The golden sword pierced through the sea surface, leaving a hole on the bottom of the sea.

There was a huge hole in the abdomen of the giant fishman, and blood was still spitting on his mouth. The guy said vaguely: "Mr. Suleiman...Mr. Hooke...Please give me life."

Then, his abdomen was healing quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The evil fire became the physical tissue in his abdomen.

The fel flame further transformed the fishman.

Attila suddenly hit the bottom of the ship, smashing a hole at the bottom of the ship. Then he raised his head and roared on the sea, and actually wanted to lift the ship from the sea with the blessing of the evil flames.

While paying attention to Dylan's battle with the flaming snake, Severu was paying attention to the movement at the bottom of the ship.

‘This flame can not only burn the will contained in the spell, but also strengthen the body of a person.’

‘Who developed the magic?’

An overwhelming sound came from the bottom of the ship, and the entire ship seemed to be about to fall apart and was about to be dismantled.

Severu quickly recited the spell, and the golden explosion appeared on the ship and was applied to the green flame snake. Hundreds of golden bubbles appeared dreamily, and then disappeared dreamily. The flame snake actually stopped under this attack and gradually weakened and disappeared.

Dylan jumped off the mast. "Okay, finally got rid of this troubled snake."

"How did you destroy this flame?"

Severu said quickly: "As long as you use great force to overwhelm the flame in a short period of time, you can still extinguish the green evil fire. It seems that the one on the Crete Island does not want us to meet him, since that is the case, let's go."

He threw a [water magic] to the bottom of the ship, and suddenly two huge water tornadoes flew up with the Attila fish man at the bottom of the ship.

In the water and the hurricane, Attila roared, his huge green hand grasping in the wind.

It seemed that he was unwilling to be thrown out like this.

Under this natural disaster-like weather, the personal power was so weak that the Attila fish man felt extremely pressured in the water tornado. In the past few days, he climbed onto the Crete Island with confidence and came to Lord Hook, and he saw the death of 50,000 fish man.

Then, he saw the elves who were messing with the ocean here.

These things deeply shocked his heart.

Attila believed that with his own strength, it was impossible to fight against these terrible elves.

These existences cannot be resisted by their own human power.

Attila was thrown into the distance by a waterspray.

The damaged ship turned the bow under the control of Severu's wind magic and advanced in the opposite direction of the Crete Island.

Orc Dylan twisted his wrist and said, "Why didn't you kill that fishman?"

"My [Heart of Druid] sensed several different levels of energy lurkers in his body. He was like a complex puppet, and was controlled by several parties at a distance. Although he was an insignificant little character, killing him could prevent things from becoming complicated."

Severu shook his head, "We are too close to the island of Crete."

"I also know who the people on the Crete Islands are. There are not many people in the Fishman Islands with such a powerful magical level. Only Hooker Mages who are self-exiled here. So, the herbalist who finds to offset the side effects of the sea gods crossing the sea is Hooker."

Dylan was even more puzzled. "Since that's the case, we have to look for Hook and let them help us figure out where the red fish comes from."

"If he wanted to see us... he wouldn't have someone attacked us." Severu snorted coldly, "but he obviously didn't have many people to drive him, so he sent this fishman, but the appearance of this fishman made me discover his secret."

"In my spiritual vision, I noticed the fel flame and the red fish bloodshot, fighting for control of that fishman."

"Hook wants to borrow fel flames to erode the bloodshot of the red fish, and maybe even wants to erode something further, but I don't know what that is. What else does he want to erode? Now Hook has surpassed us in spell level, and he sees farther than us."

Severu said: "Since that's the case, since he doesn't want to see us and knows the truth behind the Red Fish, we will leave first and see what he wants to do."

Orc Dylan wiped the sweat off his face. "It's too hot."

"When will it cool down this day? The hot day has passed the season."

"Then where are we going now?"

Sevillu thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the Death Island and look for the problem below the Death Island."

The ship passed through the waters of the Fishman Islands, and the wind magic accelerated the ship's speed.

At dusk, they arrived near the island of death, and at the same time they saw three ships with black canvas hanging in the wind in front of them, which were the black ships of orc pirates!

The orc Dylan's eyes moved slightly. "Now we are allies with these traitors, and we will recruit them to serve us, and they will be willing."

"Uh..." Seville felt that he was not an orc after all, and he might not understand the orc's ideas. He carefully considered the sentence: "But the orc kingdom that is ally with us is the orc kingdom, not the orc pirates. These orc pirates have rebelled against the orc kingdom. Will they still be our allies?"

Orc Dylan sneered. "The traitors treason for the second time."

"The first time was the Elf Kingdom."

"The second time is the orc kingdom."

"The nature remains unchanged."

Severu wiped his sweat. It turned out that Dylan always meant this. He thought orcs were the kind of ally who always had you as long as you were an ally.

A loud noise suddenly came from the front.

Severu was stunned for a moment. "Why did they fight?"

In a moment, the three ships in front actually fired stone cannons at each other to attack the other's ships. At the same time, they threw iron hooks at the other side, grabbed the other's ships with the iron hooks, and the two sides engaged in a row battle.

The orc pirates yelled: "Go up, kill, this area is ours."

The orc pirates on the other side roared: "Kill these orcs who deviated from the pirate convention."

"You don't care about your credit at all."

…………

Ten minutes ago, two orc pirate ships met at sea. They originally wanted to stay away from each other and leave directly, but who knew that a third pirate ship appeared at this time.

The three pirate ships were worried that they would be attacked suddenly, so they simply kept on the same channel and monitored each other.

The captains of each other discussed at the bow.

"You will abide by the convention, right?"

"Well, I will...the fishman is our enemy."

"Yes, we just had an accident here, and it was definitely not someone who deliberately followed someone else."

"Okay, we are all friends. Next time we meet, we must have a glass of barley wine together!"

"Okay! Kill! Come on!"

An orc captain fell down his barley wine and threw his glass as a sign. The next moment was the battle between three orc pirates.

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