The Bloodhoof Island dock was deserted. The West Sea King hadn't set a trap. Instead, he had put on a posture that said he had been waiting for them.
In the water, the deck of the Doom dissolved open. Su Xiao followed the planks onto the dock. Behind it lay the entrance to Bloodhoof Island, and several skeletons were still nailed to the massive rocks on either side.
Seawater dripped from Su Xiao's hair as he stepped forward. One Cursed Man after another charged past him on both sides.
After setting foot on the island, Su Xiao found that all the buildings inside the port had been destroyed. The West Sea King had been forced into a desperate corner, leaving himself no way out.
The West Sea King had lost almost all of his businesses, yet the elite pirates under him were still here. That was strange. By all rights, more than half of the pirates under the West Sea King should have defected. That was how pirates were.
Judging from the situation, those elite pirates were clearly prepared to fight to the death. What had given them such motivation?
After passing through a vast stretch of ruins, Su Xiao arrived at a field of flowers. The ground was covered in Manmi Flowers. Once in bloom, they looked somewhat like foxtail grass, with pale-white flower spikes.
Manmi Flowers had an extremely powerful painkilling effect and a high level of addictiveness, but no obvious hallucinogenic effects. For one to two hours after consumption, they completely eliminated the sense of pain.
In front of the flower field, the West Sea King sat in a broad wooden chair. Several hundred pirates stood to his sides and behind him—at least 950 by Su Xiao's estimate. All of them were elite pirates.
A hundred meters