After smiling and glancing at Lugano, Lumien turned his attention to the "Arrogance Armor" and watched how it reacted next.

"What kind of experiment? Try the effect of this armor?" Lugano asked, apprehensive and confused.

As soon as he finished speaking, the air suddenly froze on the dark deck, where only the crimson moonlight brought a certain degree of visibility.

In the next second, Lugano saw that the full-body armor that no one was wearing at all condensed a shining giant sword on its own, and his invisible gaze locked on him.

This...... Before Lugano could react, the silver-white armor strode forward and rushed towards him, the radiant greatsword in his hand ready to be slashed.

Lumien dodged in front of Lugano, his body swelling so hard that his linen shirt and black trousers were about to tear.

Bang!10

The much larger Lumian threw a punch and struck the side of the "Sword of Dawn", making a metallic collision.

Lugano came back to his senses, and although he didn't know why such an unadorned full-body armor was attacking him, he instinctively turned around and ran away.

After he had run some distance, the "Arrogance Armor" stopped and stood quietly.

The condensed "Sword of Dawn" then disintegrated, turning into patches of brilliance, dispersing the crimson moonlight, bringing a sense of approaching morning to the dark deck.

That feeling faded in a blink of an eye.

Lumian did not dare to use his back towards the "Arrogance Armor", half of his body, and estimated the distance between the "Arrogance Armor" and Lugano.

"Nearly twenty meters........ Combined with the speed at which Lugano runs, the sensing range is about fifteen meters........." Lumien quickly concluded, his body returning to his original state, and a smile appeared on his face again.

Enough, a sensing range of fifteen meters is enough on a ship!

He put away his "arrogant armor" and said to Lugano, who was still running to the bow of the ship, "The experiment is over."

Yes? Lugano paused, turned his head and saw that his employer had put the strange silver-white full-body armor back inside the magical item disguised as a coin bag.

He breathed a sigh of relief, ran back, and asked curiously, "Was the experiment successful?"

"It was a success." Lumien responded with a bright smile.

Lugano did not understand the significance of such an experiment, but vaguely guessed that the employer might be groping for a way to find Father Montserrat.

Back in the first-class suite, Lumien immediately instructed Lugano: "You go to the captain and ask him to summon the extraordinary people of the 'earth' path on the ship, well, and the extraordinary people of the 'medicine' path here, and wait until I catch Father Monserrat before going back, it doesn't matter if you don't come, you take your own risk."

Lumien wasn't sure if Captain Pedro was in control of every instability on the ship, knew every extraordinary, and planned to wait a while to keep an eye on it, lest the "arrogant armor" take out the hidden wild extraordinary—letting Pedro go through such a process first would effectively reduce his burden.

After seeing Lugano leave the suite, Lumien said to Ludwig, who had started to eat supper again: "Wait a minute, you can pay more attention to see if there is any 'food' hidden in us."

Ludwig's mouth was stuffed with cake and he made a "no problem" gesture.

While waiting for the captain to come, Lumian took the "arrogant armor" and walked around the top floor of the entire cabin, finding no trace of Father Monserrat.

Not long after, Pedro entered Lumien's suite with a man suspected of being a security supervisor and a passenger with his hat down.

Lumian didn't explain, and gestured to the couch area, "You're waiting for me here."

After speaking, he didn't wait for the three to respond, pressed the golden straw hat on his head, turned around and walked out of the door.

Entering the stairs, Lumian "pulled" out his silver-white full-body armor, supported the armpits of the seal with both hands, and slowly "patrolled" each floor of the cabin.

He was always very careful every time he was less than fifteen meters away from his suite, but the "arrogant armor" did not storm anyone.

"At distances of more than five meters, and with multiple layers of obstacles, this armor will also not have an additional response?"

Lumian speculated on the reasoning as he descended one after another.

Nearly a quarter of an hour passed, and he entered the bottom cargo compartment.

Before he could bypass a few wooden boxes, the "arrogant armor" in Lumian's hand suddenly trembled slightly, and he violently broke free from his control.

The silver-white full-body armor condensed into a radiant giant sword, and in two strides, it slashed towards the wooden box in the corner.

With a sound, the wooden box cracked through it, and several pieces of steel slid out.

At the same time, on the surface of the wooden box, Monserrat's clean and young face protruded, and the body appeared.

Faced with the silver-white armor once again raised the Shining Greatsword, the priest's already strong body became thicker and larger, as if it had turned into a brown giant bear.

Table tennis! With a hard slap of his palm, the Sword of Dawn struck out crookedly, landing on the wooden crate of cargo behind him.

