A few minutes before the tsunami unleashed by Aythanas and almost disturbed the calm of the sea for hundreds of miles, Elivan walked out of a cabin with a relaxed clapped hand, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the remaining blood from his fingers, looking comfortable, the tide summoned by the sea elemental Neprus had completely wiped out the remaining enemies on the deck of the Mission Master, leaving only the black-maned compatriots who were still fighting against the demonized Anderson, and Andre who was sitting on the side to recover his strength and heal his wounds。 Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for the captives in the cabin, Elivan walked to the other side of the deck, and stuck out his head to look out to sea, where the brig, piloted by Putini and the Sea Serpent, was hidden in the shadow of the Mission Master, and the two ships were almost close together, and the old drunkard and the Sea Serpent had set up a ladder on the side of the battleship, and were up and down to carry the poor captives, who had been largely incapacitated by their long captivity.

Rattle seemed to think that the method of the two men was too time-consuming, so he simply opened the passage from the deck to the cabin, and the two hands continued to cast the hand of mana, almost every time two or three people could be dragged out, and in just a few minutes, the captives who were still alive were all pulled up.

Elivan crossed over step by step at this time, he put on the brown cowboy hat again, took an unlit cigarette in his mouth, squatted in front of a captive who was kneeling on the deck praying, threw him a cigarette, taught him to hold it in his mouth, and kindly lit each other's fires, took a comfortable breath of smoke, and then asked in a low voice,

"Hey, man, there's a guy named Lens who is being locked up there with you, Lens Moseley Bender, that's my brother, have you seen him?

As a result, the guy who choked on the smoke and burst into tears, but still insisted on slowly inhaling a small puff of smoke like Eleven, spread out his hands, leaned his back against the mast, and replied in a hoarse voice,

"I was tied to the ship by these mongrels from the small town of Auberdine in the forest of La Nordar on the world island, which is the first batch, from my memory, they seem to have docked once on the coast of the Shuruth Confederate in the southern hills, the second stop should be the port of Miyette in the Grand Duchy of Miranda, and the third time is this time, the bastard captain is a cautious guy, but to be honest, they are not strict with our guards, everyone chats together, and encourages each other to maintain a good attitude, so I know most of themI remember the names of the unlucky ones who got sick and were thrown out into the sea, but to be honest, I haven't really seen a guy named Lens, are you sure that guy is on the boat?"

Elevenn shook his head, patted the talkative fellow again, and then stood up and walked over to the other captives who seemed to be more conscious, but to his surprise, he asked five or six people in a row, but none of them had heard of Lens's name, which somewhat clouded Eleven's mood, and he looked left and right, and found Roman walking out of the captain's room with a pale face leaning against the wall.

"What's wrong with you?"

Elivan asked curiously, only to gain a roll of Roman's eyes, the guy gasped a few times and scolded viciously,

"Anderson, this guy is really ruthless, he signed an agreement with twenty-seven lower-level creatures with his soul as if he was packing and selling, and then picked out the strongest one from it and put it beside him, and used it to transform when it was critical, and the other lower-level creatures were hidden in his room by him, and as soon as I entered just now, I saw a swarm of demons rushing towards me, almost scaring me to death, you know?"

Hearing this, Elivan couldn't help but look at the demonized Captain Anderson, who was blocking the fatal knife of his black-maned compatriot with his hand, and said teasingly, "Doesn't that mean that if this captain is allowed to die of natural old age, his soul will not even have a chance to be taken away by Kranvo, and will be dragged directly into hell, and then divided into twenty-seven pieces? Tut-tut, it's so miserable!"

Roman also laughed and said, "So I think we are saving him by killing him here, at least I won't use his soul stone to bind twenty-seven demons, will I?"

"Oh, what a fearless ignorant! Hurry up and get it done, I'm going to throw up just looking at his disgusting look. ”

Elevenn pursed his lips, no longer looking at Anderson's ugly appearance, and went back to the captive to ask about the situation, while Roman shrugged his shoulders, picked up the flower pot he was holding and threw it towards the side of the ship, the expensive ceramic flower pot shattered, and a stone with a swarthy light fell into Roman's hand, he picked up the stone, looked at it in front of him facing the sun, and then pursed his lips disdainfully, held it sideways in front of him, and shouted in spiritual language,

"With the will of the Styx and the Endless Abyss, Porus Alberman, leave the body of this scoundrel, withdraw your weak strength, and roll back into the Abyss!

