Inside the castle, the main building, the top floor.

The curved dome, painted in vivid red, has a glass lampshade hanging from a rope in the center, and a layer of black left behind by the smoke of the candle fire inside. But at this time, the sun was shining, shining through the prismatic carved glass on all sides, illuminating the house.

Mitra sat on a bony bench, leaning lazily to one side, her elbows resting on the back of the chair and her head propped up with a charming smile on her face. She was wearing only a silk skirt, with silk threads at the collar, covering her chest and revealing most of the bell, white and plump.

At this time, she also heard the voice of Ubli coming from below, and she could also feel the emotions of those pirates through the exploration of the source power. Although they are mostly nervous, hesitant and afraid, there are also many powerful pirates who are emotionally high, and they have absolute confidence in their own strength.

On the red table in front of her, an envelope was placed, and the letterstamp was stamped on the seal to take on the shape of two fists, a combination of countless tiny lightning bolts. And below the letter stamp is a line in Aldous:

"To the venerable 'Calamity Wizard' Wayne Loft, Elijah Ramirez of the Blood Spirit School."

It was also the letter that made Mitra so concerned, and her eyes glanced at it from time to time, and looked at the time on the small table clock placed in the corner of the table.

"Seven, eight, nine......"

The clock rang three times in a row, nine times even by the bell-ringers in the lighthouse on the island, and she still didn't wait for her master to appear.

In fact, Mithra had been waiting here for a full nine hours since last night—she had been waiting here ever since the Bloodspirit Intelligence Officer delivered the letter.

I thought that the other party was so anxious, and the things sent over must be more valued by the owner, but I didn't expect that there was no movement after so long, which couldn't help but make her feel anxious.

[Master, your faithful servant Mitra is waiting here~]

[I hope you will come soon...... Cosset...... Not. ]

The two thoughts that popped up were twisted into ambiguous directions under Mitra's pink desire origin characteristics.

There were even a few special images in her mind - she was lying on a soft goose down bed, undressed, and her master was the same, holding a black cane in his hand, pointing at her and saying, "Adagua!"

"Giggle......

Mitra couldn't help but laugh at the thought of such a picture, obviously amused by the fantasies of such a strange style of painting.

"Come on, master~"

……

……

At the same time, the sea hundreds of kilometers away from Alexei Island.

A sloop floats on the surface of the sea, drifting with the waves.

The boat, which is less than ten meters old, is made of only the most common type of dark wood, but the gaps between the planks shimmer with the silvery sheen of Saar's metallic. The rune patterns imprinted on it shone from time to time, protecting the small sailboat from being knocked over by the aberrations that emerged from the depths of the sea.

Wayne stood in the boat, thinking of Mitra's thoughts, with a hint of helplessness on his face, and a little crying and laughing. It's really that the Desire Sect's family fantasizes about doing something deep into the negative distance with him in his mind almost every day.

The scene is either in the flower house of the city that never sleeps, or in the dimly damp dungeon, and on one more occasion, on the platform of the castle, below which are the countless pirates of the city-state......

Such a strange picture made Wayne almost want to terminate the contract.

Although when he first came to this world, he was influenced by his previous life, and his eyes often focused on those bright spots on the ladies, but after experiencing so many killings, he now just wants to improve his strength and protect his own life.

Then it will be possible for him to reproduce the next generation, otherwise, everything is illusory.

However, Wayne sensed that Mitra had something to do with him, but that was not a good idea.

Also "Adagua"...... If that spell really should, she would not be able to swallow all the dregs left!

Thinking like this, Wayne slammed a fireball spell into the bone dungeon in the sea below, killing the deep-sea aberrant trapped inside.

You use the Bone Dungeon (Grim Reaper) spell to trap the Abyssal Aberger. Evaluation: A weak scum of a weak scum, you ...... Reward: +2 survival points. 】

[You use the Fireball (Reaper) spell to kill the Abyssal Aberger...... Special Rewards: +5 Survival Points, +1 Toughness Level. 】

Noticing the hint on the panel, Wayne pursed his lips.

What he wants is weakness, after all, he just wants to find a bait to attract more deep-sea species, and it is enough to create a bloody smell.

