The first thing the pirates fired was rockets, the kind they used to hunt merchant ships, the arrows were wrapped in cotton cloth soaked in whale oil or tar, and sometimes soaked in white phosphorus, which burned as soon as they landed on the dry sails, and even if the water was prepared to extinguish the fire, they fell on the tent, and the tent immediately burned like a sail, and the tent collapsed, and the flames provided light for the pirates to observe the situation around them, and sure enough, as Rywitt said, there was no one in the tent。

"They're in the cave. One of the pirates whispered, looking out to sea, and not far away there were several small, ominous black shadows roaming around, from the "Golden Lady" and the "Sea Devil" The pirates on the ships are all patient and eye-catching, they hold steel crossbows in their hands, in addition to the blazing torches and fluorite from the hands of the two captains, the torches can only illuminate the sea, but the light of fluorite is penetrating, it can shine to a depth of several feet underwater, and the water around the Dragonfire Islands is so clear and clean, even the flesh spines on the sea worms that fled in a hurry and the scales on the eaglebillfish can be seen clearly。

The tent was empty, although there were still some furniture and blankets left in it, but it was not a lasting fuel, the flames quickly decreased, Ryette flicked his fingers, let the breeze blow away the smoke, the cave that their guide called the black snail rock was not deep, they could even see the white robes flashing in the gaps, the only regret was that the direction of the cave was northerly, so most of the starlight and moonlight were blocked, the red-robed female warlock made a gesture, it was just a small spell, it just made the cave light upBut all she and the pirates could see was a flash of light, like a remnant of light after closing their eyes suddenly. Even if you let a spirit look at it, you may not be able to see why. Ryette licked her lips, she thought she was dealing with a fledgling young mage who had not been out of discipleship for a long time, but she suddenly realized that this guy was not as easy to deal with as she thought, she pressed her hand on her dimensional bag, and regretted a little that she had not insisted on her original idea - she had asked the sea devil to provide a part of the fee so that she could hire a mage, and if she hired it from the "thin web", she could also get a discount. However, the clever Drake made her finally dismiss this idea, after all, the "fine web" was not hers, although she was one of the few masters on the spire of the "fine net", Ostahl's prestige in the red robe was much higher than her, and if the mage knew that what he was doing might anger Ostar, he would not hesitate to refuse her invitation, and even betray her to Ostar.

Even if she could find an ignorant and daring guy to help her with this, the latter would definitely ask for a piece of the pie, which was definitely not what Reett wanted. She also spent a lot of favors and costs to obtain this information, and it is conceivable that it will not be someone else who will face Ostar, but she - she has worked hard. Willing to take the risk, it was for herself, not for anyone else, and she was not the white robe of Rosada or Ilmot!

Nevertheless. When Ryette discovers that her selfishness will create a situation that is very unfavorable to herself, she will still take her anger out on others - she knows why Drake doesn't want the Sea Devil to hire a mage, and he is always obsessed with the shame that the Sea Devil has bestowed on him. Although he hadn't said anything to Ryit, he definitely had a plan, in the course of a battle with a spellcaster, wasn't it normal for a mortal, even with half orc blood, to die unfortunately?

Normally, Reette would only laugh at his careful calculations, but now she felt only anger and remorse— Not to mention the mages in the cave, they are obviously superior in manipulating magic and estimating the opponent's spells, although what Reyette just threw is just a small trick that an apprentice can complete, but the other party not only expected it and cast the corresponding counterspell, her spell only worked for a moment, fortunately, there was such a moment, if her spell was so silently annihilated, Ruiyette would definitely flee immediately, because it only showed that the other party was much stronger than her.

- Well, the soul of the other world asked curiously, is it also a warlock?

- Warlock, and priest, the lich said gloomily, the part of the dragon's bloodline was dangerously restless, and there were still a few days before that special day, but the woman in the crimson silk robe was clearly also a warlock who had inherited the dragon's blood, albeit very thinly- Humans or humanoids with dragon blood can sense each other by virtue of the call of the bloodline, but this sense is very slight, and can only be clearly sensed when they are close, and the more powerful descendants will use this call to find temporary servants, or capture their own blood relatives, and the lich has suffered a lot of losses before being taken away by the mentor, and has almost died a few times, so it is also very sensitive to this.

When the little devil Asmodeos appeared, the former immortal also felt it, and the other party was much stronger than him, fortunately, the warlock seemed to care more about the dragon grammar book stored in his dimensional bag, and in addition, thanks to the Alzheimer's god of God, although his bloodline would still affect him, it was no longer so clear to others, at least his enemies were not aware of it, otherwise he wouldn't just throw a spell and watch them fall into the Starlight River. Even a three-year-old child knows that a man with dragon blood doesn't die so easily.

And now, the female warlock with the Mithril hammer hanging from her waist didn't seem to realize that she was fighting a blood relative, but to the descendants of the dragon, blood relatives didn't mean much, except that they were difficult to deal with.

- Can a warlock be a priest?

- A mage can also be a fellow priest, of course a warlock, or rather, a warlock is more likely to be a priest than a mage, in any case, the warlock's blood is either from the devil, from the devil or from the dragon, and they are willing to serve some gods, unlike some mages who are simply unbelievers or hypocrites.

But this ...... The Lich turned this message to the depths of the Sea of Knowledge, and the gods of the gods were not all biased towards outsiders, and in how to conceal and mislead, the once undead far outnumbered his cohabitants. He can read the other person's memories and thoughts as if he were looking at an open book, but as long as he wants, his thoughts and knowledge will not leak in the slightest.

Erect a wall of sand, he instructed.

