In the blink of an eye, Blackbeard's three officers gradually gained the upper hand in the battle.
After all, Volger, Nezru, and Mark Thick Neck were all from the same pirate ship. Furthermore, they were all veterans. As long as the three of them worked together, it wouldn't be difficult for them to take care of a dragon of this size.
Of course, this development was also within Brother Jue's expectations.
Although Wang Long was strong, it was only a "monster," after all, while Blackbeard's subordinates were all NPCs with higher intelligence. In the main universe, the former was equivalent to "animals," while the latter was equivalent to "humans."
No matter how smart an animal was, it might not be as smart as the stupidest human. This was the difference in the "quality" of a creature's level.
Humans could learn knowledge, use tools, use strategies, and plan to train their physical strength and skills. As for animals … it was already very difficult to achieve any of these.
Not long after, the three pirates used the "nibble" tactic to take down Wang Long. The alien beast let out an unwilling cry as it fell to the ground … For it, being killed by three creatures weaker than itself was really a grievance.
Fortunately, Mark Thick Neck quickly slashed at Wang Long's neck, cutting off the latter's depression and pain.
"Hmm … It took more time than I thought." Seeing that the battle was over, Feng Bujue said sarcastically and walked forward again.
"If you want to, come down and help yourself." Mr. Volger did not hold back. Even if the other party was Brother Jue, he would still speak frankly.
"Haha … I want to too." Feng Bujue smiled and replied halfway. Then, he pointed at Mad Eye beside him. "But someone has to look after Captain Mad Eye, right?"
"Isn't his strength already restricted …" At this moment, Snow, who walked over with Blackbeard, muttered softly in a timely manner.
In the face of this act of sabotage, Brother Jue still looked very indifferent. After all, he was thick-skinned.
"Yes, he is restricted, but you are not restricted, right?" Feng Bujue skillfully used the method of secretly changing the concept and counterattacking. He said, "Why don't you go up?"
"Okay, okay … I won't say anything, okay?" Snow was also a smart person. He knew very well that if he took advantage of the situation and argued with Brother Jue, he would definitely lose. So he chose to admit defeat directly and stopped talking about this topic.
"Since you're done, let's not waste any more time." At this moment, Blackbeard, who was the most reliable, commanded, "Thick Neck, go and see if your brother is dead. If he's not, get him to get up quickly."
"Uh … Yes." Mark's neck was extremely thick. He walked quickly to the place where Mark's hoof was lying down.
In fact, Thick Neck had always known that his brother was not dead. That was because the two brothers had some sort of connection. If one of them died, the other would know.
Sure enough, after being shaken a few times, Mark Hoof woke up from his coma.
"What? Is it time to eat? "Hoof asked as soon as he opened his eyes.
"If you're hungry, there's a whole dragon over there for you to eat." Thick Neck was also an honest man.
"Eat a skewer!" The next second, Mr. Volger, who had a sharp tongue and a sharp heart, scolded the two fools. "The Ravenous Dragon is a typical 'corrosive creature.' It's the most thoroughly corroded among the low-level dragons. The reason why they are much smaller than other dragons is that they have almost no meat. There's only a thin layer of fat in their huge skeleton and skin that's as thick as a city wall. It's this layer of fat … Like their internal organs and blood, it's poisonous."
"I see …" Just as Mr. Volger was explaining, Feng Bujue had already picked up [Bell's Daily Knife] and cut open the dragon's abdominal cavity for observation. "The result of severe corruption is that it has gained considerable strength and a ferocious character, but it has lost the wisdom and magic ability that dragons should have. Even the basic ability of 'spitting fire' has been lost because of the body's mutation."
"Hey hey … Don't tell me you want to cut some parts from this thing as snacks?" At this moment, Hong Hu's sharp mind made him think of a rather bad hypothesis.
"Haha … No, I'm just curious." When Feng Bujue replied, he had already stood up from the dragon's corpse with a smile on his face.
This guy's words and actions were both true and false. Even though Hong Hu and Snow were his teammates, they really did not know what he was thinking.
"Hoof, how's your injury?" On the other side, Blackbeard did not care about Brother Jue. Instead, he walked up to his subordinate and asked.
"Uh … It's just that when I caught that tail just now … It was too strenuous. I couldn't catch my breath and then 'suffocated.' I'm fine now." When Mark Hoof replied, he had already stood up. His half-orc bloodline had a self-healing ability. For a hard injury like this … He had already recovered when he was lying on the ground.
"Very good, then let's continue on our way." Blackbeard said as he turned his head and glanced at Mad Eye.
"Hmph …" Mad Eye met Blackbeard's gaze and snorted coldly. He walked forward unhurriedly and said, "Understood. I'll walk in front …"
"Mad Eye." Unexpectedly, at this moment, Blackbeard's tone suddenly turned cold. "Don't think that you're fooling around with others … There won't be a next time."
As soon as this was said, the cold smile on Mad Eye's face froze. After a slight hesitation, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
Then, the expression on his face became serious. He walked to the front of the team without saying a word and began to silently lead the way.
"Haha …" Feng Bujue observed the words and actions of the two and laughed in his heart.
In this suddenly oppressive atmosphere, the nine people set off again.
The figures in the forest who were following them did not give up because of the disturbance just now. They continued to follow them from afar.
…
They did not speak a word along the way. It was so quiet that it was suffocating for twenty minutes.
Finally, the group passed through the dense forest and came to an open area.
If what was happening on this island was compared to a jigsaw puzzle, then … what was reflected in the eyes of the nine people at this time was probably a piece of the puzzle.
"This … is an altar." Hong Hu looked at the small, stair-like "hexagonal pyramid" in front of him and blurted out a simple and intuitive conclusion.
"Hmm … the various traces in the forest were undoubtedly left behind when they were transporting construction materials," Snow said thoughtfully. "Then the question is … who is this altar dedicated to?"
"Well, it's not the two founders of the Phantom Demon Church." Before Snow's voice died away, Brother Jue, who had the most right to speak on this matter, spoke up. "Sam Montier and Taliom never used this kind of ancient orthodox religion (most of which were tied to tribes, countries, and races, had a certain political color, and had relatively open doctrines) to collect the Power of Faith. They used the 'secret society' method."
"Hold on …" Hong Hu said to Brother Jue at this time, "Now that things have come to this, are you still sure … that the enemies around us are from the Phantom Demon Church? Although I don't know them as well as you do, I can see … that their way of doing things is completely different from the members of the Phantom Demon Church I've met before. "
"Of course, I've noticed this too." Feng Bujue paused and said, "What I can be sure of is … these people, at least, were once warlocks of the Phantom Demon Church. The Origin of Magic in their bodies is a kind of identification mark that can't be changed. It's just … I'm not too sure why these people on this island are doing so many strange things … "
"Hmph … It's not strange that you don't know." Two seconds later, Blackbeard suddenly spoke again. "After all … you're just a traveler from another world. Your knowledge is limited." As he spoke, he walked forward alone and approached the altar in front of them.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Just as Blackbeard stepped into the ten-meter radius of the altar, many small defensive circles were activated. For a moment, there was a sweeping sound of magic light around them.
"Even I … haven't seen this in a long time …" Blackbeard's tone was still calm, and his footsteps were steady. This was because the energy that he unconsciously leaked out and surrounded his body was enough to offset the attacks.
"You know what that is?" Feng Bujue heard him and asked.
"This is … the altar of the God of Wisdom, Wisden." When Blackbeard replied, he was already standing in front of the altar. "Mad Eye …" After pausing for a second, Blackbeard said without turning his head, "You still remember, right? The despicable person who killed the 'Queen'. "
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