Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 534: Is it okay to keep half?

"Poison, poison?"

Frank didn't dare to use those "cultivator" paths. It was due to the ability of the Earth Mother Goddess. He was worried that being affected by the aura left here would intensify his own chaos, so he could only take out the poisons he usually made and sprinkle them on the madness. On the black monster, the fighting process was extremely embarrassing.

Hearing Angel's words, he was stunned for a moment before murmuring in response.

"Yes, the most toxic one, the one produced by bacteria that can reproduce."

Angel added the request and looked into the distance. "Black Tulip" was quickly approaching the "Future", crossing the hull at a very close distance, and its artillery aimed again.

At the same time, the blue sea between the two sailboats quickly turned black, as if the space between them became an area that the omnipresent blazing sun could not reach.

In this dark space, translucent shadows and resentful souls with ferocious faces and strange shapes emerged from the sky, looking this way; on the sea surface, rotten living corpses floated, and they fluttered, making the sea water gradually boiling.

Then, these undead creatures charged towards the "Future" like a tide.

"boom--"

call--

"Of course you can, but it has to be injected into the body to be effective, so I haven't...you want to use that method?"

If she had not completely digested the "Pain" potion, she would not dare to experience the toxins personally and then spread them out. Even if she was lucky enough to do so, she would die from the spread of the poison.

"what?"

Snap, his feet landed on the ground. Klein held down his peaked cap with one hand, put a few talismans in his pocket with the other hand, and came to Ludwell.

"..."

Anderson picked up his dagger, leaned against the side of the ship, and looked at the huge black and green sailboat in the distance. At some point, a bronze door exuding death energy appeared out of thin air on the deck. Countless bloody arms inside grabbed outwards. Take it, each face opens its huge mouth, sucking in everything nearby.

Instantly, she felt a sharp pain in her right hand, then numbness and itching, like ants gnawing at her flesh, and finally, a senseless numbness.

Boom, boom.

Angel did not answer, but raised the test tube and looked at the liquid inside that seemed to be emitting a miserable green light. The spirituality spread from his fingertips and wrapped around the test tube. He was satisfied to find that this toxin can be spread by "disease".

The latter is reversing the effects of the "disease" and dispersing the toxins in his body. Although this biological toxin cultivated by the "toxin expert" is extremely toxic, it is docile under the power of the "disease" and quickly dissipates on its own. Angel's right arm, which had turned almost completely black, gradually returned to normal.

Amidst the silent roar, the black monsters waved their limbs and pounced on each survivor. Bursts of green light glowed on the surface of the dark and rotting bodies. They twitched, their limbs flexed and hugged their broken bodies. collapsed on the deck.

The fair skin of her right hand also quickly turned black with green color, spreading from the palm to the wrist, and then to the forearm.

Anderson murmured to himself as he looked at Klein who was jumping up and down, constantly using "Fire Jump" to avoid the sucking power.

The next second, these "hungry wolves" froze in place, and then looked in the direction they came from, towards the deck of the "Black Tulip".

Without hesitation, she crushed the test tube, letting the liquid spread in her palm, and then entered her body and blood through the skin scratched by the glass.

What a powerful toxin... Angel didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly spread the spirits, letting them carry this toxin across the entire deck of the "Future", carefully bypassing the pirates who were struggling and resisting in the hands of the monster, and integrated into each one. The body of a black monster.

Anderson kicked away the black monster burning with blazing flames. Seeing this, Anderson hurriedly crawled to the side of the ship, threw away the black dagger, stretched out his right hand, and pointed his five fingers forward.

But now that he has reached the peak of Sequence 5, Angel is confident that he can do it. Through first-hand experience, she quickly understood the effects of this toxin and how it could be spread through disease, inflicting the same "pain" on every enemy.

In less than ten seconds, even if they were cut into several pieces, the black monsters, which could quickly turn into more individuals, died quietly from the "disease".

Boom——

Anderson was speechless. He stretched out his foot and kicked the body of a black monster next to him. After discovering that they were indeed dead, he cautiously approached Angel.

He suddenly found Angel coming to his side, with a serious face, and asked:
"How far can your flame spear fly?"

Frank suddenly woke up halfway through his explanation, his eyes lit up, and he asked.

Dense footsteps sounded, the cannons on the "Black Tulip" were being manipulated, the skeletons and living corpses were loading cannonballs, and the shadows and resentful spirits hovering between the two ships were like seeing the only true love in this life, desperately He pounced on the copper whistle that exuded fatal attraction.

"This crazy adventurer... I thought he rushed there to die, but it turns out there is such a way..."

As the monster with the aura of the Earth Mother died, the long hair of the ordinary pirates on the deck finally stopped growing. The unlucky ones who were almost choked by their own nose hairs also gasped and recovered. They used both hands to remove the hair from their nostrils and mouths. He took out clumps of black hair.

