"Cooing?"
The seagull standing on the sail boom seed to not understand the old witch's words at all and tilted its head to gaze at the one-eyed frog.
Aiven was confident that his Magic-like Technique: Ten Thousand Transformations was far more advanced than an ordinary Transformation Technique and could not be easily seen through by any random witchcraft.
Moreover, this place did not prohibit the soul-transferring Dream Corridor, and with the three lives provided by the Eternal Shell, he was fearless. Coming to rescue Jelos and Stephanie, Aiven had never worried about getting himself trapped.
Unfortunately, he still hadn't fully adapted to the behavior patterns of the Evil God's Followers.
Shing—
On the deck of the adventure ship, a tall insectoid with a skeletal face, red compound eyes in its eye sockets, and a pale white skeletal layer covering its body, shook its arms and launched two sharp bone blades like a praying mantis.
Without saying a word, it leaped into the air and struck down with a blade.
Aiven scread strangely and reverted to human form, turning into a face so ordinary that one wouldn't recognize him in a crowd, wearing a typical wizard's robe, and then jumped into the air.
In that sudden movent, a familiar feeling from his opponent's opening stance made Aiven, a sword master, quickly overlap this unfamiliar insectoid with an image in his mind:
'This guy is the one who caused trouble at Liweina's coronation ceremony... Pedro?!'
Because the technique he was using was the powerful Master-level Supre Swordsmanship, and his physical quality surpassed the Great Knight's limit of 10 points for humans. Whether an ordinary Titled Knight could defeat him without using Heart Image was really uncertain given his current power.
Seeing his smooth skeletal head, Aiven couldn't help but believe in that principle a bit more.
"You beca bald and stronger."
But after missing his strike, Pedro didn't fall; although his Combat Qi hadn't undergone a transformative sublimation to provide flight ability, he opened a pair of sleek black wings with tallic shine from his back and chased swiftly.
His swordsmanship, approaching Perfection Level, could use Sword Qi Ripple, which solidified into undetectable yet unstoppable ripples around him.
Supre Swordsmanship: Secret Technique: Circle of Sacrifice
If Aiven dared to resist with his Master-level Sword Qi, the only consequence would be getting bisected!
In that mont, the old witch also gouged out the one-eyed frog from her eye socket, put it back in a box, and replaced it with her original eye.
The rare demonized creature she possessed, "One-eyed Frog," had primary abilities in prophecy and foresight, not in illusion-breaking. Why was he exposed? Of course, it was because neither the old witch nor the frog's combined abilities could see through a seagull.
"Caw caw... Young man, let Granny Baba Yaga take good care of you!"
She lightly shook the magic staff in her hand, turning it into a dirty broom, and cackling, she rode it like a rocket toward Aiven.
Midway, the multicolored True Na between the fleshy lumps of her forehead suddenly lit up, as if it embodied the traits of those twelve legendary Fallen Witches.
Reaching out with her skinny, chicken-like right hand to grab in the air, she magically retrieved a luminous red copper whistle, placing it on her shriveled lips and blew forcefully.
Tweet—!
Accompanied by the sharp whistling sound, the Fla Stream surged forward from the whistle, transforming into a fiery whirlwind that evaporated the ocean and scorched the sky, even forcing Pedro, who pursued Aiven relentless despite the Circle of Sacrifice, back down from the air.
Roar!
Swiftly activating Bloodline Plugin: Fla Prison Dragon, Aiven revealed his true dragon form, easily piercing through the fiery whirlwind like taking a hot bath, and returned a hotter Dragon Breath to his opponent.
"A pure-blooded giant dragon adept at Transformation Technique? Granny's luck is indeed good, caw caw..."
The old witch, astride her broomstick, nimbly dodged the straight-on attack that lacked technical finesse, and vigorously swung the tattered sleeve of her robe.
Moo! Neigh! Snort!...
Hundreds of beasts, black as pitch with a sulfurous sll, clearly bearing the lineage of Lower Realm demons—wild boars, bulls, Centaur hordes—charged across the air, fearlessly launching an attack on the majestic giant dragon.
Their glowing red eyes made one suspect they ca with Frenzy Skill, directly immune to the mighty Dragon's Might.
"This old witch is indeed no simple character."
This formidable witch, with a fearso reputation, had been alive for a very long ti, and thanks to the navigator charts used to barter for mbership in the Holy Stone Council, Aiven could investigate so of her abilities in the records of the Turin Grand Library.
The most typical abilities were twelve types:
False Crown (mastery in most school-exclusive witchcraft beyond universal witchcraft), Traveler's Broomstick (flight and space jump), Beast Covenant (Servant Demon includes Red Doe, wild boars, bulls, Centaur hordes...).
Sniffing Toddlers (pervasive), Curse (visceral pressure among others), Hidden Death (suspected so part of her life essence is hidden within the chicken foot cabin, allowing revival within 24 hours if killed).
Veil of Mist (absolute concealnt), Witchcraft Creatures (chicken foot cabin etc.), War God Belt (gains combat ability one tier beyond wizard level).
