Vanguards of the War of Resistance! Let's travel back in time together, classmates!

298 Journey to the East, Part 6

The dispute escalated into a physical fight, and the two sides headed north. In this area of ​​the sea, the large ship of Buze Fishing Society, which had suffered severe damage, was surrounded by several ships of Xiaoyuan Fishing Society and could not escape.

On the opposite large ship, the two cannons of Xiaoyuan Fishing Society were naturally pushed to the bow.

"Hehe... Bu Zejun, if you don't want to end up as fish food, you'd better surrender obediently. I guarantee your people will be safe and sound. Otherwise, I'll open fire immediately and tear you to pieces. I'll give you a stick of incense time to think it over... I believe you will make the right choice, haha..."

Bu Zexinshan's eyes blazed with fury. He drew his sword and slashed at the bow of the boat, but dared not provoke the enemy too much.

However, since they were stationary at sea, the wooden box on the ship gradually emitted a thin layer of white mist. In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the mist grew thicker and thicker, eventually enveloping the entire ship and making it impossible to see what was inside.

Shangguan Yun happened to witness this unbelievable scene, so he stopped high in the sky and spread his divine sense to sense the changes below.

Since Shangguan Yun successfully cultivated his spiritual root, he has become a cultivator. Therefore, he has changed his habit of frequently turning on the system radar to scan targets. Unless it is a long-distance, large target scan, he generally will not turn on the system radar.

His divine sense could easily cover objects hundreds of feet away. Moreover, the old dragon had once said that divine sense was the foundation of a cultivator's survival; the application of all powerful spells and magical artifacts was inseparable from a strong divine sense, so it was essential to train it regularly.

At this moment, the situation on the sea changed again. As Xiaoyuan Erlai saw the fog enveloping the other party, his eyes gleamed, and he thought that it must be some kind of rare treasure.

These people who spend their lives at sea are all very shrewd, so he dared not use cannons to bombard them. He quickly ordered his men to lower small boats, and dozens of them, armed with weapons, approached the enemy's large ship.

Meanwhile, Bu Zexin was also completely bewildered. How did things suddenly turn out like this? Could it be that there really is some extraordinary treasure in this box?

Finally, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Since he was not going to have an easy time today anyway, he might as well open the box and see if there was any chance of a turn of events.

Thinking of this, he quickly called over a few crew members who were less seriously injured, and they picked up crowbars, hammers and other tools to open the crates.

Shangguan Yun focused his mind and remained hidden in the air, fully activating his divine sense to monitor the movements within the mist.

About fifteen minutes had passed, and most of the crew members from both sides had boarded Bu Zexinshan's large ship. At this moment, Bu Zexinshan was staring blankly at the scene before him.

Inside the black wooden box was a rectangular stone box. When the stone box was opened, it was filled with red clay, and in the center was a redwood log more than three feet long and one foot thick. A golden seal was affixed to the redwood log, which emitted an eerie light.

A sudden chill ran through his soul, and Bu Zexinshan's body stiffened, his mind went blank, his eyes glazed over, and his right hand stretched out aimlessly in front of him.

The surrounding crew members did not sense anything unusual. Xiao Yuan Er Lai's eyes were fixed on the foggy sea ahead. Gradually, even his fleet was completely shrouded in the fog. A faint unease settled in Xiao Yuan Er Lai's heart.

At one moment, Shangguan Yun suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on his body seemed to stand on end. He even found it hard to control the origami cranes under his feet.

He quickly communicated with the system, opened the protective shield, and did his best to lift the origami crane, looking down from a distance of thousands of feet above the sea of ​​fog.

"Wow..."

A clear sword cry rang out, and the white sea of ​​mist began to surge and quickly formed a huge vortex that converged towards the center.

In just a moment, all the clouds and mist dissipated, and everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the source of the sound.

"President..."

One of the crew members, covered in blood, shouted after a fierce fight with the other crew members.

At this moment, Bu Zexinshan made no move. The purplish-red wooden box had already been opened, and a short sword more than two feet long pierced through his heart, revealing a silver-white tip from behind. The black hilt trembled slightly like a fishbone.

"boom……"

A dried-up corpse exploded on the spot, turning into ashes, leaving only the dagger that was still humming softly.

"Ah... President..."

Several crew members were shocked and were about to step forward when the short sword emitted a low hum, flying towards the nearest crew member like lightning.

"Pfft...uh...ah..."

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the sky.

The crew member's face turned from red to white, then to ashen, as all the essence of his blood instantly converged at the location of his heart and the sword, only to be completely absorbed by the short sword.

"boom……"

The same fate befell this crew member; he too was drained of his life force by the dagger and turned into a dried-up corpse.

"Ah...run...it's a demon...a vampire..."

The dozens of panicked crew members were terrified at the sight and turned to run away, stumbling and staggering.

Some were pierced through the heart by short swords after only a few steps, and were sucked dry into corpses after a few breaths. Those who ran fast jumped into the sea, their fate unknown.