After magically cutting and removing the chaotic vines entangled in the passageway, the two found their way to the captain's room.

But in the last stretch of the road, Santis was a little afraid to compliment.

"Boom!"

A precise electromagnetic gun blasted over, shooting through the somewhat decayed heavy deck, and suddenly a large section of the deck collapsed, just falling in front of the two of them at a 45-degree inclination.

Fortunately, Downs directly opened the wind shield to block the dust, and Santis was choked.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Finding Santis staring at him speechlessly, Tang Si shook the pot seriously: "Master said that there is no road in the world, and when people think of going there, they have a road. 】！ ”

When Santis heard this, he sighed with emotion, and reconfirmed that the two masters and apprentices really had a violent heart hidden in their chests.

(Master: I'm not!) I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! That's not the case at all. ）

Walking up proudly, they were not disappointed.

I saw the treasure, and I saw a captain.

It is not a normal thing to be able to live from ancient times to the present.

I saw that his lower body was pinned to a thick mast inserted into the captain's room, and his upper body was like a large octopus, whether it was his octopus tentacles-like arms, or his jaw that should have been full of beards and now full of small tentacles, anyway, except that he was wearing a tattered captain's suit, there was no human appearance in his body.

"Stop! Mortal! This is not the place you should be! I am Captain Gordon, and I and my treasures, protected by the supreme Devil Lord Bethnonth! If you dare to touch it, our lord will take revenge on you and your children without end! Even if you can bear it, your children will surely be slaves to men and prostitutes to women. ”

For a moment, Santis was frightened.

The hatred of a lord-level great devil, this is no joke.

No matter how long the life span of ordinary human beings is, it is only a hundred years, even if they can maintain a certain strength, how long can they maintain it? Not to mention sheltering children and grandchildren.

Those vicious devils, in order to subvert a country, may plot a great conspiracy that lasts for a century.

This is really unpreventable.

Santis instinctively tried to persuade Downs to give up, but when he turned his head, he was shocked to find a smile on Downs' lips.

"Yo, dear Mr. Captain, who do you say your master is?"

"Beth Nongt! The powerful devil lord who dominates the territory of the fourth third of the hell of Bato, Bethnont! Captain Monster said proudly in the lingua franca of humanity.

"Whew! Ha ha! Hehe! Hahaha! "Downs is a professional, and he generally doesn't laugh unless he can't help it.

He laughed so presumptuously that Santis next to him also came back to his senses: "Ah! Could it be that his master is the ......"

"Your master, Bysinunte, was slaughtered by my master not long ago! Hahaha! When Downs described Bethnonte's devil's crown with great certainty, the captain, even if he had confidence in his master, began to crumble.

"Nope! No way! When pigs fly! Having said that, it was easy to tell from his increasingly small voice and wandering gaze that his will to resist was rapidly fading: "No wonder I haven't sensed the power of my lord lately, this, no, not ......"

"Huh? Then you call him to curse me! Two terrifying bolts of lightning appeared on Downs' hands, and he approached the captain step by step.

Something unexpected happened.

I thought that this captain was crucified here, but who would have thought that it would suddenly give up its lower body at the last moment, and then the upper body turned into a mass of octopus, drilled out of a small hole the thickness of three fingers, and fell into the vortex of chaos magic with a pop?

So much so that Downs's lightning bolt was half a beat slower, and it hit the pile of debris next to the captain.

The other party ran away, but Downs was not annoyed, shrugged his shoulders, and walked over to spy on his loot.

Only Santis next to him was a little distracted.

The shadow dancer suddenly remembered the legendary firebat that flew away without looking back before entering the ruins.

Suddenly, he 'understood' everything.

"I get it......"

No wonder the master didn't even look at the eldest disciple, and just turned his head and left. It turns out that Lord Tesla has long known that the mastermind behind this is just a peripheral brother of the big devil who was killed by him, and he calculated that Downs's experience will only be thrilling?

No!

Wait a minute!

Pattern opening point.

Is there a hundred million possibilities......

Lord Tesla is for the trial of Downs, so he casually went to hell and killed the dignified Devil Lord to death, and then induced his disciples to come here for the trial!?

Whether it's a verbal inducement or a variant application of prophecy magic, a legendary archmage has more such means.

Recalling his experience of contact with Tesla-sama, the sweat of Bean Da seeped down Santis's forehead.

The more he thought about it, the closer he felt to the truth of the matter.

Oh, my God!

It's also terrible! That's too accurate, isn't it?

His master said that the legendary archmage of a hundred years ago was more evil than the other, and he had done everything to slaughter gods and demons, so there was no such that this group of arcane mad demons did not dare to do.

He didn't believe it at the time.

Now it seems that people are more popular than people.

Santis felt that his master's love for him was physical.

Do you look at people?

It's a mountain of fatherly love.

Right! Like a mountain, crush the most powerful enemies hidden behind the scenes into powder in advance, and then leave some miscellaneous pieces for the apprentice to practice, and even calculate the right amount of pressure. Obviously, as the lord wished, Downs unleashed his potential in the 'desperate situation' and successfully broke through through the promotion.

This reckoning...... Terrifying!

Just when Santis was brainstorming here, Downs noticed that his friend's abnormality was: "What are you doing here?" There's so much stuff here that I don't need! ”

"Oh! I'm coming. "Santis made up his mind to hold on to Downs's thriving 'little' legs.

Due to the long-term immersion in the magic of chaos, many things have been corroded to the point of disappearance, turning into scrap metal residue or something. But a strangely shaped staff, with its intense white aura, immediately attracted Downs's attention.

This 1.2 meter long staff is made of white wood, adorned with three silver hoops, and the top relief is a folded book.

Seeing this look, Downs' first reaction was the last regret he felt when he led the team to break into the Madeira Mage Tower.

[Between two points, the fold is the shortest!] 】

Master Wren said this sentence, and Downs estimated that he would have to remember it for the rest of his life.

Without a master, it is estimated that he would have been sandwiched into meat sauce like his predecessors who explored the mage tower.

Finding that Downs was staring at the origin of the staff, Santis stepped forward very intimately first and examined it carefully: "It should be fine, if there is a master-level magic trap, then it is not my strength." ”

"Hmm." Downs slowly stretched out his right hand, and an invisible wind erupted from his cuff, turning into a large hand, gently lifting the staff out of the waste and delivering it to him.

The moment he touched the White Wood Staff, Tang Si immediately confirmed the name of this staff through his perception [Rune Staff of Spirit Action]!