"Ahh

Soldiers don't get tired of deceit.

In fact, this is more of a gamble attempt by Mark.

He didn't really have any confidence in swindling Basatan.

The only thing that made him unwilling was the fate dice, and if Bassatan was really a giant pit in the worlds, then it should not be 20 points, but 1 point.

Being able to come out of the [Book of the Sea] proves in disguise that this product is definitely not the most unlucky point.

Interestingly, Bassatatan's panicked tone convinced Mark that his conjecture was correct.

He decided to add to the fire.

"From the first time I saw that sealing chain on you, it seemed strange to me. You don't need to be tied like this at all. It's more of an aesthetic, or a habit, like the hairy crabs for sale in the fish market in my hometown......"

It's not like it's a scam.

Bondage is an art.

Can tying crabs with the famous tortoise shells be the same as tying crabs with weeds in ordinary markets?

The more Mark said, the more he felt that his reasoning was correct.

Sure enough, the next second, the phantom of Basatan appeared in front of Mark out of thin air, the big eyes that grew on the carapace of its back were bulging, and the bloodshot on the eyeballs was thick.

"Bastard! I knew you weren't easy! The big crab scolded and shook out the remnants of the demon just now: "Here, this is your share." ”

The demon that was invincible just now is now a dead demon.

The huge bull's head was clicked off by the big crab's pincers, and so did the lower half of the body, leaving only the upper body without a head.

"I'm going to ...... more"

"Stop! It's impossible for me to be your permanent helper. It's okay for me to fight tooth sacrifices occasionally, but if I make frequent cross-border attacks, I will definitely be discovered, and then I will die. You've pushed me so hard that I can only surrender to my master. Bassatatan's tone was soft and hard.

Mark immediately put away his somewhat 'ambitious' delusions and smiled, "Huh? So how often do you say 'occasionally'? ”

"Five years! No...... Uh, two years! Up to once a year! I don't lie to you, your world-shattering space barrier is too thick, and I can't break it without a lot of effort. If I push too hard, the residual spatial energy here will be too great. This time it was the idiot who helped me open the opening first, and I got in so easily. ”

Mark pretended to think about it, looked very reluctant, and finally agreed: "Okay." ”

Bassatan breathed a long sigh of relief: "Then I'm leaving." ”

"Wait!"

"What's wrong again?"

"Help me chop this guy to pieces, at least to the point where my circle of light can decompose. By the way, help me isolate the possibility of it being detected, well, and keep it fresh. ”

Are these demands excessive?

It's a bit excessive.

Basatan complied, and with a few strokes of its pincers, its phantom untamed the demon's body into eighteen pieces, and then spat out bubbles that enveloped the demon's flesh in pieces.

Mark sensed it, and the pieces of flesh could be seen visually, whether it was smell, mental fluctuations, or soul perception, as if they were completely non-existent.

"Anything else? I'll leave if it's okay, don't call me for a year. "The big crab is in a hurry to slip away.

"Wait! You've made a mess here, you don't take the taste, wouldn't the entire Orthodox Church of the Wright Empire know that a small-scale ritual of summoning evil gods was carried out here? ”

Not to mention summoning evil gods, even if there is a miscellaneous demon general, it will be enough to make the Light and Night Church in the entire San Casao region jump and send a bunch of inquisitors.

Now the island is full of spiritual flames unique to evil gods, and Bassatan doesn't clean up, but he is afraid that Mark won't be able to run away from the boat.

"Got it, got it!" The big crab Sensei Tido was aggrieved.

That's what it did to be a dog.

Pull it yourself, eat it yourself.

Let the evil god restore everything to its original state, and that would be difficult for it.

Brother Evil God has his own understanding of how to clean it.

Basatan asked Mark to pack his things, and when he returned to his boat, he saw the large illusory crab pincers dozens of meters long waving back and forth violently.

In a loud rumbling sound, what seaside mangroves, what small islands that surfaced, were directly erased on the entire chart.

What's more, when it forcibly sucked away all the spiritual power in this sea area, the sea area within a radius of one kilometer suddenly became extremely clear. In the last step, it was Barsatan who roared.