Tall and demonized like a giant, Anderson was originally still carrying his big axe and the unknown compatriot with the black mane was inseparable, immune to toxins and not afraid of injury at all because of his super self-healing power Anderson even had a slight upper hand, while the black-maned compatriot became more and more depressed, of course, in the face of an enemy who couldn't kill anything, anyone would be very depressed, how many times did he wipe his neck with a dagger? five times? Or seven times?

But just as Roman called out the name, Anderson's body suddenly stopped attacking, and another voice came out of his body, it was weird, distorted, and hard to hear.

"There is even a demon warlock in this incomplete plane who is proficient in the words of the soul!! no! you shouldn't be here!, and you shouldn't have picked up that stone, you idiot!"

"It seems that you don't understand the situation in front of you!

Roman heard this roar, and could even hear a trace of timidity from the seemingly intimidating shout, which was very in line with the character of the demons, especially when they were facing an enemy who was already likely to know the true name of the demon, so Roman no longer circled with it, the bone staff in his other hand lightly touched the ground, and five elite demon hounds that had just eaten their souls and flesh appeared around Roman, and the demon Porus who possessed Anderson saw this scene, and the words that originally wanted to continue to threaten were suddenly punched into his stomach。

This warlock was not afraid of it at all, let alone afraid of it, but the five demon hounds that had awakened the killing instinct could easily drag it out of this shell and tear it to pieces in this plane, so this guy readjusted his strategy, he shouted in a low voice,

"I have signed a contract with this human, and you have no right to drive me out of his body!Warlock! If you do this, you will be challenging the rules of the entire Endless Abyss and the Nine Layers of Hell, and you will die a miserable death!"

"Ah, it seems that our captain was lucky enough to get a demon from a plane outside the lower realm, but that doesn't make sense, although that's a good argument for a demon!"

Roman boredly took out a handful of broken soul stones from his arms, threw them at Anderson's feet, and then said lazily,

"This is the contract you signed, Porus, the one who is really challenging the order, it's you, and these twenty-six fools, they have all died at my hands, maybe you are the twenty-seventh? So you have two choices now, first, go back to the lower realm where you went within ten seconds, this is the only preferential treatment given to you for the sake of the Soul Breaking Domain agreement, and second, my baby dragged this villain's body out and tore it to pieces along with your projection, since I probably already recognized your real name, so you will have to pray every day in the future not to meet me on the main material plane, and I think that with the current situation, the red shroud probably won't come to me for trouble because of your little demon refining, do you understand?"

"You've won, Warlock!"

Porus roared viciously, but in Roman's seemingly indifferent eyes, it finally obediently chose to leave, and after a while, the black energy dissipated, and Anderson's already battered body fell to the deck, and the blood in his body seemed to have been drained, but Rao was so, under the maintenance of the remaining demonic power, he was not even dead.

"Anderson, the great pirate, huh?"

Roman walked to Anderson's side, squatted down and patted him on the shoulder, and then slowly took out a dagger densely engraved with blue runes from his robe, and stabbed it indifferently into Anderson's chest, which was no longer visible, and a dark green energy flowed from Anderson's body to the dagger, and then in a burst of blue-green light, a clear and somewhat excessive eight-sided perfect soul stone appeared in Roman's hand, the warlock solemnly put it into his storage ring, and then whistled, and said to the black-maned fellow who had been standing beside him and had seen everything he had done,

"You see, God is really unfair, Anderson is actually a good material for becoming a demon warlock, even the purity of his soul is at least thirty percent higher than that of ordinary professionals, which is why he can maintain a twenty-seven soul contract at the same time has not made him crazy, but unfortunately, creation makes people, he still died as a pirate in the end, of course, his soul will be put to good use by me, just enough to be the perfect test for a summoning experiment I am about to start, ah, praise the Shadow. ”

Just as the two of them were talking, Eleven, who had a gloomy face, also walked up to the two of them, "It's really bad, I asked around, no one called Lens, or anyone has heard of Lens's traces, could it be that that guy has really been thrown into the sea by these miscellaneous people?"

