I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Inside the slave ship's hold, the prisoners were orderly queuing to receive their food and water.

Recently, the crew members on the outside had been secretly procuring extra food and water. More than that, these basic crew members would also try to obtain sea beasts rich in magical essence and life essence.

If they failed to get sea beasts on any given day, the crew members would give up their own food, going hungry themselves.

With sufficient nutrition, the prisoners' bodies had mostly recovered. As long as the shackles of original sin were unlocked, and they drank a bottle of magic recovery potion, they could start fighting.

Dagma, the leader of the Three-Headed Serpent, probably never imagined that there was a second Tier 2 wizard on this slave ship. Even more unexpected was the sophistication of her mental control magic. So many lower-level crew members had fallen for it, yet he hadn't noticed.

The Southern Territory's forces indeed underestimated the wizards of the Eastern Territory. The average level of Eastern Territory wizards might be far inferior to that of the Southern Territory, but their magical theory was unmatched by the South.

Not only was the Eastern Territory's magical theory far superior, but their research into gods was also far beyond what the South could achieve.

This was because in the South, contact with 'heretical magical theories (true magic)' and the study of gods were forbidden.

Therefore, in the eyes of Eastern Territory wizards, the Southern wizards weren't even considered wizards, but merely apprentices!

—The Southern gods were considered true wizards.

In terms of combat, everyone on this ship combined wouldn't be a match for Dagma, because he could borrow the power of a god.

But when it came to magical theory, he really couldn't compare.

Let alone comparing black magic with a Bloodless Wizard.

Even if Bloodless Wizards were often bullied by Black Abyss Wizards, they were still proper Twilight Wizards. Placing in the top five in the Eastern Territory.

Therefore, when it came to magic, Dagma, who had relied on gods to reach his current position, really couldn't compare to these Bloodless Wizards who had walked their own path step by step.

Interestingly, even in terms of discipline, the prisoners being managed by the Bloodless Wizard were better behaved than Dagma's Three-Headed Serpent pirates.

In fact, the discipline of these pirates was much more lax than imagined—almost nonexistent!

This slave ship was in chaos, relying entirely on Dagma, this mid-Tier 2 big shot, and a portion of elite Three-Headed Serpent wizards to maintain order.

Therefore, once their magic was suppressed by the prisoners, it would all be for nothing.

Not to mention fighting, even these shackles of original sin were enough to render all the prisoners helpless.

If this were in a laboratory at the Tower, most of the people present could spend some time figuring out the intricacies of these Three-Headed Serpent's shackles of original sin.

After all, the prisoners present were all traitors, all elites.

Many had even researched them before. They knew what tools to use and what tricks to employ to unlock the shackles.

But they had no tools in their hands, not even magic power.

Of course, even if everyone unlocked their shackles of original sin, the ensuing battle would still be very difficult.

The Three-Headed Serpents were not only very powerful at sea, but they also outnumbered the prisoners by four to one.

Not to mention anything else, even without the ship, the proper Three-Headed Serpent wizards could survive on this vast ocean.

If pushed to the extreme, they could simply destroy the ship, and all the prisoners would die.

Belinda was currently discussing the next steps with her confidantes. She felt very uncertain and could be said to have placed all her bets on Roland's side.

Of course, originally, she had placed her bets on 'Lawrence,' this saint.

Now she could only bet on the Twilight side.

Belinda shook her head and said, "Vera, the methods you're thinking of are useless. You haven't fought against true Southern wizards, and you don't understand them.

No matter how clever our methods are, to 'God-favored ones' like Dagma, they're just petty tricks.

If it's about escaping, I'm very confident. But this is the sea, and we can only fight them to the death.

We can't defeat them on our own. We have to rely on the Black Abyss Baron's team."

Speaking of this, Belinda couldn't help but sigh inwardly. If the blood in these 'Holy Blood Wizards' bodies hadn't withered, making it impossible to use the means of the mystical side, how could she have been reduced to a state where she couldn't even unlock her handcuffs?

Although they might not be able to defeat Dagma, they could at least talk to Dagma.

