Looking at Elvin, who was wearing a navy officer's uniform, who was obviously in a daze, Wizard Gagon quietly put a blow dart made of bone near his mouth.
"Whoosh!"
"Dang!"
Elvin's well-honed battle instinct made him swing his sword at the last moment when the blow dart was about to hit him. He chopped away the poisoned arrow as fast as lightning.
Even though he was not hurt at all, Elvin couldn't help but sweat when he turned around and saw the weirdly dressed native old man.
Although he was a bit worried about Uncle Gör facing this weird and disgusting "monster" alone, Elvin thought it would be better for him to take care of this sneaky old man first.
"Caw, caw, caw, stupid navy, Gagon has already seen your death!"
To Elvin's surprise, this weird old man didn't run away after his attack failed. Instead, he crawled out of the cabin and kept attacking him with blow dart while talking to himself.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The dark brown skin should belong to the natives of the Southern Continent or the New Continent. The bone ornaments and tattoos covering more than 80% of his body made him look like the native witch doctor in the adventure stories Abel had heard when he was a kid.
Elvin raised his vigilance to 120%.
According to the legends, this kind of weird guy was rarely seen in the civilized world. Maybe he didn't have the ability to fight face to face, but he had all kinds of weird and terrifying witchcraft, which was hard to defend against.
Even though Elvin was confident that he had the strength of a peak mortal, he still didn't dare to take this guy lightly.
"Sword Form: Floating Boat!"
His body was so agile that he easily dodged all the blow dart shooting at him.
As expected.
Seeing that the blow darts she shot out couldn't hurt Elvin at all, the old voodoo doctor laughed weirdly, took out a dark green 'ball' from her boa-skin pocket, and threw it at Elvin.
"Go to hell! This is the sign of your death! "
Elvin's sharp eyesight instantly captured what it was. His pupils suddenly shrank. It was a human head that had been shrunk by some unknown means. His eyes and eyebrows were clear, but it had been shrunk a few times.
Bang!
A thick and sticky green mist that looked like atomized grease emerged from his head and quickly spread across the deck.
Elvin did not dare to test this strange thing with his body. He flew up to the mast and stood on the "boom" of the main sail, avoiding the poisonous fog that was obviously heavier than air.
"Ah — help!"
"Hah … Hah … I can't breathe …"
Elvin was able to dodge, but that didn't mean that everyone on the deck could do the same. Many pirates and marines were caught in the crossfire, and after letting out mournful howls, they lost all signs of life.
"Damn you!"
Elvin was furious.
Even though Elvin had already realized that this was the effect of a spell, he could not turn a blind eye to the act of turning his own kind into spellcasting materials. Even more so, he could not sit by and watch as his comrades were mercilessly slaughtered.
Hu — —
The sea breeze soon blew away the poisonous fog. The pirates and marines who had escaped the disaster were still in a state of shock. They hid in the corners and dared not come out again. Elvin, who was standing on the high ground, noticed the witch doctor's trace immediately.
The old witch doctor was still hiding behind a few wooden barrels, sneakily peeking at the movement on the ship. She murmured, "My divination shouldn't be wrong. Death, a strong and young body, and a crow. Aren't these symbols telling me that I'll harvest the body of a strong young man, and then practice the powerful Living Corpse Spell?"
Elvin, who had quietly come up to him through the sail rope, felt a sense of absurdity. Was this guy dreaming? An obviously non-combat magician came out to fight with him, a warrior, just because she saw his failure in her divination?
If adepts were all crazy people like this, then it was no wonder that all the major churches had issued orders to hunt adepts.
Elvin had thought that the Witch Hunting Order was the same as his previous life, which was a way for the ruling class to persecute civilians and suppress their opponents. But now, he felt that it was necessary to reconsider.
"At least, a guy like this old witch doctor, who treats human lives as worthless as grass, shouldn't exist!"
Thinking quickly, Elvin's swift and fierce action was not affected at all.
Holding the long sword upside down, he directly swooped down from the mast like a golden eagle hunting for its prey. With the help of the falling force, the long sword drew a beautiful arc in the air and swept across the witch doctor's neck.
Dong — —
The shriveled head fell to the ground. Her face was still filled with disbelief and confusion, but her eyes were no longer spirited.
Elvin tapped the deck with his toes and continued to roll forward, quickly moving away from the witch doctor's position. He was afraid that this witch doctor would follow Blood Anchor Zach's example and try to drag others down with him after he died.
Fortunately, Elvin didn't know whether it was because this witch doctor was not good enough or because of some other reason, but what he was worried about didn't happen. The half-baked witch doctor was killed by the warrior's flying dragon.
He didn't dare to touch anything on this guy. In a situation where he didn't know anything about witchcraft, not to mention finding useful trophies, it would be a tragedy if he accidentally got himself killed.
Elvin found the remaining kerosene on the pirate ship and set the witch doctor's body and the things on fire, burning them all.
While the fire was still burning, Elvin simply cooperated with the marines who had already boarded the pirate ship to clean up the last pirates on the ship. This time, they didn't encounter any more difficult enemies.
The kerosene prepared by the pirates was of good quality. When everything was over, the witch doctor's body had almost been burned to ashes.
A large part of the deck, which had good fire resistance, was also burned. Fortunately, when Elvin ignited the fire, he moved away all the flammable objects nearby. Otherwise, this pirate ship would inevitably follow in the footsteps of the Warrior.
However, there was still something that wasn't burned.
"What is this?"
In the ashes left behind by the fire, a black stone sculpture that looked like a sunken ship lay there quietly. On the smooth and clean surface, there wasn't even a trace of burn.
Tap … tap … tap …
Elvin walked forward and looked at this strange thing. He put his hand on it. It was cold to the touch. The fire just now was like an illusion to him.
"Splash!"
But in the next moment, as if he stepped into the salty sea, Elvin felt that he was sinking rapidly. In just a moment, he had already reached the bottom of the sea.
Boundless darkness enveloped him.
The mud at the bottom of the sea wriggled and covered Elvin. Suffocation, coldness, stench, and countless negative feelings from his senses directly drowned him.
The flow of time suddenly accelerated. Countless barnacles, tube worms, moss worms, mussels, seaweed, and other parasites crazily grew on his body. He raised his hands. One of them had turned into a crab claw covered with a shell, and the other had decomposed into countless unknown black seaweed.
The horror made him wake up for a moment. Suddenly, he saw a huge red exclamation mark in his vision, and a rapid warning sound echoed in his ears.
"Mental state deviation, warning! Warning! "
Instantly realizing that he had fallen into an inexplicable illusion, Elvin gathered all his strength and tried to break free.
"Boom-!"
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