Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 799 - 685: Blitzkrieg

Southern Old Continent, South Wind Country.

Located on the north coast of the Treasure Sea, this series of city-states boasts extremely favorable natural conditions.

Even though it's gradually approaching autumn and winter now, due to a monsoon ocean current flowing from the Eritrean Sea from east to west, warm tropical seawater is continuously sent to the northern Treasure Sea, making this vast region a picturesque paradise as if it's spring all year round.

Moreover, the "South Wind Country" is the only place in the Material World favored by the True God "Howling Storm" Billers, effectively turning it into a permanently neutral zone, largely uninvolved with the continent's disputes.

As a result, many dignitaries from other countries are keen to invest here, either as vacation spots or as a backup plan, and the influx of people and capital has significantly boosted the rapid development of various local industries.

However.

Alongside the influx of wealth, an ancient form of organization naturally began to take root and flourish on this land, and that is — numerous vibrant social groups.

The largest, most populous, and wealthiest of the over sixty city-states in the "South Wind Country" is Syracuse City-State, which is clearly the center of various social group activities.

Syracuse covers an area of 30 square kilometers, with a local urban population exceeding 250,000. Including its vast rural population and outsiders, the total population of this city-state has surpassed 600,000.

In this prosperous city-state, linking sea, land, east, west, south, and north, one can easily find people from all nations and regions in the Material World, as well as hidden... non-humans.

In the Collins Islands, a group of over five hundred small islands off the southern coast of Syracuse City-State, lies a miniature island covering a mere 10,000 square meters, surrounded by steep cliffs that can make any army despair.

After years of development, the entire small island has been transformed into a military fortress. The building tops flutter with blood-red hand flags, almost as if to announce the island's ownership.

Clearly, this island is entirely the independent territory of the "Blood Hand Gang."

This open manner of doing things shows that, even among the hundred or so gang forces with headquarters in the "South Wind Country," the "Blood Hand Gang" is a formidable presence.

The core power structures of many "South Wind Country" gangs are quite similar, composed of a big boss, a military advisor, commanders, soldiers, plus some partners and outside influences.

Even on this military fortress-like island belonging to the "Blood Hand Gang," a gang force of about 1,000 people is stationed year-round, among which the presence of the Extraordinary is not unfamiliar.

In other countries and regions, the peripheral members of the "Blood Hand Gang" number even several times this. For an unofficial force, such power is enough to attract anyone's attention!

But given the notorious reputation of the "Blood Hand Gang," it certainly isn't that simple, is it?

Thus.

When a group far away in the New Continent, using the Mind Network with clairvoyant ability, cast their gaze here to see inside the main building on the island.

Even these wizards, accustomed to bizarre scenes, couldn't help but turn pale.

Especially when several Seagull "Elves" descended from the high skies for reconnaissance, both images and sounds made them feel as if they were there in person.

A scene filled with bloodstains!

In an instant, even without sharing taste, it felt like their nasal cavities were filled with the scent of blood.

In the spacious ritual hall, a circular altar, ten meters in diameter, had completely turned into a hellish swamp of blood and flesh!

However.

The ritual's host, a "Demon Mage" with parts of his body transformed into a demon, reeking of sulfur, seemed unconcerned with this familiar sight as he held three red potions, letting out strange laughter.

Those were three potions as splendid as dazzling rays of light, writhing as if alive inside crystal bottles, far more valuable than even the most exquisite ruby.

"Today's luck is truly excellent. As by-products of the ritual, we unexpectedly produced three top-grade 'Immaculate Holy Blood' in one go! I want to see those high and mighty nobles beg before me, heh heh heh..."

And a group of boys and girls, aged between ten and sixteen, all extraordinarily attractive, lay in the thick blood on the altar, emitting heart-wrenching wails. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Ah—! Help..."

"Sniff snif... I don't want to die... Mom!"

"..."

Their cries couldn't alter their fate in the slightest; a group of children rapidly aged, visible to the naked eye, from youthful vigor to haggard old age.

Just a few breaths later, even their bodies, utterly drained to the bones, shattered completely in the suddenly surging bloodlight.

The group witnessing this, led by Aiven, didn't even have time to attempt a rescue.

In the next moment, a towering lower-level demon with a lion's head and scale armor slowly rose from the altar turned blood pool. But just as it let out a long howl, it was tightly bound by chains erupting from the altar, wailing and unable to move.

Clearly, those "sacrifices" were not prepared for it after all.

Chomp! Chomp!...

Under the blooming wisteria tree, Angie, in a sacred white dress, couldn't help but clench her jaw, making a grinding noise, her body trembling slightly as she tightly held Aiven's hand beside her.

If Aiven hadn't happened to pass by at that time, she would have long been subjected to the same tragedy at the hands of the "Blood Hand Gang."

