The clock is ticking.

Leonard's eyes grew colder. He began to lose interest in communicating with Morris. He secretly regretted why he had accepted this offer to negotiate with the demon mage. Now, like an idiot, he returned his weapons and luggage to Molis.

"Hell, I must have fallen for his witchcraft to agree to negotiate," Leonard was anxious, "if he had any other means......

He didn't dare to think about it, he felt that he couldn't waste any more time.

Morris was even more anxious, his magic was ready, and it only took a cool breeze to activate it. To be honest, he didn't want to be broken. He had a flintlock pistol, but the gunpowder was already soaked.

A sword, but he didn't have the confidence to pick up a dozen, even if his swordsmanship was better than anyone present.

He also has some spellcasting materials that can greatly increase the caster's combat power.

These seemed to be the most useful, but he lacked the time to swap them out for magic.

The rebels are ready for battle, and the opponent may only be one man and one rope, but it is the notoriously mysterious, weird, and vicious magician and his disgusting pet, and no one knows if he has taken advantage of the time to negotiate to plant a curse on you.

Morris began to break out in a cold sweat, his heart was beating wildly, and the mushroom powder in his palms was about to get wet. "Give me a gust of wind in the right direction, and just blow it. "In addition to begging for miracles, Morris is also begging for luck—both to the gods of this world and to the gods of another.

Luck really seems to be on his side. It is also possible that God does not want him to die because of a misunderstanding.

A gust of wind blew from the sea behind him, and the air became salty and moist, and Morris's hair was blown up as the sails were full of patches. Leonard, who was facing him, was mesmerized, which made his offensive command choke in his throat, and if he had given the order to attack a second earlier, perhaps Morris's fate would have been very different.

In short, Morris took advantage of the situation to open his palms full of mushroom powder, and only one accent and one light spell almost changed tone because of ecstasy. The blown mushroom powder drifted towards the rebels in the wind, faintly reflecting a golden glow in the sunlight. So the will and miracle of the mushroom powder on the board spread.

Morris's magic, "Hypnotic Cloud", takes effect.

In just one breath, the enchanted rebels looked glazed and their eyes were out of focus. Gradually, they lowered their weapons. The murderous spirit and firm will of the last second did not know where to go. They stood there like a bunch of zombies who had lost themselves.

The magic was still not lethal. The mushroom powder itself contains a slight toxicity and can cause hallucinations when consumed. Some shamans of hidden tribes still use its hallucinogenic properties to aid in meditation, communicate with their beliefs, and inhabit the gods of the world, but Morris is insensitive to this usage, and he is reluctant to accept illusions and collapse his body by performing magic.

In fact, given that magic is inextricably linked to will, imagination, and faith, this may be the reason why Morris is still a third-rate spellcaster.

However, it is also a good material for performing illusions and hypnotic magic. For example, Morris knew that a magic could dwell the will and a faint miracle in the eyes, and hypnotized others step by step by looking at each other. But on the occasion of mass hypnosis, it is far inferior to the "hypnotic cloud" that Morris is now casting.

Although it also has many inconveniences, such as having to have a gust of wind to blow the mushroom powder towards the enemy camp. Because the essence of the "hypnotic cloud" is the hallucinogenic nature of mushroom powder, and the miracle it is begging for is to amplify and distort this property, and if there is no external force to guide it, it will only spread on its own.

And some overly abrupt noises, such as a thunderclap in the ground, or an act that directly endangers the hypnotized person, can become an opportunity for the magic to be lifted.

Morris concocted another law, and the warriors who hung outside the ship also suffered. Thankfully, they used safety ropes to keep themselves out of the waves, otherwise they would have woken up when they were hypnotized and fell into the sea, and it would have taken a lot of effort for Morris to clean them up.

If you wake up Leonard and the others because of this, it is not worth it.

At this point, the entire ship has temporarily lost itself due to Morris's magic. The three-masted schooner, with its considerable carrying capacity, drifted alone in the waves. Morris saw that the sun was about to set over the sea, but he did not have time to enjoy the spectacle of the sunset over the sea, the waves were raging and the weather was unpredictable. If a slightly larger wave had hit the rebels anchored at the ship, or if the weather had suddenly changed and it had begun to rain, Morris would still have died.

Killing these incapacitated people one by one is contrary to Morris's creed, even if he is in a class that they are revolting against. In another world, Morris did not shy away from death, but he preferred that kind of death to come from the back and forth of an even rivalry.

And not a one-sided slaughter like this.

Gregory's breathing was getting more and more empty, his pupils dilating. Morris hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to leave his fate to the gods. He won't make up for it, but it's impossible to save his enemies either.

This is the end of the extra heart of the Virgin. Morris thought.

He cautiously walked over to the stupefied rebels, the tall Leonard only a few paces away. He didn't dare to go any further, and the seagulls in the sky chirped loudly, which greatly reduced the stability of the "hypnotic cloud".

Morris considered his tone for a moment, kept his voice as soft as he could, and then said to Leonard, "I have reported the situation here to the Kingdom Navy by magician means, and if you hunt me down again, you will encounter them." ”

Since you say I'm a spy, let me impersonate it.

Leonard replied dumbfoundedly, "Yes." ”

Uneasy, Morris stressed again: "Remember, signal...... Kingdom Navy...... Can't hunt me down. ”

"Yes. Leonard said.

Morris planted a seed in the hypnotized Leonard's heart through dialogue, and the effect of the "hypnotic cloud" was about an hour, so that when the magic failed after an hour, Leonard might not dare to chase and kill Moris at sea because of subconscious doubts.

Of course, the effect is still not guaranteed.

However, he believes that the "hypnotic cloud" that stuns them all with this hand is enough to send Gregory and the others into a panic, and they will realize that they are playing against a magician who can make a boatload of people unconscious.

And not some third-rate street hustlers! They're lucky to have a life.

Morris lowered the boat for escape and swept away some food and drink, as well as a compass and charts, from the hold. As for money, he didn't think that these poor ghosts could have their own money.

He could only row on a pair of oars, so he had to leave quickly.

The waves crashed onto the boat and wet his clothes, which had nothing to do with the stinging pain in his body or the panic in his heart.

He was still nervous, and he worried that the flintlock pistol would be fired from the ship before he had left for long.

Fortunately, until the boat rowed into the night, the rebel ship did not move.