"grown ups."
At the same moment, in the unknown void realm of the free world, several circling dark energies gradually condensed at the tip of a high tower floating in the middle, and finally formed a blurry and bright light in front of a man who was half kneeling on the ground.
Unstable floating figure: "You are back again."
"……snort."
As if he had just encountered something dissatisfying, the vague figure who had just condensed into shape then let out a cold snort: "A group of wastes are still wastes when they unite. How can we lose to... to..."
"..."
"Well, the combination of those losers did pose a slight threat to our present world."
Noticing the silent reaction of the man in black magic robe who was half-kneeling on the ground in front of him, the vague existence floating in the air maintained a moment of silence: "But even if they unite to hinder our appearance, they
It does not pose any threat to our existence."
"Let them continue to waste their efforts, hahahahaha!"
A low and hoarse voice burst into unbearable laughter, and the laughter kept echoing at the tip of the tower. The magician half-kneeling on the ground wearing a black magic robe also started to laugh.
He stood motionless for a long time amidst the harsh laughter, and finally a smooth response sounded in front of the other party: "Sir, this is your fifth return in this period.
Do you need a break?"
"Rest? How is that possible?"
The hoarse laughter gradually subsided, and the gravel that fell from the tower also floated into the surrounding air with the steady breath: "If we give them a chance to breathe, then they will be in our
It will be even more rampant when it appears again, how could we give such an opportunity to those ignorant mortals who dare to disobey us?"
"But you haven't dealt with the matter here for a long time."
After a quiet pause, the magician, who was half-kneeling on the ground, replied in a nonchalant manner: "During your absence, a lot of things happened on this side of the void, so -"
"Oh?" As if he heard an even more irritating reason, the vague humanoid figure that looked unstable finally showed its madness: "You seem to have something urgent to say, Hayward."
"Now that the Magic Empire has caused so many failures, is there anything else you want to report that would disturb our mood?"
Purple lightning flashed between the walls surrounding the tower, completely surrounding the place with shocking spatial cracks. Hayward, who was accustomed to this terrifying phenomenon, was half kneeling on the ground.
But there was no change at all, and the gentle face reflected under the raised hood also seemed much calmer at this time: "The sacrifice of Menmorro still gave a big blow to other alliance members, so this
The entire alliance must go all out, and I and the Magic Empire I command have sent more reinforcements to the City of Freedom, essentially because of this."
"Now that the plan is about to succeed, we originally had no intention of taking a step back." Having said this, Hayward slowly raised his head: "A victory can provide us with the ultimate hope for the setbacks we have suffered in recent days.
Great encouragement and confidence, but what we need more now is our own stability and the smooth continuation of your existence."
"Hmph, hum hum hum." The unbearable low laughter kept flashing under the purple lightning, and finally returned to the blurry eyes wrapped in the black aura: "It's rare that you are still thinking about me.
, is our existence so unsettling?"
"Your existence is a symbol of our destiny alliance, great Distoea." He lowered his head deeply again, and the man named Heywald's half-kneeling body once again put on a bent posture.
Action: "We hope to always receive your protection, and we also hope that you can continue to demonstrate the power of destiny and destroy all enemies who dare to resist destiny."
The sound of laughter rose again in the stone hall surrounded by purple lightning. The crackling sound that was originally impossible became more obvious as the vague figure's emotions rose, and he fell into some kind of madness.
He was in this state for a long time before he stopped laughing again, and the silhouette floating in the air gradually fell to the ground: "For the sake of your dedicated efforts... tell me, is there anything you need to personally ask about?"
?”
"Malock has appeared in the tower again recently. He seems to be tired of hiding in the tower all the time." Hayward replied in a calm voice: "Because of his knowledge of the Tyran Tower itself, his continuous harassment
It’s also a trouble for us.”
"Do we need to handle such a small matter? Where is the new toy you got?"
"That toy...she is not emotionally stable yet."
As if he understood what the other party was referring to, the black magician who ruled the Magic Empire and the Magic Council, but was groveling in front of the blurry figure, still answered in an extremely low voice: "It didn't take long for us to catch her, so we have to kill her."
The will also requires a lot of time. Although the flow of time in the void is different from that in the real world, if it is used to deal with the problems in the tower that is also located in the void - "
"Needless to say." He raised his hand to interrupt the other party's words, and the vague figure called Distea's reply became ethereal and hollow: "What a bunch of incompetent wastes. At this time, you are still still here."
Do you want us to spend unnecessary energy on this tower?"
"Tangible objects like Tyran's Tower may not be important to existences like you, but they are still very necessary for people like me and my subordinates who need a place to live." Hayward answered.
The voice is still very stable: "Even if it is to get a few more useful thugs for you, we hope to get your great help."
"Okay, we will take the time to solve this problem for you." He waved his hand, and the vague figure answered with a slightly impatient voice: "Do you have any other wishes?"
"And one more thing."
As the surrounding purple lightning gradually subsided, Hayward's voice still echoed steadily around the hall: "Although it is not news that poses a threat to us, I think I should still report it to you."
"We have detected some fluctuations in the void, located within a 40-degree offset of the Alpha zone." His voice paused for a moment, and then continued after noticing the other party's silent reaction: "Some anchors you arranged there before
Point, now it’s all gone.”
"Oh?" It took another period of silence and thinking to digest the news, and the voice of the vague figure sounded again, full of interest: "Is it the anchor point we left there before?"
