I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Belinda watched all of this, her face turning extremely ugly.

That fellow who called herself Wendy Shaw wasn't singing a hymn at all! It was noise!

Her voice was incredibly terrifying. The prisoners' perceptions were already distorted. After listening to that song, their minds were completely messed up, and even their bodies began to undergo 'mutations'!

Currently, some extra joints had appeared on their limbs.

This made their movements while crawling very strange.

They looked like spiders 'crawling' on the walls, ceilings, and rope nets!

Some people had already started to climb around randomly!

"Damn it!"

Belinda had just said she could handle it, but now sweat was pouring down her face!

She grabbed Roland the Scarecrow by the collar, shaking his body as she said, "What exactly is going on with that woman? Why does the song she sings carry a trace of the goddess Herraka's power?! Don't tell me you didn't know about this and didn't have any preventative measures!"

Roland the Scarecrow covered his ears and smiled awkwardly, avoiding Belinda's gaze.

Suddenly, Belinda noticed Roland secretly stuffing spider silk into his ears, with a trace of bluish-purple on the corner of his mouth.

Belinda frowned and smelled his mouth, discovering it was the scent of a magic potion.

This damned thing! He secretly stashed an extra bottle of potion!

"You bastard! Just you wait!"

Belinda secretly vowed that after dealing with the three-headed snake, she would definitely kill Roland. Yes, kill Roland, not Roland the Scarecrow.

After all, these two Rolands shared the same soul!

She couldn't care about these things now and began searching for spider silk everywhere, only to find her sister, Vera, squatting there 'knitting a red sweater'.

Upon closer inspection, she wasn't knitting a sweater at all!

She was spitting silk out of her mouth!

Seeing her sister staring blankly at her, Vera blinked and said, "Sister, have you noticed something?"

Belinda asked, "What is it?"

Vera touched her stomach and said, "They all say there are spiders in our stomachs, which is why we can hear the spiders calling. But I just looked, and there aren't any. So, is there another possibility..."

Belinda stared blankly at Vera's stomach, then her eyes went dark, and she almost fainted.

There was a huge and hideous wound on Miss Vera's stomach, and her intestines were all messed up inside!

Her hands were covered in blood... No wonder the 'sweater' was red!

At this moment, Little Roland the Scarecrow and the Bloodless Warlock, who were stuffing spider silk into their ears, suddenly froze in place upon hearing Vera's words, feeling enlightened.

Belinda suddenly said, "Yes, isn't there a possibility that there aren't spiders in our stomachs and that the calling is actually... Don't you feel like something's wrong?"

Little Roland and the Bloodless Warlocks blinked and said, "What's wrong?"

Belinda said solemnly, "Why would spiders call? It's clearly monkeys singing."

Little Roland and the many Bloodless Warlocks: "?"

Little Roland couldn't hold back anymore. He leaned over and asked, "Are you okay, Belinda? There aren't any monkeys on this ship. How could there be monkeys singing?"

Belinda shook her head and said, "Have you considered a possibility?"

Belinda had extremely profound knowledge of various occult subjects.

As the matriarch of the Bloodless Family, her words carried absolute authority.

Seeing their matriarch's expression so grave, everyone couldn't help but prick up their ears.

Belinda looked at everyone and said, "Have you considered why we can always hear monkeys calling?"

Everyone shook their heads, revealing confused expressions, muttering, "Yes, why are there always monkeys calling?"

Belinda said, "Because we're standing on a banana tree."

Everyone suddenly understood.

In that moment, they saw that the ship and the surrounding sea weren't bound by spider webs at all.

Those weren't spider webs; they were branches!

They weren't standing on a spider web but on a lush treetop!

So, they had always been standing on a banana tree!

No wonder they always felt that the surroundings were noisy; it all made sense now!

Spiders don't call, and they don't live on banana trees.

So, the noise around them had always been monkeys!

How could there not be monkeys on a banana tree?

Instantly, everyone felt that their heads weren't dizzy, and their legs weren't weak.

Vera and others who had already started spitting silk suddenly stopped. They lost interest in knitting sweaters.

They began scratching their ears and cheeks, wanting to eat some fruit.

Suddenly, these people realized that they hadn't been playing with silk threads but bananas. So, they happily sat there and began to eat.

