"Shut up!"

The long black whip slashed through the air like lightning, sending a sharp whistling and slamming into the elven ghost's body. The translucent body trembled violently to the naked eye, as if it was about to turn into ashes at any moment.

The terrible pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the ghost suddenly erupted into a terrible wail. This, of course, led to an even harsher punishment from the Hylagarh priests.

"You've tortured a lot of these weak souls, it's time to stop. "On the side, another priest stopped his atrocity, and of course, it wasn't a flood of love," Hela was interested in. ”

"Hmph, let me say that this weak coward is not worthy of the abyss of hell. Angrily putting away the shadow magic, the priest was clearly still a little unsatisfied.

"The great Hela is not something you can question. Glancing at the other party with cold eyes, the other priest actually revealed a terrifying murderous aura, "It's better not to let me hear this kind of thing again." ”

"What, do you want to practice with me?" the anger that could not be recovered found an outlet, and the Priest of Hylagal smiled hideously.

The atmosphere between the two of them froze for a moment, and as the situation was about to develop in a dramatic direction, an inopportune cough suddenly reached their ears.

"Ahem, although it shouldn't be boring to watch you dog-eat-dog, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. "The scorching flames are jubilant in the palm of your hand, and the hot air currents in this damp and dark space seem so out of place, so incredible, it's hard to ignore.

Rumble!

"Uh, didn't you say to be cautious?" The orange flames roared and engulfed the two Hylagars, and the hot steam rushed to her face, and as she waved her hand to fan away the disgusting stench, Stella Gosa asked helplessly.

"How can I attract them together without making any movement? I'm already very cautious. As he spoke, Lanloth's eyes flickered back and forth in the open cabin.

In terms of size, this is probably the largest core chamber of the Nagfar. As long as there is an art carnival, his task will be completed.

It's pretty simple, isn't it......

"Elf, elf?" the tormented ghost, who had collapsed to the ground, looked at the two men in front of him in surprise.

"Hello, former Mr. Noble, you are saved. Lanloth's flirtatious words clearly lacked any respect, "Don't thank me, but if you have to be grateful, I'll leave you a bank account when you go back." ”

"Gail, quick, distribute these crystals around the support columns. After that, Lanlos quickly beckoned everyone to get down to business. Watching him keep taking out fist-sized mana crystals from his waist bag, as an upper-level elf who specializes in arcane all day long, how could the spirits not know what they were going to do.

"You want to blow up the ship?"

"Rest assured. Waving his hand comfortingly, Lanlos suddenly stopped and asked solemnly, "You and your compatriots should not be soluble in water, right?"

"Are you a fool?" said Stella with a look of disdain, "Not all ghosts are Kvadir, and then again, did you plan your way back?"

"The way back?" Lan Luos asked subconsciously, raising his eyebrows.

Seeing him like this, a trace of absurdity and uneasiness quickly crept up on Stella's delicate countenance: "Well, what about the retreat after the ship sinks? We are not ghosts, we will be suffocated in the water." ”

Water?

Lanloth's footsteps suddenly hovered in the air, and he seemed to have grasped the light......

Uproar——!

In the cracks between the floor and the surrounding walls, countless seawater suddenly poured in, and the gushing waves hit, immediately setting off a panicked shout in the crowd.

"Ahh When he lifted the panicked little star up, he found that the churning water had not passed the crook of his leg in such a short time.

This speed is too abnormal.

Lanros's sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the waves that almost drowned his vision, and he looked at the walls made of bones around him, and the color of enlightenment seemed so serious.

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On deck, Hablon held a lantern in his hand and his cold eyes casually surveyed the waves around the ship. There was no surprise at all about the rapidly increasing draft of the entire ship.

He is in absolute control of the Nagfar, and he can make the ship sail or sink it into the sea.

On this ship, he is the absolute truth that controls life and death.

Woohoo!

On the deck ahead, there was a sudden screeching sound on the damp floor, and as the steam rose, large patches of scarlet emerged from the rapidly drying floor.

Rumble!

The scorching flames rose into the air, and before the hot air currents could spread, the surging waves roared and engulfed them, and at the same time spewed out all the embarrassed figures.

The drenched Lanlos landed steadily on the deck with the same chicken-like girl in his arms, too late to feel the tenderness in his arms, and his sharp gaze looked through the wet bangs to the Hylagal holding the lantern above.

Looking at the Viku warriors who kept crawling out of the holes in the deck, Hablon's face finally moved.

"Only the dead can set foot on the Nagfar, no exceptions!"

What does this need to say?, Ranros glanced at the embarrassed Viku warriors around him, and raised his hand to remove Elunis from his chest, "Everything has to have a first time. ”

The magic surged, the whistling hurricane blew away the steam in the air, and the shimmering spell model was quickly built in front of Lanloth. At the same time, Gale led the crowd, picked up his great sword and jumped up.

"On my ship, I have the final say. Hablon held his lantern aloft, and there was a sharp grinding sound from the rusty chains, and a deep black light emerged from the blazing soul fire, and a terrible roar suddenly came from under the sky, and the cold air currents turned into a violent wind in an instant, and rushed forward with devastation.

The shadow energy roared and crashed into Gael's group, easily knocking down the Viku warriors who had nowhere to borrow their strength in the air, and with a series of screams, the remnants came to Lanlos unabated.

Airplanes!

The purple glow bloomed tenaciously under the dark sky, and Stella slid up to Lanloth, her hands propped up, and the translucent magic shield pinpointed in front of Shadow Impact.

Although she was unusually quick to respond, the shadow energy also reached its limit before the shield shattered. The purple and black light shattered at the same time, escaping across the deck like countless fluttering butterflies.

At the same time, the incantation in Lanloth's mouth ended just right.

As those blue eyes shone with an incomprehensible brilliance, the staff held high pointed directly at Hablon, and the damp and cold air immediately rushed towards his position.

Ice crystals, creeping up the hem of his clothes, his skin, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Deep Freeze!

Click, click!

In the blink of an eye, the Hylagar with the lantern in his hand was completely wrapped in a thick layer of ice.

However, Lanlos did not let his guard down. Behind the crystal ice, the pitch-black soul fire is still churning with no effort.

As if in response to his vigilance, only a faint sound was heard, and the frozen Hablon actually melted in plain sight. Before it was frozen in the ice, it quietly immersed itself on the deck.

"I am the most loyal devotee of the great Hela, and I am in control of everything in Nagfar. ”

The sound from behind made Lanlos and his party immediately turn their heads, only to see a wave rising from the deck, quickly reorganizing Hablon's body.

"Including you. ”

The flames, which had turned black again, spun suddenly, accompanied by a sharp whistle, and a jet-black streamer burst from it, sinking into the chest of one of the Veku warriors at the front with a speed that no one had time to react.

"Ahh

Then, a heart-rending scream scratched at everyone's eardrums like a rat. In the horrified gaze of the crowd, the body of the Viku warrior escaped like ashes, leaving only a translucent phantom.

What kind of spell is this?

What was even more terrifying was that the newborn ghost slowly turned its head and cast its eyes full of resentment and anger on all the living people present.