Even before becoming a sacrifice, she would have endured things more terrifying than death...

However, she's no longer that fragile little girl of the past. After a moment of trembling, her silver eyes were already filled with fierce killing intent!

Gently patting Angie's shoulder, Aiven's expression was equally grim.

Long ago, Aiven had already understood that the unique "Bloody Potion" exclusive to the Blood Hand Gang was a system distinct from traditional Pharmacy and Magic Potion.

They are rooted directly in the vitality of the human body and have all sorts of miraculous effects: maintaining beauty, enhancing charm, rapid regeneration, purification of life, replenishing energy, among others. Most importantly, they can be used by ordinary people directly without any side effects.

Among them, there is a treasure known as the "Immaculate Holy Blood," which has the miraculous effect of restoring human functions and thus prolonging life. It's enough to drive powerful figures from all sides mad, willingly serving as a shield for the criminal activities of the "Blood Hand Gang."

And until this day, many years later.

Aiven finally witnessed firsthand the cruel and bloody production process of this magic potion, which was so sought after among the powerful.

It's simply a challenge to the baseline of being human!

Aiven stood up with a solemn expression and coldly pronounced judgment on this force:

"Everyone, get ready. An evil force like the 'Blood Hand Gang' staying in the world for even one more day is a crime!"

What's more, they are using the technology inherited from the "Life Tree School."

Beside him, Nymph, Olivia, and Angie nodded gently, without any objection to Aiven's decision.

...

Underground of the main building where the ceremony had just been held.

In a space surrounded by layers of thick rock, where even the Mind Network cannot penetrate.

Gurgle... gurgle...

The lion-headed demon, which had part of its blood extracted for the Crimson Shooter's promotion, wailed miserably and gradually disappeared as if melting into the body of a tall figure with bright red skin amidst the strange sound, as if drinking water.

"Burp～"

Seeing that his boss had finished "dining,"

The Tier 2 "Demon Mage" Crovitz, who also holds the position of Military Advisor, swallowed cautiously and bowed, asking: "Your Excellency, the people from the 'Eye of Wealth' have sent a message again. What is your opinion on their proposal...?"

"Ha, Giovanni, my military commander, what do you think?"

Standing next to the "Demon Mage" Crovitz, a middle-aged gentleman with silver hair, red eyes, and pale skin gently placed a hand on his chest and said:

"Sir, I believe as long as there is enough gold and sacrifices, nothing is unsellable. Didn't that guy say that even the famous Assassin Organization 'Vulture's Nest' and the wizards of the 'Prophetic School' have already joined them?"

Perhaps this group of ambitious individuals can indeed achieve something significant. The more chaotic the continent becomes, the more it benefits us."

The blood-red-skinned figure slowly nodded:

"Hmm, then, Crovitz, go tell them that it's absolutely fine to want the blood hand gang's power and intelligence system that has been managed for years. But gold is not important; I need more sacrifices with wizard qualifications! More! More!"

"Yes, Sir!"

Towards this enigmatic big boss, who never leaves this island and has never set foot on land, the two dared not show the slightest disobedience.

Even as a Tier 2 Peak "Demon Mage" and a Tier 3 Vampire, they were unable to discern the limits of this big boss's vast and unfathomable power.

And the actual potential forces of this transnational criminal organization that has been around since the Age of Navigation are even harder to estimate for those who joined this group only ten years ago.

Suddenly.

As if sensing something, the big boss of the "Blood Hand Gang" suddenly looked up.

"Enemy attack!"

Boom——

A few breaths earlier, the "Legendary Battleship: Crown of Miracles," surrounded by a group of emerald butterflies, had already directly jumped to the offshore of the Treasure Sea through the Spirit Realm, just two kilometers away from the small island like a sea fortress.

Standing on the bridge, Aiven waved forcefully:

"We are too close to the Syracuse City-State, let's make this a quick battle! Mei, hurricane missile saturation bombing!"

"Understood, Captain!"

After witnessing such a horrific scene and confirming that the main target was on the island, there was no need for further in-depth intelligence.

With the power they currently possess, unless attacking the Kingdom's Royal Capital guarded by a Titled Knight or the headquarters of other Wizard Schools, they have nothing to fear elsewhere.

A mighty wind rose.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

A total of 128 Hurricane Missiles shot skyward from the missile launching wells at the front and back of the battleship.

Mere seconds later.

Boom——!!!

Amidst the sky-high flames, the outer defense structures of the fortress were torn to shreds like paper.

But before the main building where the ceremony had just been held, a colossal crimson door suddenly rose from the ground, securely shielding it from behind.

Magic-like Technique: Demon Prison Gate

As the door opened, it instantly swallowed all the dozens of Hurricane Missiles attacking the main building.