Chapter 253: The Retreat is Cut Off

"It's a trap, and there's the Undead Plague, these undead are nothing but trouble."

Solo's eyes flickered red as he spoke, able to maintain his sanity under the influence of the Blood Sail. There were only about thirty or so people in the entire fleet who could do that. These people were the weakest at the silver level.

The ones below, at the Black Iron and Bronze levels, couldn't keep their sanity at all.

Indeed, they were all worthless, only useful as cannon fodder during battle.

As Solo was considering, many small spiders suddenly crawled out from the ground ahead. The spiders weren't large but were incredibly fast. The pirates seemed somewhat uncoordinated in their attacks against these spiders

because they were too small; they didn't have much experience dealing with such little creatures.