirate’s leg, twisting it viciously.

"Ah! You little brat, die!"

Knocked to the ground by the sudden attack, this pirate evidently had rich battle experience, even with wounds, facing these kids, he immediately counterattacked.

A short sword made of blood appeared in his hand, slashing directly at Adam.

A bloody wound instantly appeared, with a lot of blood spraying out, absorbed by the pirate.

The pain and injury didn’t stop Adam. He viciously opened his mouth, biting the leg, using all his strength to suck the opponent’s blood.

"Get lost!" The pirate roared, the short sword shifted from slashing to stabbing.

This stab would be fatal. However, a crimson sharp claw scraped across his face, instantly tearing it to shreds.

"You’re not allowed to hurt him! You ugly monster!"

At this moment, Eva also had crimson eyes, revealing the Blood Race’s sharp fangs.

The five claws of her hands carried a bloody aura.

Tok, who had been knocked aside, had somehow gotten up, holding a sharp wooden spike, channeling his small blood-colored power, stabbing it viciously into the pirate’s back.

The usually crybaby child also ran over, slamming into the pirate’s chest.

More children climbed over, driven by the Blood Race’s power, the battlefield’s bloodshed and killing made their uncontrollable Blood Race bloodline begin to stir.

Each transformed like little fiends, baring their fangs that pierced into the Blood Race pirate’s body.

The Blood Race pirate screamed, growing weaker and weaker, his entire body visibly withering.

On the deck.

The leader of this team, the Leopard Beastman, pressed the ship’s pirates hard against the deck with his palm.

Pupils vertical, a mouth full of sharp teeth, almost fully exposing his fierce nature.

Glaring at the already severely wounded and dying Pirate Captain, he said viciously: "I’ve thought about you in my dreams these past years, you damned bastard."

"Heh heh, cough, it is, cough cough, truly an honor to be remembered by a lady like you."

Even beaten with wounds all over, dying, this Blood Race pirate still said such remarks.

"Heh, I hope when you’re pierced by Holy Light, you can still laugh, you fallen mongrel. The thought of someone like you sharing the same blood as the Leader makes me sick."

Every Blood Race pirate captain had once been a member of the Royal Family, and had some kinship with Kana.

"Kana is truly impressive, worthy of pride." The Blood Race pirate even smiled, though his smile was filled with blood.

"Shut up, chanting his name is a stain on his honor."

He finished, retracting his sharp claws into fists, punching hard, knocking out several of the opponent’s sharp teeth on the spot.

"Now, tell me, the child you took from me, where is he now?"

"Child? Ah~ Who knows, maybe dead, hahahaha."

He had just said when the laughter broke off, because a Night Watcher came from behind, clearly one of her team members.

This was a tall and thin Male Mage, gently pointing the metal scepter in his hand at him.

The top of the scepter flickered with a faint purple light, he could feel the light seemingly infiltrating his will.

"Your brain will provide us with the information we need." The Male Mage smiled.

The Beastman leader shook her hand, she just wanted to vent her accumulated negative emotions over these years.

In the distant darkness, another ship also echoed with battle and explosions.

"Are those fish riders still not done?" The Beastman asked, puzzled.

A Half-Elf Thief emerged from the darkness in front of her, shrugged helplessly.

"They’re committed to their mysterious principles, eliminating all who see them, plunging those Cultists wandering at sea into endless terror."

"Tch, boring."

The Beastman was envious but stayed defiant.

"Found them, they’re on the ship."