My Players Are So Fierce

“Let the sacrifice begin!”

Vite turned around and shouted to his two assistants.

These two individuals were not particularly well-known among the Blood Fear Pirates, but like Vite, they were in a state of mental tension and intermittent madness.

They were under a lot of pressure, otherwise they wouldn’t have been involved in Vite’s crazy plan. However, having come this far, there was no turning back.

The chaotic sacrifice scene suddenly erupted into noise. The Traitor Pirates lifted the struggling Blood Fear Vampires high, ready to throw them into the unlit fire pits in front of them. Meanwhile, at the core of the sacrificial ritual, Captain Vite cautiously pulled out a black bag, extracting an irregular black-gray crystal cluster.

He waved this item in front of Bobro and Claire, saying:

“The Duke Lady of the Dead Tooth Clan gave me this. She said that if I accomplished the great feat of sacrificing the Blood Fear Duke to the Ghost Fire, she would personally change my bloodline. Once you are dead, I can escape the Blood Fear Clan.

By then, it doesn’t matter to me whether the Ghost Fire kills you all or not.”

“You’re absolutely crazy, that guy is obviously using you. Has your brain got water in it? Can’t you see that!”

Bobro finally couldn’t hold back and cursed.

As a successful pirate, he could tolerate a mutiny among his subordinates. After all, the current situation left all Blood Fear members fearful day and night, but seeing the general he had personally promoted being foolish to such an extent made him truly lament whether he was blind when he decided to develop such a fool into a descendant.

A pirate can be shameless, cruel, but cannot be satisfied with being a fool.

A fool cannot survive in these perilous seas.

But his shouting couldn’t make the traitors who had gone too far change their minds. They were too afraid, their minds shattered by fear, now only able to grab the last lifeline, even if it was a poisonous bait, needing to swallow it.

“Hey, this thing is something the Dead Tooth Duke specifically requested.”

Vite snatched Bobro’s Duke seal from his finger. As Bobro’s confidant, he knew that using this item, he could open the great pirate’s treasure vault where the Civilization Slate fragment of the Blood Fear Clan was kept.

That was his agreement with the Dead Tooth Duke. Sacrificing that item, he could escape the Ghost Fire’s pursuit.

“Bring those bastards up!”

At Vite’s command, some dirty-looking individuals were dragged in by the pirates. These were Silver Pirates, captured amid the chaos of Blood Plunder Bay.

They weren’t sacrifices; they weren’t that honored. They merely served as “consumables” to open the ritual altar.

The traitor stuffed the “Plane Diamond” into the hands of a beaten and bruised pirate mage.

Once activated, the thing began to devour and weaken the concept of space around them. Those sacrifices, like Old Man and other Wolf People on that day, were restrained and quickly lost their human form, turning into Chaos eggs used to maintain the rift.

The black rift began to open before the pirates, and in that instant, the unlit charcoal fire silently burst into flames; with the breath of the flames, a tall, burning figure appeared at the other end of the rift.

It roared, causing the Traitor Pirates to back away in fear.

They recognized it as the “Ghost Fire” that had been hunting them worldwide for the past period. The sacrificial ritual was working; Captain Vite really did summon these alien creatures.

“Ha, I knew it, everything is going smoothly!”

Vite pinned Bobro’s neck, shouting at him:

“Say goodbye to everything you know, Bloody Captain! You’re not the first, soon the entire Blood Fear Clan will join you. Once you’re vanished, those remaining can survive; everyone will thank you…”

“Bang!”

The tightly closed door of the underground Temple was kicked open, interrupting the ritual scene within the Temple.

Vite and others opening the rift to the subspace turned suddenly, seeing a dashing vampire walking in, wielding a Black Magic Sword, followed by two remarkably beautiful Vampire Ladies.

But the most surprising thing was those Traitor Pirates who were supposed to guard the path outside were now obediently following the handsome vampire into the underground Temple, apparently having jumped ship back to Captain Bobro’s side with the demeanor of standout pirates.

Some particular ones who could perform well were already shouting with bold cries of “Save the Duke, kill the traitors,” acting as if the Loyalists now were not the same group as the traitors from a few minutes ago.

“You! Bastards! You were supposed to stop them!”

Captain Vite cursed:

“The sacrifice has already begun! We can be free soon! Fools!”

“Indeed, Twilight is up to its old tricks, look at this rubbish.”

Murphy immediately noticed the Chaos eggs standing before the chaotic altar and the opening subspace rift, as well as the World Burning Demon Warrior that had already cast its projection into the material world.

He shook his head and said:

“I just heard you speaking about the ‘Dead Tooth Duke.’ You probably don’t know his bloodline is from the Blood Vulture Clan, which means you need the Blood Vulture Duke’s permission to join us.

Look at you, in such a foolish state!

I wouldn’t dare let you join us for fear of lowering the average intelligence of the Blood Vulture Clan. You seem curious why your servants have defected to this side?

Your subordinates aren’t stupid, sir.

I merely explained to them the origins of the World Burning Demon Warrior, and they knew who to follow to escape this nightmare. You haven’t even figured out who your enemies are, so what right do you have to make grand promises of the future?

Also, here’s a reminder for you, Captain Vite.

You’re too close to them.”

“Hmm?”

Vite immediately turned around, and what greeted him was the World Burning Demon Warrior breaking through the rift and entering the material world.

Apparently still a Commander, its World Burning armor twisted and ferocious, instantly raising the temperature of the entire underground Temple by several degrees upon entering the material world. And at the moment of entering, it raised its claws, seizing the heads of two traitorous Captains who couldn’t evade fast enough.

With a crack, the bodies shattered, flames engulfed, ashes whirled.

No mercy at all.

Even if the opponent was ready to offer the Duke of the Blood Fear Clan for it, however, they surrendered, yet with me, the simple Avenger of subspace destruction of the Blood Fear Clan, what’s it got to do with you?

“No! I’ve already cut ties with them.”

Vite cried out in fear:

“I hate the Blood Fear! I can surrender! I can help you kill them, please… spare my life!”

He knelt before the World Burning Demon Warrior.

He showed it the hearts of the elders and offspring he had personally killed, but the latter merely looked at him coldly, then raised its claws, and amidst the flames, shattered this eager-to-surrender collaborator down to ashes in front of all the traitors.

Surrender?

You wish!

More World Burning Demon Warriors rushed out from the rift, causing chaos and panic in the entire underground Temple.

Damn!

That fool Vite who claimed he could bring safety didn’t solve the problem; instead, he let the Ghost Fire into the Blood Fear’s base camp… they’re doomed!