On River Leit.
Rona held onto the tip of his staff. Frost element magic flowed out from his palm. The overheated magic staff cooled down rapidly under the influence of the chilling aura.
"Is there anyone still alive in the cabin?"
"We shouldn't be saving people," a mercenary complained unhappily.
A mercenary complained as he carried an unconscious sailor onto the deck.
"Stop complaining. Bring the wounded to the spare wooden boat of the merchant ship. This ship won't last long!"
After the battle, Rona commanded his mercenary group to clean up the battlefield. The Gaffelk's Snake had indeed done many dirty deeds in the past, but they were forced by circumstances.
Now that their lives had stabilized, the members of the mercenary group agreed that they still needed a good reputation.
Although it sounded hypocritical, it didn't feel good to be avoided like the plague on the streets.
Rona continued to cool down the staff in his hand. The crystal embedded at the tip of the staff could multiply the effects of his spells. The only drawback was the risk of the staff shattering if too much magic was poured into it.
In the game, the durability of the staff had dropped to zero. The rarity and quality of the staff were Epic.
The Gaffelk's Snake was discovered in a dangerous ancient ruin.
"Open your eyes. I know you haven't fainted."
Rona squatted down in front of the Nephilic Judge. He had fought against Nephilic Judges a few times, but Stitches was the most troublesome one he had ever met. Rona didn't dare to let his guard down.
As a result, the magic staff in his hand was already at a critical point.
Stitches, who was lying on the deck, let out another eerie laugh when he heard Rona's words …
"Stop laughing. Do you have any companions?"
Rona wouldn't go easy on any Nephilic Judge. His former lover, his comrades in the mercenary group, were all tormented by the Grey Fog, and the main culprit was the Nephilic Judge.
Therefore, when he received Josiah's request to catch Stitches, he was slightly dissatisfied … But since it was his employer's order, Rona could only follow it.
However, Josiah only asked him to catch Stitches. It didn't mean that they had to bypass the other Nephilic Judges.
Stitches didn't say a word and continued laughing. His laughter sounded strange to Rona.
"Answer me! Do you have any other companions? "Rona was a little annoyed by Needle's laughter.
"No!"
Needle stopped laughing abruptly and replied to Rona with the same anger in his voice.
When she looked at Rona, Rona noticed that half of the Judge's face was festering.
"You despicable bastards! What mercenary group! What alliance! One by one, they destroyed my toys for no reason! " Needle screamed at Rona with a deranged voice. Rona suddenly grabbed her cloak and pulled her to the other side.
However, it was still a little too late. His calf, which was being stitched up, was instantly severed by an invisible blade.
At this moment, Rona saw that there was another stranger at the back of the merchant ship. His target was not Rona but Stitches.
"It's time to end this." After his calf was severed, he laughed crazily again.
This time, Rona felt a large amount of gray magic gathering at the stern of the merchant ship. His target was still Stitches. Rona only needed to dodge at this moment.
However, at this moment, Rona placed his staff on the ground. Pure white inscriptions flashed in front of Rona and a magic barrier formed by inscriptions instantly unfolded in front of him.
The gray torrent engulfed the magic barrier formed by Rona. The caster's magic power far exceeded Rona's expectations. In less than two seconds, cracks appeared on the barrier.
"Scram!" Stitches shouted angrily when she saw Rona blocking the attack for her.
"Did you just say … alliance?"
Rona's voice sounded strained. Just a few seconds of magic barrier had almost drained the magic in his body.
"So what?!" Stitches roared angrily again.
"I'm just a little … surprised that you play World Scar as well."
The moment Rona finished his words, the crystal at the tip of his staff shattered into pieces and the magic barrier disappeared. Fortunately, the other party members noticed the attacker at the stern of the merchant ship.
They quickly reacted and attracted the attacker's aggro.
"Rona!"
The archer immediately rushed to Rona's side and noticed that the skin on the arm holding the staff had completely disappeared.
"Hey … You can't hold the mouse anymore like this." The archer trembled as he looked at the wound on Rona's arm.
"Khoya, this is not the time to joke around …"
Before Rona could finish his sentence, he fell into the archer's arms.
Needle's pupils shrank when she saw this scene. Just as she was about to mock them by saying "Serves you right", a needle made of grey mist emerged from the bottom of the deck and pierced right between her eyebrows.
In that instant, Stitches lost consciousness and collapsed on the deck.
When Stitches opened her eyes again, she found herself in a dark space … a space that she was already familiar with.
"Stitches, you failed."
A figure formed by Grey Fog appeared in front of Stitches. It wore a mask with a bird's beak on its face and its fingers were three times longer than a normal person's.
The figure formed by Grey Fog slowly caressed the festering cheek of Stitches.
"Don't say anything unnecessary. Isn't it just death? I've been waiting for this for a long time," Stitches shouted at the figure.
In the end, her hand moved to Stitches' neck and abruptly stopped Stitches from moving.
"You will become my nourishment."
Stitches felt a suffocating sensation coming from her neck, but a smile appeared on her face once again … Even if her world was pitch-black, it didn't matter if she closed her eyes or not.
She was born alone and shrouded in darkness. Stitches hated this world, so she wanted to take revenge and leave this world.
Now, she could finally leave this place that she hated so much without any reluctance.
But in that moment of absent-mindedness, Stitches heard the roar of something. She opened her eyes in disbelief. The roar wasn't just an illusion.
An armored orc suddenly rushed out from the corner of the room. Letting out another angry roar, it used the shield in its hand to repel the grey figure that was choking Stitches' neck.
Stitches fell to the ground and coughed non-stop …
"But … What …" Stitches breathed in the surrounding air and looked at the orc standing in front of her in confusion.
"I don't care who you are! Get the hell away from me! " Stitches shouted at the orc. However, the orc also roared at the Grey Fog in the distance.
"Stitches, you are resisting my will."
The figure formed by Grey Fog didn't seem to be angry, but its sharp claws suddenly struck at the orc. In the blink of an eye, the orc was pinned to the ground.
"How would I know?! I don't even know where this damn orc came from! "Once again, anger filled Stitches' heart. She couldn't even allow herself to be killed.
But Stitches once again felt the suffocating feeling of being choked by her neck. The Grey Fog had obviously grabbed the orc's neck.
In the next second, lightning exploded in the dark space. An arrow formed by thunder shot towards the Grey Fog, piercing a hole in the Grey Fog's body.
"Stitches! Where did the power in your consciousness come from?! "The Grey Fog's voice sounded angry.
"The power in my consciousness?"
Stitches retreated in confusion. She didn't know what was happening, but a sharp tentacle appeared in the Grey Fog's hand and stabbed towards Stitches. Stitches could only watch helplessly as the tentacle stabbed towards her, but a bear with a long horn stood in front of Stitches. The tentacle pierced into the bear's skin, and the bear let out a painful roar.
A scar also appeared on Stitches' arm, but she didn't feel anything.
At this moment, Stitches stared blankly at the … horned bear in front of her. She suddenly remembered where she had seen this bear before.
Suddenly … Needle turned around and looked behind him. Twenty-four fully-armed Orcs, Taurens, and High Elves were charging towards him. The leader of the Orcs raised his long sword high and roared, "Kill them all!"
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