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Lukka didn't answer, he followed the flow of mana, and clearly saw the most vulnerable point in the continuous loop of the magic array.

Here it is. He whispered, fingers flicking over that point. He didn't spend a trace of his own magic power, and with this flow, the flow of magic power was suddenly blocked, and after barely continuing to operate for a few seconds, the entire magic array suddenly fell apart.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, a bright light, an explosion, and the bilge door opened.

Ollie was completely blinded by the sudden light, and she raised her hand to wipe her face, barely able to see clearly.

Luka was less than two meters in front of her, but he seemed completely unaffected.

He remained in a half-crouching position, a faint point of light on his finger looming in the smoke left behind by the explosion.

"Come out. Lukka stood up and said with a smile.

Then a round figure bounced out of the air, slammed headfirst into Luka's chest, and rolled around on the ground with him in his arms.

"What the hell?" Lukka kicked the man away, got up and wiped the dust from his face.

The fat figure trembled and let out a howl that resounded through the sky: "Luca-"

"Why do you have acquaintances everywhere?" Ollie whispered.

"It's me!" said the man on the ground eagerly, not very old, "I!Nick Miles!"

"Who?" Lukka shook his head.

"You can't fail to remember me! you still owe me a can of leprechaun wings!" the fat man on the ground looked up and burst into tears.

"Little fat man in magic class?" Lukka looked at for a long time, and finally recognized the other party. "You set up that magic circle?"

"Yes, yes!" the little fat man Nick nodded repeatedly.

Seeing the half-acquainted tablemate, Lukla sat down on the deck with a clean spot and handed over the trivia of reassurance to Crete and Ollie.

"Why are you here?" the two asked almost simultaneously.

Stunned for a moment, Chubby Nick replied first: "Professor Feth punished me to wipe his staff, and I held the staff to find a rag in the storage room, and a shelf fell down, and I was on this boat." Well, the Professor's staff is still in my hand. ”

The little fat man held a staff in his hand, Professor Fez's amethyst-encrusted old friend of Luca's forehead. It's just that at this time, the crystal is no longer as crystal clear as before in the magic plane, but has a few more cracks that run through the whole body.

After some exchange, Lukka finally figured out what happened. The little fat man came to the ship three days ago, and used some little magic tricks to eat and drink, but it didn't take long for him to encounter pirates, and in desperation, with the help of Professor Fez's staff, he laid a magic barrier that was much more powerful than he usually could do, and sealed the door of the bilge.

"If it weren't for you, I don't know how long it would have lasted!" Nick said with relief.

"And the portal when you came, is it still there?" Lukka did not forget the purpose of his arrival.

"Ah, the door was a little damaged when I walked through, and I've been tinkering with it for the past two days, and it'll be ready to use soon. Nick said confidently.

"Look at it!" Luca excited.

At that moment, Ollie suddenly asked, "What about the pirate leader, and which of you saw him?"

Lukka jerked back, the pirate minions were still tied up in a ball, but only a few severed ropes were left on the mast that had bound Simon the barrel.

"He can't run away! What about Crete? He's got a good look, let him see!" shouted Luca.

Crete heard his shouts and climbed up the stairs of the bilge, apparently not on deck at the time of the incident.

Everyone hurriedly searched for a while, but there was no trace of Simon in the barrel.

Suddenly, Simon's figure appeared from the side of the ship on the left, leaping onto the deck through the narrow gap between his own pirate ship and the merchant ship, covered in water.

The sword and pistol were pointed at each other, and by this time the number of people on the deck had long since reversed.

Simon laughed unhurriedly: "Go and see the ship's side, you filthy bugs!"

Several merchant sailors quickly ran to the side of the ship on the left side and leaned down to look down.

At first glance, all of them sat down on the ground, pointing at the barrel and scolding.

Lukka was curious, and he followed suit. On the side of the merchant ship, a symbol is carved out by a short knife, two curves pass symmetrically through the center of the triangle, and a bloody palm print is slapped in the center of the pattern.

Lukka didn't have the slightest idea about this, but Ollie on the side was shocked: "Blood sacrifice!"

"What do you mean?" asked Luca.

Ollie was no longer surprised by his ignorance, explaining, "He used this mark to sacrifice the ship to Stowe, the Lord of the Storms, the one of the three main gods who is in charge of the storm and war. ”

I don't believe it, Lukka thought to himself. But the sea, which had been clear just a moment ago, was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds, and the cold wind mixed with the rain stars hit the face in bursts. With one lightning bolt after another, Lukka unexpectedly felt a powerful force completely different from magic.

That's what it is...... Lukka was a little confused.

"Don't be stupid! you won't survive if this ship is sacrificed!" a merchant sailor shouted to Simon in a hoarse voice.

Simon took a few steps forward, looked at the people around him, and said, "That's why I didn't sacrifice the whole ship!" he flashed his left hand.

In the palm of his hand, the scar cut by the short sword outlined the same symbol, but there were a few more lines of blood next to it.

"Mark of the Decisive Battle!" Ollie cried out, "Alright, I'll be your opponent!"

Simon shook his head: "I'm sorry, it's a duel between the captain and the captain!"

He turned to Luca: "I'll fight with you one-on-one!

"Huh, what do you mean?" Lukka didn't understand the situation at all.

"That is to say, you and he fought each other with your sword, and the one who lost, along with his own ship and crew, was taken as a sacrifice by Stowe, the Lord of the Storm. "Crete lit a cigar in the wind and rain, and it didn't go out.

A flash of lightning lit up again in the air, followed by a rumbling thunder.

"Listen, look, the Lord of the Storm can't wait!" cried Simon like a madman.

The sailors of the merchant ship, the only six sailors of the Peregrine Falcon, the pirates tied to the deck, Nick the Fatty, and Ollie looked at Luca together.

"Rejection is tantamount to throwing in the towel. Crete gave him a stab.

"Okay. Lukka turned to Ollie, "Lend me a sword." ”

Ollie turned the greatsword upside down, the hilt rushing forward and handing it over, Lukka catching it with both hands.

Ollie withdrew his hand, and the greatsword slammed into the deck with a "clang", and Lukka could only lift the hilt part of the sword twenty centimeters off the ground with all his might.

He stood up, shook off the rain from his hair, walked up to the merchant ship crew on the side, and asked sincerely, "Is there a light sword?"

The other party handed him a slender stabbing sword that he had just picked up from the ground, and silently lit him a piece of wax in his heart.

Lukka swung his sword and almost got out of his hand, but quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword and swung it a few more times, as if he was looking for a feeling with his sword.

Ollie covered her eyes with her hands: "He doesn't know how to use a sword at all......"

Amid the mourning of his allies and the ecstatic gaze of his enemies, Lukka walked slowly up to Simon.

"Let's get started. He said.