Everyone, before the battle began, imagined what the moment of victory would be like, but including Magellan, the vision they imagined was completely different from reality. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It should have been a vigorous and unforgettable heart, the sea monster let out a huge cry of death, and fell with a bang, and the people gathered on the deck to cheer in unison.

But that's not what they saw.

The sea monster neither whined nor struggled, it was like a stranded whale, lying quietly on the groove of the sailboat, and there was only peace in its eyes.

It makes people think it's dead, but every time someone thinks about it, they see the body of the giant beast move, maybe it's the tail, or maybe the eyes, in short, the monster is still alive with the tenacious vitality of the monster level.

Standing on the sea monster and digging deeper, Magellan increasingly felt that they were a group of desperate miners who wanted to find something of value, but ended up getting lost in the tunnel they had dug themselves.

This is not the victory he wants, he should be like a hero, not a fly, or some kind of saprophagore.

When the pride dissipated, the strength that sustained people turned to fear and hatred, and companions kept climbing onto the boat, but there was no news of many more.

The warship lowered the dinghy and went to the area where they had come to look for survivors, but the dinghy had been there for a long time and had not returned.

Fearing that they would hit the sailboats, the warships and boats stopped shelling, and the only way they could deal with the sea monsters was to dig with knives.

But even after penetrating layers of defenses and bypassing the hard bones, there were still many difficulties in front of them. Capable of providing the power needed to move a behemoth like a sea monster, the muscles on the behemoth's body are as tough as steel when they are stimulated by nerve signals.

Magellan chose the easiest route to reach the guts, as he was the only one here who was familiar with the anatomy of fish, and instead of him, Edward pushed the super harpoon gun that had been fixed to the bow of the boat.

Although it was not understood what their captain was going to do, Edward's actions cheered up the sailors, who shouted at Edward as they continued their "digging".

Magellan didn't know what Edward had done, because he had been keeping his head down and doing his own thing, but it seemed to have failed, but it made the sailors feel a lot of spirits.

In the end, it was not this group of hard-working people who ended the life of the sea monster, but the Countess and Medea who had been staying on the warship.

With the help of the witch, Helen successfully activated a powerful ancient magic item, and at the cost of destroying it, she created a dragon's breath.

After a hum of the air and a pillar of blood-red light, the sea monster left a large hole in its body, including its heart and brain, as well as other skeletal muscles and fat, all of which were reduced to charred ashes.

The beast made no sound and died in silence.

Everyone cheered, forgetting fear and powerlessness, anxiety and despair, bathed in the blood of the sea monster, and danced with their hands.

The smell of barbecue filled the air, and Magellan shook his head, not knowing what kind of emotions he should have. In the end, he still did not join the carnival on the sailing ship, but returned to the warship.

The Countess was working with Medea on the completely broken magic item, a throwing spear.

"What's that?"

"Gangunir's replica, considering that it can only deliver three attacks, this thing is only an infinite part of the power of the original, but in terms of only one attack, it is at least one ten-thousandth the power of the original. ”

Magellan looked at the silver-white spear and the strangely shaped head, and was a little strange: "The material is an alloy of silver, why is there no trace of essence infection on it......

"It is not visible on the surface," the countess said, raising the tip of the melted spear, "all the essence has been gathered in this position to ensure the power of the attack. ”

"That level of aggression...... How does the essence supply work?"

"The life force of the sea monster, the help of Medea, and a little bit of luck. The Countess and the Witch laughed together, "If you can sense the essence, you'll see that this place is now enough to compare to Avalon." ”

"We're so lucky......"

"It's always right to bring a wizard with you when fighting magical creatures. Well done, hero Magellan. ”

Magellan shook his head and sighed: "I just hope there aren't too many casualties...... What a mess......"

The countess smiled: "Maybe it's not as bad as you think." ”

Magellan turned around, and then he saw the Amazonian warriors lighting a fire on the sailboat.

They cut pieces of meat from the sea monster and roasted them over a campfire, and the enticing smell of meat filled the air, eliciting a burst of laughter.

Magellan drooled shamefully, and as he swallowed his saliva, he made an embarrassed sound.

"You haven't eaten in too long and should be hungry. Although the countess said so, Magellan always felt that there was mockery in her smile.

"Let's go eat too!" Medea laughed and rushed to the side of the ship, then stopped.

The countess walked up to the witch, hugged her and shot her claws.

Magellan watched the witch's skirt unfurl in the wind and fall lightly like a butterfly onto the deck of a sailboat, shook his head and jumped from the side of the ship.

"Come on, this meat is delicious!" When he climbed aboard the sailboat, Magellan was greeted by Edward's loud voice.

The captain was sitting across from Tara, apparently the two of them were sharing wine.

"Some of the people I've met don't drink at all, and compared to you, they're real!

Edward's blackbeard was covered in spilled wine, and he was speaking to Tara, but facing Magellan as he walked by.

"Even if you say that, I still won't fight with you. ”

Magellan sat by the fire and took a large piece of roast from it.

There was finally a hint of wind on the sea, but it brought with it a chill that went straight to the marrow. Sitting by the fire at this time makes people feel a sense of satisfaction in their hearts.

The sea monster's meat had a strange allure, and Magellan even forgot to sprinkle salt on it, but still ate a large piece of roast meat in his hand in one go.

On the deck, there are also those who take out an iron pan to fry meat, sing while drinking, and dance while eating meat. Everyone came to the sailboats, and the big ships went with the flow, as leisurely as the people who ate and drank.

Edward laughed and kicked aside the drunken man who was walking towards the countess with Magellan, and then watched as the drunken sailors walked up to the female warrior and staggered something like a clumsy bear, eliciting a crisp laugh.

"You're not afraid they'll stay?"