The night continued.

On the deck of the coffin-like ship, the missing Shirley, Parker, Darnell, and the third-level apprentice Gais, who was supposed to be on the deck, stood straight and straight with their backs to the staircase exit, facing the sea, like four stone statues.

Potter stared wide-eyed, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his emotions, and shouted, "Shirley?!"

The sound it makes, like a handful of sand, is blown away by the night wind as soon as it comes out of its mouth, and then ...... There was no response.

"Parker, Darnell, Gas!" Potter called out the names of the other three, still unanswered. Four people, standing motionless.

Potter stepped forward, the blood-colored gem in his hand clicking, his knuckles turning blue, and the sound of mana running at high speed in his body echoed in the depths of his ears, and he approached the four people standing little by little.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Eventually, Potter walked up to the four of them, and saw them standing on the deck, without any expression on their faces, collectively staring blankly at the sea in the distance, as if something important.

Potter stepped forward, approached Shirley, and touched Shirley's body, "Shirley, how are you?"

There was still no response, but at the moment of contact, Shirley's eyes seemed to roll slightly, and then a series of blood flowed from the corner of her eye. Blood flowed down his cheeks like tears, down his neck and onto his clothes, soaking them and falling "tick-tock" onto the deck.

Potter turned his head to look at the other three, and saw that the other three were also bleeding and crying, allowing the blood to continue to gather on the deck. Under the influence of some mysterious force, the blood slowly drew a pattern similar to a pentagram.

With a "bang", Shirley bled dry, shook her body and fell on the deck, followed by the other three people who fell on the deck in turn.

Potter looked at the bodies of the four men, his lips opened and closed several times, and he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Before, he wanted to say "be careful" to Shirley, but now he didn't have a chance—never again.

Potter's whole body trembled slightly, I don't know if it was because of fear or anger, suddenly he heard a strange noise behind him, and suddenly turned around and attacked without looking.

"Die!"

"Brush!"

A blood-red ray shot out of the gem Potter was holding, striking a seabird that wanted to land on the deck to rest. The seabird screamed, and its body exploded directly, and flesh and blood splattered.

A few drops of blood splattered on Potter's lips, and Potter felt the stench of blood disgusting, and his body shook and his face turned extremely pale, as if his soul had been traumatized.

"Bang", as if someone had sucked his bones away, Potter went limp, leaned forward, and fell to his knees on the deck. His head was lowered, his fists clenched, his eyes blinking, his mouth open, no tears, no crying, just silence.

Potter didn't know what he was thinking, and it took a long time before he got up and stumbled towards the cabin where the wizard was in the distance, knocking on the door in the night.

......

In about the same time.

On the third deck, inside the cabin where Richard lived.

With a "squeak", Richard closed the cabin door.

He was still a little surprised when Potter knocked on the door just now, but looking at the other party's appearance, he should have been even more surprised, or he was already flustered.

The speculation he had made before now seemed to be correct: the murder on the giant ship was not a simple killing, but a complete plan.

Starting with sailors, to ordinary students, and now to wizarding apprentices, this escalation phenomenon is deliberately made, constantly reinforcing the terrifying atmosphere on the ship. The ultimate goal is to stimulate the wizard little by little, so that the wizard can't sit still and wants to shoot - the murderer's target is the wizard, and he has always been a wizard from beginning to end.

Now it seems that the plan has come to an end, the real drama is about to appear, and the real results are about to be revealed.

Although there are four full-fledged wizards on the giant ship, he is not optimistic about the prospects of the four wizards. The murderer is obviously prepared, the other party has been able to implement the plan on the giant ship for so long, and the four wizards still can't find each other, what is the clue, it already shows a lot of things.

At that time, the result is likely to be a crushing defeat for the four wizards, and they may be slaughtered.

In other words, isn't it time for him to think about the way back?

I have to say that if he really knew that this would be the case, he might have chosen the rest of the way to go to the mainland instead of taking the giant ship of this white stone tower.

But now that it's at sea, it's too late to regret it.

Is there really any danger, diving and escaping with Pandora, there is no problem, but the question is where to escape?

The sea is big and dangerous, and the ships sail through it, like an oasis in the desert and a prison, so that those who are in it cannot really escape.

In fact, it is precisely because of this that the constant death of people on the ship will make the atmosphere of terror continue to increase.

Relatively closed environment, isolated, unable to communicate normally, no one can leave, strange things happen, one after another dead people......

This kind of situation is completely a perfect interpretation of the "Blizzard Villa model" in typical crimes, and of course it is more appropriate to call it "island mode" now.

In other words, the murderer won't really kill everyone on this giant ship, right?

According to common sense, after the other party has dealt with the wizard, it should be over. Looking at the other party's appearance, it doesn't look like the kind of existence that really likes to kill, and only does it in order to deliberately take revenge on the White Stone Tower.

But try to make some preparations to prevent unforeseen needs.

With this in mind, Richard groped his way to the side in the dark cabin, lit an oil lamp, and illuminated the cabin.

When I looked to the side, I saw the bed...... Below, Pandora fell asleep with her eyes closed, and it was only the other party who rolled over and fell out of bed to lure Potter in. Fortunately, he covered up the past perfectly and did not arouse any suspicion.

With a light sigh, Richard walked over and picked up the fleshy Pandora and laid it on the bed. Then he thought of something, turned his head, and looked into the corner of the cabin.

On the ground in the corner, there was a pile of black powder silently.

Not much surprise, Richard stepped over, took out the glass bottle, and carefully put away the black powder.

Putting away the powder, walking to the table and sitting down, Richard squinted his eyes and said to himself: "Every time I visit, do I have to leave something that needs to be cleaned, it's a bit troublesome." However, the most troublesome thing is that what does the other side mean? It seems that he doesn't want to make it clear at all. In this case, you have to be prepared. Otherwise, who knows if it will turn around at the end......"