Suddenly, Vera noticed her sister staring at her, and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly smiled and presented the banana to her sister: "Sister, banana, you eat first."

Belinda smiled and took the banana, then looked at it in surprise and said, "Vera, this is clearly a blood pack. Why do you say it's a banana?"

Vera leaned over in surprise and discovered that it was indeed a bag of blood.

Belinda said to the many Bloodless Warlocks, "The things you're holding are clearly blood packs. Why do you insist on saying they're bananas?"

The many Bloodless Warlocks were slightly stunned, looking down at the things in their hands, finding that they were indeed blood packs.

The Bloodless Warlocks were shocked: "How... how could this be? I was clearly holding a banana just now. How did it suddenly become a blood pack?!"

Belinda frowned and said, "Yes, monkeys eat bananas. Why would they be holding blood packs?"

She took a blood pack and said, "These blood packs are what you carry with you... Why would monkeys carry blood packs?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Someone suddenly said, "I understand! We're bats! That's why we carry blood packs!"

The Bloodless Warlocks suddenly understood.

Belinda glanced at the guy who had just spoken, handed the blood pack to her sister, and said to everyone, "Let's eat, my little bats."

The many Bloodless Warlocks bared their fangs and began to suck on the blood packs.

Seeing this scene, Belinda finally breathed a sigh of relief. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, her body swaying slightly, a look of extreme paleness on her face.

Her magic power was overdrawn.

Roland the Scarecrow also breathed a sigh of relief. He gave Belinda a thumbs up and said, "You're really amazing."

It turned out that Belinda hadn't completely lost her mind; she had been fighting with 'Wendy Shaw'!

The spider is a 'submerging anchor point'. As long as you ponder the 'spider' thing, you will dive deep into the underlying world and then mutate!

The Bloodless Warlocks were the wizards with the strongest willpower on this ship, but they were about to fail just now and had already started to 'submerge'!

Belinda knew that she couldn't pull so many people back. She had to let them find a way to escape on their own!

So, Belinda, like a magician, secretly switched the cards—she replaced the spider with a monkey and the spider web with a banana tree!

Instantly, the anchor point changed.

Everyone was still diving, but they weren't heading towards the spider location they were supposed to go to!

Instantly, they stopped mutating!

But although they wouldn't mutate anymore, they were still in the 'deep sea' and still diving. Although staying there for too long wouldn't turn them into strange things, it would drive them crazy.

Madness was the least of it. Some people already had some shadowy, wriggling things in their hands—those were things from the 'deep sea of the underlying world' grabbing them and pulling them into the surface world!

Who knew what those things were?!

Anyway, they thought it was a banana.

So, Belinda performed the second card switch!

First, she used some tricks to put a real blood pack in everyone's hands. Then, she guided everyone to anchor on this blood pack.

The blood pack was real, and its sense of existence was greater than the sense of existence of the underlying world thing in everyone's hands that hadn't completely materialized.

In addition to Belinda's intentional guidance, they would see the blood pack first.

Once they believed it was a blood pack, the original 'banana anchor point' disappeared!

So, their anchor point was repositioned to the real world!

At this time, everyone began to swim from the deep sea of the underlying world towards the 'surface'—the real world!

So, Belinda once again used 'bats' to pull these people.

The Bloodless Warlocks often called themselves little bats in front of the matriarch—they had just eaten blood!

Instantly, their identity was connected to their real identity, and their sense of taste—or rather, their perception—was also connected to their perception in the real world!

Once these drowning people in the underlying world connected themselves to their real selves, they were like having a life preserver!

So, all these drowning people slowly floated up from the deep sea!

Belinda couldn't pull these people ashore—so-called pulling ashore meant letting them completely remember that they were Bloodless Warlocks and not bats.

Belinda couldn't do it, because compared to bats, the concept of Bloodless Warlocks was too complex!

It was like a complex coordinate that people at sea couldn't understand, and trying to locate it would get them lost.

So, using bats to anchor them on the surface was the safest thing to do.

And that was enough!

They were already on the surface and had survived!

Although their perception of themselves still had problems and they would think they were bats, they were on the surface and could manipulate their real selves, unlike being at the bottom of the sea, where they were manipulating 'spiders'!

Therefore, although they still do some strange things, they have essentially changed from 'mutated monsters' into madmen.