One confidante said, "We don't ask for anything else, as long as the Black Abyss Baron brings some 'Holy Blood' that allows us to use our true methods, we can at least increase our chances of winning by twenty percent!"

Another confidante gritted her teeth secretly, her tone filled with resentment: "Damn Black Abyss Wizards, they joined forces with that evil god to take away our Holy Blood Principle, making us beg them even to use our own power now!"

A hint of resentment also flashed in Belinda's eyes, but it soon turned into helplessness.

This group of people was clearly crazy.

They thought they were originally 'Holy Blood Wizards'!

That Roland and Heraka had joined forces to take away their Holy Blood Principle, turning them into 'Bloodless Wizards'—the Holy Blood had withered, so they became Bloodless.

But in fact, no one had taken away their 'Holy Blood Principle.' The so-called Holy Blood Principle referred to the 'divine powers' they had cultivated on the 'Path of Truth,' that is, mystical means.

But they had never cultivated the 'Path of Holy Blood'!

What they cultivated was the Path of Bloodlessness!

This Path of Bloodlessness was a unique path of truth developed based on the Bloodless Baron's research. Normally speaking, this was a path of truth developed by the wizard himself, and even if the Bloodless Baron died, the truth would still exist.

But there was a problem with the path of truth they had researched. The Bloodless Baron had secretly played tricks.

They had researched the Path of Truth based on the 'Bloodless God Statue.' This Bloodless God Statue was haunted, and the things they researched had some problems.

They thought they were walking on the Path of Truth, but in fact, this Path of Truth was mixed with some elements of the Path of Faith.

Therefore, Bloodless Wizards were essentially similar to Dagma, both being God-favored ones! Not proper wizards. The only difference was that the Bloodless Wizards' magic power belonged to themselves, while Dagma's everything came from God.

The former still had their own power without gods, and their realm wouldn't disappear.

The latter would have nothing once they lost their god.

However, although the realm was still there, many 'divine powers' could no longer be used. Because every time they used 'Holy Blood,' the Bloodless Baron would have to move a finger.

Now that the Bloodless Baron was dead and Heraka ignored them, many methods naturally couldn't be used.

If they wanted to be the same as before, it was very simple—research the 'Holy Blood Heraka God Statue,' walk their path of truth again, and correct the mistakes.

As Roland said, the Bloodless Wizards deeply resented Roland.

And among them, 'Miss Belinda' had a very, very deep resentment towards Roland, one could say she was the one who resented him the most.

However, from the moment she chose to become Belinda, she had already resolved to betray her past. She had chosen to become a traitor to her family.

And the current situation forced her to become someone who lived under someone else's roof, so she could only listen to the Black Abyss.

This double agent was clearly different from that 'Windysha' by Roland's side, her bottom line was very flexible.

When she split her soul and left this body that had nothing to do with gods, she had foreseen today's ending.

It's just that she thought the Bloodless Baron would win, not that kid and the god behind him.

She lost, and she accepted her loss wholeheartedly.

Therefore, as long as there were enough benefits, she could even sell her ass to her enemies!

No, there were no enemies, she had no enemies!

As long as she could get the true Path of Truth, she would have finally achieved her wish after going around in circles!

Therefore, after learning about the 'Six Earls of Holy Blood,' she chose to join.

This was not because her family was still alive, so there was hope, but because as long as her clansmen could live well on the Black Abyss side, then she could also live well.

She might even have the opportunity to obtain the 'Path of Holy Blood'!

But she wanted to confirm.

Who knew if there were any members of her family on the Black Abyss side?

The ship's hold suddenly became noisy, and Belinda raised her head and frowned, asking, "What's all the noise over there again?"

The confidantes stood up and craned their necks to look over there, discovering that it was the Black Abyss Baron's puppet causing the commotion.

Seeing that it was that side causing the commotion again, the confidantes couldn't help but reveal strange expressions.

Several people said:

—"Matriarch, these days, people have been saying that 'Sir Lawrence' has spiders crawling in his stomach."

—"Well, and the music is making me a little dizzy."

