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Chapter 18

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For the past 30 days, although the sailors on the ship had been living in peace because of the deterrence of force, Iquidan, as the head of the sailors, had never dared to relax.

Perhaps for now, sailors with the strength of knights were very powerful compared to those apprentices who did not know witchcraft. But what about in the future?

In the future, when these Sorcerer-Apprentices truly learned witchcraft, they would definitely be able to easily kill any knight. Moreover, they also had unlimited potential for growth. This was something that all Sorcerer-Apprentices were clear about.

As for the knights, even if they were lucky enough to become legendary knights, they could only become the servants of a powerful wizard in the end in order to obtain more power.

Just like the legendary knight Baron and the current legendary knight Boatswain, they had all become the servants of a great wizard.

After all, this was a world controlled by wizards!

Because of this, Iquidan knew that although his crew was much stronger than the small group of apprentices, the other side looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts and even rejected them.

This was an emotion that repelled the otherworldlings.

Therefore, Iquidan never dared to relax, especially when it came to the five spellcasters among the apprentices.

Even if the witchcraft of the so-called five spellcasters and the five kings was a joke to real apprentices, they still had the power to easily kill ordinary knights.

Today, when Alastair announced the official establishment of the Death Sail League, Iquidan's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no!

Almost without thinking, Iquidan instantly pulled out his long sword. Ignoring the stupid people behind him who had not yet reacted, he roared, "Bullshit! What Death Sail League? Without the approval of the sailors, don't even think about establishing the Death Sail League today! "

Saying this, Iquidan looked at the hesitating apprentices and said coldly, "Whoever dares to join will be killed by the sailors!"

Although Ikidan's heart was trembling with fear, he forced himself to maintain a fiendish expression on his face, fiercely glaring at those hesitating sorcerer-apprentices.

They might not be able to stop these apprentices from forming an alliance in the future, but they had to stop it now. Otherwise, the sailors would definitely die!

At this time, the sailors behind Iquidan reacted one after another. They picked up their weapons and stood beside Iquidan, staring fiercely at the opposite camp of apprentices.

Correspondingly.

The five spellcasters from the Sorcerer-Apprentice camp stood at the forefront, while the members of the spellcasters' squad stood at the back. One by one, they brandished their weapons and stared straight at the sailors.

Alastair stared at Ikidan and said coldly: "Today, five of you sailors must be thrown into the sea! If the five of us come together, you'll lose for sure! "

"You can try."

Ikidan did not back down.

"Humph! Do you think the Sorcerer-Apprentices on the ship are still kids from a month ago? "

Alastair snorted and the sapphire ring on his left hand flashed. As he chanted an incantation, a golden sword of light floated in front of his chest and disappeared in a flash.

Puff!

Ikidan barely avoided the fatal attack from the lightsaber, but a bloody wound was left on his right shoulder. At the same time, as fast as a blur, the white doll dug out this marine leader's heart with incomparable speed.

The white doll was only slightly more than half a meter tall, and its entire body was covered in white. It looked somewhat pure.

However, in its hand was a bloody heart that was still beating.

The doll held the heart and giggled like a little girl. Looking at the sailors who were rushing towards it out of fear and anger, the doll ran away like a bad kid who had stolen candy.

"Bang!" The sailor who had lost his heart fell to the ground.

On the other side, Grimm and Chris rushed towards a sailor who was tied up by vines. Chris blocked the other sailors who were going to rescue him, while Grimm's eyes flashed with a cold light. He cleanly and neatly slit the sailor's neck with a dagger.

Boom!

A blazing fireball …

A moment later, many Sorcerer-Apprentices surrounded the sailor who was still standing. Many of them were very excited.

The reason why they were excited was not only because these Sorcerer-Apprentices would not have to risk their lives for the next three days, but also because all the Sorcerer-Apprentices really had a glimpse of the great power that some Sorcerer-Apprentices possessed.

This kind of power belonged to wizards, and it was not something that knights could resist.

This was a kind of magical power!

Merely five of the weakest Sorcerers acolytes and over 20 support personnel could easily defeat over 20 strong and sturdy Knights!

As long as they entered the Sorcerer Academy, these Sorcerer-Apprentices who had gone through many life-and-death trials would certainly absorb any power that could improve their strength in the fastest and most efficient way possible. They would be reborn as if they were reborn.

No one had any doubt about this!

In this battle, four sailors were killed, seven were seriously injured, nine were lightly injured, and one was unconscious.