The otherworldly spirits immediately did as the lich had said, and the light of the spell swept through the sand submerged by the sea, and the mixture of sand and water was grasped by invisible hands like soft silk satin, spreading out in the air, tightly shielding everyone behind them.

The second wave of arrows fired by the pirates came at this time, and both the Sea Devils and Drake spent a lot of money for this mission. All the arrows are three-edged arrows of stainless steel, the body of the arrows is silver-crowned wood, and the tail feathers are taken from the middle feathers of the Black Hawk, you know, since the elves cut off contact with the White Tower, everything produced by the silver-crowned jungle has become a stearly commodity, and the price has naturally changed three times a day, and Drake can get so much thanks to his mother, the Archduchess of the Azores, who generously opened her private treasury. Let her only heir pick and choose what he needs, though she has also affirmed that it will be repaid, and it will be fine if Drake can catch the prey he wants. If not, he will be able to serve the ruler of the Azores for the next twenty years, along with his new ship.

This arrow is enough to pierce a single layer of leather armor, but it is like all normal arrows. The mixture of sand-water and sand, which is soft and sticky like silt, becomes a real useless thing, and to be honest, the sand wall erected by the spells thrown by the black-haired spellcaster is not strong. If you were a heavy knight in armor, it might not do anything and be knocked away, but for the arrows, it is more difficult to break than tough leather armor, the sand is scattered, and the water is fragile, but when they are together, they can consume the kinetic energy of the arrows to the maximum, some of the pirates' arrows did pass through the sand wall, but its energy was exhausted when it broke through the sand wall, so it only flew a few steps before falling to the ground, and even the caster's toes did not touch.

The pirates paused, the caster was very intimidating after all, and then the two orc lovers of the sea devil came in handy, they roared and rushed over with huge axes and hammers, the sand wall failed to hinder them, and they were easily torn to pieces, and the pirates saw their prey at once, the warrior's sword and the elven bow and arrow were shining in the darkness, but there were only six of them, and there were two women among them, and the greed in the hearts of these evil people overpowered the fear and fear of the caster, and they rushed forward in the footsteps of the two orcs, and even worried that the orcs would get the highest bounty or woman before they did, or that their hammers and axes would knock their prey beyond recognition, especially Drake's crew, who had become accustomed to seeing a person and start valuing, and that a slave with a beautiful face was worth more than a mutilated waste at any given time.

Several pirates raised their crossbows, their targets were spellcasters and thieves, for they were the most threatening, but the elves had raised their bows and seen them - the bard once said that even if an elf tied one hand and blindfolded, you should not try to compare the memory of archery, not only did they have hundreds of years of training and experience, but they also had the gift that Angelis, the god of life, had given them at the beginning of their creation, which humans would never have been able to achieve. So, as we might expect, the hunter became the prey first, and every pirate who dared to raise his crossbow before the elves had a unique ornament at the throat and brow, and their blood contaminated the clear waters as they fell.

Drake couldn't help but jump out of the corner of his eyes, his crew was re-recruited, and it was inevitable that there would be some run-in during the period, and now he could finally take it out and use it, but judging from the current situation, maybe he still had to recruit for a third time.

The cave of the Black Nail Rock is not so big and not deep enough, although Cremar gave Dada the instructions to take the slaves to the depths, but they can only walk a few hundred feet before they encounter the hard and cold stone wall, Dada hides behind a rock, observing the situation ahead, occasionally the cave is illuminated by the light from nowhere, he sees his new master, the black-haired spellcaster standing in the thunder and lightning and flames, he is surrounded only by the elves Kerry Ben and Birdwin, Leona, Memmy and the thief Glenn had fled somewhere—had they fled?" Dada thought in horror—but he was not surprised, he knew very well that now was the best time to do so, and in a few months his new master might have his own soldiers, and he would be living in a safe fortress, and unless an army was used, there would be no way to shake his rule, like Beavis and his former brother.

And Cremar is still a spellcaster, the laws of the Dragonfire Islands stipulate that only the lords of the four main islands can have mages, but if the owner of an island is a spellcaster, you can't let him suddenly become a mortal, not to mention that there is a precedent, that is, Cremar's mentor Bevis, although he has never stepped into his territory, but only handed over to his father and master to manage, but the side islands do belong to him.

A scorching white light stung Dada's eyes at this moment, and he instinctively turned his head and pressed his forehead against the cold stone, a misty spot of light in front of him, he knew that it was because of the natural reaction to the sudden stimulation of the bright light, and there were no after-effects, so he didn't care—or rather, he was more concerned about the caster he had just seen in a quick glance - The wails and hiss of the enemy had not ceased since they entered the cavern, but the black-haired spellcaster's expression was as calm and gentle as ever, and he threw the spell as if he were indifferent to any consequences it caused, with a little weariness, as if he were not killing indiscriminately, but just accomplishing an ordinary task that had to be done.

Dada had not seen a cruel and indifferent man, his father and brother were among the best, but today Cremar gave him the impression that he was simply different from the previous days, he was not even willing to let a slave be whipped, but it was clear that his mercy never seemed to fall on his enemies.

Looks like their plans are going to be tweaked a bit, Dada thought.

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"What are you waiting for, respected spellcaster," the Sea Devil asked, trying to hide his frustration and anger, "why don't you cast a spell, our crew has died enough." ”

Drake thought the same.

The black-haired caster had cast a powerful lightning spell that spread ankle-deep through ankle-deep water, nearly twice as powerful - the Otherworldly Soul remembered that electricity not only diffuses in water, but as a salt-rich electrolyte solution, seawater conducts electricity better than freshwater, and he had tried it once in the dark river of the Partridge Hills, and he certainly wouldn't miss it this time.

The two orcs who bore the brunt of the attack were almost roasted. (To be continued.) )