The other party's reaction was beyond Anderson's expectation. He asked subconsciously, but found that his body was surrounded by countless invisible threads, and then tightly entangled.

In less than ten seconds, "Hell Admiral" Ludwell, who was originally surrounded by countless undead creatures, became the bare commander.

He murmured and looked back at the deck of the "Future". "Toxin expert" Frank was handing an extremely thin glass test tube to Angel. The latter took it and confirmed again:
"Can it handle these black monsters?"

The dark sea between the two sailboats was illuminated by the flames that kept emerging and extinguishing, making the eyes of countless resentful souls and living corpses staring at the "Future" light up like hungry wolves.

"That Gehrman Sparrow, can you hold on?"

Orange flames burst out from his fingertips and quickly condensed into firebirds. This was an ability that Angel had seen in Ms. D. But compared to the shepherds who herded the "Arsonist", the "Reaper" The control capabilities of these firebirds have obviously gone up a notch. They draw dazzling arcs in the air, meet the whizzing cannonballs, and detonate them with precise impact.

What a powerful toxin...

"Everyone, get ready to attack the 'Black Tulip'!"

There, a simple copper whistle bounced on the wooden board, rolled twice, stopped in place, and stopped moving.

"That's great."

Still by the window of the captain's cabin, Cattleya, who had just killed almost a third of the black monsters by herself, continued to issue orders. The stars beside her lit up one by one, activating the decks and sides of the "Future". The runes caused the ship to start quickly and approach the flagship of "Admiral Hell" at high speed.

"Me? You want me to fly over?" Anderson reacted instantly and shook his head violently, "It's too far. I can only fly half the distance at most."

Anderson, who was wiping the sweat from his forehead after intercepting a round of shells, breathed a sigh of relief.

Continuous gunfire sounded, and the second salvo of "Black Tulip" arrived first, like opening the way for the undead army, throwing countless shells at the "Future".

After pulling the "strongest hunter" backwards and tightening all the threads in front, Angel chuckled:
"Don't open your mouth."

"what?"

As soon as Anderson opened his mouth and uttered a single tone, he felt his body suddenly rush forward for a distance, and the silk thread was like a slingshot, ejecting him and flying towards the "Black Tulip" at a speed that could hardly be seen by others.

"what----"

He yelled subconsciously, but was forced into his mouth by the oncoming strong wind, causing him to scream like a human voice.

When the strong wind subsided, Anderson realized that he had arrived in the air between the two sailboats and had reached the farthest distance that his "flame spear" could fly. This crazy woman looks exactly like a crazy adventurer!
He complained, but did not delay. The scorching flames on his body ignited, integrated into a flame spear, and shot directly at the deck of the "Black Tulip".

At the same time, a handful of flames suddenly expanded at the tail of the spear, and Angel's figure appeared from it. After falling a few meters under the influence of gravity, it shot up again with a wave of flames and disappeared into the air.

The next second, the flame spear pierced the illusory bronze door, causing a scorching shock wave that shook the door. The arms and faces were also affected, and they shrank back into the darkness behind the door in fear. During this time, the suction force of the door weakened, and Klein, who had been sucked into the air by it and couldn't hold it down with his hat, took this opportunity to set foot on the ground again.

In the flames, the blond hunter Anderson held a black dagger in one hand and another incandescent fireball in the other hand, pointing at "Hell Admiral" Ludwell.

Beside him, Angel's purple eyes jumped out of the flames again and stared closely at the pirate general who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack the "Future", and all kinds of information about the other party emerged in his heart.

The leader of the seven pirate generals has a bounty of 55000 pounds in Loen alone;
Suspected to be related to the "Spiritual Cult", it is said to possess a ring left by the ancient god of death;

Bloodthirsty, but not as a hobby, just to throw more creatures into hell;

There are not many living people on the flagship "Black Tulip", and most of the work is done by his undead creatures.

The pirate general, who wore a three-cornered hat, a brown coat, a white shirt, white tights, and a silver mask on his face, with only his eyes, mouth and nose exposed, also looked at the new enemy in silence, and just pulled out He picked up the thin sword hanging on his waist, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly in the direction of Angel and Anderson.

Klein, whose peaked cap had disappeared, moved a few steps, got closer to the two reinforcements, and stood on opposite sides of the deck with "Admiral Hell".

He opened his mouth, but what came out of his mouth was not Rune language, but obscure and extremely harsh words.

This is his "Fire" glove that steals the opponent's ability, "Words of the Dead".

As words containing power aimed at spiritual bodies echoed on the deck, Ludwell's body became stiff, and a translucent layer of spiritual bodies with a similar shape to his appearance appeared on the surface.

His spirit is being pulled out of his body!
Taking this as an attack signal, Anderson suddenly threw out the fireball in his hand, while Angel held the bone blade and quickly approached the opponent under the pull of the silk thread.

