Wizard: Seeker of Infinite Planes

Chapter 189 The Tia Witch
In a sea forest shrouded in darkness, there are various candles floating on both sides of a long waterway. Through the candles, it seems that some people are holding these candles, but if you look carefully at these Underneath the candle are actually pieces of leaves.

This seemingly bizarre scene did not shake the group of people walking on the long waterway. On the calm sea, there was a young man with four extremely weird-looking weapons armed like heavy tanks. The same warrior, walking calmly on the water.

And behind them, a strange pirate with thick smoky makeup and walking forward on tiptoe was stepping hard on the sea surface and looking at the sea surface under his feet.

The other maintains a humble posture, wearing a slightly old but decent pirate suit, wearing a wide-brimmed hat with a feather on his head, and sitting on his shoulder is a monkey in a plaid suit.

Behind Taylor and the others was the old pirate Jack and Barbossa who had a new master.

There was a smile on Jack's face, but there was no joy in his eyes. He was forced to come to this place. To be honest, he would rather wait for the owner of this place to die slowly than find a monster to stimulate each other.

What if that nagging woman suddenly breaks the seal, regains her strength, adds a series of weird things such as betrayal, hurt by love, etc., suddenly goes crazy, and then drags that monster into it, then the sea will be destroyed. It's really over.

But don't let the era of ordinary people be over before it comes.

Barbossa on the side didn't care what Jack was thinking, he just kept teasing the little monkey on his shoulder.

The little monkey held an apple core in his hand, and kept gnawing it, as if he wanted to crush the apple core to eat something more delicious inside. Barbosa didn't bother the little monkey, but kept rubbing the monkey with his fingers. little brains.

Barbossa recalled that his whole life was full of burning, killing and looting, and when he turned around and took refuge in his master, he realized that he might only have this little monkey left.

He didn't have the slightest nostalgia for those former subordinates. He only hated Jack, his old enemy. Maybe now only this little monkey is his family.

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry, good boy, bite slowly, and be careful not to hurt your teeth."

Barbosa had a gentle face. When he saw the little monkey biting the apple core, he couldn't help reminding the little monkey in a low voice to pay attention to the teeth.

Taylor led Hawks on the sea where they were walking, and soon saw a tree house that was lit up and looked a bit tattered and somewhat makeshift.

He stopped in place and stood on the surface of the sea, letting the sea below flow continuously. He carefully looked at the tree house with his mental strength, but found that there seemed to be nothing related to the supernatural inside, and there was no sign of the supernatural, only a woman .

Is the other party a temptation?

Why can't the mental power perceive the traces of the opponent's power at all?

This made Taylor a little confused. Could it be that the legendary seal is so outrageous?The tokens of nine mortals, coupled with the betrayal of the lover, did they seal the person like this with a stab in the back?Lost any strength?

After feeling in his heart how thorough the seal of the nine pirate kings was, Taylor took a step into the tree house.

After reaching out to open the curtain made of countless small shells, an interior environment full of primitive style, like a tribal chief, came into Taylor's eyes.

There are all kinds of specimens, glass jars, earthen jars, earthen jars, and earthen jars. There are various skeletons, skulls, leg bones, etc. on the table, and there is a twisted toe beside it. twisted snake.

In the middle of the whole tree house, there is a branch of a big tree across the center. There are many pictures nailed to the branches of this big tree. Not far away is a simple bookshelf with books of various colors, and even scrolls and parchments. kind of stuff.

In this tree house, a kerosene lamp was hung every few steps, and the air was filled with a faint smell of kerosene. At this moment, the owner of the tree house lifted the curtain inside and walked in.

"Oh? What kind of guest came to this place of mine that was forgotten by the world, and let me see..."

Witch Tia, who greeted the guests, spoke, but was stunned when she raised her head.

In front of her, a young man wearing a white robe embroidered with a golden heptagram was staring straight at her with a pair of golden vertical pupils.

The witch couldn't help clenching her fists, and took two steps back slightly. She knew that her situation couldn't be worse now, and the other party obviously didn't have any good intentions when they came to the door.

In her line of sight, all she could see was a tyrannical, ferocious and powerful, three-headed golden dragon, covered in golden scales, staring at her like a king.

Those golden vertical pupils revealed the dignity of a king and endless tyranny, as if any enemy would be torn apart by him in front of him.

Do monsters like this still exist in this era?
Aren't all the dragons dead?Why is there another mutant?Looks pretty nasty.

At some point in the witch's hand, a small staff appeared. The staff was made of some kind of unknown bone, and it contained extremely small and weak magic factors.

Although she didn't know how this inexplicable shape-changing dragon found her, she would definitely not catch it without a fight.

In Taylor's eyes, the sloppy woman in front of her with black teeth and black mouth, who felt like she hadn't showered in more than ten years, had completely changed her image.

Through the thin seal effect, what Taylor can see is a "person" with azure skin, a characteristic face, a fish tail on the lower body, scales, fins and gills on both sides, similar to a Naga .

When Taylor saw the real body of the so-called witch who was aliased by the goddess of the sea, he began to admire Davy Jones in his heart.

This guy is really good at it, just look at the mouth that looks like a spinning turbine, and people will believe that it is the mouth of an octopus.

However, it seems that the goddess of the sea is not a human being, but an alien race.

Taylor's golden vertical pupils returned to their original shape, and there were two layers of other odors in his eyes looking at the witch, as if he was looking at some kind of anatomical material.

His favorite is the powerful alien race material.

Taylor stretched out a finger, swung a wind blade casually, lightly hit the witch's hand, and sent the bone scepter she just held flying out.

"You don't have to be too nervous, anyway, your end is certain, sit down and talk."

(End of this chapter)