Fla Whistle, Sleeping Apple, Black Ebony Crow Superpower Statue (provides the owner certain degree of undying, and can randomly borrow black witchcraft within ten kiloters).
Even this semi-public ability list makes one deeply terrified, prompting even Peak Level Great Wizards to avoid attracting such a dreadful monster.
And these are just partial reports gathered from the mouths of Extraordinary beings who have dealt with her and managed to survive. The witches speculate that these are rely representatives of the twelve different paths, and her true capabilities are likely much more than this.
Rustle...
Aiven was surrounded by a halo of blood-colored light that quickly spread out.
Hundreds of sea demons roared and charged out from within, launching a counter-charge against the demon horde of pigs, cows, and horses.
A two-headed fish with a snake-like body topped by a single massive head; a giant jellyfish waving countless tiny tentacles like a red cloud; a flying squid nad "Blue Elf"...
[Ocean Treasure: Beast King's Nest]
This secret treasure was not of much use to Aiven, who used the orthodox [Creator's Blood]. As the biological templates recorded in the Inheritance Secret Scroll, there are many, but after becoming an Ocean Treasure, its abilities could only be related to marine creatures.
It was quite good for clearing out minions.
Due to the "Ocean Treasure" having the Unbreakable attribute, and no longer able to revert to its original form, Aiven had to craft a new parchnt and add it to the inheritance magic book "Flesh Sacrifice".
Adding "Genetic Theory" might not be weaker than the original version.
Two beast torrents clashed together, raining a nauseatingly fishy, bloody shower over the fleet.
Seeing the "Giant Dragon" prepare to challenge six hundred, another person responsible for reinforcing, "Gulf Stream" Petrich, also charged forth. In his hand, he wielded a white river, transforming into countless white torrent spears covering half the sky where Aiven was.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Flas, torrents, lightning... The thundering explosion made the Extraordinary beings watching below cover their ears forcefully, as the battle of three Tier 4 combatants made the atmosphere boil like hot water.
Originally, Aiven had to be extrely cautious while fighting an ancient old witch, and now, while being besieged by a "Sea God's Son," he suddenly felt more pressured.
Though victory seed hopeless, it wasn't his style to flee without facing the challenge. With a twist of his eyes, he glanced at the four ships on the water below and sneered coldly:
"If you won't take on the 'adventure,' co on, let's damage each other!"
Suddenly, he transford into the invisible and intangible [teorological Spirit] form, soaring thousands of ters into the sky, activating another Ocean Treasure held in his hand.
Rumble...!
Fierce winds howled, dark clouds churned, and thunder roared as a massive storm swept over. Towering cumulonimbus clouds, several thousand ters high, dragged this sea area into darkness.
Obtained from the "Clock Tower," [Ocean Treasure: Weather Ring] (Chapter 652).
Effect: Can forcibly summon a catastrophic level downpour, high wind, snowstorm, hail covering a fifty-kiloter range overhead, but cannot summon any favorable weather or clear skies. It is a teorological weapon that harms both enemies and allies.
Originally a treasure for mutual destruction in major fleet sea battles, with Aiven's own [teorological Spirit] ability, it beca an excellent skill precursor for him.
Within just a few breaths, the disaster he unleashed seed to cause the entire pitch-black sky to collapse.
Moreover, the sudden storm triggered a series of chain reactions. In the darkness of the nearby island, sothing quietly awakened, making the many Extraordinary beings aboard the fleet, rocking with the waves, feel a chill down their spine.
Then Aiven connected [Pseudo Authority: Usurper] and [Titan Banquet], a super-sized Storm Giant Spirit erged from the clouds, blocking Petrich who attempted to return to the sea surface to protect the fleet.
"Damn it! The Brotherhood won't let you off, Giant Dragon!"
Up till now, Petrich still hadn't figured out who they were actually fighting in this bizarre battle.
"Hehe, please hold onto your one-way ticket for an undersea day tour, goodbye!"
As Aiven was about to pierce through the clouds to leave the battlefield, suddenly he heard the sharp and fierce cry of the old witch:
"Don't think you can escape!"
The chicken foot hut abruptly leaped from the ship into the high air, its main door suddenly opened, revealing a space that was too dark to see clearly, and then all surrounding scenery began to twist like a canvas, spiraling toward that space.
Aiven unleashed the power of the [Cosmic Dragon] within his body without hesitation, striving to break free, resisting the force of space imprisonnt around him.
Bang!
After a few breaths, the tug-of-war still hadn't been decided, when suddenly a huge crack opened in mid-air, abruptly sucking both of them in while they were unprepared.
"Inside Broken Star Sea, free space travel is impossible not due to spatial imprisonnt, but because space rules are chaotic."
Anyone daring to initiate space jump might not exit again, even if they do escape, whether they'll end up in the "Dark Side of the World" full of evil spirits, or in a dead land red as blood, is uncertain.
anwhile.
The surging waves already widely separated the four adventure ships, so being sent toward the nearby island, others drifting toward the depths of "Broken Star Sea"...
The mission of the Ancient God's Followers was destined to undergo significant upheavals.
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