"To be on the safe side, we also sent out some void beasts that can be tracked." Half-kneeling on the ground, Hayward nodded quietly: "They have all disappeared now and have never come back."
"...Hmph, hum ha ha ha."
The atmosphere became strange again with Distea's low laughter, and the black aura wandering around the blurry figure also rose like a flame: "This is the area we fought before.
Is it?"
"According to your instructions, we have been paying attention to that area." Heywald, who was wearing a black magic robe, nodded quietly: "Although there are no anti-void creatures there, but -"
"Calculating based on time, the coordinates connected to the real world should have gone around in a circle."
Interrupting the words of the temporary leader of the Magic Empire, what the blurred figure said again was a speech that was difficult for ordinary people to understand. The rising and jumping black aura also turned into countless forms as Distea gradually closed his eyes.
The extended thread floated towards the invisible depths of the void: "The Alpha Zone should have shifted a certain distance during this period of time, but for existences like us, this distance is simply not enough."
It’s nothing—well.”
"Yes! Yes!" As if he had discovered something, the vague figure who was exploring the unknown with the thread of the void laughed excitedly again: "Hahahahaha! A lot of people died there just recently.
, many, many lives!”
"This is proof that she still exists!"
Crazy laughter kept pounding up and down the entire tower, as if the energy fluctuations that wanted to shake the entire tower down also spread to every corner among the countless falling rubble, and were about to shatter the entire space.
The echo in the void suddenly disappeared when the vague figure turned around, and together with countless void threads extending to the surroundings, disappeared in front of Hayward.
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"Okay, the boat has been dragged here for you."
In the clear sky, at the edge of the ship's side in front of the broken bridge in the shelter, a strong figure named Tielin slapped the metal hook on his arm vigorously, as if he wanted to slap away all the blood and debris stained there.
Come down: "You can clean up the rest by yourself, I don't have the time or the mood."
"Your Excellency has finally avenged an arrow. Is there anything you're not happy about?" Duan Qing, who was wearing a gray robe, touched his nose and smiled lowly as he walked to the other party's side.
Isn't Sir the culprit who caused the damage to the Steel?"
"You guessed it right, that person is the bastard who had a fight with us at sea before and forced us to retreat to this point." Tielin shook his head and his voice became deeper.
: "Although I have torn him into pieces with my own hands, this cannot be a reason for the little ones under my hands to be happy."
"After all, we still lost a few people in this battle." Pointing to the pirates who were bandaging wounds and treating the wounded on the Steel, the captain replied with a low face: "Endless battles, only
It will make our casualties more serious."
"Fortunately, Black Palm is dead, and the battle should come to an end." Duan Qing also sighed, and understood what the other party was referring to, and then whispered: "Once this threat is gone, those who have passed under your command will
The undead should also be able to get temporary comfort."
"As long as we are pirates, the fighting will never stop." Looking at each other with an indifferent look, Tielin answered with a bit of disdain in his voice: "The man of the sea has long been destined to drown forever.
Awakening in the endless waves, no matter how many enemies come again, we will kill them all back."
"Okay, okay, at least you won this time." Duan Qing pushed his hands, then pointed at the crew members of the Black Palm who were tied to the ship and asked: "Then what are you going to do with them?
Woolen cloth?"
"What? Do you still want to raise them for us?" Tielin glanced sideways at Duan Qing and turned his head facing the sea breeze: "You don't have to worry, we won't embarrass people and feed the sea sharks casually.
Those abominable creatures have already eaten enough of my crew, how can I continue to let them have their way."
"When I return to the mainland, I will use these prisoners to make a profit." Tielin shook his black cloak and jumped onto the ship's deck of the Steel, which was the only one left that he had not yet boarded: "Although it has been a long time since we last boarded.
It’s a population business, but it’s better than killing them directly, isn’t it?”
"I hope you still have enough food and water." Duan Qing smiled wryly and waved his hand: "And... thank you."
"There is no need to thank you. It is a temporary cooperative relationship between us." Looking deeply at Duan Qing and Duan Qing's back, Tielin never turned his head again: "You have greater goals to achieve.
Right? I wish you success."
"The greatness that belongs to adventurers is not very consistent with the romance of our pirates."
The raised sails swelled high with the final wave, and the voice belonging to Tielin also began to slowly leave towards the distance of the blue sea along with the steel ship that gradually set sail. Duan Qing, who was standing on the spot, then
He also slowly put aside the distant voice in his ears, turned around and looked at Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was staggering towards him, with a helpless expression: "We are the only ones left now.
"
"You actually didn't say anything to persuade them to stay?" Xue Ling Huan Bing answered him calmly with a bit of surprise: "I thought you would use your sharp tongue to persuade them to join the Eastern Expedition.
Among them."
"How can a bohemian pirate listen to what we outsiders say, not to mention that he has expressed his desire to leave many times in a row." Duan Qing shook his head and stepped forward: "There are too many problems in our team.
Problems and instability, we cannot force them to wait with us forever."
"You're right. If people don't try to rob us all, they already think highly of us."
His body emerged from the bottom of the broken bridge. Asahi Dongsheng, wiping his sweat, then pointed at his feet and shouted: "Stop worrying about those things, hurry up and take a look."
"There are still many things left on this boat."
This chapter has been completed!