All the surviving sailors were tied up by the Sorcerer-Apprentices with ropes.

The Sorcerer-Apprentices also paid a certain price.

Although Grimm was fine, Chris was slightly injured. Some of the other spellcasters even died because of carelessness. After all, those strong sailors had really risked their lives at the last moment.

Looking at the many Sorcerer-Apprentices enthusiastically joining the Death Sail League, the five spellcasters could not help but feel a sense of satisfaction on their faces.

Alastair sighed and said, "It's a pity that five more people died."

Everyone was stunned, but at this time, they no longer cared about these minor details.

Among the core members, several relatively weak Sorcerer-Apprentices recorded the names of those who signed up to join the league and informed them of the responsibilities and obligations that they should fulfill after joining the league.

From time to time, some Sorcerer-Apprentices on the deck laughed heartily, which was quite valuable in the oppressive atmosphere on the ship.

"Haha, didn't you arrogantly say that we are pigs? Why are you not arrogant now? Hahaha … "



The next morning, Fake Faceless Sorcerer still let out that ear-piercing laughter of his.

"Heh heh heh heh, it seems that there is a big change on the ship. Not bad, not bad. There are actually ten less."

The group of Sorcerer-Apprentices was full of spirit and confidence, no longer as cold and heartless as before. It seemed that they had been twisted into a rope by some kind of power, although it did not seem that reliable.

Kyrie and Bionna did not react to the many Sorcerer-Apprentices on the deck who had already united.

For these two, once their talent was discovered by Sorcerers, they treated it like a treasure. In addition, they had the power to kill others easily. Therefore, they had never experienced the cruelty of the low-level Sorcerer-Apprentices.

On the contrary, Sam, who had always been a mysterious guy, showed a very curious look about this newly formed league on the ship. From time to time, he would stare at the five Spell Casters.

The boatswain's face was very ugly. Basically, all the sailors on the ship were his former subordinates. Now, they had become meat on the board of these Sorcerer-Apprentices and could be thrown into the sea at any time.

While everyone was having different thoughts, Fake Faceless suddenly said to the Death Sail League Sorcerer-Apprentices, "But, I have bad news for you …"

The word 'bad' was deliberately dragged out.

Many Sorcerer-Apprentices, who were full of spirit and confidence, suddenly changed their expressions. They stared at this "evil, perverted, cruel" horrible Sorcerer, for fear that he would say something out of line.

Subconsciously, everyone moved away from other Sorcerer-Apprentices, for fear of an uncontrollable accident.

"The bad news is … heh heh, heh heh heh heh …"

In the midst of the Sorcerer's strange and evil laughter, and in the midst of the crowd of Sorcerers' nervousness and fear, Fake Faceless said loudly, "We will arrive at the Sorcerer Continent's Black Isotta Academy this evening. Therefore, I'm afraid those sailors you've caught will be 'useless'. Heh heh, heh heh heh heh … How about it? Are you disappointed? "

Hearing this, almost all the Sorcerer-Apprentices had an impulse to go crazy. If not for the fact that they were not strong enough, some of the hot-tempered guys would definitely rush up and slap this old thing to death.

However, after calming down, there was finally some excitement in everyone's heart. Were they finally going to arrive at the Sorcerer Academy?

In the past, when they saw other Sorcerer-Apprentices being thrown into the sea again and again, every Sorcerer-Apprentice present swore to themselves that they would definitely learn powerful sorcery and control their own destiny!

The cruelty of the mutual killing on the ship for more than a month had almost become an indelible mark in the lives of all the Sorcerer-Apprentices.

However, along with these killings, it also allowed the Sorcerer-Apprentices who were lucky enough to survive to gain experience and understand the cruelty and preciousness of the Sorcerer's path. In the future, they would go further than others.

On this day, the Sorcerer-Apprentices constantly looked into the distance from the deck. Gradually, the number of ships in the surroundings began to increase, and the line of intersection between the sea and the sky faintly became a little different …

In the evening, the sun set in the west.

Following the skillful casting of the anchor by the boatswain, this ship that had been sailing on the endless sea for more than two months finally arrived at an unfamiliar port. Amidst the uncontrollable excitement of the crowd of Sorcerer-Apprentices, countless black crows suddenly gushed out from under the Fake Faceless Sorcerer's robe and slowly lifted him up.

"Heh heh heh, little fellows, welcome to the Sorcerer Continent's great Black Isotta Academy!"

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