Madmen don't hinder the use of magic.

As a Twilight Wizard, being a bit crazy makes you fight even harder!

As Roland said before, the Eastern Territory is too competitive; none of the elite wizards are simple.

And 'Belinda' is clearly not just some elite wizard, but a high-level wizard!

Although Roland can swim, like a fish, he won't drown in the deep sea of the lower world.

When it comes to swimming, Belinda, no matter how powerful, can't compare to this fish with a natural golden finger for swimming.

But Belinda, this high-level Twilight Wizard, has very rich experience and a great understanding of the sea.

So, Roland is considered to have taken a good lesson from this Tier 2 big shot!

Well, to be precise, it's Straw Roland, but it's the same. After he is recovered, Roland will experience the current events from beginning to end once again.

At this time, the cabin was already in chaos.

With a bang, the cabin door was opened from the outside.

The commotion here had finally alarmed the Three-Headed Snakes; the Three-Headed Snake Wizards had already rushed in.

The leading Three-Headed Snake Wizard's face was extremely ugly.

He seemed to be a leader, with very impressive strength.

"What are you doing?!"

The Three-Headed Snake leader's eyes went dark when he saw the situation in the cabin.

The group of prisoners, in various strange postures, were crawling around the cabin.

They were holding extremely thin, small ropes, disassembled from the hammock ropes, weaving webs while crawling on the walls and ceiling!

The entire cabin was already full of large webs!

Even more outrageous, there was a group of prisoners in the center of the web, performing!

Even more, more outrageous, the music they were playing was not normal songs at all, but noise! Noise like scratching glass!

"What are you doing! Where did these instruments come from! I'm asking you!"

The Three-Headed Snake Wizards angrily raised the books in their hands, and then streaks of green light flickered from the books, hitting many prisoners in the cabin.

This group of pirates seemed to have vaguely realized the seriousness of the situation, and surprisingly launched a deadly attack from the start.

They planned to use thunderous means to quickly silence the slaves, so as not to cause a bigger disturbance and alarm the First Mate, or even the Captain.

Seven or eight streaks of light hit some strange slaves on the walls and ceiling. But those slaves were unharmed!

The cabin suddenly became quiet, and the slaves stopped moving.

More than two hundred pairs of eyes slowly and uniformly looked over here.

Then, the Three-Headed Snake pirates heard the slaves say.

"Squeak squeak crack crack squeak squeak crack crack."

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss"

Countless threads of silk sprayed out, and the Three-Headed Snake Wizards were instantly wrapped into large cocoons.

They shook and struggled frantically in the cocoons, trying to break open the cocoons with all the methods they knew, but it was meaningless.

At this moment, they were like small insects that had strayed into a spider's web cave, watching helplessly as they were wrapped into cocoons, watching helplessly as those prisoners crawled over like spiders.

They were hung on the spider webs in the cabin, and those slaves, like spiders, stretched out their multi-jointed arms and constantly wrapped them with spider silk.

Until they could no longer see clearly, then they felt a sting on their bodies, followed by a feeling as if they had been poisoned by a terrible poison, and their whole bodies began to rot.

Black magic?! Black magic from the Eastern Territory?!

What kind of black magic is this?!

In the haze of consciousness, they heard those Eastern Territory wizards crawling out of the cabin, 'squeak squeak crack crack' .

Gradually, they finally heard the words of the Eastern Territory wizards clearly.

— "Crawl, crawl out quickly, tell everyone, tell everyone!"

— "Weave the web, weave the web!!"

— "Heh heh heh heh... Hahahahaha~~"

In the beautiful piano music, the Black Abyss wizard playing the piano shouted loudly, laughing wildly, telling his spiders to crawl out, to weave webs, to open all the doors, to let everyone hear their songs!

The Eastern Territory wizards were going to let the Southerners see the real black magic.

At the last moment when the Three-Headed Snake Wizards realized it, they finally recalled the identities of this group of 'slaves'.

Finally remembered the horror of the Eastern Territory wizards recorded in various religious books.

"Squeak squeak crack crack squeak squeak crack crack."

A harsh noise came from within a cocoon, and then, a human-faced spider wearing tattered Three-Headed Snake navy uniforms and with hideous chelicerae was reborn from the web!