—"Presumably, they've been cooped up in this cramped space for too long and have started to go crazy. You know, the people on this ship, whether they are members of the Twilight Council or not, have some knowledge of the magic of the Twilight Council and the Black Abyss School."

The confidante's words were very euphemistic. To put it bluntly, the people on this ship were all a little crazy.

Belinda, who had been lying on the hammock, sat up halfway and looked over there with a strange expression.

Many of the prisoners over there were making noise and behaving strangely.

Belinda's expression became even stranger.

In fact, this kind of thing hadn't just started today, but it seemed a little serious today.

Suddenly, Belinda noticed the straw Little Roland, discovering that that guy didn't seem to have any abnormalities. He was just covering his ears.

But a closer look would reveal that he had something stuffed in his ears and his face was pale, as if he were enduring some kind of painful noise.

Clearly, the concert that Roland and the others were putting on in the Snake Ring had reached the cabin.

And it wasn't just for a day or two.

Little Roland was the first to bear the brunt, unbearably annoyed.

Belinda and the others were farther away and had taken potions beforehand, so they didn't have any major problems.

In fact, due to the isolation of the Snake Ring, the sound that came out was not very noticeable.

Therefore, the prisoners in the cabin had not yet experienced any major problems, only feeling inexplicably irritable, dizzy, suffering from insomnia, and having nightmares.

Today, these people began to experience some hallucinations, always feeling that there were many spiders in the cabin.

Belinda's face became grave. She suspected that Roland and the others might be doing something that was affecting their teammates.

She stood up and had her subordinates gather the prisoners together to discuss the matter.

Her purpose was not to discuss anything with these people, but to distract everyone's attention.

Belinda suspected that 'spiders' were a kind of 'anchor point' anchored in the lower world. If one were to dwell on spiders, their consciousness would sink into the 'deep sea of the lower world,' and something would go wrong.

Belinda believed that the Eastern Territory would never leave this group of traitors alive. They were different from her and the others; they were utter witch traitors, and all of them were unscrupulous scum. They held important secrets and must not be allowed to leave this ship alive.

But the upcoming battle still needed these people.

There were already so few people. If they went crazy during the battle, or even went crazy now, then what was the point of fighting!

To anchor these people's SAN, Belinda brought out the Twilight Princess.

She deceived these people just like Roland had deceived her in the beginning.

She told them that after the destruction of Bloodbone Fortress, some Holy Blood Warlocks had defected to the Twilight Princess in order to survive.

She herself was actually someone sent by the Twilight Princess.

Her purpose in coming here was not to save these people, but to kill them.

Upon hearing this, the prisoners were shocked.

Some people immediately burst into curses—some of these people who cursed on the spot knew that their crimes were unforgivable. Some were just fools who joined in the cursing.

In an instant, the more than two hundred people in the slave cabin were vaguely divided into three groups.

The Bloodbone Warlocks were one group, those who felt they were doomed were another, and those who were wavering and fantasizing about defecting back to Twilight were the third.

In any case, no one was dwelling on the damn spider thing anymore.

In the chaotic crowd, someone sneered, "Belinda, most of the traitors have already been taken away by that dog Saladin. Even you have been put in Original Sin Shackles and become slaves. Don't tell me this is all part of your plan."

Belinda said, "You're right, something unexpected did happen, and the mission can no longer be completed.

But as I said before, the Original Sin Shackles cannot restrain us.

Before the Three-Headed Serpents discover us, we can still forcibly transform into Holy Blood and perish together with most of you. This is exactly what the Twilight Council wants to see most.

But we don't want to die, and the Twilight Princess doesn't want her confidants to be cannon fodder for nothing.

I can make a decision and promise that as long as we can successfully escape, we will let some of you live and give you the opportunity to pledge allegiance to the Twilight Princess.

However, some of you must die."

As she spoke, Belinda looked coldly at some of the individuals who had been shouting the loudest earlier.

She said with a smile, "That's right, you are on the blacklist. If the people on this ship want to survive, they have to hand over a few of you."

