ps: I'm so sorry, I'm so tired and sleepy, I crawled on the computer desk and fell asleep last night while writing. ↑, when I woke up in the morning, my face was swollen......

The dull sound of gunfire echoed in the cabin, deafening, and for a moment, Diego thought he had done it. However, when the smoke cleared, he was surprised to find that things were not at all the way he had imagined.

Between him and the necromancer, a transparent film of energy was slowly rippling. This layer of energy seemed thinner than any shield, and the shotgun balls stuck on it even showed a sphere on either side, but Diego knew that even the strongest shield might not be as strong as it. No attack can harm the necromancer behind it until the magic runes embedded in the bulkheads, floors, and ceilings are depleted of energy. Of course, you shouldn't want to attack those runes, as they are on the side of the light curtain close to the necromancer and are protected by it.

Diego realizes that he has been tricked.

"Oh~oh~oh~~~" Stavin sighed sarcastically, "You're really a quick temper, Lord Viscount, you haven't even heard what my conditions are!" ”

"What conditions can you have?" Diego pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "Money, beauty, or your false eternal life?" ”

"Surely enough to attract you," the necromancer said arrogantly, the hypocritical humility he had when he invited Diego to join the Cursed Sect had long since disappeared from his face and was replaced by conceit and arrogance, "Say I'm going to spare you a life now?" ”

He was answered with a fierce bombardment!

The energy curtain vibrated violently, but the bullet still didn't penetrate it. The energy runes embedded in the hull of the ship shone a few times, in a microcosm that is difficult to observe with the naked eye. Tiny sparks were jumping inside it.

Diego didn't realize that his attack had actually taken a toll on the shield. But as the creator of the circle, the necromancer was sensitive to this change. His expression began to become cautious. No more hubris.

"Can't you just die obediently?" He muttered discontentedly, then pulled out a dagger and slashed it at his left wrist. The mage finally realizes that the zombies, ghouls, or abominations he made can't handle the intruders, and he needs a high-end force.

The blackened blood flowed like a spring—Diego was amazed at how much blood could be squeezed out of the shriveled body—and it fell on the circle painted on the bilge deck as if it had been ignited, and the blood-painted circle shone with a magma-like orange color.

The necromancer lowered his flat arm, bleeding so much that his originally gray and green face became as pale as a dead corpse.

"Souzune? Koopkol? Bamuen? Abanip? Grackergrave? Tatog? Hargas? Cernis? Sukurivigen? Bushtom? Han Ron ......: "The necromancer raised his hands** and chanted a long name.

Diego swears it was a demon's real name. For with the mage's chanting, an evil force from the twisted void is escaping from the bilge. But the demon's real name is often forty or fifty syllables long, and the necromancer is not quick to pronounce it in order to be correct.

Diego felt that this was really speechless: a necromancer who studies spiritism does not toss rotting corpses and bones, but instead summons demons, how can you make warlocks feel embarrassed!

But although he was staggering, he was not idle in his hand, a magazine containing ordinary bullets was replaced with a magazine slot, and the next moment. An abundance of light energy was poured into the newly loaded bullet.

The guns rang out again, this time, the bullets infused with Holy Light energy were clearly not as weak as the previous shotguns, though they didn't penetrate the film either. However, it consumed a lot of magical energy from above, and Diego even heard the "click" of the energy supply rune stone.

Things have gotten out of the hands of everyone on both sides and are now a race for time. If only Diego and his gang could summon demons before this mage summons demons. Get this film, and victory will be in hand. But if this mage can summon demons before they can shatter the energy shield. Then the end for them is not good-I don't know what this mage is going to summon, but just look at such a big battle. Diego is not expected to be a weak chicken.

Masrae and Blom finally realized that something was not going well, and they pounced, scratching and smashing at the curtain, but the necromancer only waved his hand, and the blood-soaked corpses scattered around the bilge slowly rose from the ground and pounced on the three men.

"Damn, I hate these things the most, die, come back to life, endlessly." The dwarf grummed and turned and charged towards the zombies.

The necromancer finally finished reciting the long list of demonic true names and opened the text of the incantation, probably hearing the cracking sound of the rune stone as well, and his spell was fast and urgent.

“…… You are the fearless who twists the void, the silent and wild soldiers, and you are like a never-ending rolling torrent that spreads terror and death into every universe! Loyal Guardians of the Morgars! I summon you with blood to destroy the enemies before me! ”

Diego sadly found that although the energy curtain was crumbling as if it would shatter in the next moment, he had not been able to shatter it until a smell mixed with a strong sulfur stench suddenly filled the entire bilge.

A sudden gray mist erupted from the circle, obscuring their vision. The light source in the bilge shines on the fog, but it does not penetrate its interior at all.

"Back off, back off!" Not knowing if the gray mist was poisonous or corrosive, Diego stepped back and shouted loudly.

They retreated to the door of the cabin before stopping.

Diego tentatively fired a shot into the mist, but no sound came from inside, as if the bullet had vanished into thin air, not hitting anything, or piercing through the fog and hitting the bulkhead on the opposite side.

Inside the cabin, there was a rare silence for a few seconds.

"Who dares to summon me! Don't you even have the ability to solve problems on your own?" Suddenly, in the gray mist, a deep voice roared.

Immediately afterward, Diego heard the necromancer muttering something under his breath.

"Okay, this is a good opportunity to relieve boredom, and I will solve this dish as quickly as possible! Remember the reward you promised! The roaring voice shouted.

The next moment, with a violent tremor on the deck, a huge figure walked out of the violently churning mist. (To be continued......)