In just a few seconds, the sea he was in was boiling. The sea, which had been calm before, was sprayed higher and higher, as if something was stirring below.

Soon, a pair of scarlet eyes emerged, staring at the small boat on the surface of the sea through the azure waters.

To be exact, it was to target Wayne, the man who dared to cast spells in the deep sea to create a bloody atmosphere.

"Roar—"

With a loud roar, a deep-sea aberrant couldn't hold it back, and reached out with huge tentacles and slammed into him.

Wayne had been prepared for a long time, in fact, he had done similar things many times last night, and he was already familiar with it.

"Ghost, Secret Master."

As his command was delivered, the black fire mark at the center of his eyebrows floated out of two heads, one left and one right, floating in the air.

"It's going to start again, Baba."

The ghost looked excited, stared at the sea below with red eyes, glanced around, and chanted a spell towards the place where the deep sea species were most dense.

"Deep, Rocco, Door!"

"Bray, Franço, Ava!"

In contrast, the Secret Master was more direct, and two elemental spells appeared one after another, instantly burrowing into the seawater.

The deep sea species there had already been trapped by the shadow winding spells cast by the ghosts, and they were killed in an instant by the elemental power that burst out of the spells.

[You use the Claws of the Undead (Reaper) to kill the deep-sea arrowtooth fish.] Rating: Junk Junk Junk ...... Special Rewards: +1 Survival Points, +1 Toughness Level. 】

【You use lightning arrows......】

Wayne silently stared at the surface of the sea, red blood and dark green pus mixed with the sea, swept away.

Immediately afterward, the corpses were torn and devoured by the swarming deviants, making the whole scene even more chaotic.

It didn't take long for a pungent fishy stench and a strong smell of blood to fill the surroundings, causing deep-sea species from farther afield. The frenzied roars of the aberrants were hidden beneath the waves, mixed with the deaths of the deep-sea species, making the silent sea noisy.

Wayne waited another moment before raising his hand and signaling, "Almost." ”

"I've been waiting for a long time!" The look on the ghost's face grew even more excited, shouting his favorite spell—

"Syaam, Syl, Suter!"

In an instant, several corpse explosion techniques covered the deep sea, and dozens of corpses of the deep sea species swelled rapidly, and pustules were one after another.

Even before many deep-sea species could explode, they were torn apart by the crazy deformants around them with tentacles and eaten into their mouths.

But the next second-

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A dull sound came from the sea, followed by a sudden explosion of the sea, and the splatters of flesh and blood instantly fell on the surrounding deep-sea species, causing more corpses to shatter.

"I've seen it many times, but every time it's so shocking......"

Wayne's blood-red eyes reflected everything around him.

The sound of the explosion gradually spread far away, and countless deep-sea species were contaminated by the epidemic, quickly turning into flesh and blood fireworks, and then spreading farther away.

The explosion lasted nearly five minutes and covered more than 10 kilometers of the surrounding sea, with a maximum depth of several kilometers.

Until the end, Wayne saw that the gradually increasing power of the corpse explosion technique was so terrifying that it blew a huge crater hundreds of meters into the distant sea.

After that, only sporadic explosions remained.

This is the method that Wayne thought of using the corpse explosion technique, first attracting as many deep-sea species as possible around him, forming a sea-like sea area similar to a fault, so as to avoid the corpse explosion technique from spreading and then alarming those terrifying deep-sea beasts.

Although with his current strength, he was enough to deal with ordinary deep-sea beasts, his purpose was only to survive points, basic attributes, and origin rewards, not to kill those strange things.

If he really wanted to kill the third-level calamities, he would only do so to transform them into undead creatures in order to curry favor with the guardian of the undead world, Villaut.

"Adagua!"

Seeing that the explosion stopped, without waiting for Wayne to speak again, the ghost consciously cast a soul-devouring spell, and together with the secret master, he turned into a huge head, devouring everything that could be swallowed, even the seawater.

[You use the Soul Devouring Spell to devour the aberrations of the deep sea, and your origin gains partial growth. Rating: No more, no more...... Special Reward: Origin +0.01. 】

[You use the soul devouring spell to devour the deep sea species, and your origin gains part of the growth. Rating: No more, no more...... Special Reward: Origin +0.1. 】

Wayne looked at the panel and saw that the number of survival points had reached 110,000, and he knew that the five-hour killing was over.