This power is no worse than a real giant bear!

Just as Father Monserrat was blocking the attack of the "Arrogance Armor", behind his side, next to a pile of wooden boxes, Lumien's figure in a linen shirt, black waistcoat, and golden straw hat was quickly outlined.

"Humph!"

Two streaks of white light erupted from Lumian's nose and struck Father Monserrat, who didn't even have time to turn around.

Father Montserrat's eyes instantly lost focus, and the whole person fell unconscious, falling to the ground.

With such changes, the vitality in his body suddenly became vigorous, like a steam engine starting to run at full strength.

This exuberant vitality was transformed into a powerful self-healing power, which quickly repaired the spirit of Father Montserrat.

The essence of "Humm" is quite similar to "Spiritual Piercing", both are aimed at spirits, which are difficult to defend, but the latter mainly brings uncontrollable pain, so that the target is trapped in it and cannot extricate himself, while "Humm" is to attach a sleepy or comatose state to the spirit, which is also considered to be some kind of damage to the spirit.

Since it is an injury, it can be healed.

Relying on the self-healing ability transformed by the vigorous vitality, under the closed eyelids of Father Montserrat, the eyeballs turned to a certain extent.

Before he could fully fall to the ground, he was about to wake up!

But for Lumian, it was enough for the "Hum Ha Technique" to be able to control the opponent for such a second.

Considering that Father Monserrat may also be a product of human refinement, and some abilities may not work, Lumian pounced on the other party and stretched out his right hand.

In the palm of his hand, the red and almost white flames were entwined layer by layer, constantly compressing, turning into a round ball that looked quite solid.

On the other side, the "Arrogance Armor" also raised the "Sword of Dawn" again.

As soon as Father Montserrat opened his eyes, instinctively maintaining his balance, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Louis. Berry's turquoise eyes saw a dangerous fireball of red and almost white, and a shining greatsword slashing at his head.

He only had time to fall to the side, avoiding the "Sword of Dawn", and was directly pressed by Lumian into the red and almost white condensed fireball.

Bang!

With a loud explosion, Father Monserrat was thrown away.

His flesh cracked from his right shoulder to his abdomen, and his bones were broken, revealing his still wriggling internal organs.

His right arm swayed and was about to break away from his body.

The vigorous vitality in Father Monserrat's body had not disappeared, and the flesh and blood of the huge wound had wriggled and healed on its own.

Thump!

Father Monserrat slammed to the floor, greeted by the heavy running sound of the "Armoured Armor" and the shining greatsword that slashed at him.

He pointed his hand, and the pieces of blood and flesh that had been detached from his body by the explosion suddenly coalesced together like life, and grew into a vague, thin blood-colored figure.

The blood-colored figure swooped down on the surface of the silver-white armor, enveloping it and seeping in.

A little bit of morning light suddenly lit up, filling the cargo hold, and the blood-colored figure melted and faded.

The light of the morning light was so soft that it did not sting Father Montserrat's eyes to close instinctively, and his eyes reflected a flaming crow that was almost red and almost white.

The dozen or twenty fire ravens flew around Lumien, who had one hand in his pocket, staring at Father Monserrat, drawing different trajectories.

They tear apart their target's body completely, igniting every piece of flesh that he cannot recover even if he has a strong ability to heal himself.

When each piece of flesh and blood is more than twenty or thirty centimeters apart, it is difficult for them to "crawl" together and reassemble by relying on their self-healing ability!

It's not flesh magic!

Father Monserrate's pupils dilated, his mouth instinctively opened, and he made a strange but intimate voice.

With this sound, a thick darkness descended, and weeds covered with grains grew, and the morning light that filled the warehouse was swallowed up.

Some of the dozen or twenty crimson and almost white fire ravens lost their way in the darkness and could not cross the distance that was too "far", and gradually dissipated, and some of them landed smoothly on Father Monserrat.

With a rumbling series of explosions, Father Monserrat's figure suddenly became transparent, and a large, illusory oak tree grew in its place.

The oak tree, unaffected by the explosion and the flames, and the flesh and blood of Father Montserrat appeared on a branch covered with mistletoe, and his arms were bent as if he were holding an invisible baby.

He looked at Lumian with a heartfelt smile.

So you're not a demigod.....

"Wow!"

For the first time, Lumian heard the illusory, hollow cry of a baby.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

In the continuous crying, Lumian felt that his life force was constantly passing, and his whole person gradually became weak, and even his spirit began to be a little trance.

And the life force that passed seemed to be pouring into the invisible baby that Father Montserrat was carrying, becoming its nourishment.