"Damn it! They are too arrogant. There are only a dozen of them, yet they want us to kill each other every day. Five of us will die? "
A sorcerer-apprentice who sounded like he had a sense of justice shouted.
As if to show his anger, this person's face was red from holding back his anger. After a roar, the steel knife in his hand slashed on the deck with a bang.
To be able to cut the steel knife into the deck, it had to be said that this guy still had some strength.
However, more people were dismissive. The group of sailors had already left, and this guy was showing off his power.
Even if they were disdainful, many sorcerer-apprentices still gathered around this person. After all, everyone had a common enemy.
From the bottom of everyone's heart, sorcerer-apprentices still looked down on those dirty sailors. They thought that those sailors were inferior to them.
Even before becoming a sorcerer, they were still only sorcerer-apprentices, but every sorcerer-apprentice already had the pride of a sorcerer!
Even if they thought about it from another perspective, those sailors had at least a dozen people, which was enough to keep the many sorcerer-apprentices safe for three days.
"Since five people have died today, forget it. Tomorrow we …"
…
The next day, Fake Faceless Wizard stood on the deck and counted the number of people on the ship.
After a while, the wizard laughed sharply. "Five less. It seems that you have the ideological awareness to become a dark sorcerer. Hehe, not bad, not bad. It seems that I don't need to do anything today."
After saying that, the wizard returned to his tent and no longer paid attention to the people.
Sam, Kyrie, Bionna, and the boatswain also left one after another. For a moment, there were only two distinct camps left on the ship.
The sailor camp and the sorcerer-apprentice camp!
Although the sailor camp only had a dozen people, each of them was strong and knew some fighting methods. Ordinary sorcerer-apprentices could not even beat one of them, let alone a real fight.
On one side, the sorcerer-apprentice camp had nearly four hundred people. They had an overwhelming advantage in terms of numbers. However, the camp was divided into many small groups, and it seemed that they were not very united.
The sailors also sensed the tense atmosphere. Instead of charging straight at a small team to kill them like they did yesterday, the one who looked the strongest stood up and shouted, "What's wrong? Haven't you prepared five scapegoats yet?"
"We won't let our comrades die. Even if someone dies, it'll be you guys who die first!"
The leading Sorcerer-Apprentice shouted provocative words in the crowd, but he himself had no intention of stepping forward.
Unexpectedly, there were actually some silly sorcerer-apprentices, or perhaps they were pushed by the people behind them, rushing towards the dozen or so sailors in front of them. Behind them, the people who did not know what was going on were pushing each other forward.
"You're courting death!"
He agilely avoided a sorcerer-apprentice who was charging at him. His face flashed fiercely, and with a flip of his hand, he chopped off the sorcerer-apprentice's head.
Rumble!
The acolyte's head rolled into the crowd, and the corpse took a few more steps before collapsing.
On the other side, there were also three sorcerer-apprentices who took the lead to rush out. In the blink of an eye, they were hacked to death by the strong and sturdy sailors. Seeing that four people had already died, the head sailor could not help but look at the sorcerer-apprentice closest to him.
At this time, the Sorcerer-Apprentices who were rushing at the forefront were also frightened and stopped moving forward. After all, no one was stupid enough to die for nothing.
The other sorcerer-apprentices were pushing each other, and some of them were impatiently asking about the situation in front of them. In the end, they did not kill the sailors.
The person who was being stared at by the head sailor was not a stranger, but unexpectedly, it was the helper called by Barry, who had a conflict with Chris on the first day of boarding the ship.
Being stared at by the head sailor who was a full head taller than him, Mouse, made Mouse extremely nervous. The axe in his hand could not stop trembling, and he could not help but roar in his heart. Which bastard pushed me?
He looked behind him, and no one was willing to continue rushing forward. Moreover, the humanoid monster he had once regarded as his backer, Andrew, had already been killed by a real sea monster. At this time, there was no one who could help him.
Mouse's pair of triangular eyes glanced here and there, looking at the head sailor who was unceasingly walking towards him. Looking at the blood dripping from the long knife, after a loud shout, Mouse unexpectedly had an idea in the midst of a crisis, and he chopped at a sorcerer-apprentice behind him with his axe.
With a "bang" sound, the sorcerer-apprentice fell to the ground, and half of her head was badly mangled.
"Enough for five! Enough for five! We don't have to kill each other! "
Mouse shouted excitedly. Obviously, the head sailor did not expect Mouse to be so decisive. After being stunned for a moment, he sneered and left with a dozen or so sailors.
"Ah! Bastard, I'm going to kill you! "
Among the sorcerer-apprentices, a male sorcerer-apprentice roared, looking at Mouse with bloodshot eyes. This male sorcerer-apprentice was obviously related to the female sorcerer-apprentice who had been killed by Mouse.
Mouse was also startled, but the male sorcerer-apprentice who wanted to come forward for revenge was blocked by many sorcerer-apprentices.
