It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"Let me come."

Ling frowned. Compared to relying on other magic to fly, it was relatively easier for her to fly through the storm with her wings. As she said that, she planned to be placed on the watchtower by the girl on her back.

"no!"

Ella put her other arm around her neck,

"That will leave Hyde's magical protection range, you can't completely resist the siren's singing at such a close distance!"

At this time, a huge roar drew their attention back to the deck, and under the astonished eyes of the shadow, a few feathers floated down from the sky.

Victoria half-kneeled on the ground, and the rain fell on the ground against her long hair and side face.The girl's movements were so steady that it made one's heart tremble. She held a heavy multi-barreled repeating rifle in both hands, and one of the dark barrels contained a choking smell of gunpowder and white smoke.

The first shot pierced the sky and hit the pelvic fin on the left side of the siren fish tail. The siren was frightened and screamed and flew higher into the sky, nine hundred feet, one thousand feet, fifteen hundred feet!This height has almost exceeded the limit range of the rifled gun, and the lead bullet will also be deviated from the correct track by the hurricane after losing part of its kinetic energy.

At this time, the girl's posture has undergone a slight and invisible change. It is just a slight adjustment, but it has brought the whole person's state to perfection.

She wore a crown studded with fine gemstones, and her pupils gradually turned into a bewitching scarlet.

At this time, a ray of crimson moonlight broke through the black clouds on the sea, and the manic wind element and water element fell into a short stagnation under this strange moonlight.

It was an absolutely impossible scene, the huge crimson full moon crushed the rain clouds and the night, and dyed the pitch-black sea a bright blood color.

All the turmoil on the sea, the sound of the wind and waves, the siren's singing, the shouts of killing and the muttering of curses all disappeared, and everything in the outside world became irrelevant to her.Only the crimson moonlight, the gun barrel, and the siren's heart remained in Victoria's eyes!

She muttered to herself:

"If you die here now... you can't do anything..."

Several pieces of greasy, parchment stained with seawater and become damp burned on the rough barrel of the multi-barreled repeating rifle, and Victoria's pupils shrank into tiny cross stars!

After a loud noise, a blazing flame spewed out from the gun barrel, and a lead bullet mixed with mercury penetrated the water curtain waterfall in an instant at a speed that a rifled gun could not achieve under common sense. The feathers and the scales under the skin smashed the beating heart into a blood mist mixed with pieces of meat!

Several tornado vortices that were still pumping the sea water into the sky collapsed, and even the dark clouds were torn apart.

Lucien roared in surprise and quickly gave the order.

"Throw all the heavy things on the boat, don't leave anything behind, shells, rum, full speed, and wait until we get to the island to turn around and clean up these fish-tailed bastards!"

The whole three-masted giant sail began to tremble, and every deck side, mast, sail, rudder and batten screamed and groaned.The speed of the Devil's Left Wrist has exceeded 25 knots, it is as fast as a dark red lightning, piercing the sky and the dark sea.

The mermaid's singing and wailing were left behind by the waves, and the outline of the huge island gradually became clear.

Chapter 15 Shipwrecks from 1000 years ago

The dark sky and sea water are a whole, and the thick water mist is rising in the sea area around the island, making it somewhat unclear.

I don't know when it started, the sun no longer casts its sight on the sea, and no matter what time it is, the sea scenery looks a bit gray.

Even though the voyage was less than a week old, the sight also brought back nostalgia for what a precious thing the so-called sunlight is.

The sea water touched the reef and surged upwards, and then was crushed to pieces by the clouds.Those reefs protruding from the sea are like the scales and half claws of some huge sea beast, which is daunting. No one knows how many hidden reefs are hidden under the rock wall passage like a ray of sky.

The island is littered with ancient shipwrecks of unidentifiable age. It is a huge corpse left by the predecessors. The sails have long been curled into broken cloth. The masts and decks are covered with gray-green moss seaweed, parasitic barnacles and ship Maggots rotted the hull.

They tell that, compared to the illusory sea beasts that appear in fantasy, the reef is the real thing to be afraid of.

Horrible rumors circulated among the sailors. Even memorizing the location of the reefs would not help. Those rocks would change their positions at night, like ghosts under the black sea.

It is these horrific sights and rumors that support the ghost stories on the sea. The prototypes of sea monsters, ghost ships, and even some more absurd rumors are all related to this.

The demon's left arm is moored in the shallows near the island.

Perhaps it was because they understood that they could not threaten the wizards who came ashore, or maybe they were afraid of the nameless island itself. Those thousands of mermaids fled hastily when they approached the island, leaving only a few hundred corpses behind.

In the end, the speed that broke through the limit exceeded the limit of the hull, and the three-masted sailing ship was already leaking when it approached the island.The mast was broken, the planks of the ship were separated, and even the solid bottom was bitten by the mermaids with large and small cracks.

The crew collected the bodies of their companions and washed the blood on the deck with sea water.After the mermaids retreated, they recovered the supplies thrown into the sea at a safe enough distance.

Lucien frowned, the damage to the hull was more serious than he had imagined, and more than a quarter of the sailors and wizards were killed or injured.

Food, fresh water, and rum, which is easy to preserve, only a small portion is recovered, apart from some valuables that must be protected.Although wizards can use magic to generate fresh water, in this state of lack of supplies, magic power is a far more precious resource than that.

The corpses of the mermaids were all over the white sandy beach along the coast, and the mucus on their bodies was covered with fine gravel, which looked a little disgusting.Compared with the distorted monster, this kind of alien corpse that tends to be human is more likely to make people feel sick.

After the post was arranged, everyone began to rest in place. The sailors piled wooden barrels near the shore and took off their wet clothes to dry on them. They collected dry charcoal to keep warm.

Both Ella and Shadow's magic power had been consumed by half, and Ling's right leg was injured. Although Hyde was not in any danger, after being suppressed for a long time, he couldn't help but vomited when he returned to the land.

Ella was lying on her back on a rock with her hands behind her head.She glanced at the thin girl who was silently holding a rough rifle in the corner of the beach, her eyes became a little complicated.

After Victoria shot that amazing shot, she lost most of her strength strangely.As a dirty blood with little experience, the girl is not good at fighting enemies at close quarters.

The merman left extensive wounds on her body.Those injuries with residual toxins spread all over her bare skin, and even the recovery power of the filthy blood was suppressed to a very low level.Victoria bandaged the wound with her previous experience, but the effect was poor.

The wound whitened by the sea was aching, and the powerlessness and coldness caused by blood loss made her feel that she was still alive.

Victoria is undoubtedly one of the biggest contributors. If she hadn't shot down the siren, the ship might have reached the island, but the casualties would be at least doubled.

She is Hidden Blood, an associate of Nils, a serial killer who hunts wizards in Paris.Victoria is undoubtedly guilty of serious crimes, but her contribution to saving the crew is also indelible.A conflicted girl who murders innocent people with false beliefs, Ella finds it difficult to judge Victoria's true nature.

Ayla understands the alliance's intentions this time, and Victoria, who holds a holy relic and is active in the Paris incident, will undoubtedly become a condition for negotiations between the alliance and Dirty Blood.She couldn't predict the future fate of this girl, but she faintly felt that her heart became much heavier.

Ella turned her head to look at the shipwreck near the island, as if avoiding thinking about it.

Where the sand overlapped with the shadow of the reef, Fittili sat down to Victoria's side.

The latter tried to use herbs to relieve the injuries and pain, but failed again. Her body became tense and showed some alertness.

Fittily thrust a glass tube into the girl's hand,

"Our physique is different from that of ordinary people. The effects of those drugs and hemostatic bandages are not obvious. What you need now is to replenish blood."

Victoria looked at the tube of scarlet liquid, her eyes became a little complicated.Leaving aside her confusion, she still showed a clear reluctance to drink blood when she was awake.

"This is not the blood obtained by hunting someone... It's just the amount collected by private clinics that does not affect health. At least I can guarantee that their owners are voluntary."

This statement made Victoria feel a lot more comfortable. She sighed softly and laid the blood collection bottle flat on the beach.

"Why are you helping me?"

Fittili thought for a while, and answered with a question.

"Why did you save me that day?"

Victoria froze, then shook her head blankly.

"I do not know."

"yes......"

The platinum-blonde long-haired girl leaned against the reef, and repeated after a long silence:

"Then I don't know either."

-

Val Farmine took off her boots and trotted a few steps on the beach barefoot. As one of the few people who did not participate in the battle, she didn't even get wet at the corner of her skirt.

The acting chef in the mission was looking for shells and crabs on the beach, and seemed to be more interested in today's breakfast.

She accidentally bumped into someone and fell flat on the sand.

Farmini rubbed her head, then looked up blankly.

The shadow glanced at her, the body of the doll made of alchemy materials is naturally stronger than the human body, at least part of the structure is quite hard.

"What are you looking at?"

Farmini patted the sand on her clothes and asked curiously.

Miss Doll ignored her, but frowned and looked at the wreck in front of her.After removing the stern and barnacles in her mind, she gradually restored the original appearance of the ship.

Judging by Shadow's standards, this ship should have been quite in line with her aesthetics, classic and elegant... But the crux of the problem is that this is at least the style of 1000 years ago.

A sense of confusion gradually occupied her uncomplicated thinking. This 1000-year-old ship looked very fresh. Judging from the decay of the wood, it had only been here for a few decades.

Chapter No.16 The Barren Coast

Ella noticed the abnormality of the shadow, turned over and jumped off the reef.

She saw Shadow tap the wreck with his fingers, and the rotting boards collided and fell, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Is there something wrong with this ship?"

Ella was choked and coughed a few times, and waved her hand to dust off the dust splashed on her body.

Shadow glanced at her, his expression becoming more confused.

The puppet jumped into the dilapidated wreck in a few steps. This is a large ship with a length of 150 feet. Although it is not comparable to the Devil's Left Wrist, it is already quite large.The structure inside the boat had been corroded beyond recognition, and after searching for a long time, she managed to pick out a few golden coins from a piece of damp sand.

The shadow washed them with sea water, and then brought them to Ira's eyes. The girl found that they were irregularly shaped, small things carved with laurel patterns and portraits.

"It's a gold coin with the engraving of Nemesis, the goddess of nemesis. If I'm not mistaken, this should be close to the time of that woman... the prophet Sibylla."

Ella frowned, and asked in confusion:

"And what does that mean?"

Shadow stuffed a few gold coins into his jacket pocket, and replied:

"It is true that there have been many more dangerous creatures infested in the past few years, but the situation we encountered this time is still too much. If the sea is full of these mermaids, how can the fleet of ordinary people continue to sail safely? There are even sirens...at least they should never appear in an inland sea like the Black Sea."

"This is not the Black Sea, or even the real material world. Those mermaids haunt the gap between the two worlds. This kind of place has no real concept of time, just like the dreamland and some strange different spaces. thing."

Ella twirled her fingers around her hair soaked in sea water, and said thoughtfully:

"But we were indeed on the coast of Romania at the beginning, why did we suddenly enter this kind of area?"

According to Miss Puppet's guess, it was mostly because of the golden cup in Lucien's hand that was used as a key.There is no doubt that it is connected with the passage into Enoch City, maybe the golden cup was exchanged for the mermaid, this kind of creature swimming in the illusory ocean that dragged the ship into the abnormal area.

As for the other possibility... Shadow didn't speak, she just squinted at Ella.

Ella, who is stared at by some kind of abnormal existence and has obvious traces of other worlds on her body, is most likely to be attracted to this kind of area.

A long-forgotten revulsion resurfaced in her heart, even though she could no longer predict Ella's fate based on what she had seen in the book of the future.But as coincidences appeared one after another, the sense of powerlessness of being manipulated as a marionette gradually became clearer, and Shadow frowned and muttered to himself: