RRRIP.
The blood cocoons ruptured.
From among the twelve blood cocoons, six marauders who had "turned over a new leaf" stood up.
The shattered cocoons behind them dissolved back into crimson tendrils, merging into their bodies.
A bloody gleam shone with an unnatural light in their eyes!
"A fifty percent success rate for this transformation, then?" Su Ye nodded slightly.
He smiled, walking toward the Ghostly Flood Dragon's 'new crew members' and applauding them softly.
He was like a parent who had just learned their child scored exceptionally well on an exam.
"Congratulations. From now on, you are members of the Ghostly Flood Dragon."
"Now, show me your cursed abilities."
Su Ye commanded.
"Yes, Captain…"
SWISH.
The new crew members' limbs abruptly mutated!
On one new crewman's right arm, countless crimson tendrils spread out.
In an instant, his right arm transformed into a gigantic, blackish-red scythe nearly half the height of a man, its edge glinting coldly!
