The face on Basaram's chest was like a white ancient marble sculpture. It was impossible to tell its gender, and it was so handsome that it was almost demonic.
Compared to the ugly body of the great pirate, which was covered in purplish black scars, it was like a white lotus growing out of mud. It was an intense contrast!
"Hahaha. Those who remain stagnant will be swept into the dust of history! There are many members of the Yellow Sand Association. How do you think I, Basaram, obtained the opportunity to hunt powerhouses on the sea?
Ha! Magic is truly an enchanting power!
I wanted to save some energy on you, but anyone who sees me in this state will die! "
The mouth with its tongue bitten off naturally could not speak.
On the other hand, that handsome face that seemed to be carved from marble suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of sinister pupils with a black pentagram. At the same time, he laughed loudly, but his voice was as ear-piercing as Basam's.
However, his tone was as arrogant as ever, as though the person sitting on the deck who had almost turned into a 'stick' wasn't him at all.
Duo duo duo …
At the same time, the 'corpse monsters' near the bulwarks that still retained their intelligence raised their swords and chopped off the hooks that secured the Roaring Conch, the Thumb, and the Iron Bone to the battleship.
Soon.
In the surging ocean currents, the few ships were moving further and further away, turning 'Skeleton Tomb' into a lone island in the blink of an eye!
The unexpected actions of the 'corpse monsters' greatly exceeded the expectations of the living. As the chaotic battle was still ongoing, no one could guess what Basaram, who had already revealed his trump card, wanted to do.
"What's the situation?"
* Bang! Bang! Bang! *
Ignoring the magical shield that was already on the verge of collapse under Elvin's alchemical gun, the demonic face continued to clamor.
"Hahahaha. Since you've boarded the Skeleton Tomb, don't leave. Become a part of this moving tomb!"
Then, a low incantation sounded from his mouth. Every syllable carried the desolate echo of the desert, as though it wanted to squeeze every trace of life out of a person.
Instantly.
The entire battleship beneath their feet trembled. Loud bangs sounded as though there was a massive creature trapped in the lower cabin.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The cabin door was directly smashed into pieces. Yellow sand mixed with black grave soil gushed out from the lower cabin, like countless dancing black and yellow sand snakes rushing towards the main deck.
Although Elvin and Milan were the main targets, the surging 'snake tide' forced everyone on the deck into a corner.
[Witchcraft — Quicksand Coffin!]
"This guy is the real cheat, Logia …?!"
Although he was complaining, he saw the moment the sand gushing out.
Without any hesitation, Elvin took out five or six seeds cultivated by the Snake Man, Heber Crete, from his magic pocket.
Because this was a seed cultivated by someone else, he had no control over it. It was an indiscriminate attack that did not differentiate between friend and foe. Therefore, when Elvin retrieved the seed, he had already issued an order to his crew.
"Soldiers! Listen to my command! Jump into the sea! "
He then chanted loudly.
Flo —
The incantation resonated strongly with the ubiquitous natural energy.
..
. In the vibrant green Transcendent aura.
The seeds seemed to have exploded. One, two, three … dozens of 'strong' vines and countless tiny roots as thick as an adult's thigh sprang out.
Once they appeared, they began to indiscriminately attack everything that could move on the ship.
Elvin's soldiers reacted the moment they heard the order. Before the sand snakes could completely surround them, they had already abandoned the 'zombie monsters' in the chaotic battle and jumped off the deck of the Skeleton Tomb.
Seeing that the situation was bad, the pirates naturally followed suit and jumped into the sea.
Ah —!
Only a few unlucky ones who were too far away from the ship's railing or couldn't react in time were surrounded by the sand snakes. After a short scream, they fell silent. Only traces of blood dyed the yellow sand red.
Fortunately.
The focus of Basam and Elvin's witchcraft was on each other, so the rolling sand waves and vines didn't cause many accidental injuries.
As for the other two Transcendent battlefields, they had already begun to wear each other down before the witchcraft reached them, giving them enough space to dodge.
When Bartholomew turned the Bone Tomb into an isolated island, Bartholomew was still alive.
If Elvin couldn't stop Basam's attack, jumping into the sea was no different from suicide. As long as Basam won and sailed the ship away, they wouldn't be able to last long in the sea.
If Elvin could succeed, they still had a chance!
This time … luck was on Elvin's side.
Even though they were not being controlled, they still followed the instincts of plants. Countless vines climbed into the cracks of the deck with their tiny roots, fixing themselves in place. At the same time, they also separated and surrounded the sand that was rolling towards them, gradually eliminating it!
"Impossible!! You, you're actually a Warlock!? "
In this gap, Basam was already carried away by a few 'zombie monsters', far away from the unconscious attacks of the vines.
