The Glory of Noxus.

Da da! Da da!

Heavy and chaotic footsteps beat against the hazy night.

Pike turned his cold eyes, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the wooden steps being bent by heavy boots.

Only six tall, strong men with fierce faces burst into view.

Their bodies were covered with blood-soaked leather aprons, and their thorn-tattooed arms were exposed, with their tight muscles protruding.

Each person also carried a toothed meat hook in his hand, and several knives commonly used by butchers hung from the belt around his waist.

These guys are from the Slaughter Docks and are responsible for patrolling tonight.

Since the fall of Bilgewater's iron-fisted tyrant, various small gangs have become more brazen.

Gangs, large and small, draw swords against each other, eager to expand their respective spheres of influence.

These people are the Slaughterers at the Slaughter Pier, and the forces behind them can rival the current Iron Hook Gang.

They wore nail-head boots, exuded a strong stench of rotten internal organs, and muttered obscenities without any intention of concealing themselves.

Also recalling the stories and legends that once circulated in Bilgewater.

I just saw Pike standing there blankly, how could he just disappear like that?

He raised his eyes to look at the mist around him, and a sense of unfounded fear crept into his heart.

The slaughterers walked down the pier with steady steps and faintly surrounded the abandoned hunting ship moored in the port.

The fattest guy among the slaughterers said with a grin.

"This guy"

The fat man looked pale and couldn't believe his eyes.

However, it can be seen from the distribution of positions that Fatty's strength should be the strongest among the beheaders.

They looked at the sneaky shadow of the hunting boat, and were secretly happy, thinking that they had found the thieves active at the slaughter dock.

Pike looked at the approaching slaughterers, the serrated harpoon in his hand shook, and his cold eyes shone with excitement.

At this moment, the other slaughterers retreated one after another when they saw this scene.

There seemed to be unknown power hidden in the mist, which made Fatty feel palpitated.

The fat man saw the fear emerging from his companion's heart and immediately roared loudly.

At the same time, they also hope to gain a reputation as a massacrer and suppress the Iron Hook Gang's illustrious reputation.

A Zhan Tu beside the fat man muttered in a low voice, looking at the strange guy in his field of vision, trying hard to search for rumors in his mind that matched the scene in front of him.

They are eager to bring the thieves to justice and gain honor and wealth for themselves.

In the dark night.

The serrated harpoon held tightly in the hand shone with a biting chill in the moonlight, making the slaughterers a little frightened.

They had long smelled the smell of blood in the air and noticed everything happening on the deck.

It seemed to have passed through a layer of void air, and finally hit the rotting deck, making a dull sound like thunder.

A bad premonition arose in his heart, and his eyes lingered on the green mail armor.

Bang!

The fat man's muscles all over his body flexed, and he used all his strength to wave the meat hook in his hand and rush towards Pike with a sharp whistling sound.

When the fat man saw Pike staying where he was, he couldn't help feeling a little proud in his heart.

Under the dim light, this guy looked like a monster walking out of the deep sea, with gray-white bones surrounding his neck like a cold necklace.

He thought that Pike was intimidated by his own momentum and had lost the ability to resist, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.

"He's a little less like a thief, more like"

They looked around at the mist that suddenly filled the air, and could clearly sense that the strange guy was nearby.

"Nothing is wrong!"

The next moment!

Faintly, he seemed to see victory in sight.

Judging from his tone, this fat man was a little too arrogant, and one couldn't help but wonder how he could lower himself to the dirty and smelly butchering business.

Meat hooks with dried blood on the surface cut through the air, carrying a strong fishy smell, and rushed towards Pike's head.

They rushed onto the broken hunting boat, saw blood stains on the deck, and also saw strange figures in the hazy mist.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the decaying deck was covered with cracks, and the undercurrent surging under the ship could be vaguely seen.

"The opportunity to claim the bounty has come, may the Bearded Lady mourn the death."

Except for gang members, few people dare to walk out at such a time.

"Extra prey!"

Thinking of the generous rewards provided by the Iron Hook Gang and other gangs, the slaughterers quickened their pace.

"Whether he is a thief or not, let me get rid of him first, and then we can research his identity later."

He took the lead, stepping on the rotten wooden deck with long strides, waving the meat hook in his hand and rushing towards the target.

The meat hook passed through Pike's body, but it didn't bring any real feeling.

But his presence is nowhere to be seen.

They saw with their own eyes that weird guy dispersed into grains of salt and droplets of water.

From a person to a mist, like a ghost on the sea of ​​​​watchers.

The fat guy still held the meat hook in his hand, with sweat on his wrinkled forehead.

In these precious seconds, Pike was everywhere, turning into a dark mist.

On the dark side of the air, at the end of the sound of water, Pike stared at the several strong men in front of him.

"Haha, there is already a place ready for everyone at the bottom of the sea."

He saw the frightened eyes of the slaughterers in the mist, their trembling bodies, and their horrified expressions.

"It's the Ghost of Blood Harbor!"

The sound of fear and panic was like a sharp arrow piercing the air, instantly cutting through the ragged sail and echoing over the rocky sea.

Zhan Tu, who could no longer bear the fear in his heart, swung the meat hook in an unorganized manner.

His movements had lost their former calmness and precision, leaving only endless panic and fear.

I saw sweat flowing on his saggy cheeks, his chapped lips parted, and his two buttocks trembling, almost wanting to leave first.

He only has one thought now——

Escape from this terrifying hunting ship.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Intimidated by the fear and power of the Blood Harbor ghost, the slaughterers dropped their weapons one after another.

They are no longer ferocious butchers, but have become frightened birds, trying to escape from the hunting ship in panic.

Immediately afterwards, the hunting ship fell into chaos and panic.

The slaughterers fled in all directions, fearing that they would be caught up by the ghosts of Blood Harbor if they were too late.

"Damn it, don't run away, come back here!"

When the fat man saw his companions running away from the battle, he was filled with anger and helplessness.

He shouted loudly, hoping that they would stop, but the only response was the footsteps of his companions fleeing in panic and the sound of the roaring sea wind.

Facing the ghost of Blood Harbor, Fatty knows that only by uniting can we have a certain chance of escaping.

Otherwise there is only a dead end.

The dark mist seemed like a curtain, covering the dilapidated hunting boat.