Extraordinary Sailing

The face between Bassom's chest and abdomen was like an ancient white marble sculpture, gender indistinguishable, so handsome that it was even a bit eerie.

Compared with the big pirate's ugly body covered with purple and black scars, it looks like a white lotus growing out of the mud, giving people a sense of sharp contrast and impact!

"Ha Ka Ka, those who are self-styled will be swept into the dust of history! There are so many members of the 'Yellow Sand Society', why do you think I, Bassam, got this opportunity to hunt the strong in the sea?

Ho! Witchcraft is such a fascinating force!

I wanted to save some effort on you guys, but anyone who sees me like this will die! "

It is naturally impossible for the mouth whose tongue has been bitten off to speak again.

On the other hand, that handsome face like a marble sculpture suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of evil pupils with black pentagrams. At the same time, he laughed and spoke, but his voice was as gritty as Basham's.

It's just that the tone is as arrogant as ever, as if the person sitting on the deck who has almost turned into a "stick" is not him at all.

Blossoming

At the same time, the intelligent individuals among the "corpse monsters" near the bulwarks on both sides raised their knives and fixed the three warships "Conch", "Thumb" and "Iron Bone" on the battleship. All hooks and locks were cut off.

not for a while.

In the surge of the current, several ships gradually drifted away, instantly turning the "Crypt of Bones" into an isolated island!

The unexpected behavior of the "corpse monster" greatly exceeded the expectations of all living people, because the scuffle was still going on, and no one could guess what Basham, who had already shown his hole card, wanted to do at this time.

"what's the situation?"

boom! boom! boom!

He didn't care about the witchcraft shield that had already begun to crumble under Aiwen's alchemy musket, and the strange face shouted to himself:

"Ha Ka Ka Ka, since you have boarded the 'Bone Tomb', don't leave, let's all become part of this mobile tomb!"

Then a low-pitched incantation sounded from his mouth, every syllable echoed the dry and dead silence in the great desert, as if trying to squeeze out every trace of life force from a person.

moment.

The entire battleship was shaking under his feet, and there seemed to be something huge trapped in the lower cabin, making loud bang bang bang bang.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The door of the cabin was shattered directly, and countless yellow sand mixed with black grave soil poured out from the bottom cabin, like countless dancing black and yellow sand snakes rushing towards the main deck.

Although the positions of Aiwen and Milan are the first and main targets, the raging "snake tide" has also pushed everyone on the deck into a corner.

[Witchcraft Quicksand Coffin! 】

"This guy is the real wall hanging, isn't he natural?!"

Although he was complaining, he saw the moment when the yellow sand poured out.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ivan took out five or six seeds from the "Magic Pocket" cultivated by the high-ranking wizard "Snakeman" Heber Crete.

Because this is a seed cultivated by others, and I have no control over it. It belongs to an indiscriminate attack regardless of enemy or friend, so Aiwen has already issued an order to his crew loudly while taking out the seed:

"Soldiers! Follow my orders and jump into the sea to hide!"

Then chant the mantra aloud:

flo——

The mantra resonates strongly with the ubiquitous natural energy.

Snapped!

In the vibrant green extraordinary aura.

Five or six seeds burst like a burst, and one, two, or three dozens of "strong" vines as thick as an adult's thigh and countless tiny roots sprang out.

【Witchcraft · Activated Plant】

As soon as it appeared, it began to attack everything on the ship indiscriminately.

The soldiers under Aiwen's command had already reacted as soon as they heard the order. Before the Sand Snake completely surrounded themselves, they had already abandoned the "corpse monster" in the melee and jumped from the deck of the "Bone Grave" And down.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the pirates naturally followed suit and jumped into the sea with a plop.

ah--!

Only a few unlucky guys who were too far away from the ship's side or didn't react in time, were surrounded by sand snakes, and after a short scream, they fell silent. Only traces of blood stained the yellow sand red.

Fortunately.

The focus of Bassam and Aiwen's sorcery confrontation was on each other, so the rolling sand waves and vines did not cause many accidental injuries.

As for the extraordinary battlefields of the other two sides, before the sorcery of the two sides really affected them, they had already started to wipe out each other, leaving them enough room to dodge.

When Batham turned the Bryon of Bones into an island.

If Aiwen can't stop Bassem's offensive, jumping into the sea is no different from courting death. As long as Bassam finally wins and drives the boat away, they won't last long in the sea.

If Aiwen can succeed, they still have a chance!

This time luck was on Ivan's side.

Even though it was not controlled, following the plant's instinct, countless vines clung to the gaps in the deck with tiny roots, fixed themselves and at the same time divided and surrounded the rolling yellow sand, gradually disappearing into nothingness!

