Mysteries of the Earthsea

"I'm not a fool either. Since the last time you attacked, I have faintly felt something wrong. After carefully analyzing various contradictions, I knew that someone must have used you and me as pawns. Who is this time?"

"Governor Julio."

A sneer appeared on Charles's face when he heard the answer. "Hehe, sure enough, I guess it's him."

Margaret looked at Charles with trembling eyes. With a complicated mood, she took a slight sip and said: "What you said before is correct. I am not good at exploring this kind of thing, so in order to save where Island, I need to do what I am good at, and that is to seduce the spies of Fatanism."

Charles turned his head and looked at Margaret next to him carefully. After seeing her a little uncomfortable, he smiled in a low voice, "It's pretty good, you didn't take refuge in Futan, thank you for doing this for me. , When everything is over, we will have a good chat."

Marguerite's expression quickly cooled down, "It's not for you. I promised my father to revitalize Hofang Island. Father Hofang Island will always be Hofang Island of human beings, not a group of underwater monsters."

Charles turned his head again to look at the profile hidden in the hair. "Then we have to talk too, I don't like procrastinating."

At this moment, the frizzy heat wave on the roasted face slowly receded, and the unusually old face of Harhold reappeared in front of everyone. "Charles, you don't seem surprised at all?"

"Surprised? Surprised what? Why do you think I told you my position before? Since everyone is acting, I just want to get in." At this point, Charles looked over them to the distant sky line.

Dust rose up all around in the distance, and dozens of huge carriages drove out of the purple mist under the drive of a giant over three meters high. Those were all the Hikers who came out to explore. Those who can come out to perform exploration tasks The best in their race.

Charles, who had already guessed the details of the other party, of course had to deal with it. Since the suspect was his own, no matter how the power of Hope Island was used, they would eventually be disturbed, but these lonely but powerful guys were different.

The changes in the situation made the crew of the Narwhal and the "kings" of Sodom unexpected, they stopped fighting with each other, and for a while did not understand what was going on.

"Lily! Change the muzzle! Target: The mage from the Western Seas!!"

Rats squeaked continuously, and the front and rear deck guns began to rotate, and the black muzzle pointed in the direction of Harhold.

The mages were surrounded, Charles' crew, Sodom's "king", and the giant wagon of the Heike clan that was approaching.

But in the face of such a disadvantaged situation, Harhold and his twenty-odd subordinates did not have much panic on their faces, and there was a trace of disdain on their faces.

"Charles, you said before that we have only one way. Only by finding the darkness can we solve this. But you are wrong and there is a second way. That is to abandon the failed side and join the successful side."

"Successful side?? What about you joining Phetanism? Really think the so-called gods will care about you? You are just ants in front of them! You trash that betrays your race!!"

Facing Charles’s anger, Harhoud shook his head slightly, "No, you are wrong. You don’t understand what the mighty one really represents. The people of Futan have already shown me, in fact, ours Magic power comes from a great god, and everything we have comes from him!"

Charles no longer wanted to talk nonsense with them. Since the other party was so determined, there was no room for conversation.

"Offensive!" Under the strong impetus of gunpowder, huge shells flew out of the muzzle, pouring continuously at them.

However, the explosion that should have occurred did not appear. As the five wizards on the right quickly stuffed a soft gelatinous object into their mouths, they brushed the tail of the stick in the handle and knocked on the ground, a translucent one. The cover swelled instantly, wrapping everyone up.

The shell hit it and started rolling and slowing down, and finally stuck to it.

"Gunpowder, machinery, gears, do you really think that the useless things created by mortals can defeat the power from the gods?"

From realizing it now, the first time Charles saw Harhoud’s face showed anger, the white beard on his chin was shaking like tentacles.

"You always think that our old antiques are out of date and are going to be eliminated. You always think that the era of mages' supremacy is over! Stupid! This kind of power is the power given to me by the gods! It is you who should be eliminated!"

At the last word he roared, the ground below him cracked as a whole, forming a small floating island directly, holding them up in the air.

The incomprehensible spell began to remember. More than twenty wizards were chanting various spells. At this moment, the language had the power and began to mobilize the power around.

The black and purple ink was poured down by them, and the ink began to surround them like a living thing to form a nested magic circle.

In the shadow of the floating island, everyone's face is solemn, no matter who knows, these guys are preparing for a big move.

All kinds of attack methods flew frantically towards the floating island in an attempt to stop the opponent.

Two giant bats each grabbed one of Anna's tentacles and quickly approached the floating island. Anna took control of Charles's vampire crew.

As soon as she approached the huge sphere, Anna pointed her tentacle, and a mage in the bubble suddenly stopped chanting, pounced on her companion next to her like a beast, and gnawed her face fiercely.

"Huh~!" As Harhold suddenly leveled the staff in his hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a huge whirlwind appeared without warning, and the vampire in mid-air was blown out by the wind.

A certain kind of beautiful song passed through the wind and passed into everyone's ears. The skins of some wizards began to swell, and moss crawled on the backs of their hands.

"Bah Bah Bah~~" A sharp sound rang out instantly, instantly countering the voice of 134.

Seeing Anna falling from the air, Charles frowned and asked Margaret: "Where is Julio's back hand? Don't tell me he only sent you to die."

These guys don't seem to be easy to deal with. If you take a pile of human lives, it will probably kill a lot of people.

Seeing the strange light on the floating island more and more, the shadows of everyone around suddenly began to move. They separated from their masters and rushed towards the shadow of the floating island with afterimages.

Julio, with an indifferent face, got out of the "king"'s fat, walked to Charles's side, and looked up at the sky with his arms folded.