Blacklist... Where did the blacklist come from?

Belinda herself didn't know who should die and who shouldn't.

But some people assumed they were on it.

Some people quietly began to move away from that area.

The faces of the people in that area immediately became a little ugly as they saw the people around them moving away.

One of the guys who assumed he was on the list shouted, "You idiots! Do you think they only plan to hand over a few of us? You yourselves know what you traded with the Southerners! You'll all die after you help her!"

Belinda smiled and said, "That's right, you yourselves know what stupid things you've done. But I don't know... Everyone is disguised, I don't know who is who.

I only know that among these two hundred people, some are my people, people who escaped with my sister 'Vera'—these people are not spies, they simply offended their Rabbi, or offended some people in the Council, before boarding the ship.

I also know that some people's mistakes are not that big. They helped me turn the tide in this matter, so they have the opportunity to see the Princess and earn themselves a broad future."

In Belinda's words, the people in that area became fewer and fewer. By the time she finished speaking, there were only twenty or so people left.

Among these twenty or so people, there were still a dozen who hesitated and wanted to leave, but the people around them had already surrounded them all, and were looking at them with fierce eyes.

The leader among these twenty or so people laughed angrily and said, "Fools, fools! Even those Bloodbone Warlocks don't know if the Twilight Council will eventually let them go, yet you still stand with them. You won't survive, at most ten of you will be let go by the Twilight Council!"

Before he finished speaking, someone next to him directly attacked, but not the people on Belinda's side, but him!

In an instant, these twenty or so people actually broke out into a chaotic battle!

Just as Belinda said, they had no bottom line!

To survive, for profit, they would do anything.

This wasn't the first time they had betrayed.

Indeed, as the previous prisoner said, this betrayal was very stupid.

But when they first betrayed the Eastern Territory for profit and sided with the South, they made a very stupid decision.

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So, this group of double agents were no longer just doing stupid things.

On this ship, there were many, many stupid and bad people. Anyone who could be saved had already been taken away by Saladin.

Ironically, these twenty or so people were fighting among themselves, while the others watched coldly without intervening.

These twenty or so people were clearly wearing Original Sin Shackles, yet they were still able to use two killing moves. Although the power was greatly reduced, everyone wasn't even wearing magic robes and couldn't resist the magic spells with magic power. After being touched by that evil curse, they would immediately melt and roll on the ground screaming.

Before long, only seven or eight of these twenty or so people were left.

These people were covered in wounds, some with their hands and feet broken by the evil curse. Like wounded and ferocious beasts, they held their companions' heads and looked at Belinda in silence.

They were gambling!

Belinda waved her hand, and the onlookers coldly raised their hands. Under the many magic spells, the remaining seven or eight people were torn to pieces, their bodies exploding into clouds of blood mist, leaving only their heads.

The prisoners counted the heads, and someone asked, "Belinda, are these twenty or so enough?"

Belinda sneered, "Of course not enough. Are so many of you purely wizards fleeing for your lives? I can only save up to thirty people. How many of the remaining people can survive depends on your own performance and the Princess's intentions."

As soon as these words came out, some people breathed a sigh of relief. These people had been very close to the Bloodbone Warlocks these days and thought they were definitely among the thirty people.

The faces of the remaining people were a little gloomy, but they all seemed to be determined to fight for it.

After all, the moment they boarded this ship, they had no choice.

Either go to that Shepherd's farm, spit out all the secrets, and then die.

Or follow Belinda and gamble for leniency.

Belinda's sister, Vera, smiled and said, "Don't worry, this ship has sailed so far, and there are no Naga escorts after taking the ship, and there are only so many supplies, so it will eventually have to sail south. By then, if any brothers and sisters want to leave, and the person in charge isn't here, can we people who handle things below force you to stay?

Can we honestly say how many people were originally on the ship, and how many people left?"

Many people's eyes lit up and they expressed their attitude.

—With these words from the Bloodbone Warlocks, that's enough! We brothers will definitely fight desperately next!

These sisters, one playing the black face and the other the white face, managed to slightly unite this large pile of loose sand.

