Chapter 73: Sexy Gune, Online Hammering.

It was already late at night.

Except for the crew on watch.

The others should have fallen asleep by now.

And once they fell asleep, Gune could find them in the Blood Dream World.

If the other party had not fallen asleep.

But if Gune had their blood, he could still forcibly drag them into the Blood Dream World.

Of course, if the other party was strong enough, they could resist the pull of Gune's innate divine ability.

And as Gune's [Blood Source · Great Blood Dream Curse] leveled up, fewer and fewer people would be able to resist.

In the crew quarters.

Gune saw most of his crew.

Many of these fellows bore scenes of slaughter and nightmares upon them.

The Blood Dream World best reflected the bloodiness and evil within a person's heart.

Here, Gune could see the crimes they had committed deep in their memories.

What Gune hadn't expected.

The third mate, Old Sea Chart, who had always seemed harmless, bore the most intense scenes of blood and nightmare.

From the scenes on Old Sea Chart, Gune could roughly discern this man's life of sin and repentance.

When young, Old Sea Chart fell for a young rich girl; during a tryst, he was caught by her family.

Days of flogging in the dungeon left a deep impression on Old Sea Chart.

Old Sea Chart, who was to be flogged to death in the dungeon, was saved by a supernatural.

And this supernatural led Old Sea Chart to become a supernatural himself.

A few months later, returning as a first-rank supernatural, Old Sea Chart sought the girl who haunted his dreams, only to find she had long forgotten him.

On the lawn where they had once rolled, she was embracing and rolling with another young, handsome lad—a scene Old Sea Chart remembered vividly.

In the end, Old Sea Chart, with a knife, cut off the young lad's head in front of the rich girl.

Then, amid the rich girl's pleas, he ended her short, promiscuous life.

Afterward, to escape official pursuit, Old Sea Chart joined a pirate ship and became a vicious pirate.

In over a decade of piracy, Old Sea Chart killed too many people.

Some were vicious pirates.

Some were weeping, pleading merchants.

Some were defenseless sailors.

And some were official supernaturals sent to hunt them.

With no weak supernatural talent, Old Sea Chart advanced to fourth rank and even once reached the position of first mate.

When Old Sea Chart was about thirty-five or thirty-six, he met a gentle girl on a harbor island.

Perhaps tired of the pirate life, perhaps moved by the gentle girl.

Old Sea Chart gave up piracy and lived a comfortable, peaceful life on that harbor island.

But the good times didn't last long.

When his first son was three and his second child just a month old.

Old enemies came knocking.

Returning home from fishing at night, Old Sea Chart was ambushed; though he killed the three enemies, he was badly wounded.

His wife and children had already been killed by those three enemies.

After burying his wife and children.

Old Sea Chart went back to sea.

But this time, he was no longer a pirate, but a sea traveler weathered by sorrow.

And in the end, the sea was his归宿.

Everyone has their own story.

Whether evil or righteous, it is just there.

Compared to Old Sea Chart's坎坷 life, the second mate, "Buster Johnson," seemed much more straightforward.

That fellow was a thorough wanted criminal and pirate.

"Hmm! This guy has quite a few offenses. And... hmm... can't be sure yet."

After watching Buster for a long time, Gune shook his head lightly.

"You're the one."

He grabbed lightly at Buster.

Shhhh...

A viscous, sloshing sound like a corpse passing through a blood-soaked layer rang out.

Buster was directly pulled by Gune into the bizarre Blood Dream World.

Buster, once in the Blood Dream World, was clearly different from Gune.

Gune's body was solid, his aura thick.

Buster's body was illusory, his aura weak.

Newly entered, Buster was still half-asleep, looking dazedly at the world around him.

Even in the Blood Dream World, his self-awareness subconsciously thought this was a dream, not reality.

"Not strong enough mentally—can't even have enough self-awareness to recognize being in the Blood Dream World?"

After being dazed for over ten seconds, when he saw the world clearly, Buster's face showed terror and panic, for the Blood Dream World itself was a hellish scene woven from nightmares and horror.

Without Gune lifting a finger, the nightmare scene of the Blood Dream World alone was enough to terrify him.

Buster then somewhat realized and looked at Gune, speaking with a slight stammer: "Captain?"

"Like this, no need to fight. I'll send you back."

Gune raised his palm.

"Slap!" Gune struck a heavy slap.

Directly smashing Buster's body to pieces.

...

"Ah!"

In the ship's rest room, Buster screamed, tumbling from his hammock and banging his head on the hard deck.

"Huff, huff..."

Buster scrambled up, panting heavily, his face still filled with terror.

That terrifying Blood Dream World had shaken him beyond measure.

Especially the final blow from Captain Jack, which drove the most fearful nightmare into the depths of his soul, plunging him into endless dread and nightmare.

This scream naturally woke the other crew members.

Some even turned over, grabbed weapons, and roared, looking ready to fight.

"What's wrong?"

"What's happening?"

"You scared me, damn!"

"..."

"It's nothing..." Buster propped himself up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and waved his hand.

"Just a nightmare. Sorry, everyone, go back to sleep."

Seeing this, the others returned to their hammocks to sleep.

Unable to sleep, Buster climbed the stairs to the deck of the Demon Whale.

"A nightmare? Or...?"

Buster glanced toward the captain's quarters, guessing with lingering fear.

Then, sensing something off, he leaned on the railing.

"Why do I feel my blood energy has dropped so much?"

...

Blood Dream World.

Gune watched as a "blood crystal" about the size of a fingernail fell from Buster's dead body.

"A very refined treasure, excellent for expanding my blood pool capacity."

"And with this blood crystal, even from a thousand kilometers away, I can still pull this Buster into the Blood Dream World."

"Pity Buster isn't strong enough; otherwise, I could drag him in often and farm more blood crystals."

"This guy is too weak. If I drag him in a few more times, I'll probably beat him to death in the dream world."

"Hammering people in dreams—I'm a pro."

After browsing the Demon Whale and finding no one else worth targeting, Gune exited the Blood Dream World.

Those second- and third-rank fellows could be targeted, but Gune feared he might directly beat them to death, causing a situation where the evil captain murders his own crew. If they got scared and jumped overboard, he'd have no way to sail the Demon Whale back.

In the captain's quarters.

With a flip of his hand, Gune produced the blood crystal dropped by Buster.

"Dream drops, brought to reality—very nice." Gune nodded slightly.

At the same time, sensing something, Gune raised his head, his blood-red eyes glowing, and saw Buster on the deck by the railing, seemingly contemplating life.

"Did I hammer him awake?"

"His blood aura has weakened too—after all, a blood crystal was taken. Weakening is normal; not weakening would be abnormal."

Then Gune calmed his mind.

"Clearly, [Blood Source · Great Blood Dream Curse] is a very powerful innate divine ability."

"Those who offend me—as long as I get your blood, you'll never have a good life."

"Set up a schedule, hammer one per day, take turns hammering you all."

"Sexy Gune, online hammering—are you scared?"

"As my soul and blood strength increase, and the level of [Blood Source · Great Blood Dream Curse] rises, I'll only grow stronger in the Blood Dream World."

"Huff..." After a light exhale.

Gune set aside the matter of [Blood Source · Great Blood Dream Curse] for now.

"In a few days, we'll reach Dragon Head Great Harbor."

"Just in time to complete the condensation of the demonic secondary soul."

"That way, many things will be more convenient."

"And Captain Jack's name has already spread at sea. If I'm not mistaken, many people might be waiting for me at Dragon Head Great Harbor."

Gazing into the deep night, Gune pondered silently.