Magical rituals are a force that is more complex and difficult to learn and manipulate than simply casting spells.

But at the same time, the effect and power it can produce are far greater than magic in the ordinary sense.

Many mages spend their entire lives limited to the simplest and most rudimentary rituals of summoning, binding, prophecy, and otherworldly discovery.

But Zuo Si is different!

Ever since he acquired the Creator class, he knew that he could not cast spells through spells and gestures like the other apprentices in the Tower, so he focused all his energy on learning the unfamiliar rituals of magic.

Because this is the only way he can cast spells other than crafting magic items and using scrolls.

Some subversive rune combinations, even the necromancer Asta couldn't help but praise them.

Compared to the caution and caution of traditional spellcasters, Zuo Si is better at using his own unique traverser perspective to maximize the power of magic rituals from another angle.

And the few magic rituals he had refined usually didn't require hours, days, or weeks of setting up and going back and forth.

In less than half an hour, all the preparations were completed around the beach where the pirates lit the bonfire.

When a muffled incantation chant sounded, the eyeball, soaked in embalming fluid and carrying the optic nerve, suddenly flew into the air in a gravity-defying fashion, floating stationary about thirty meters above the pirate's head.

"It's done!"

Seeing the bone meal that had completely disappeared under his feet, as well as the black onyx gems that had turned into transparent grit and were worth a lot of money, Zuo Si's eyes revealed a trace of pity for these pirates.

Because he knew that these vicious fellows would soon die in the most painful and desperate way.

After completing the magic ritual, Zuo Si immediately cautiously returned to his previous hiding place and joined the soldiers and leopards he had summoned.

On the other side of the beach, tired and hungry pirates have long been devouring their food.

In particular, a few huge ogres ate almost an entire pot of ricin-rich seafood soup by themselves.

However, "Bloody Hand" Harriet did not eat the food brought by his men, but silently drank the wine in the cup, and nibbled on two mouthfuls of grilled fish in front of him from time to time.

After about seven or eight minutes, he suddenly asked the big goblins around him: "Are all our people back?" ”

"Nope! Twenty-five others did not return. The latter hastened to give an exact figure.

"Twenty-five didn't come back?"

Hallette subconsciously frowned, as if sensing that something was wrong.

In his opinion, the pursuit of four lost dogs who had fled from the merchant ship was the limit at best, and the loss of two or three of his men was enough.

The big goblin hurriedly nodded: "That's right! Most are humans and a small number of orcs. My men Bonn and Mark are also gone. Obviously, either there was some dangerous creature on the island, or the merchant had some powerful magical item on him. But don't worry, I've already sent two teams to investigate, and I'm sure the results will be available soon. ”

"Excellent! You didn't disappoint me. When this business is over, I will choose to retreat into the background, so that you can inherit the name of the bloody hand and continue to gallop across this sea. ”

Harlett had a look of satisfaction on his face, and by the way, he made a heart-warming promise to the deputy who had followed him for many years.

"Thank you for your generosity and trust! Rest assured, even if I inherit the name of the Bloody Hand, I will still regard you as an eternal captain and offer my loyalty. The goblin fell to one knee and trembled with excitement.

You know, he's been waiting for this moment for three whole years.

Many of the pirates who make a living in the Nelanthel Islands don't necessarily survive for three years.

Although the goblin couldn't understand why the unfathomable "Bloody Hand" captain in front of him would give up the prestige he had built up and choose to retreat into the background.

But this did not prevent him from imagining that after inheriting the name of "Bloody Hand", he would continue to expand his team and form a huge fleet that could plunder the entire west coast of Faeren.

Or even become the co-master of all the pirates in this sea - the pirate king!

Harlett noticed the ambition in his men's eyes, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth into a playful and playful smile.

It's like mocking each other's indiscretion, and it's like expecting something.

However, the expression only lasted less than a second or two before disappearing.

As the pirates gobble their bellies, they soon get together to drink, fight, wrestle, gamble, and say demeaning swear words to each other.

For them who live on a boring sea all year round, these are the only things they can enjoy.

In particular, the bare-handed beating and wrestling can maximize the violence factor in the hearts of this group of evil camp guys, and make them feel unparalleled happiness.

And usually, the two sides involved in the brawl don't really kill each other.

Break a few bones at most, or hit until your face is covered in blood and confused.

Because ricin is a slow-onset poison, combined with the sensory stimulation of alcohol and fighting, no one in the camp experienced discomfort after three and a half hours.

Except, of course, for the half-orc cook who had sprinkled ricin crystals into the soup pot with his own hands.

The poor creature was lying on its stomach at the moment where the supplies were stacked, coughing up blood and vomiting as a jet warrior in an uncontrollable scurry, its throat sore and burning, as if it had been burned by fire.

Urine also changes from normal white or yellow to a frighteningly dark red.

The sharp pain that spread from his stomach all over his body made him have no strength to shout the word "help" at all, just sweating vigorously.

You don't need to ask to know that the large handful of high-purity ricinin that this guy swallowed before had an effect, so it was poisoned earlier than the others, and many vital organs were failing at an extremely rapid rate.

If no one treats him, it is estimated that he will die soon.

But alas, all the pirates' attention was drawn to the exciting fight that was taking place, and no one noticed the orc cook's condition at all.

At the moment when his eyes went black and he lost consciousness, a chaotic sound of footsteps suddenly came from the dark jungle in the distance.

Followed by a team of eight goblins and two ogres, escorting four human captives strung together with ropes, appeared in everyone's sight.

The four human captives were none other than Captain Bass, the first mate, the boatswain, and Bernard who had left the merchant ship and sailors behind and sneaked ashore in a small boat to hide.

The head of the earth elf walked proudly in the front, grinning and revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth: "Captain! Look what I've got for you! ”

Hallette laughed happily: "Hahahaha! Good job! You'll be rewarded as you deserve, I promise. Also, tell me where you found these guys? ”

"Hey, hey! That's a coincidence! These four guys were tired, hungry, and thirsty because they had been hiding all day, and they wanted to run to the lake to replenish some water while it was dark, and by the way, they were touching a few bird eggs to satisfy their hunger. We just happened to find out and catch us. ”

As he said this, the goblin at the head tugged the rope, causing the four weak captives to fall to their knees in front of their captain.

Among them, the boatswain, who had clearly put up fierce resistance during the capture, had both arms hanging weakly.

Visually, it was either dislocated or a broken bone.

After all, there are two powerful ogres in the pursuit team, and ordinary humans are simply no match for them.

In contrast, Bernard, the heir to the Chamber of Commerce, who has great value, did no harm.

But after seeing the famous "Bloody Hand" captain with his own eyes, his whole person immediately began to tremble violently uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of despair.

If you are an ordinary pirate, you may be able to return home safely by paying a ransom after being captured.

But Harlet is obviously no ordinary pirate, and he doesn't look down on the insignificant ransom......