Pirate Ship Spirit System

Hades expressed surprise when he learned from the fishermen that there was an island nearby.

He raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by these people for a while. Who would have known that during his wandering days at sea, there was an island so close to the sea area where he was stationed.

At this point, he finally understood the horror of the sea. Without sufficient preparation and tools, and without the protagonist's luck, getting lost at sea is a completely normal thing.

"Western Sea...Poly Island...I understand, thank you."

After Hades got the news he needed, he wanted to thank him gratefully, but for some reason the expression on his face was stiff and he couldn't extract any emotion from his body, so he had to bow symbolically.

The fishermen uncles quickly expressed fear. After living for most of their lives, they had never received such gifts from noble gentlemen.

Seeing that the other party was just a child and might have been in a shipwreck, the old fisherman glared at the people who were interested in money, then took out the compass and handed it to Hades.

"Here is the compass and map. Just drive forward in this direction. You will be able to see the island in a short time."

"okay."

Hades nodded calmly this time.

Suddenly, he focused his gaze on several people again, his eyes showing some contemplation. His fingers involuntarily grasped the long knife hanging on his belt, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

And behind him, the darkness accumulated from many days of bloodlust is approaching.

A strange idea suddenly came into his mind.

There are a total of 5 people on the opposite boat, which means 5 soul points. The way to obtain souls by killing sea monsters is difficult to find and difficult to deal with, but killing people is much easier.

Hades clearly remembered that he once killed a pirate. It was the first time he obtained a soul and the first time he killed someone.

Since then, he has never seen a living person on the sea, and it is even more difficult to collect souls.

The five soul points he had now were almost at his fingertips, not much easier than him working hard at sea for half a year.

As soon as this idea came up, even he was shocked.

What was he thinking about?

Hades stood numbly on the bow of the boat, his palms soaked with sweat, staring blankly at the fishing boat slowly sailing into the distance.

Killing...when did it become so natural in his concept.

Especially when there were a few kind-hearted people across the street who were strangers to him and helped him.

A strong sense of self-blame impacted his soul, and the guilt that emerged in turn blamed his gradually collapsing humanity.

Humanity...is he really...still human?

Hades became completely panicked, because this was not the first time that he had felt this way.

From the first time he killed someone without feeling anything wrong, he began to question his own humanity. After that, he drifted alone on the sea for half a year without feeling the slightest sense of loneliness, which made him even more suspicious of himself.

Until now, when his subconscious thoughts pointed the knife at ordinary people who had no grievances against him, he was convinced that he had fallen.

It's just not clear whether this evil side comes from the system, or whether he has lost his humanity because he hasn't been with others for too long.

The waves hit the hull, and the water splashed on the side of the ship, on the guardrail beside it, and also soaked Hades's trousers.

The weather, with clear skies and clear skies, could change at any time. It was sunny just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye it was covered with dark clouds. This was a sign that a storm was coming.

Hades looked at the blurry black shadow in the distance, which should be the "Poly Island" that the fishermen were referring to, but for some reason, a hint of irritability suddenly rose in his heart. This feeling of irritability became stronger and stronger. It was getting stronger and stronger, making him almost unable to control his emotions, changing as suddenly as the weather above his head.

Closing his eyes, all bloody images flashed through Hades' mind. One by one, two or three-meter-long sea fish were punched and their bodies exploded. The bright red fish blood sprayed into the sea water and splashed on his cheeks. , the fishy-sweet smell stimulated his sense of smell.

Suddenly, the scene changed, and he was no longer in the sea, but in the port of a small town, and the violent deaths were no longer sea fish, but living human lives.

The red-stained long knife, the cold corpse, the rising tide washing the blood-red beach, all of them sketched a horrific picture, which stimulated his nerves.

He felt that he was possessed!

Suddenly, Hades opened his eyes and made a decision.

Turn the boat around, stay away from the island, and find an inaccessible place to hide.

He wanted to calm down and sort out his complicated mood.

Of course, this also gives the people on that island a chance to live away from the devil.

......

"Wow - wow -,"

On the sea, on a canoe, an eight or nine-year-old girl was paddling hard with her thin arms.

A storm is coming, the sun is covered by dark clouds, and the entire sky seems to be collapsing, forcing the air to be filled with a depressing atmosphere.

A flash of thunder ripped the dark clouds into pieces, and rain poured down from the sky, scaring her on the boat.

The girl's hand holding the oar trembled slightly, almost uncontrollably, and a trace of panic flashed through her big frightened eyes, but she then forced herself to calm down.

Girls of her age should still be acting coquettishly in their parents' arms, noisily holding adults' hands and asking for gifts.

But these have always been extravagant wishes to her.

In the past, she still had doctors and friends in the library to rely on, but now, she is already alone.

On the bow of the canoe lay one of her parcels, which contained some bread and fresh water.

This was the "salary" she received from her previous family. If they didn't choose to sell her out to the navy, maybe she could work there for a while and wait until she had enough money to go...

But there is no "if" in the world, and being betrayed seems to have become a part of her life.

The girl bit her lower lip stubbornly, forcing herself not to cry. She wanted to live for her mother, for the doctor, and for all the scholars.

She hugged the bread and took a few bites. The bread was too dry and she ate it too quickly. She couldn't swallow it and choked. In a hurry, she wanted to give her a few mouthfuls of water, but suddenly a wave came over and filled the bow of the boat with bags of food and fresh water. Thrown into the sea.

The house leaked and it rained all night. The girl looked at the sunken food in despair. She really wanted to jump into the sea to pick it up, but she was a capable person, and even the sea abandoned her. She could only hold on to the wooden boards along the side of the boat. , pinched his fingers into purple color.

The food was gone, the water was gone, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier. When the world turned off the lights for her, it also blew out the last candle, leaving her completely in darkness.

Helpless sobs finally sounded, and tears mixed with rain flowed from her eyes, but the girl did not give up. She grabbed the oar and rowed hard, facing the storm and waves, advancing inch by inch on the sea.

She didn't know how long it took, but her physical strength was almost exhausted, and she finally saw a ship parked on the sea not far away.

She seemed to see hope.

The sun's rays slowly illuminate the earth, and the waves on the sea slowly dissipate.

The gradually calming rain washed over her cheeks as if giving her the last bit of strength, allowing her to get closer to the ship step by step.