Accompanied by the female captain's blowing sound, "whew", a faint fiery breath gushed out from the female captain's bright red lips.

The next moment, the glass bottle with a strange fragrance shone slightly, as if it had been stimulated, and then a pink mist suddenly drilled out of the bottle.

Looking at this strange pink mist, a trace of astonishment appeared on Al's delicate face, and then, before he could think of anything, the pink mist surged towards El as if he had received some command.

And the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded around at the right time.

At some point, the pirates, who had been powerful and murderous, retreated in horror as if they were frightened, hiding far behind, watching the pink mist vigilantly.

Leaving the female captain and a few small leaders with the strength of senior apprentices, the old god stood in place.

Feeling the sweet breath in his nose and looking at the pink mist that had enveloped him in front of him, a feeling of drowsiness suddenly appeared in Al's mind.

Shaking his head violently, Al quickly shakes off this feeling, and stares warily at the pink mist that has enveloped him around him.

Then, his eyes closed and his nose looked at his heart, and he gently held his breath.

Sure enough, as Al stopped breathing, the lethargy in his mind quickly dissipated, which relieved Al a lot, and the pink mist around him seemed to have no choice, just hovering faintly beside him, without any other movement.

"Is this the alchemist's hypnotic gas?" but the color doesn't look like it......", just as Al, who was secretly relieved, pondered the effect of the fog around him, a fist slammed into his lower abdomen.

"Holy", feeling the sharp pain coming from his abdomen, Al only had time to curse before he was violently surrounded by a pink mist.

"The little guy is still tender", waving his fist, looking at Al, who was surrounded by the mist and began to cough loudly, the female captain said with a smile like the little fox who stole the chicken.

"Captain, you take it lightly, after all, he is a mage", looking at Al, who was shrouded in mist and coughing constantly, the bald head said with some concern.

"Bald, what are you afraid of, isn't it just a punch, isn't it just an advanced potion, why are you in such a hurry", the scarred pirate next to him sneered.

"Is it wrong for me to care about advanced potions, you don't need to have the ability", looking at the scar of yin and yang, the bald head shouted not to be outdone.

"Alright, stop arguing," said the female captain, who was staring at Al's figure, impatiently.

After a while, looking at the figure of Al sitting on the ground in the mist, the bald head couldn't help but say: "Captain, the situation is a little wrong, usually your treasure should have played a role at this time, why hasn't it fallen yet."

"Hehe, do you think mages are so easy to defeat", the Scar Pirate on the side couldn't help but scoff.

"Shut up Scar, Captain, something is wrong, why is the fog getting thinner", staring at Al's figure, the bald head suddenly pointed at the fog and exclaimed.

Looking at Al, who had not fallen for a long time, the female captain's original expression of victory had long since disappeared, and there was a hint of anxiety in exchange.

After hearing the bald head's complaint, he became more and more uneasy. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned