my avatar drama

Chapter 296
Jeffrey was forced to wash the disgusting sauce off his body in the dark.

But it may be a psychological effect, no matter how much he washes, he still feels that there is still a strange smell on his body.

This is not only a damage to the sense of smell, but also a mental damage!

He put on his clothes while cursing in a low voice, and walked back with wet footprints.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a voice in his ear.

It was different from the headache-causing sound of scales rubbing against each other and the sound of some sharp sea waves. It was more ethereal and melodious, like an invisible but powerful ocean current beneath the surface of the sea.

This sound gave Jeffrey the illusion that he was like a small fish caught in the ocean current.

But soon, a violent emotion from the heart emerged spontaneously, breaking the peace that did not belong to him.

Irritable, confused, the world in front of me is tilted, everything seems to be falling in different directions...

Jeffrey stared blankly at this scene, then bit the tip of his tongue suddenly.

He quickly recovered from his brief absence, and then saw the dark red particles floating down from his body gradually dissipate.

The originally relaxed expression gradually became dignified.

Empty spirit... destroyed!
The spiritual hints used by the Fallen Brotherhood to maintain emotional stability are independent of most mental attacks, and even many tricks such as hallucinations are difficult to break through this level of spirit.

Brotherhood Hunters sustain themselves.

But at the moment when he heard that strange voice, the lack of energy automatically became invalid.

No, it cannot be said that the lack of spirit automatically fails.

It was Jeffrey himself who relaxed his body and mind in an instant and handed himself over to that voice. That's why the empty spirit lost his mental support and automatically became invalid.

This is impossible.

He subconsciously thought so.

But it doesn't make sense, he doesn't even know when he mastered this empty spirit, so how can he be sure that it won't be bypassed.

And it doesn't matter whether he believes it or not.

Jeffrey broke away from the shock and immediately tried to find the source of the sound.

But it was similar to when he saw the sea monster for the first time on the sea, those voices seemed to appear directly in his mind, and he couldn't find anything no matter how hard he looked.

Anxiety enveloped his heart, and Jeffrey hurried towards the residence.

At this moment, he saw what the island natives seemed to be doing.

At night, a few scattered villagers were dragging something under the faint light of the fire. They talked in low voices, and finally transported the dragged things towards the jungle behind the village.

That is……

Jeffrey was still in a trance because of the shock just now, but as a Brotherhood Hunter, he still realized what those things were in the first place.

"Corpse." Jeffrey confirmed in his heart.

Obviously a human corpse.

Living in the Sunken Sky Islands, he is very familiar with this kind of thing.

The question is, where did the body come from?
Jeffrey subconsciously looked in the direction of the residence of the crew of the Submarine Volcano.

In the middle of the night, the island villagers who seemed to be quite enthusiastic during the day suddenly began to secretly haul corpses from nowhere.

At this time, he vaguely heard the sound of weapons clashing from a distance, and he immediately sneaked over.

Then I saw the short and strong man who came to test Luo Xi's tone before, who was being besieged by several villagers!

These villagers seem to be well-trained, their steps are light, and their attack angles are often very tricky. That man should be a good fighter, but he was suppressed by several people.

Seeing this scene, Jeffrey also immediately understood that these "villagers" were definitely not normal.

And the more shocking thing is yet to come.

Although the strong man was injured, his movements did not appear to be sluggish. Even in times of crisis, he had a tendency to become more courageous as he fought. The sword in his hand kept dancing, and the attacks approaching from any angle around him bounced off one by one.

"I just said that the appearance of Ailantu is not right. Who are you? Why did you invade this village!" The man forced the people around him back, and the two sides fell into a brief stalemate. The man took this opportunity to shout.

These "villagers" didn't have any intention of answering anything, they started to pray one after another, and at the same time cut their flesh with sharp instruments, bleeding out.

The sound of prayers became one, and under their arousal, the blood burned directly, and the bright yellow flame was mixed with black impurities, carrying an ominous meaning.