But Belinda's face was very solemn.

Too many traitors had appeared in the Bloodbone family under her rule.

She understood these traitors too well and knew that they would definitely not fight hard next!

They only joined the team to survive, how could they possibly fight desperately?

Besides, the dead can still be used to hand over heads! Whoever rushes forward desperately will be an idiot!

In this situation, it would be a miracle to take this ship.

Therefore, when the real action comes next, some means must be used to force these people to fight desperately.

That's right, for Belinda, a lack of unity was not a big deal.

The Bloodbone family had always been a disunited force, but wasn't it still firmly controlled in her hands?

Many people knew that they would eventually become prisoner seeds, but didn't they still desperately pledge allegiance?

These people would listen.

Rubbing her forehead, Belinda felt her headache ease a lot. She instructed her subordinates to assign tasks to the prisoners, not allowing them to be idle.

She returned to her hammock, elegantly lay down, and observed the crowd below. She noticed that the people's condition was much better than before.

They really needed to vent, otherwise, they would be driven crazy by that sound.

What on earth is that lunatic doing?

How much longer will he take?

In a few more days, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on!

Just then, Belinda suddenly noticed that in the corner near Little Roland, there were nine more people!

Little Roland smiled and led those people over.

The tall and handsome, seemingly very hateful guy, was naturally Baron Black Abyss.

The other eight women were Baron Black Abyss's team.

But the leader was not Baron Black Abyss, but a Second-Order Witch.

Seeing the face of that witch, many Bloodless Warlocks were shocked, and they all knelt on one knee, crying with excitement -- Baron Black Abyss didn't lie!

We can survive, we can survive!

But Belinda's pupils suddenly shrank, and a very strange expression appeared on her face.

Her sister, Vera, was also stunned for a long time.

Vera rubbed her eyes, looked at the leading witch, and then looked at her sister 'Belinda.' A very strange expression appeared on her face.

Compared to other continents, the Eastern Territory's wizards have retained the most complete inheritance.

According to rumors, many great schools record secret techniques on how to deal with gods, and even how to contain them!

Therefore, in the eyes of Southerners, Eastern Territory wizards are very troublesome, and among these troublesome wizards, the Twilight Council wizards of the Eastern Territory are the most troublesome.

In some legends, even the legend of the Council Wizards' immortality circulates.

In a widely circulated story in the South, a wizard who fled to the South, whose name is unknown, once divided his soul into seven parts and left seven bodies.

Each piece of soul could revive him once, and each body even walked a different Path of Truth!

The Holy See and the White Wizards had been hunting him down, but he had escaped from his enemies' hands several times.

Rumor has it that he even deceived God.

It wasn't until the Southern Heresy Inquisition inadvertently tried an unnamed Black Wizard that they discovered from his soul that he was actually that person, that he had never died!

This unlucky fellow finally died, because his last body was just a wizard apprentice, so he died at the hands of the Inquisition's small fries.

But this incident caused a major earthquake in the South, and they truly understood how troublesome the wizards on the mysterious side were.

Some believers even began to believe the rumors that wizards defeated the gods in ancient times.

Countess Ventisha Saber of Bloodless Fort, although only Second-Order, is far inferior to the elders. But in this Eastern Territory, she is almost known to everyone, even more famous than many elders!

As everyone knows, after the incident at Bloodless Fort, she has been missing ever since.

Some say that in the 'Holy Blood Church' that day, the Bloodless Warlocks tried to summon their 'Holy Blood God, Heraca' to trade with it, but they were eventually swallowed by the god.

Some people believe that Countess Ventisha actually escaped.

Others believe that she couldn't have left no backup plans before trading with the god.

In any case, Countess Ventisha is now standing in front of them. And judging from her younger appearance, this is definitely a new body!

The Bloodless Warlocks could not mistake their mistress. The moment they knelt on the ground, all the prisoners knelt on the ground and cried with excitement.

Some even shouted excitedly, 'Eternal life to His Majesty the Thousand-Eyed Holy King,' etc. -- Even Ventisha, such a traitorous leader, was spared, so we must also be granted amnesty!