At this time, a black square ring worn by Ludwell emitted a faint light. This deep light quickly covered his spirit body that was almost dragged out of his body, and pulled it back into his body. His stiff body also Back to normal again.

call--

This ring also seems to have reactivated the bronze door that no longer absorbs external things after being attacked by the flame spear, causing it to suddenly expand to twice its original size. Countless babies' faces once again appeared in the darkness inside, opening their mouths. Absorbing everything around it.

Whoosh, the repeatedly compressed incandescent fireball rubbed Ludwell's body, turned a corner and was sucked into the door, disappearing silently.

The pirate general waved the black rapier in his hand and faced Angel, who was flying quickly.

Ping, ping, ping.

Continuous metal collisions sounded, and within a second, the two people's weapons came into contact several times at a speed that was difficult for others to see clearly. The black on the rapier became dim, and the blade of the "Sword of the Dawn" touched for the first time. A gap appeared, and tiny bone fragments flew between the two of them.

This was the first time Angel failed to gain an advantage in a melee attack.

"Admiral Hell" seemed to be even more surprised than she was. He looked at the rapier in his hand with some doubts, and then he drew up another sword flower. The tip of the sword made two false movements like lightning, and then stabbed for the third time. Between Angel's neck.

As he expected, the stunned blond woman was attracted by his fake action with her eyes wide open, and she was stabbed in the throat with a sword.

But in the next moment, the figure in front of him turned into countless illusory fragments with a "crash" sound. The real Angel's figure appeared behind him, with streaks of black flames and ice spears emerging from the air.

What, she is a witch?

The expression behind Ludwell's silver mask froze.

I almost lost to a witch in swordsmanship?
boom--

At the moment when he was stunned, a thick pillar of sacred light fell from the sky. The target was not the "Hell Admiral" who had exposed his flaws after the attack, but the bronze door above his head that opened wider and wider.

Klein opened his hands and embraced the blazing sun, letting the "holy light" quickly purify the weird arms and baby faces inside the bronze door, causing them to almost stop all movements.

Not far away, Anderson once again condensed a huge fireball. The flames were restrained and quickly turned from orange to incandescent. The temperature made Ludwell, who was more than ten meters away, feel hot all over.

No, it's not the heat of the fire...

Suddenly, the pirate general felt itchy in his throat and coughed non-stop. What he coughed up was not phlegm, but thick blood.

At the same time, his exposed skin continued to turn black, and violent toxins circulated in every blood vessel in his body, rapidly destroying the body's functions.

She is... the "pain" witch?
Ludwell reacted instantly.

Besides the "Star Admiral", how come there are three Extraordinaries of the same level on the "Future"!
After understanding this, he immediately made a decision, suddenly opened his mouth, and let out a silent scream through the silver mask.

The fireball thrown by Anderson, the spell thrown by Klein, and the ice and black flames of Angel were all briefly frozen in the air, unable to move forward at all.

And Ludwell suddenly took off the mask on his face. Behind it was not a human face, but a pale light. It spurted out, combined with the eerie light emitted by the black ring on his left hand again, and shot into the bronze. Inside the gate.

The door expanded again, became wider and taller, and its diameter soon exceeded thirty meters. Its position also changed slightly, and it came to the sea in front of the "Black Tulip".

This is like a door to hell, with the sea as its base, and the interior is deep and quiet.

In front of its door, the "Black Tulip" quickly sailed inward as if being pulled by an invisible force.

Ten meters, twenty meters.

In the blink of an eye, half of the ship had entered the bronze door, and the invisible pressure emanating from the door made the three people on the deck feel a little palpitated.

If you go in together, something bad might happen!
Anderson was the first to react. He turned back without hesitation and jumped directly from the side of the ship into the sea below.

Klein lit the match on the "Azik Bronze Whistle" and used the flame jump to retrieve his treasure.

Angel reluctantly looked at the "Admiral of Hell" worth 55000 pounds. The latter stood at the bow of the ship and put on the silver mask again. At the eye openings of the mask, two pale flames looked towards this side. People just stared at each other across the entire deck.

"You can run away from people, but you can also run away from boats?"

Angel chuckled, reached into his pocket, and took out the "disaster" charm that lost its power in the dream and was reactivated through her blood.

Even a day ago, after two exhausting battles, her spirituality did not support using this terrifyingly powerful spell again.

But now, she is a witch who has completely digested the Sequence 5 magic potion and stepped into the realm of demigods.

"Disaster."

As if saying goodbye to the "Admiral of Hell", Angel said softly, and smoothly threw out the dark red talisman, letting it roll a few times on the deck and get stuck in the gaps in the wooden boards.

She herself took a few steps back, opened her hands, jumped over the side of the ship upside down, and floated gently to the sea.

In front of the "Future", which raised its sails and quickly approached this side, all the artillery had been loaded and was waiting to order the attack. The half of the "Black Tulip"'s hull that had not yet entered the bronze gate collapsed as if it had been decaying for thousands of years. .

(End of this chapter)