The poison bomb is about to fall.

However, the sorcerer Aklava on the ship was obviously not an ornament, and with his keen senses, he was the first to realize the arrival of the enemy attack. The defensive cannon ejected his abilities, but it was still a problem to deal with a few suspicious flasks that fell naturally.

Raise your right hand and spread your five fingers into the air.

vtus——

High-pitched syllables like an eagle's cry came out of his mouth!

Whew-

With this spell, on the black mainsail, the silver giant eagle instantly turned into a phantom and swooped out from the sail. The vibrating wings whipped up a gust of wind that blew the flask far away.

However, the wizard's reaction was a little slower, and one of the flasks blew away far enough and smashed into the bow of the ship with a snap.

Boom!

The moment the dark green liquid exploded, it immediately waved violently, and a large green fog spread rapidly, and the sharp corners of the totem, the wooden hull... Even the thick white mist summoned by the "Misty Silver Lamp" was eroded by it, making a sizzling sound of corrosion.

"Damn, it's a voodoo potion!

Aklava is obviously also a knowledgeable guy, he was born in the new big 6, and he is naturally inextricably linked with the local "voodoo sect", and at a glance he recognized it as the "voodoo potion" that outsiders talk about.

And more toxic than the "voodoo potion" he had ever seen!

"Don't touch, get out of the !! quickly"

Although his reminder was very timely, and the pirates had already begun to retreat when they saw that the situation was not good, if it was so easy to dodge, how could the "voodoo potion" be worthy of that great murderous name?

Easily catching up with a few pirates who tried to escape, the green mist and the sound of corrosion did not even come out, but in a few breaths there were several popping and dripping sounds of falling to the ground.

The green poisonous mist, which was heavier than the air, had even begun to seep down the cracks in the deck towards the interior of the cabin, and it looked like it was about to be wiped out!

In desperation, Aklava called for a strong wind, trying to repeat his old trick and blow the poisonous mist directly into the sea.

However, there is an effect, but it is not obvious!

The wind struck, and the poisonous mist kept tumbling, sticking to the deck like a sticky gelatin, and although it was indeed retreating a little, it was obviously impossible to completely solve it in a minute or two with this kind of wind.

And now that he is fighting, his enemies won't give him that much time.

Hmmm-

The phantom of the silver eagle suddenly moved on its own, as if it flashed, and suddenly blocked in front of Akrava, and a high whirlwind roared up.

The next moment.

Sou!

A searing projectile flew past his ear, blasting one of the pirates standing behind him to shreds.

It was only then that a gunshot, which was very unique compared to an ordinary musket, could be heard from a distance.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of Akrava's forehead.

If it weren't for the timely reaction of his [Eagle Soul Guardian] and the powerful whirlwind that blew the projectile that flew away, it would have been his own head that had just been shattered.

......

"Hey, a creature like a wizard is really difficult to handle, and all professions with shields are different!"

The simple attack of the poison bomb that was dropped could be countered, and Evan had expected it, but he was a little surprised that the long-standing sniper attack was resisted head-on.

Obviously, as the enemies you face grow stronger, the limitations of the Alchemy Musket become apparent. Although it is invincible in the face of low-level physical mortals, if it can resist its too single attack method, then the subsequent threat will not be so great.

This strengthened his determination to focus on his own mortal path!

"But if sorcery can protect you alone, can it protect the whole ship?"

Undeterred, Ai Wen switched to "Strike Mode" and fired again.

Bang!

A dazzling line of fire pierced through the fog and smashed the rudder of the Eagle Spirit without hindrance. Now Evan is able to do this kind of thing with ease, much easier than when he first got the "Golden Rose".

"Hahaha, Gun Chief, keep firing! Shoot freely, sink it for me!"

Without the rudder, almost half of the ship's mobility was lost, and the sails alone could not be steered freely, and now the "Eagle Spirit" was almost like a living target that could only stand still.

Boom, boom, boom...

With Evan's order, a scorching bomb landed on the pirate ship with the warm greetings of the navy.

Even though they tried in vain to organize artillery counterattacks through the direction from which the shells came, the "Conch" frequently attacked from the dead corners of the corsair's fire. The pirates could not even see the enemy, and all the shells fired fell into the sea.

"Hahaha, report to the captain, hit the waterline again!"

In the excited report of the gunner, Evan had already seen that the sea water had begun to pour into the cabin because of several hits near or even below the waterline.

Even if the "Scorch Bomb" does not hit the powder bay for the time being, if the pirate ship does not plug the hole as soon as possible, it may not be long before everyone on this ship will sink to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

"Very well!, Mr. Reeves, take credit to you!" said Aven, who was in a good mood, laughing and complimenting himself on the length of his gun.

On board the pirate ship.

Aklava's mood was the other extreme compared to Aven's. It is impossible for anyone to be happy in his current position, and the situation where he can only be beaten and unable to fight back is really bad!

"There must be something strange about this fog! Unknown enemies clearly have the ability to see through the fog, and can even suppress my divination, neither the compass nor the unique perception of the eagle soul can tell the way.

No, we have to find a way to dispel this strange fog!

As long as we can see the enemy, even if we lose most of our mobility, with the abilities of Karausu and I, we still have hope of turning defeat into victory. ”

As the crew flocked to the lower cabins to mend the ship's cabin, Aklava knelt respectfully on the deck in the direction of the new Big 6 and pulled an amulet made of an eagle's beak from his neck.

Kiss the talisman gently in the palm of your hand and chant reverently:

"You are the king of the sky, you are the master of the wind, Mount McKinley is your lair, and the plains of Anka are your hunting grounds.....

Avaanka, the great Spirit of the Eagle, your people call upon you in this foreign land!

As soon as the words fell, mysterious feedback was already born.

Over the Spirit of the Eagle.

A breeze of color erupted out of thin air, wisps by wisp, and then in an instant, it became a huge storm that turned blue-black, centering on the sky directly above the eagle's beak amulet!

Whew-

Like the long sigh of some giant creature, or like the wings that cover the sky and the sun, the white fog is stirred by a pair of invisible hands, and quickly pushed away in all directions.

Even the sticky green poisonous mist on the bow of the ship was swept away.

Moment.

A naval warship, still under gunfire, appeared less than two hundred meters behind the starboard side of the corsair.

Although the unreasonable white fog had stubbornly encircled again after the violent storm, the short gap was enough for the pirates to see who their enemies were, and also to see the flags hoisting from the masts of warships.

"It's actually the navy of the Tulip Alliance?!"

Seeing the enemy who had been embarrassed from the beginning of the engagement, Captain Akrava was even more surprised than when he saw a sea monster. The fog, voodoo potions, wizards, and divination countermeasures put these elements together with the kingdom's navy in a sense of fantasy.

However, after committing the evil act of "Moby Dick Harbor Massacre", he was already prepared to be approached by the navy, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

So at this time, surprise is surprise, it is impossible for him to let go of this fleeting turning point, although he is the servant of the "Eagle Spirit", but that great existence cannot forever descend power to protect him.

"Karausu, I'll deal with you!

The wizard shouted the name of the first mate as he took out a bone flute made of eagle wings. In the dizzying sound of the flute, an overwhelming number of poisonous bees swarmed out of the cabin at his feet, gathered into a black and yellow cloud, and swooped down on the warship not far away.

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