And just as Roman wanted to comfort the irascible Eleven, a hoarse cry came from the brig that had slowly left the Mission Juggernaut not far away, and Elevenn looked back to see that the guy he had sent a cigarette was standing on the side of the ship with the help of several people, waving at him, and shouted,

"Hey, friend, thank you for saving your life, by the way! I remember that when I was on Thorus's side, they sent a special guy, and that guy was locked up at the bottom of the cabin! I don't know what his name is, but if you haven't found that Lens, he might be the one you're looking for, but worry! That's a dangerous guy!"

After this guy finished shouting, he also bowed politely to Elivan and Roman, as well as the black-maned compatriots, looking like they were definitely a high-class family with good aristocratic training.

"Goodbye, friends, and welcome to the Southern Hills!!"

Putini and the sea serpent, who were sailing the brigs, and the old drunkard would take the remaining forty or so poor people directly across the sea of storms, and then stop in Miet, the port city of the Grand Duchy of Miranda, another gulf country adjacent to the principality of House, and then send them all ashore, and the three of Putini would return to Bay City, the whole process lasted about ten to fifteen days, they brought plenty of food and water, and as for safety, in this sea, with the special instructions of Asasina to go down, and the small statue of Queen Aishara from the Sleep of Walshas, which was given to Putini as a token, you can ensure the safety of the group.

To tell the truth, as long as they have these two things, not to mention that they still have a ship in their hands, even if this ship is unfortunately sunk, as long as they can find a small Kraken tribe and take out these two things, the Krakens will help them grab another ship back, and at the same time send enough food and water for a boatload of people to eat and drink for a year, and send them away, this is the embodiment of Walshath's Sleep and Queen Aishra's status in the Siren's heart.

However, by the time Putini and the others returned, it is estimated that everything has already ended, as for the "mission master" that promised to give Putini as the starting capital of his second pirate career As for how the Kraken could keep the three-masted battleship intact under the terrible pressure of the Maelstrom and get it out of the sea, this is not something that Elivan needs to pay attention to, anyway, Esasina had told him before that this kind of thing could not be easier for the Krakens。

After hearing the guy's shout, Elevenn shook his head and walked to the entrance of the deck to the bottom cabin, I have to say, this answer was still beyond Eleven's expectations, especially the adjective used by the guy, "dangerous", what kind of guy would make a nobleman who is not too well-informed say that he is dangerous? Suddenly, Elevenn felt that he was more curious about the unknown masked brother.

"Buzz, buzz!"

The moment he entered the cabin, the sound transmission stone in his arms suddenly rang, and Elevenn took the small stone in his hand, and the sound of Asasina breathing quickly came to his ears,

"Elivan, there are still five minutes to go, the tsunami is about to form, you can withdraw! By the way, the entourage who told you next time, shoot lightly, didn't you say that it was just acting, why do I feel like he is here to kill me?"

"Ah, Miss Asasina, I can't even fool myself, how can I fool those treacherous guys? Five minutes, yes, it's okay, now it's estimated that I'm the only one left on the ship, let go of your tsunami, anyway, I don't think I'll die~"

As he walked through a row of cells, Elivan said to Asasina in a leisurely manner,

"I just hope that your sister, the Siren Queen, is as good as you are, and this may be the only thing I can't manipulate in this gamble. ”

"Well, Faraki is said to have practiced with her maid many times, we have to trust her, don't we?

"Anyway, I mean you'd better go find that old man in Rodnar before you sneak back, I don't ask him to be on your side, at least when I and the reinforcements I found set a trap to ambush Faragei, he won't jump out and stop my movements, anyway, we didn't think about your sister's life, did we?"

Elivan said to the silent Isasina with a headache, "Of course, it would be best if you could convince him!"

"I... Do your best!"

Asasina's voice was muffled, and Elevenn scratched her head, urging for the third time in the spirit world to the supposedly omniscient Spirit Agate,

"Hey, haven't you found it yet? Didn't you say you remembered that there was a potion that had an effective effect on high-level professionals!"

"You're in a hurry!"