What kind of joke was this?
Right now, every sorcerer-apprentice was a precious resource, because no one wanted to die.
Since he did not want to die, he could only let others die. Mouse and the male sorcerer-apprentice who wanted to take revenge had nothing to do with him, so it was reasonable to say that it would be better for them to all die.
Unfortunately, today, five people had already died. If another one died, it would simply be a shameful and huge waste. Therefore, everyone "kindly" stopped this sorcerer-apprentice.
Another long day passed, and Grimm and the other three were still together in the same room. Now that the atmosphere was tense, no one dared to be alone.
The next day, Fake Faceless Wizard once again praised everyone for completing the mission, and then left.
After a moment of silence, the sailors didn't need to do anything. The Sorcerer-Apprentices themselves were in chaos. The center of the chaos was, of course, Mouse and that Sorcerer-Apprentice from yesterday who had roared about revenge. At this moment, this Sorcerer-Apprentice actually called for a helper.
On the other side, Mouse also called for help. It was Bayi, who had a conflict with Chris on the first day.
Soon, the two sides were fighting like fire and water.
Although this Mouse looked a little wretched, in a life and death battle, he was unexpectedly not weak at all. Both sides were fighting quite fiercely.
However, there had to be a winner. After a few minutes, with a scream, Bayi was cut in the back by the opponent, and he was not lightly injured. Then, under the joint attack of the two opposite sides, he died tragically.
Desperate, Mouse used the last of his strength, and before he died, he pulled one of his companions down with him. The battle ended with the sorcerer-apprentice's victory.
Puff!
However, this sorcerer did not have time to feel the joy of revenge and the pain of losing a friend. A short sword was inserted into his back, and it came out of his chest.
In the crowd, the murderer flashed and disappeared without a trace.
Almost at the same time, Chris, who was next to Grimm, roared, "You want to die!"
In the midst of the chaos, someone actually targeted Anna York!
It was strange. Anna York looked like a rather weak girl, and now that one of her eyes was injured, she could only stay next to Chris. Naturally, she became the target of some people with ulterior motives.
After all, four of them had just died, and they only needed one more to complete the task.
The one who wanted to sneak attack Anna York was a man about 1.8 meters tall. He looked quite calm. After his attack failed, he immediately put away his dagger and was ready to escape into the crowd.
At this moment, a huge vine suddenly appeared under the sorcerer-apprentice's feet and tightly entangled the guy. In the guy's frightened and desperate cry, Chris killed him with his axe.
"Bastard!"
Rhys cursed.
Something white and red splashed on Chris' face. Grimm quickly trotted over, stared at the people around him, and pulled Chris back to the team.
However, since there were already five deaths today, no one was surprised, but many people looked at Lafite in surprise.
Obviously, a sorcerer-apprentice who knew witchcraft had a great influence. In the future, no one would dare to mess with Grimm's team.
When the sailors saw that there was someone among these apprentices who could use sorcery, they were all shocked. They looked at Lafite with a dignified expression.
Time passed day by day.
Everyone on the ship was hoping that the ship would reach its destination as soon as possible, because every morning was a journey from hell for everyone.
The ship was divided into three classes.
The first class, of course, was the terrible Fake Faceless Wizard, the boatswain, Sam, Kyrie, and Bionna. They were the absolute rulers of the ship, and their only responsibility was to count the number of people and distribute the limited amount of mushrooms.
The second tier consisted of a dozen sailors and apprentices who knew sorcery like Lafite. As the days went by, there were finally other apprentices who had mastered sorcery and amazed the world with a single brilliant feat.
Including Lafite, there were five sorcerer-apprentices who knew sorcery.
Because no Sorcerer-Apprentice dared to provoke these five people, the other Sorcerer-Apprentices on the ship secretly called them the "Five Heavenly Kings," or the Five Great Spellcasters.
The third class, of course, was the rest of the sorcerer-apprentices.
Every morning, after the sorcerers counted the number of people, they had to kill each other until five people died. Therefore, these sorcerer-apprentices were called "pigs" by the sailors, and when they fought each other in the morning, they were called "pigs for slaughter".
Thirty days later.
One hundred and fifty sorcerer-apprentices were thrown into the sea. The ship was no longer so crowded.
As long as they were able to survive on the ship, almost all of their gazes were filled with frightening killing intent and coldness. Smiles were almost the most extravagant thing on the ship.
Under such circumstances, everyone was like the reincarnation of a fierce demon, which was a far cry from the childish arrogance they had when they first boarded the ship.
It was the necessary maturity for an ordinary person to become a sorcerer-apprentice.
Late at night, Grimm, Chris, and Anna followed Lafite to the deck. At this time, there were already about twenty people brought by the other four spellcasters.
The five spellcasters were gathered together, and it seemed that they were about to make an important decision.
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