The lost souls of the sea were the original passengers or sailors of the ghost ship. Dream Follower
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They were bound by death, but they couldn't rest in peace.
They sought eternal disappearance, but they couldn't escape the fate of being dominated.
Compared to the unclean sailors, the lost souls of the sea were more violent. They were also intelligent and wouldn't charge irrationally like the unclean sailors.
The casualties of the psychics on Roma Island began to increase.
The unclean sailors at the beginning were just appetizers. After eliminating the unqualified psychics, they attacked in groups.
On the other hand, the lost souls of the sea were like an army. They attacked in an organized manner. Instead of attacking one after another, they attacked in groups.
Behind the lost souls of the sea, there was a particularly tall evil spirit, the ghost captain.
He could command his army and turn the lost souls of the sea into a real army.
Moreover, after they killed the enemy, they would attach themselves to the enemy and control the enemy's body to attack.
This made them even more of a threat.
The psychics on the beach began to retreat. A large number of psychics were injured or even killed.
This was the difference between organized and unorganized.
The ghost captain had experienced countless battles. From his life to his death, he couldn't rest in peace.
He didn't need to shout on the battlefield. His intentions could be conveyed to the entire battlefield with a thought.
"That's impressive," Moore said with emotion.
After saying that, Mo-Er created a doppelganger and directly rushed to a team of six lost souls of the sea.
He actually preferred this kind of team of enemies.
The efficiency of those unclean sailors from before was too low.
The six lost souls of the sea immediately waved their swords and slashed at Moore's clone.
The clone pounced on one of the lost souls of the sea.
The magic dragon scale armor on the clone immediately came into play.
The scorching heat burned the souls of the dead at sea who had lost their way.
The other souls of the sea slashed at the clone crazily as if they wanted to chop it into pieces.
However, they didn't need to do that. The clone suddenly exploded, blowing all six souls of the sea into pieces.
Currently, Moore was still using suicidal attacks.
The difference was that the bombs used were no longer the ordinary magic bombs of the past. Now, they were bombs mixed with dragon scale powder, and these bombs were made by Rouen Faschiben.
Rouen Faxi had originally planned to use it as a dragon's breath, although it would not be as powerful as a real dragon's breath.
Compared to the association, it was cheaper to build, more powerful, and more convenient to carry.
Unlike in the past, they didn't need to bring hundreds of kilograms of explosives in a single battle.
Each portion of the Dragon's Breath was only the size of a finger.
However, it was still very terrifying. The six dead souls of the sea did not even leave a trace behind.
Mo-Er shuddered. Although the self-destruction of his avatar did not cause any substantial harm to himself, the moment the avatar died would still bring about a very uncomfortable feeling.
Mo-Er looked at where the Turin was docked and mumbled, "If I can get to the Turin, I'll definitely earn a lot of merit points."
This kind of suicidal attack was, of course, more effective when there were more enemies.
Although killing six Souls of the Sea at once was already a very good result.
However, Mo-Er was not satisfied. After all, he had to pay with his life every time.
However, Mo-Er did not have any close combat abilities. His avatar would not be able to get to the Turin before it was killed and self-destructed.
Moreover, the Ghost Captain was not stupid. He would not let Mo-Er's avatar get close.
Mo-Er was very cunning. His original body had been hiding in the forest.
He would not give the Souls of the Sea a chance to surround him.
Just like when he was in the Trial Tower, he had to keep running and constantly release his doppelgangers to self-destruct in order to pass the first level of the Trial Tower.
He claimed to be the third fastest man in the Supernatural Organization. Apart from Engelite and Chen Zhao, he was the best at running.
In fact, Klaus and the Lightning Team were better at running than him.
For example, Gaia was faster than him.
Just then, a ball of fire fell from the sky. The fire did not explode. Instead, it splashed in all directions.
The splashing flames surrounded a dozen Souls of the Sea.
Hiding in the forest, Mo-Er saw Jollinash and immediately shouted, "Jollinash, I saw this place first."
Only then did Jollinash see Mo-Er.
"Fine, I'll go somewhere else." Jollinash pouted. Mo-Er really knew how to pick a place.
Of course, this place would fall soon. Many spiritualists had retreated. Mo-Er could not stay here forever.
Jollinash threw another spell and turned to leave.
Just then, a few ships suddenly appeared on the sea.
Jollinash and Mo-Er's attention was attracted by the ships' movements.
"What are they doing?"
"They want to destroy the Turin with the self-destructing ships?"
Not just Jollinash and Mo-Er, but many spiritualists also saw this.
Some were envious, while others were jealous. It was indeed a strange move.
But at this moment, a loud and orderly voice came from the Turin.
It was like a choir singing in unison.
But many people's expressions changed. It was not a choir singing.
It was the Dark Spirit Witches releasing spells together. It was the sound of magic incantations.
The incantations were loud and eerie. Those who heard it could not help but shudder.
Immediately afterward, tentacles extended from the front, back, left, and right of the self-destructing ships, entangling them.
Boom, boom, boom —
The ships all self-destructed before they could get close to the Turin.
"Mo-Er, get out of here quickly. Those are Dark Spirit Witches, and there seems to be a lot of them," Jollinash reminded him.
Dark Spirit Witches were not ordinary evil spirits or witches. They were a combination of witches and evil spirits.
They used to be spiritualists who attacked the Turin when they were alive.
But after their deaths, their souls were captured by the Turin and enslaved and dominated.
At the same time, they gained more power than when they were alive.
A terrible magic power came from the Turin.
The Turin's most terrifying Dark Spirit Witches had finally moved out.
Hundreds of Dark Spirit Witches chanted the same incantation, then left the Turin and rushed to Ma Island in all directions.
The Dark Spirit Witches were the most powerful and also the most difficult to deal with on the Turin.
And there were also a lot of them.
"What a pity. I knew this would happen." Wenke, Sieg, and Rode both looked disappointed.
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