Chapter Eighty-Three: Your master was killed by my master!

After cutting and removing the vines entangled in the passage and soaked in chaos magic with magic precision, the two of them really found the way to the captain’s cabin.

But in the last section of the journey, Santis was a bit unflattering.

“Boom!”

Accurate electromagnetic guns blasted through the heavy and somewhat rotten deck. Suddenly, a large section of the deck collapsed and fell in front of the two of them at an angle of 45 degrees.

Fortunately, Downs opened the wind shield to block the sand and dust, but Santis was choked.

“Cough cough cough!”

Finding Santis staring at him speechlessly, Downs sternly dismissed the blame: “Master said, “There is no way in the world, there is a way when people think about where they want to go.”

When Santis heard this, he felt emotional and confirmed again that the two masters and disciples indeed had a violent heart hidden in their chests.

(Master: I’m not! I didn’t! Don’t lie! That’s not what I said at all.)

Walking up confidently, they were not disappointed.

I saw the treasure and also saw a captain.

Those who can survive from ancient times to the present are not normal things.

His lower body was pinned tightly to a thick mast inserted into the captain’s cabin, while his upper body looked like a big octopus, whether it was his arms like octopus tentacles or the fact that he was supposed to be full of beard and now had a full beard. It’s the chin of a small tentacle. Anyway, except that he is wearing a tattered captain’s uniform, there is nothing human about his body.

“Stop! Mortals! This is not the place you should come to! I am Captain Gordon, and I and my treasure are protected by the supreme devil lord Beisnunt! If you dare to get involved, my lord will definitely deal with you and you Your descendants will launch endless revenge! Even if you can bear it, your descendants will definitely be slaves and prostitutes!”

For a moment, Santis was frightened.

The hatred of a lord-level devil is no joke.

No matter how long the lifespan of an ordinary human being is, it is only a mere hundred years. Even if it can maintain a certain level of strength, how long can it be maintained? Let alone protect its descendants.

Those vicious and vicious devils may plot a century-long conspiracy in order to subvert a country.

This is really impossible to prevent.

Santis instinctively wanted to persuade Downs to give up, but when he turned his head, he was shocked to find a smile on Downs’ lips.

“Hey, dear Mr. Captain, who do you think your master is?”

“Bisnunt! The extremely powerful demon lord Baisnunt who dominates one-third of the fourth level of Baator Hell!” The monster captain said with great pride in human common language.

“Huhu! Haha! Haha! Hahahahaha!” Downs is a professional. He usually doesn’t laugh unless he can’t help it.

He smiled so wildly that Santis next to him also came back to his senses: “Ah! Could it be that his master is that…”

“Your master, Baisnonte, was killed by my master not long ago! Hahaha!” When Downs described Baisnonte’s devil’s crown with great certainty, no matter how confident the captain was in his master, he still couldn’t It started to fall apart.

“No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!” That’s what he said, but it can be easily judged from his increasingly smaller voice and wandering eyes that his will to resist is rapidly fading: “No wonder I can’t sense my Lord recently. The power, this, could it be, no, not…”

“Huh? Then you call him to curse me!” Two frightening lights of lightning appeared on Downs’ hands, and he approached the captain step by step.

Something unexpected happened.

I thought this captain was crucified here, but who would have thought that it suddenly gave up its lower body at the last moment, and then its upper body turned into a ball of octopus, crawled out of a small hole as thick as three fingers, and fell into Are you caught in the vortex of chaotic magic?

So much so that Towns’ lightning strike was half a beat too late.

It hit the pile of debris next to the captain. The other party ran away, but Downs was not annoyed. He shrugged and walked over to monitor his trophies.

Only Santis next to him was a little distracted.

The shadow dancer suddenly recalled the legendary fire bat that flew away without looking back before entering the ruins.

Suddenly, he ‘understood’ everything.

“I understand……”

No wonder the master turned around and left without even looking at the eldest disciple. It turns out that Mr. Tesla already knew that the man behind this place was just a subordinate of the big devil who was killed by him. He was sure that Downs’ experience would only lead to near misses?

No!

etc!

The pattern opens up.

Are there hundreds of millions of possibilities…

For the purpose of Downs’ trial, Master Tesla casually went to hell and killed the great devil lord, and then induced his disciples to come here for the trial! ?

Whether it is inducement through words or a variant application of prophecy magic, a legendary archmage has many such methods.

Recalling his experience with Mr. Tesla, a large amount of sweat dripped from Santis’s forehead.

The more he thought about it, the closer he felt to the truth of the matter.

Oh my God!

This is too terrible! Is this calculation too accurate?

His master said that the legendary archmage from a hundred years ago was more evil than the last, and had done everything to kill gods and demons, and there was nothing that this group of arcane madmen did not dare to do.

He didn’t believe it at the time.

Now it seems that people are more irritating than others.

Santis felt that his master’s love for him was physical pain.

Do you look at this person?

This is simply a father’s love.

right! Like a mountain, crush the most powerful enemy hidden behind the scenes into powder in advance, and then leave some scraps for the apprentice to practice, and even calculate the right amount of pressure. Obviously, as the gentleman wished, Downs inspired his potential in the ‘desperate situation’ and successfully achieved promotion and breakthrough.

This plan… is so terrifying!

While Santis was brainstorming here, Downs noticed something was wrong with his friend: “What are you doing here? There are a lot of things here that I can’t use!”

“Oh! I’ll come right away.” Santis made up his mind to hug Downs’s growing little leg.

Due to being immersed in the magic power of Chaos for a long time, many things were corroded and turned into scrap iron residue. But a strange-shaped staff immediately attracted Tang Si’ attention with its strong white aura.

This 1.2 meter long slender staff is made of white wood, decorated with three silver hoops, and the relief on the top is a folded book.

Seeing this look, Downs’ first reaction was the regret he felt when he led the team to break into the Madeira Mage Tower.

[Between two points, the fold is the shortest! 】

Master Ren said these words, Downs estimated that he would remember them for the rest of his life.

Without the master, he would probably have been reduced to a pulp just like the seniors who explored the mage tower.

Realizing that Downs was staring at the staff, Santis very thoughtfully stepped forward and checked it carefully: “It should be fine. If there are master-level magic traps, then it’s not my specialty.”

“Yeah.” Tang Si slowly stretched out his right hand, and an invisible wind spurted out from his cuff, turning into a big hand, gently lifting the staff out of the waste and giving it to his hand.

The moment he touched the white wooden staff, Downs immediately confirmed the name of the staff through perception [Rune Staff of Spirit World Action]!

(End)