"Impossible!! You, you are also a wizard!?"

In this gap, Bassam was surrounded by several "corpse monsters" and carried him up, avoiding the unconscious attack of the vines far away.

Bassam's normal head seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed, while the monstrous face between his chest and abdomen was panting like a bellows, full of disbelief.

The final trump card with high hopes was offset by the "witchcraft" performed by this guy who is obviously a powerful knight, it is simply absurd!

The spellcasting aptitude that I wished for was easily used by a knight. I have endured so much pain. What is the reason for transforming myself into such a ghost? !

Seeing those huge vines easily crushing the "corpse monsters" he had accumulated so hard into bones, his heart was bleeding, but the living people could jump into the sea to escape, but the "corpse monsters" under him could not at all

Although the "corpse monster" is good and can almost form an army by itself, it also has its inherent limitations. Otherwise, why would I bother to fill the cabin with yellow sand tomb soil, and transform a good battleship into a dry and cool mobile tomb?

The act of cutting the cable to prevent the living from escaping, at this time, instead became a cocoon to bury oneself.

In just less than a minute, the "corpse monster army", which had not lost much in the battle with the navy and pirates, was almost completely destroyed by dozens of raging vines.

This is all I have accumulated except for the materials used to build the "Bone Altar"!

Because of anger and heartache, Bassam's strange face was a little distorted between his chest and abdomen:

"How dare you? How dare you? Unforgivable!"

The black pentagram in the pupil began to spin at high speed, as if the next mysterious witchcraft was about to come again.

"You still care about yourself!"

A series of gunshots rang out again, even though he was also constantly avoiding the attack of the vines, Aiwen still shot calmly.

With one shot, the witchcraft shield dimmed.

With two shots, one of the "corpse monsters" under him was missing.

Snapped!

Because of the "Curse of Misfortune", a "corpse monster" slipped inexplicably, fell on the deck, and was tied up by vines and torn to pieces.

three shots

Even if Bassam commanded the "corpse monster" under his command to dodge the raging vines desperately, but the space on the ship was limited after all, even if he had already retreated to the tall poop, he finally ushered in a situation where he could not escape. escape situation.

Although his body was much stronger than ordinary "corpse monsters", he still couldn't resist witchcraft attacks that were at least equivalent to the peak level of official wizards.

"Come and protect me!"

Even though he obtained the wizard's spellcasting ability through the cruel "stitching of different limbs", this ability is obviously not as powerful as he himself said.

The swirling black pentagrams in his eyes collapsed several times. Apart from barely being distracted and maintaining the shield of witchcraft, it was already difficult for him to use another witchcraft to solve his troubles.

Hearing his order, Leopard Cat" Ruenke and "Bonebreaker" Tempus gave up their opponents at the same time, and did not hesitate to expose their backs to help the desperate Bassam.

but

Click -!

The two extraordinary "corpse monsters" were only less than ten meters away from Basham, but this distance of only one step in the eyes of the extraordinary became a natural barrier that could not be crossed at this time.

Because under the continuous bombardment of the "Thorn Gold Rose", his witchcraft shield was finally shattered!

The ultimate doom has come.

"No--!!!"

Immediately afterwards, a line of fire plunged into Bassam's chest and abdomen, shattering the monstrous face capable of using witchcraft, and shattering his spine along the way.

He was not given any chance.

"Bang!" It was another shot, and the normal head that seemed to have lost consciousness was also smashed.

Plop——

The tattered limbs that lost their heads, arms, and right leg with a big hole in their chest were blown out by the kinetic energy of the musket, and fell into the sea from the high poop.

The cloak that looked like a white silk fabric that had been tied around his neck fluttered down and was grabbed by Ai Wen. It was the "Ocean Secret Treasure Ghost Cloak" that Bassam held in the information from all parties.

At the same time, Leopard Cat Ruenke and Bonebreaker Tempus froze suddenly and stopped in their tracks.

It's just that the expressions on their faces came alive in an instant, and they recovered themselves to a certain extent. At the same time, they turned to Aiwen's direction and performed the most solemn etiquette that belongs to pirates.

As if thanking him for setting his soul free.

Boom! Boom!

Before Aiwen could respond, the two former great pirates fell to the ground as if their bones had been taken out, and were smashed into pieces by the vines chasing after them.

"Alas—it's over."

A sigh.

Hum——

Milan, who was beside Aiwen, felt a faint bell ringing from a distant place that cannot be described in terms of spatial scale. With the bell ringing came an invisible but extremely majestic force, filling his body and mind.

Milan knew that this was a gift from fate after beheading the enemy of "fate"!

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