We're saved, we're really saved now!

With no more worries, everyone's confidence in defeating the three-headed serpent, which outnumbered them several times, greatly increased.

Now we finally have a Second-Order Witch on our side!

And she is a senior senator of the Twilight Council!

Having such a backbone is really inspiring.

Everyone was very excited, especially the Bloodless Warlocks.

No one could understand the feelings of the Bloodless Warlocks -- as long as we follow our mistress, we, the fugitives, can go home!

The prisoners were very excited, especially the Bloodless Warlocks, who were crying so hard that they were about to faint.

Belinda and her sister Vera also looked excited.

But the smiles on their faces seemed a little stiff.

As 'Ventisha' and Roland walked over, Belinda and her good sister secretly exchanged glances several times. Their eyes were filled with the word 'dumbfounded'.

Just then, the leading Miss Ventisha suddenly froze in place. She looked at the Bloodless Witch opposite her, her body swaying slightly, as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Then, she disregarded her image and rushed over to hug her good sister. She sobbed and cried with joy.

Perhaps because she was too excited, she couldn't even speak clearly.

The Bloodless Witch hugged her sister Ventisha and forced a stiff smile at Baron Black Abyss behind her.

She said, "Thank you for His Majesty the Thousand-Eyed Holy King's pardon, thank you for Her Highness Princess Catherine's grace, thank you for the help of 'Terror Baron (Roland's true title, from Straw Town)' Your Excellency. My sisters are finally reunited."

Roland's smile was even stiffer than the Bloodless Witch's.

Because Miss Ventisha was hugging Vera!

Roland looked at 'Belinda' not far away, and then looked at the strange witch (Vera) that Miss Ventisha was hugging, and the dumbfoundedness on his face was no less than 'Belinda's'!

When Roland and 'Ventisha' were in the snake ring, they had talked.

Ventisha believed that the leader must be her own sister Vera, because the two had a plan beforehand. Once Baron Bloodless's plan failed, Vera would immediately take something and flee to the South.

As for what it was, Ventisha remembered that it should be something very, very important.

But she didn't have this memory. Or rather, when she did this, in order to prevent Baron Bloodless from knowing about it, she specially washed away this memory with 'Water of the River Styx'.

Vera is a Bloodless Witch in the late First Order. If Ventisha left her some treasure, it's possible that she recently advanced.

In addition, the number of these Bloodless Warlocks is so large, it is obvious that they were deliberately gathered on the road by someone.

Therefore, Roland determined that the true identity of Belinda, the leader of this group of Bloodless Warlocks, was most likely 'Vera'.

But she is not Vera.

So... who exactly is Belinda?

Seeing Roland looking over in confusion, Belinda turned her head away and didn't say a word.

Roland rubbed his forehead, he was too lazy to care about these things now.

In the Bloodless family, even the damn 'Ventisha' has joined the party, although it's a fake, but she hates me more than the real one!

So, whoever Belinda is doesn't matter anymore.

The most important thing right now is to escape from here.

And before the action, there are some things that must be explained to everyone. After all, singing hymns and singing here in a while will definitely look a bit strange.

Moreover, it may attract external disturbances in a while, and these things require the cooperation of the prisoners.

Therefore, he must carefully explain many things to everyone.

Thinking of this, Roland immediately threw the magic mirror to Little Roland and asked him to unlock the shackles for everyone.

Then, Roland turned around and looked at everyone.

Roland used his own face. His face is now very well-known in the Eastern Territory.

When he attended the banquet at Bloodless Fort before, major newspapers published his magic photos on various headlines.

Later, he did a live broadcast, so the prisoners basically knew him.

Feeling Baron Black Abyss's gaze, the noisy cabin gradually quieted down.

Suddenly, the entire cabin became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone knew that what Baron Black Abyss was about to say next was related to the success or failure of the entire escape. Not a single word could be missed.

Seeing everyone looking at him solemnly, Roland nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he said to everyone: "Squeak, squeak, creak, creak."

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