The strange soul voice spread far away, and there seemed to be a commotion on the horizon. Something quite large was coming, presumably some kind of sea creature.

All this made Mark and Helena who woke up stunned.

"Alright, Basatan. See you in a year. Of course, if my life is in danger, I will call you too. ”

When the iron-boned Great Evil God heard that he was being treated as a tool crab that 'came and went as soon as he was summoned', he was full of anger and couldn't vent it, and finally turned into a word that shook the world.

"Get out—"

The wind and waves subsided, and amid the faint roar of the engines in the aft cabin onto the deck, the Ex Mechanic was moving away from the shoreline at maximum speed.

Until this time, the three daughters still had a kind of unbelief.

"Are you really enslaving an evil god?" Helena's voice was like a dream.

"Well, it's not enslavement, it's just a bit of a use." Mark held his forehead, he didn't know how to explain. Did they tell them that this evil god was probably a tamed pet captured by some Celestial Empire?

His hometown is a little strange to the point of being distant.

Now it seems that it is not so far away.

This makes Mark a little conflicted, and a little hopeful, and seems to have hope to find his way home?

Mark ran away, and the stall he left behind really scared a lot of big shots.

Over the millennium, the Orthodox Church has built a complete early warning mechanism.

Astrologer, Space Warlock, Spirit Wanderer...... A group of transcendent beings have teamed up to monitor the world, leaving some powerful demons hidden.

Maybe the little guy can escape the surveillance, but the large spatial fluctuations can't be hidden.

"It's likely that a demon general has descended into the real world!" The news spread throughout the Wright Empire within half an hour.

The churches were on the verge of an enemy, and within forty minutes the first scouts arrived by boat.

Within three hours, a mixed fleet of thirty large and small ships, with the Church of the Storm as the core, plus the inquisitors of the Church of Light and Night, and other sect powerhouses, arrived at the scene.

In terms of technology in this era, it can be called extremely fast.

It's just that everyone got nothing.

On a large 120-meter-long ironclad battleship, the Storm Church High Priest Barbarov shouted at the other Church leaders.

His big bald head, rough and bursting beard, vigorous chest hair, and his burly body shape are quite oppressive in the eyes of everyone: "I don't know what's going on with my horse!" Yes, there was originally a small broken island where birds don't, a broken place where even fishermen don't want to rest. But so what? ”

Bishop Nadal of Light reminded: "But the island is now gone. ”

With a wave of his hand, Barbarov pointed to the big guy moving on the water at the far end: "Didn't you see those damn sickle crabs?" This thing can tear down your seaside villa in an hour. ”

The sickle crab is a relatively common hermit crab in this world, and it has nothing to do with evil and transcendental.

The most often mentioned thing about it is that they are very aggressive. This kind of hermit crab, with its pincers as sharp as a sickle, can grow to a meter long and wide and half a meter thick on its torso alone. They get angry, can easily break through the side of wooden boats, and are also very lethal to wooden ships covered in iron.

The hull of the ship is made of stainless steel, which is basically immune to the attacks of these big guys.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of church powerhouses, these sickle crabs are nesting on the remaining cornerstones of the original island. Wielding large pincers nearly a meter long, they unscrupulously pulled out the relics of the mangrove forest from under the water, branches, with stones and sand, to build large nests shaped like beehives.

This is the habit of sickle crabs.

Other church powerhouses have turned their suspicious eyes to the Church of Light and Night, and the Church of the Glory Warrior. It was the monitors of these two companies who first discovered it.

Now, they're not sure.

Barbarov rudely ordered: "Scatter, scatter!" The sea is the territory of our church. Even if something happens, our church is responsible. Since you haven't found any demons or demons running around, it's none of your business. ”

After the Millennial War, the major churches signed a series of non-aggression clauses.

Since the Storm Church had decided, the others had no choice but to comply.

The flotilla gathered together scattered in all directions.

On board, Bishop Nadal turned his head to look at a shadow in the bridge, and finally saw a delicate figure emerge from the shadow.

"What do you think, Lady Punisher?"

"The Demon General did exist, but he was simply erased by someone, and almost all traces were wiped out." There was a glint on the woman's glasses.