Chapter 221: Witchcraft · Quicksand Coffin!

　　 The face between Bassem's chest and abdomen is like an ancient white marble sculpture, indistinguishable from gender, so handsome and even strange.
　　 Compared with the ugly body of the big pirate covered with purple and black scars, it is like a white lotus growing out of the mud, giving a sharp contrast and impact!
　　"Ha kha kha, all self-proclaimed people will be swept into the dust of history! There are many members of the ‘Yellow Sand Club’. Why do you think my Basem got this opportunity to hunt the strong in the sea?
　　嗬! Witchcraft is such a fascinating power!
　　 I wanted to save some energy on you, but anyone who sees me like this will have to die! "
　　 The mouth whose tongue has been bitten off naturally cannot speak again.
　　 It was the marble-like handsome face that suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of evil pupils with black pentagrams. At the same time, he laughed and opened his mouth, but it was a grit-like harsh sound like Bassem.
　　 is just the same arrogant posture in his tone, as if sitting on the deck has almost turned into a "stick" person, not him at all.
　　 Blossoming...
At the same time, individuals with wisdom in the "zombies" near the bulwarks on both sides raised their swords with their hands and fixed the three warships "Conch", "Thumb" and "Iron Bones" on the battleship. All the hook locks are cut off.
　　 After a while.
　　Amidst the surging of the ocean current, several ships drifted away, instantly turning the "Withered Bone Grave" into an island!
　　 The unexpected behavior of the "corpse monster" was far beyond the expectations of all living people, because the melee was still going on, at this time no one could guess what Bassem, who had revealed his hole card, wanted to do.
"what's the situation?"
boom! boom! boom! ...
　　 didn't care about the shaky witchcraft shield under Alvin's alchemy musket, the monster face yelled to himself:
　　 "Ha kha kha, now that you have boarded the ‘Withered Bone Grave’, don’t leave, all become part of this moving tomb!"
　　 Then a low curse sounded in his mouth, and every syllable carried the dry and silent echo of the big desert, as if to squeeze every trace of life force from the human body.
　　 momentarily.
　　 The entire battleship was shaking at the foot, and the lower compartment seemed to be trapped by something huge, making a loud bang.
　　嘭! Bang! Bang!
The door of 　　 cabin was smashed directly, and countless yellow sand mixed with black grave soil poured out from the bottom cabin, like countless dancing black and yellow sand snakes rushing to the main deck.
　　 Although the locations of Irving and Milan are the main targets that bear the brunt, the turbulent "snake tide" has also forced everyone on the deck into a dead end.
　　【Witchcraft · Quicksand Coffin! 】
　　 "This guy is the real hanger, isn't it natural...?!"
　　 Although I was spitting out in my mouth, I saw the moment when the yellow sand came out.
　　 Without hesitation, Ivan pulled out five or six seeds from the "magic pocket" that were cultivated by the upper wizard "snake man" Heber Crete.
　　Because this is the seed cultivated by others, and he has no control over it, it is an indiscriminate attack that does not distinguish between the enemy and me, so Ivan has already issued a loud order to his crew when taking out the seed:
　　 "Soldiers! Listen to my orders and jump into the sea to escape!"
　　 then chanted the mantra loudly:
　　Flo
　　 mantras resonate strongly with the ubiquitous natural energy.
Snapped!
　　The vibrant green and extraordinary spiritual light.
　　 Five or six seeds burst out like a burst, one, two, three... dozens of "strong" vines with thick adult thighs and countless tiny roots.
As soon as 　　 appeared, he attacked everything that could move on the ship indiscriminately.
The soldiers under Aiwen responded as soon as they heard the order. Before Sand Snake completely surrounded themselves, they abandoned the "zombies" in the melee and jumped from the deck of the "Bone Tomb". Down.
　　 The pirates naturally followed suit when the situation was bad, and jumped into the sea.
what--!
　　 There are only a few unlucky guys who are too far from the ship's rail or who do not react in time. They are surrounded by sand snakes, and after making a short scream, they are silent, only a trace of blood stains the yellow sand red.
　　 Fortunately.
　　Bassem and Irwin’s witchcraft counterattack focused on each other, so the rolling sand waves and vines did not cause much accidental injury.
　　 As for the extraordinary battlefields of the other two parties, before the witchcraft of the two parties really affected them, they had already begun to wipe out each other, leaving enough room for them to dodge.
　　 When Bassem turned "The Tomb of Withered Bones" into an island.
　　If Ivan can’t stop Bassem’s offensive, jumping into the sea is no different from hunting for death. As long as Bassem wins and then drives the boat away, they won’t be able to stay in the sea for long.
　　 If Ivan can succeed, they will still have a chance!
　　 This time... luck is on Aiwen's side.
　　 Even if it is not controlled, it follows the instincts of plants. Countless vines cling to the gaps in the deck with tiny roots, fixing themselves and enveloping the rolling yellow sand, gradually disappearing from nothing!
