He Comes From the Void

Drizzt's eyes scanned the captain's cabin, and pulled out the scimitar embedded in the chair vigorously, then moved the captain to the chair and tied them tightly together.

Now, looking in from the window, I can see the captain sitting alone in the chair, and everything is as usual.

The first step of deception is finally completed.

Drizzt just breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment, the door of the captain's cabin was opened without warning.

He subconsciously squatted behind the table to hide, and then he heard someone calling his name in a low voice, and raised his head to look at the door again.

Graves' stupid red-hooded head was poking in through the cracked open door, looking around for him.

"Cuizi? Is it over?" Graves saw Drizzt emerging from behind the table at a glance, but he didn't go anywhere.

"Graves? You came at a good time, right? If you had come earlier, you would have been helpful." Drizzt walked to the door and communicated with Graves in a close-range whisper.

"What does it mean to come at a good time? I just came to remind you that your door is not locked."

"That's right, how can you be so witty." Drizzt sneered, and then said, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"What are you going to do next?"

"You don't need to do anything, just wait until the slaughter fleet encounters a sea beast, and we will take the opportunity to escape."

"There is a problem. The fresh water in the warehouse is only enough for a boat to drink for a few days. It is not enough for us to sail to Piltover. If we continue to drag it like this, we may not be able to go far."

"Then let all the extra people jump into the sea. The fewer people share the food, the farther we can sail. As for life and death, other ships in the fleet will not ignore them."

Drizzt and Graves only wanted to make money and not kill, and they would not kill if there was no need.

Hearing Drizzt's answer, Graves nodded and left. Anyway, if they wanted to run away, other ships would not be able to keep them. There are no shipboard cannons on the sea hunting ship.

Drizzt continued to lie comfortably in the captain's cabin, feeling the bumps of the waves, getting farther and farther away from Bilgewater.

On the way, a crew member brought lunch, and Drizzt asked him to put it at the door, and the crisis was easily resolved without embarrassment.

The captain, who had already woken up and found himself strapped to a chair, tried to communicate with Drizzt, warning him that this was Planck's ship.

But Drizzt has already eaten the weight and made up his mind, and he only wants to leave Bilgewater, which is full of undercurrents. That's why he and Graves had never encountered Night of Soul Eater—they had been far away from Bilgewater long before the black mist of the undead stalking spread.

Among other things, the ability of these two pests to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages has been perfected.

Seeing that it was useless to move out of Planck, the captain had no choice but to be honest and resign himself to fate.

Drizzt finished eating the captain's frowning iron squid sashimi, and took a nap because he felt a little sick to his stomach.

The captain stopped struggling, and he was fast asleep. Just when he thought he could sit back and relax, Lady Luck also took a nap.

"Something has happened! Cui Zi? Cui Zi!" A sound of knocking on the door suddenly woke up Drizzt from his cozy nap, accompanied by Graves' screams.

"What's the matter? Look, it scares you," Drizzt snapped, standing up and opening the door a crack, hoping that it was just a joke by Graves.

"The Nether Abyss is here! She's coming towards the Slaughter Fleet!"

"You're not kidding, are you?" Drizzt swallowed nervously, and Graves's words were no less than saying that death at sea came to them.

"Really, it's true, if you don't believe me, you can come out and take a look."

"I think our plan is mostly exposed..." Drizzt has already guessed the reason, it must be that the harpooner was not tied up and someone went to report to Planck. They drive over.

"Hurry up, fight or run? Decide!" Graves elbowed the door and bumped Drizzt.

"How to fight? There are only two of us, and your fate can't beat Death's Daughter. If you run, a sea hunter can't outrun a battleship, and it's too far away from the land, so it's not suitable to jump directly into the sea... But It was caught up at sea, wait for the Underworld to catch up first, if it is really for us, then you should find a way to attract the attention of the Underworld, I will teleport there to destroy the sail, and try to escape with the boat."

"I'll get the gun." Graves nodded, and he had to say that Drizzt was calmer than him in a critical moment. "It's risky, but it's the only way to go," he said.

Because of the sea fog, Graves was already very close when he saw the Abyss, and he didn't have much time to react. The Abyss caught up with the slaughter fleet, inserted it into the middle row like a sharp knife, and kept pace with the other four ships. .

On the deck, a figure in a scarlet cloak pressed a hand on a cannon with a sense of age, and his eyes swept across the seemingly calm sea.

Planck was very disappointed. These people didn't even know that two mice had sneaked in. He thought that as long as he caught up with the slaughter fleet, someone would send the two tied mice to him.

His entire face turned a terrifying scarlet from the rage, and the red eyes gleamed, making everyone else on the deck take a step back.

"Let all the captains come out to meet me."

No one dared to obey the orders given by Planck himself. The sailors of each ship passed the order to their superiors, and the captains of the other ships all appeared, except for one who was slow to show up.

The first mate and the crew knocked on the door, and finally broke in, and found the captain who was tied to a chair, but the murderer who kidnapped him had disappeared.

"Look! They must be found!" The captain's roar came out of the captain's room.

"Boys, go over and help." After Planck knew about it, some crew members of the Hook Gang swung ropes and flew to the deck of the sea hunting ship, scattered into each cabin to help search.

Drizzt was gone, but Graves was still on board!

After a thorough search, the locked warehouse was immediately surrounded by the inner three floors and the outer three floors. The crazy crew kept ramming against the locked door, and the sound of impact echoed on the keel.

...

The doors of the warehouse were banging and the wood was groaning unbearably.

The wooden door was about to be knocked open soon, but Graves had already moved the entire warehouse of more than a dozen barrels of ecstasy rum behind the door in advance and piled it up.

Although this kind of rum is inferior, with a spicy and sweet taste, it also shows that it has a high alcohol concentration, which has exceeded 50%.

Just like what he is doing now.

Graves took out a cigar, dabbed a little rum on the end, and moved closer to the lit match—the cigar, which was not easy to ignite, instantly ignited.

Taking a deep puff on the cigar, Graves grinned and puffed out the smoke with pride.

There was only a trace of regret in the smile: "It's a pity that Cui Zi couldn't witness my glorious moment..."