"Fire of false gods! You are members of false gods!" The man widened his eyes that had been staring.

The prayers stopped abruptly, and flames turned into long whips and whipped towards the man.

The man gritted his teeth, took out a small blood bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the cap and sprinkled it all on his sword.

Moist moisture emerged from the handle of the knife, and at the same time, strange scales appeared on the blade, and the originally delicate sword suddenly became strange.

The saber slashed quickly, and the dark blue water vapor drew a brilliant trajectory in the night, intertwined with the fire whip.

Tick.

Jeffrey was continuing to watch when he suddenly felt movement behind him, and he turned sideways to avoid being stabbed by a spear.

He has been found!
"Guest, it's not a good boy to stay up so late." The "village" holding a spear in front of him was taller than the average villager, and he was not so dull. He even wanted to say hello to Jeffrey.

Jeffrey had an impression of this big man. He was helping other people in the village to move things in the morning. His limbs were slender and powerful, but his face was really ugly.

"I still prefer your honest appearance during the day." Jeffrey stepped back, subconsciously digging out of his pocket, but found nothing, and realized that he didn't carry a gun in this script.

But he didn't bring that clothes-horse with him, carrying that kind of thing behind his back would only make him more eye-catching.

The opponent's spear suddenly stabbed again, and Jeffrey waved his hand to try to slap it away.

Bang!
The spear was successfully deflected.

Jeffrey was overjoyed. The opponent looked scary, but fortunately, this body could reach a very good level after being blessed with his ether energy.

Even if it is a bit shabby compared to the blessing of his ability, it is enough for something like strength.

Jeffrey went back and forth with the opponent holding a spear with his bare hands.

The opponent turned out to be well-trained. At first, he was surprised by Jeffrey's quality, but soon became serious, and Jeffrey couldn't take advantage of it all at once.

Jeffrey was looking for an opportunity, but the ugly man in front of him didn't intend to delay.

He began to pray in his mouth, and the opponent jumped up, his tall figure flipped vigorously in the air, and the spear flew out.

Stab it!

No bloodletting was seen, but the opponent's spear still ignited that ominous flame during the piercing process!
In an instant, both the physical impact and the lethality on a special level are rising steadily, invincible!

Geoffrey reached out and raised his hand quickly.

The ugly man with smooth movements forcibly ended his smooth posture, and his whole body suddenly rose until he hit a thick branch.

The flame from the spear ignited the leaves, and in an instant the whole tree was ablaze.

And the other trees connected to this tree, and even the forest, began to burn.

Seeing this scene, Jeffrey immediately turned around and ran away. He had no intention of fighting. Finding a large army is the right way now!

And he had just walked out a few steps when he saw a building explode on the spot, and many "villagers" flew out backwards, with various wounds on their bodies, and all of them were bloody.

The inside of that building was also burning, and the figure walking out of it held the "long stick" in its backhand and walked slowly with its back to the flames. Those evil and ominous flames became his foil at this moment.

Under this atmosphere, Jeffrey couldn't help being stunned for a while.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you want me to send you the weapon?" After hearing the familiar rough voice, Jeffrey reacted.

Isn't this the second pair of clothes, Mr. Gan!

That mighty "long stick" is just a clothes rail!
The other party came to Jeffrey, and handed him a clothes-horse to Jeffrey.

"Mr. Second Officer, can you mass-produce such a good weapon?" Jeffrey subconsciously asked the question in his heart.

"If you do it casually, you can only change a clothes drying pole that is about the same level as my femur, but give me some raw materials and process it a little bit, and I can make better ones. For example, the two you and I have are killed by the captain. Made from the remains of the master of the sea area. It’s just for you to try! But cherish it too!”

Jeffrey nodded with mixed feelings.

He was just thinking.

This clothes-horse can almost hit a considerable number of armed people he knows.

Although it may be insufficient in terms of special functionality.

But it's just a clothes rail!
(End of this chapter)