The mist was hazy.

Two swooping krakens landed on the deck, translucent saliva streaming from the corners of their mouths, ready to feast.

Lothar and Prajna had come to them one after the other.

Facing the menacing two, the two krakens were taken aback, their bodies were very fragile, the lower half of their bodies covered with fish scales and slime were fine, and sharp weapons such as swords could easily slip off if they slashed on them.

But the upper body is a fragile human body, they can survive in the deep sea, relying on the power of magic, not tough skin, where dare to fight with Lothar, who holds a sword.

Selena only took off a little slower, and the blood flowing from her feet turned into a tough strap under the manipulation of Friengira's blood magic.

The strap bypassed her slippery fishtail and snapped her to the deck.

Where would Lothar let go of such a good opportunity, clenched his hand and half a sword, and strode to meet it, the hull of the boat swaying slightly with the waves, unable to shake his body in the slightest.

His arms were muscular, and he raised his great sword.

Selena the Siren vibrated her wings desperately, her sharp nails clasped into the straps, desperately trying to escape the restraints, but where could she be.

"Please."

"Please spare me, I will bring you pearls and gems from the bottom of the sea, which will make you the richest man in the world, please!"

She spoke very quickly, in Greek fluently with a slight accent of Asia Minor.

Her voice was as crisp as a lark.

Her appearance is beautiful, and the country is fragrant.

But the man in front of her had a heart like stone, and it was difficult to see any mercy and kindness in his cold eyes, and the sharp blade of the sword slashed down fiercely.

Puff –

A beautiful woman's head gurgled and rolled away on the deck.

In the neck cavity of the headless corpse, a large amount of blood splattered and happened to fall behind Lothar.

Selena's performance proves that they are not low-minded as Frigila said, but they can't suppress their desire to eat human flesh at all.

This announced that Lothar had no possibility of cooperating with the other party.

"Kina!"

In the sky, two krakens screamed in terror.

Selena's name in the Kraken is not Selena at all, it is the name given to her by the Jewish businessman, according to the transliteration of "Siren".

Tears flowed from their faces, and their mouths opened wide, revealing a mouthful of sharp jagged fangs between their small lips.

The corners of the lips slowly tear apart, leaving only a little flesh and skin connected, and saliva overflows from them.

In the blink of an eye, the seductive red lips became a bloody mouth that almost reached the root of the ear.

The next moment.

The two krakens let out a terrible cry in unison.

The voice was filled with anger and sadness.

The mist that shrouded the sea was churning because of this.

The terrifying sound waves gave Lothar the illusion of facing a stormy sea.

On the deck, scars appeared out of thin air like knives and axes.

Without the slightest hesitation, Prajna took a step forward and came to Lothar's side.

The ghost-faced shield is against the front.

Keng——

A series of sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded.

Lothar pressed against Pranya's waist, only to feel the incredible power coming from front of him, and the two of them retreated several steps at the same time.

"This Kraken is so powerful?"

Lothar was stunned.

Although the Kraken's melee combat power is far inferior to that of a werewolf, this long-range sonic attack is comparable to a strong bow and crossbow.

"Indeed."

Pranya nodded, "And they can fly, and it will be difficult for our attacks to hit them." ”

"Silly big guys, get their attention!"

Friengira shouted loudly in Chinese, and the linen robe she wore filled with the rush of magic.

Long white hair dangling in the air.

"They must be dealt with in the air, and if they are allowed to dive into the water and gouge through the bottom of the boat, we will all die here!"

Prajna spoke very quickly and spoke for a long time.

Immediately, on the black shield she held, the grimace relief immediately became vivid.

The terrifying aura of hell made her become the center of the world almost instantly.

The two krakens trembled uncontrollably with their upper and lower teeth, and even the screaming stopped.

"It's the breath of Cerberus, the gates of hell!"

"That's at the bottom of the sea... How did you end up here? ”

On the deck, two illusory figures slowly floated from the corpse, and flew towards the wide open mouth of the grimace relief like a milk swallow throwing into a forest.

"No!"

"Can't let Kina's soul be devoured!"

The Krakens screamed and tried to pounce to stop this.

At this moment, Frigila's dexterous body, stepping on the side of the ship, soared into the air.

In mid-air, she stretched out her hand towards the blood flowing freely on the deck, and the blood immediately gathered and turned into a spear that exuded a rich sweet smell.

"Get the hell out of here!"

With a piercing scream, the Blood Spear flew towards the two Krakens, and with the blessing of blood magic, the speed of this spear was extremely fast.

But although the two krakens were anxious, they had already taken precautions, and at this critical moment, they actually stopped in place at the same time.

Blood-throwing spears flew almost against their faces.

However, in the next moment, a sharp black shield sped out like a fast-spinning chainsaw.

Immediately after the black shield was thrown, a new spear of blood was condensed by Frigila, and in the hands of Lothar, who was hiding behind Prajna.

Poof—

A black shield that cuts off a kraken.

The other, who was also thrown by Lothar, was in the middle of the wings behind the back, and his whole body was crooked, and he fell like a kite with a broken string.

"Die!"

Fringilla clenched her palms.

The kraken that had been hit in the wings was still in mid-air, and the bloody spear exploded, and the blood turned into sharp needles, which were instantly pierced into a sieve.

"Great!"

Lothar said with some excitement.

This wave, the cooperation of the three of them can be called perfect.

In fact, Lothar was not sure that he would hit the moment he threw his spear.

After all, when he practiced throwing spears on horseback, he often only hit three times out of ten.

Although the deck is not as bumpy as on horseback, it is not much stronger.

Prajna let out a sigh of relief, opened her hand, and the shield that flew away flew back into her hand like a boomerang.

At this moment, Frigila stumbled on her feet and fell to the ground.

"Flynn!"

Lothar hurried forward.

"Don't worry, it's just that I've overdrawn some mental strength, it's no big deal."

Pranya said in a flat tone.

Although Fringilla is also an epic servant, it is only the first level in the end, and Lothar is worried that she is lawless, coupled with the shyness of her pocket, she has never been promoted to the level.

This series of powerful spells was already beyond her ability.

Lothar hugged Friengira, only to feel that the girl in her hand was fluttering, as if it was made of paper, as if it would float away at any moment.

"Let's go back to the cabin."

Lothar said hurriedly.

"Hmm."

…

The scarred ship anchored in Crete early the next morning.

After losing its original owner, the ship was rightfully requisitioned by Lothar.

Therefore, the cost of repairing the ship also fell on his head, but fortunately there were only minor injuries to the deck and mast, and the delay was not long.

In Crete, they replenished and replaced fresh water.

It is an island with a predominantly Greek population, and the island's power is intertwined, with the Eastern Empire, Venice, Genoa, and even the Ayyubids projecting their power here.

They spent the morning repairing their inn on the island, and in the afternoon set sail again, aiming for the holy city of Jafa.