Basam's normal head had its eyes closed as if it had fallen asleep, and the demonic face between his chest and abdomen was panting like a bellows, its face full of disbelief.
The ultimate trump card he had pinned his hopes on had been neutralized by the 'witchcraft' cast by this obviously powerful Knight. It was simply absurd!
The spellcasting talent he had always wanted had been so easily used by a Knight. How much pain had he endured, and why had he slowly transformed himself into this ghastly state?!
Looking at those huge vines easily crushing the "zombie monsters" that he had painstakingly accumulated into bone dust, his heart was bleeding. It was just that living people could jump into the sea to escape, but the "zombie monsters" under his command could not at all …
Although the 'zombie monsters' were good, and could almost turn him into an army, they had their inherent limitations. Otherwise, why would he go through so much trouble to fill the ship's hold with sand, and transform a good battleship into a dry, cool mobile tomb?
The act of severing the ropes to prevent the living from escaping had now become a trap of his own making.
In less than a minute, the 'zombie army' that hadn't suffered many losses in the battle with the navy and pirates was almost completely destroyed by the dozens of vines.
This was all he had accumulated, apart from the materials used to construct the 'Corpse Altar'!
Due to his anger and heartache, the demonic face between Basam's chest and abdomen was somewhat distorted.
"How dare you? How dare you? Unforgivable! "
The black pentagram in his pupils began to spin rapidly, as if the next mysterious witchcraft was about to descend upon him.
"You should be more concerned about yourself!"
A series of gunshots rang out. Even though he was also constantly dodging the attacks of the vines, Elvin's shots were still as calm as ever.
With one shot, the witchcraft shield dimmed a little.
With two shots, one of the 'zombie monsters' beneath him was gone.
Pa!
Due to the 'Curse of Misfortune', a 'zombie monster' inexplicably slipped and fell to the deck, where it was bound and torn to shreds by the vines.
Three shots …
Even though Basam commanded his' zombie monsters' to carry him and desperately dodge the raging vines, the space on the ship was limited. Even though he had retreated to the tall stern of the ship, he was finally faced with a situation where he could no longer escape.
Though his body was far sturdier than an ordinary 'zombie monster', he was unable to withstand a witchcraft attack that was at least at the level of a peak official Magus.
"Come and protect me!"
Even though he had obtained the spellcasting ability of a Magus through the cruel 'Alien Limb Suture', this ability was clearly not as powerful as he claimed it to be.
The black pentagram in his eyes had dissipated several times. Other than forcibly splitting his attention to maintain the witchcraft shield, he could no longer cast another spell to resolve his troubles.
Upon hearing his command, 'Leopard Cat' Loenke and 'Bone Crusher' Tempus abandoned their opponents at the same time. They didn't hesitate to expose their backs and rushed to Basam's aid.
However …
Kacha!
The two supernatural 'zombie monsters' were less than ten meters away from Basam. However, this distance that was no more than a step in the eyes of Extraordinaries was now an insurmountable moat.
Under the continuous bombardment of the 'Thorny Golden Rose', his witchcraft shield had finally shattered!
Ultimate misfortune had descended.
"No —!"
Immediately after, a line of fire drilled into Basam's chest and abdomen, blasting apart the devilish face that could use witchcraft. At the same time, it also blasted apart his spine.
He didn't have any chance.
* Bang! * Another shot blasted apart the normal brain that seemed to have lost consciousness.
* Plop! *
Basam had lost his head, arms, right leg, and a large hole in his chest. He was sent flying by the kinetic energy of the flintlock, falling into the sea from the tall stern of the ship.
The white silk cloak that had been tied around his neck floated down and was snatched by Elvin. It was the 'Secret Treasure of the Sea, Ghost Cloak' that Basam had in his possession.
At the same time, the charging 'Leopard Cat' Loenke and 'Bone Crusher' Tempus suddenly stiffened as they stopped in their tracks.
However, the expressions on their faces instantly turned lively. They had regained their sense of self to a certain extent. At the same time, they turned towards Elvin and gave him the most solemn salute that belonged to pirates.
It was as though they were thanking him for freeing their souls.
Bam! Bam!
Without waiting for Elvin to respond, the two former great pirates slumped to the ground as though their bones had been pulled out. They were torn to shreds by the vines chasing after them.
"Sigh — it's over."
There was a sigh.
* Hum! *
Beside Elvin, Milan felt the faint chime of a bell come from a place that was indescribably far away. Following the chime was an invisible but extremely majestic power that filled her body and mind.
Milan knew that this was a gift from fate after slaying the enemy of 'destiny'!
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