Then, in the amazed eyes of the young apprentices, a faint flame rose.

Because of the chalk, the flame is not large, only the thickness of a thumb, but this does not prevent the excited eyes of the young apprentices who have just come into contact with the mysterious world.

"See, this is the power of runes, just a simple combination of six runes can produce such power, if you change the chalk to gem powder or high-quality blood, then this flame will be the size of a fist."

As he spoke, the flames went out.

Angela took out a quill and a glass vial with blood in it, and redrew it along the path of the chalk.

Then, a fist-sized flame rose into the air.

Angela used her mage's hand to pick up a cloud of sand and float it in the flames.

The juniors, including Roxanne, held their breath, staring at the sand in the flames without blinking, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing Angela.

It was in this silence that as time passed, the sand melted, and under Angela's constant burning and cooling, a mirror was born.

It was just a small round mirror, but it didn't stop them from exclaiming.

It turns out that mirrors are made this way.

"You see, some boar's blood, a pile of sand, and it costs less than a silver coin to make ten of these mirrors, do you know how much these mirrors are worth?"

The seven schoolmen were breathless, and even fools knew that mirrors were very valuable, because only nobles and wealthy merchants could afford to use them, even small merchants.

So, they understood Angela's meaning very well.

Even if they just learn these six runes well, just making glass is enough to make them rich and prosperous for a lifetime.

And what if you learn all the Rune Stones?

The motivation is plentiful all of a sudden.

The seven elementary school apprentices were full of energy, and their tired spirits were suddenly lifted, and they opened the dictionary as if they were bloody.

Angela smiled and stood up, only to find Roxanne looking at Angela with a resentful expression.

Angela asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Roxanne said, "I didn't expect you wizards to be so treacherous, just some blood and sand, and took away my hard-earned money. ”

Roxanne loves beauty, and there is no resistance to those mirrors that can make her dress more beautiful, but the mirror is too expensive, so that she has a heartache for a long time to buy every piece, but she didn't expect that for wizards, it is indeed so simple, and it can even be said to be handy.

"No!" Angela said, "This blood is only used as a substitute for mana, and wizards can manipulate mana, so they don't need blood at all." ”

Burst! Roxanne's heart ached even more.

Just a little sand, then this little cost, almost negligible.

Now Roxanne knew that the most treacherous people in the world were not recognized merchants or aristocrats, but crazy wizards.

The next day, it was another good day.

Angela went out in the morning, looked up, and looked at the sky.

Now she can almost conclude that the last few days have been such good weather.

Looks like Redbeard is coming!

The good weather for several days in a row has given Redbeard the opportunity to swim against the current, presumably, as a great pirate galloping the sea, he will definitely seize the opportunity!

"It's coming."

Roxanne on the side asked, "What's coming?" ”

Angela smiled, "Your trouble, my experiment." ”

She was going to start preparing, and a few days were enough time for her to lay out a large net and wait for Redbeard to arrive.

However, this big net must not be clever, after all, if Redbeard is too miserable in their history, it will not be very fun.

Redbeard's treasure, which Angela also covets, is a big loss if it is accidentally damaged.

The pirates on the sea have never lacked all kinds of mysterious treasures, and these treasures are not rune equipment, but gifts from nature, natural gods.

The most important thing is that Redbeard's boat, the carrier of this evil god, is what Angela values the most.

A few hours ago, hundreds of miles away, a full moon shone on a ruined village by the sea.

A large ship suddenly descended, and a group of pirates shouted excitedly, and they jumped off the boat after being covered in black mist, ran on the waves, reached the beach, and rushed towards the village.

They were greeted by cowardly fishermen of yesteryear, but by hordes of ghouls.

The two sides collided together, the shiny scimitar raised high, and the sharp claws tore through the flesh in front of them, revealing deep white bones.

The pirates shouted and sang their own songs, not caring that their chests had been torn open, revealing their beating hearts, and their scimitars fell, severing their claws before they could be retracted.

Then the next moment, those black mist poured out, threading needles and threads through the flesh, and the torn flesh was stitched back together.

The pirate screamed in pain and rushed forward, knocking the ghoul in front of him to the ground, and the scimitar stabbed him in the jaw and pierced his head.

"Whoa......"

Unfortunately, these pirates are not afraid of death, and they are even more powerful than those ghouls.

The village was temporarily cleared of ghouls, and the pirates broke into the house, rummaging through the cabinets for food and drink, and not afraid of the raw maggots' meat, and stuffed them into their mouths, which caused a blast.

A few hapless villagers were dragged out, and then the pirates laughed and raised their cutlass and cut off their heads despite their pleas for mercy.

The women were even more miserable, and the pirates who had not seen a woman in a long time had red eyes and swarmed up, a series of miserable cries echoing in the moonlight.

The flames burst into the sky, and the entire village was filled with fire, and the wails faded and finally disappeared.

At dawn, in the midst of the ruins, a pirate pushed away the rubble from his body, staggered to his feet, and walked towards the big ship by the sea.

This is not the first, and it is not the last.

The pirates went one after the other, like the walking dead, and Redbeard was among them, his flaming beard had lost its luster, stained with reddish-brown, and then glued together into a clump of embarrassment.

He was no different from other pirates, like a walking corpse.

The black fog on the pirates had disappeared, and they could not walk on the sea, so they could only walk to the beach and shout loudly at the big ships.

The big ship responded to their cries, its shark-like jaws open.

Yes, this weird big ship is actually alive.

Then, the sea was dyed black, and the pirates laughed and jumped into the sea, and rushed back to the ship.

As soon as he returned to the ship, Redbeard seemed to regain his senses, raised his rusty scimitar, and shouted in a loud voice, "God said, push in, go upstream, there are a large number of sacrifices waiting for us." ”

"Phew!" The pirates shouted in unison, lowered their sails, and roared and cheered.

A flock of crows rose from the ship, croaking and circling in the sky like a black whirlpool.

The tattered sails were blown by the wind, and the big ship creaked slowly forward, heading inland.

This group of pirates is not very numerous, only 300 people, but the disaster they bring is nightmarish.