　　 "Impossible! You, you are also a wizard!?"
　　 In this gap, Bassem has been surrounded by a few "zombies", far away from the unconscious attack of the vines.
　　 Bassem's normal head closed his eyes as if he had fainted, and the strange face between his chest and abdomen was panting like a bellows, his face full of disbelief.
　　The ultimate killer with high hopes is offset by the "witchcraft" performed by this guy who shows to be a powerful knight, it is simply absurd!
　　 The spell-casting aptitude he couldn't ask for was easily used by a knight. How much pain he endured, what is the reason for turning himself into such a ghost? !
Seeing those huge vines easily crushed the "zombies" he had accumulated into bone slag, his heart was dripping blood, but the living people could jump into the sea to escape, but the "zombies" under his hand were not good at all. ...
　　 Although the "corpse monster" is good, it can almost make itself into the army, but it also has its inherent limitations. Otherwise, why bother to fill the cabin with yellow sand grave soil and transform a battleship into a dry and shady moving grave?
　　 The act of cutting off the rope to prevent the living from escaping, this time turned into a cocoon to bury oneself.
　　 In just one minute, the "zombie army" that lost a small amount in the battle with the navy and pirates was almost completely destroyed by dozens of vines.
　　 Except for the materials used to build the "Bone Altar", all I have accumulated!
　　Because of anger and heartache, Bassem’s face was a little distorted between his chest and abdomen:
　　 "How dare you? How dare you? Unforgivable!"
　　 The black pentagram in his pupils began to spin at a high speed, as if the next mysterious witchcraft was about to come again.
　　 "You still care about yourself!"
　　 Successive gunshots sounded again, even though he was also constantly avoiding the attack of the vines, Ivan's shooting was still calm.
　　 One shot, the witchcraft shield dimmed.
　　 Two shots, one less "corpse monster" under him.
Snapped!
　　Because of the "Curse of Doom", a "corpse monster" slipped somehow, fell on the deck, and was torn apart by vines.
　　 Three shots...
Even if Bassem commanded the "zombie" under his hand to carry himself desperately to dodge the raging vines, the space on the ship was limited after all. Even if he had retreated back to the tall stern, he was finally unable to escape. The situation of escape.
　　 Although his body is much stronger than ordinary "corpse monsters", he can't stop the witchcraft attacks at least equivalent to the peak level of formal wizards.
　　 "Come and protect me!"
　　 Even though the wizard's ability to cast spells was obtained through the cruel "suturing of different limbs", this ability is obviously far less powerful than what he said.
　　 The rotating black pentagram in his eyes disintegrated a few times. Apart from being barely distracted and maintaining the witchcraft shield, he could no longer use another witchcraft to solve his troubles.
　　 Hearing his order, Ocelot Runk and Bonebreaker Tempus gave up their opponents at the same time, exposing their backs to help Bassem who was in desperation.
　　 But...
　　 Click!
　　 Two extraordinary "corpse monsters" are less than ten meters away from Bassem, but at this time, this distance, which is no more than one step in the eyes of the extraordinary, has become a great moat that cannot be crossed at this time.
　　 Because under the continuous bombardment of "Golden Rose", his witchcraft shield finally shattered!
　　 The ultimate doom is coming.
"Do not--!!!"
　　 followed, a line of fire suddenly penetrated between Bassem's chest and abdomen, shattering the magical face that could be used in witchcraft, and also shattering his spine.
　　 didn't give him any chance.
　　 "Bang!" Another shot that seemed to have lost consciousness was also shattered.
　　噗通
　　 Lost his head, arms, right leg, and a large hole in his chest, the tattered limbs were knocked out by the kinetic energy of the musket ~EbookFREE.me~ and fell into the sea from the high stern.
　　 The white silk-like cloak that was originally tied around his neck fluttered down and was snatched by Aiwen. It was the "Marine Secret Treasure·Ghost Cloak" held by Bassem in various sources of information.
　　 At the same time, the leopard cat Luenke and the Bonebreaker Tampas in the charge suddenly stiffened and stopped.
　　 It's just that the expressions on their faces came alive in an instant, recovering themselves to a certain extent, and at the same time turning to Aiwen, performing the most solemn etiquette belonging to pirates.
　　 seemed to thank him for letting his soul free.
　　嘭! Bang!
　　 Before Iwen could respond, the two former great pirates had fallen to the ground as if their bones had been taken out, and were torn into pieces by the vines chasing them behind.
　　 "Oh-it's over."
A sigh.
　　 hum
　　 Milan, who is next to Ivan, felt a faint bell ringing from a distant place that could not be described in terms of space. With the bell ringing came an invisible but majestic power that flooded his body and mind.
　　 Milan knows that this is a reward given by fate after killing the enemy of "fate"!
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