If the Corpse Explosion Spell Imprint had fused with the Origin, with his absolute control over this spell, it wouldn't have to be so troublesome, and the time would have been shortened a lot.

"I'm back."

By the time Wayne returned to Alexei Island, it was nearly noon.

The square in front of the castle was deserted except for the pirate guards of the city-state and the valiant knights of the Church of the Dawn who had taken up their posts on the first day.

In fact, according to the new rules laid down by Ubuli, different numbers of guards were placed at the main road crossings throughout the Alexei city-state. At the same time, two patrolling guards were arranged in each of the four directions - a team of valiant knights and a team of pirate "elites".

Although Ubley was pleased with this, the pirates who noticed such a change early in the morning also couldn't stop laughing.

Especially when the valiant knight guards in white gold armor and the other pirate guards in black jackets with bare chests and knives or muskets around their waists walked by - almost sending the onlookers away!

It's not that the strength of those pirate guards is not good, but the heroic knights are even more dazzling.

It is not only reflected in the gap in equipment, but also in the solemnity and tall posture on their faces, all of which show the glory of the Dawn Church.

And even though the pirate guards are uniformly dressed, the expressions on their faces look very ...... in comparison Wretched.

All in all, it's very funny.

Even the "heroic" saint Sizi Sepulda, who has always been unsmiling, could not help but laugh, but it also gave her the idea of continuing to show the priesthood of the Church of the Dawn on this island.

In this way, perhaps she will have a better time on this island, and may even lead new believers to the path of the Dawn faith.

And Wayne didn't care too much about that.

As long as this island is his, and there is no chaos, he will not put too much thought into improving the strength of the island.

This is more of a temporary base for him, so that he can go to various seas to kill and devour deep-sea species to improve his strength, and nothing else matters.

"Master~ You have finally arrived, and the Wizard Elijah of the Blood Spirit School has sent you a letter, saying that he will hand it over to you personally~"

Sensing Wayne's arrival, Mitra quickly got up and handed him the envelope on the table.

"Hmm."

Wayne took the letter, his gaze skimming over the two huge hanging bells, his red eyes almost reflected in a sparkling snow-white color.

He opened the letter and glanced at it—

"Dear Wizard Wayne Lovet: In accordance with the orders of Chief Vlosa, all epochal relics involving space are hereby presented. In order to avoid loss, our school has copied and preserved every relic, so you don't have to worry about damage at all.

- Lafaela French, vice-chair wizard of the Blood Spirit School. ”

After reading it, Wayne was relieved.

It turned out that the transaction items promised by Chief Vilosa had arrived, so it was no wonder that he was in such a hurry.

Then he poured a ring out of the envelope, examined it, and smiled.

"Is it a good thing?" Mitra noticed his expression and asked.

"Good thing."

Wayne nodded and said with a smile, "It's just that I completed a deal with the Blood Spirit School and obtained some epoch relics." ”

"Oh." Mitra was not in the slightest.

Although she had heard that wizards loved to read the relics of the Epoch, studying the strange things that had disappeared into the long course of history, all the relics of the Epochs were very dangerous for a cult member like her.

That kind of danger has nothing to do with strength, it is not easy to be detected, and there may even be the danger of origin alienation.

As far as Mitra knew, only the various wizarding schools were so keen to explore the secrets of the Age that even the clergy of the Four Orthodox Churches did not dare to do so. At best, they looked through copies of the transcripts in the archives of their respective churches.

"If you don't have anything to do these days, don't bother me," Wayne chuckled, "I have important things to do." ”

"Yes, master~"

Wayne glanced at her again, paused, and dodged away.

A woman or something, it will only hinder the speed at which he becomes stronger!

……

……

"This is Gonzabardan?" Salvatore asked, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

"You ask me? I'm only here for the second time. ”

Wakaclaugh's brow furrowed, and everything here came to mind under the cover of the source.

"Could it be that you are mistaken?" Virosa also frowned, and said, "This kind of miserable situation is not like a holy place with a sea crow clan......

(End of chapter)