Anthropomorphic into a human form, the machine spirit that was rummaging through a large pile of books scolded disdainfully, and asked angrily, "Is there a 2B like you? You yourself can't even beat a slightly stronger big mage, and you dare to pat your chest and tell others that you have a way to subdue a top-level martial arts sword master? Do you say you have a problem with your brain!" And that Siren chick, who is also a waste with a long brain, actually believes that you can do those things, you come and tell me, how many people are you going to use to stop Faragei, and what price are you prepared to pay to keep the Siren Queen on land for a long time?"

"Didn't you tell me there was a way to contain a legendary warrior?"

Elivan turned a dark aisle and pleaded aggrievedly to Onyx.

"! You know I'm talking about "containment," not frontal overturning!

Onyx rolled his eyes and continued to rummage back and forth in the stacks of books, " Let me tell you this, even if I can find you such an elixir that can temporarily paralyze the perception of the legendary warrior, but in my opinion, Farage's absolute strength is likely to be only one percent worse than Rodnal, at most two percent, as far as the second fool Will Mana Storm next to you is estimated to be five or six, and there is no way to block an outstanding warrior like Farage head-on, so if you still want to survive after angering the Siren Queen, it is best to quickly find some foreign aid with sufficient strength from now on, such as the one with Black Mane！”

"Blackmane, and the others of the Nine Patriarchs, in fact, I think as long as I can convince the two more patriarchs, the three people of the same level as the blackmane will make a move, intercept it, and even seriously injure Falaqi, right?"

Elivan asked tentatively.

"Judging from the results of my simulated tens of thousands of battles, it should be okay, despite the fact that I don't know their hole cards very well, so this simulation is actually meaningless, and most importantly, what do you use to convince people to risk offending a legend of their level to help you? You don't have enough chips in your hand!"

Onyx picked up a book, stood up and flipped through it, and then summed it up with a solemn face, "This is the deadliest problem, you don't have anything at hand now!"

"No, I have!"

Elivan chuckled and pointed to the ground, "I've already agreed with Asasina that if necessary, after she becomes the Siren Queen, she can even give a series of small and medium-sized islands in the middle of the Sea of Storms to the remnants of the Dark Commoners to live in, and if I'm not mistaken, after the plan is successful, this Bay City should also belong to me, the Alternate Patriarch, right?"

"It's useless!"

Onyx poured cold water on Elivan again, "Darkness is different from other cults, all the beliefs and missions of the people are carried out in the remnant groups, so the so-called diocese has no meaning to them at all. ”

"There is no point in a diocese, but what if I voluntarily abandon it and turn it into a city for all the remnants of the continent?"

Elivan said eloquently, "Blackmane has spoken about this before, and he said that if Storm Bay and the surrounding vast expanse of land can indeed become a city for the remnants, then all of the Nine Patriarchs will owe me a lot of favors, right?"

"But you've given it up to Blackmane... Not true!"

Only then did Onyx react to the meaning of Elivan's words, and he stretched out a finger and pointed at Elivan with a trembling face,

"The way of life of the people of the Blackmaned clan does not belong to the civilians at all, nor does it belong to the remnants, they can live anywhere, so this city is actually not so important to the Blackmane, and it is different for people of other races, ha, it turns out that you fought this idea, but have you ever thought that doing so will seriously offend the Blackmane, that guy is not a good character!"

"So, this is the biggest problem I am facing now, how can I give this land back to one or two of the Nine Patriarchs who are in great need of a piece of land to support their people's livelihood while satisfying Blackmane, and then invite them to participate in the hunt for Faraki, but the problem is that I don't know what Blackmane needs!"

"So what?" asked Onyx.

"So, I can only take one step at a time!"

"Boom!"

After Elavin said this, he looked up at the sturdy black steel door that had been blasted open by him with a miniature flame blast, and he reached out and shook it to dispel the dust in front of him, and then stepped into the rather large looking cell.

"Lens, Lens-Moris-Bender, is that you?"

"Who?"

A weak, but at the same time imbued with a certain kind of thick momentum sounded.

"My name is Elivan, and you may not have heard the name, but I'm telling you... I'm the last junior your grandma Morris saw before she died! (To be continued.) )