I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

At this moment, Roland was utterly bewildered.

He thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out why Old Brother Billy would betray Black Sail—he had no reason to feed Black Sail to the Hydra!

The Billy in front of him was clearly a Faceless Man, but Roland could feel him smiling at him.

Billy then said, ["Aren't you going to change your face? What are you standing there for? Do you want people to know that First Mate Billy is abusing his power to pimp for the guests?"]

Roland ignored him, his expression ugly as he looked towards the ship's hold.

This was the lowest level of the large ship, and it resembled an underwater park.

On one side of the corridor was a huge, transparent air wall, outside of which countless 'mermaids' were swimming freely.

These mermaids were rushing into the ship's hold one by one—in the sea, with a flick of their huge sea serpent tails with fins, they shot into the ship's hold like arrows.

Billy said in Roland's mind, ["It's over, it's over. The mermaids have all seen your face. Tomorrow, everyone on this ship will know that I abused my power."]

As Billy spoke, he walked into the ship's hold. Roland followed obediently behind him, his face pale.

A four-armed 'mermaid' in the lead crossed her four arms in an X-shape in front of her chest and gave a solemn salute to the Faceless Billy: "Master is truly amazing. I searched the ship for a whole day and couldn't find which identity you were using. If I hadn't seen your current uniform, I'm afraid I would never have guessed that Billy was you!"

This 'mermaid' was none other than Mary.

These mermaids were all Naga pirates!

Just as Roland said, the sharpshooter was about to fire!

After Mary greeted her master, she smiled and looked at Roland, saying, "I didn't expect James's side to be so smooth either. James, I lost the bet. Choose one of my people to take away."

Billy was slightly stunned to hear this.

He looked at Roland in astonishment, only to discover that the person standing in front of him was not Roland from just now, but his subordinate James!

James looked around in bewilderment and said, "How am I here? Hiss... Damn it! Someone secretly left a mark on me during the day. It's White's castling!"

Mary and the others were shocked.

Billy patted James on the shoulder and said, ["Lance, you are indeed a talent. To be able to play tricks twice under the noses of two second-tier wizards. Even in the Black Abyss, you would be considered outstanding—I brought so many people during the day, how did you guess that James was my man?"]

As soon as Billy finished patting him, Mary and the others were once again stunned—this wasn't James at all. Wasn't this Lance?!

The person disguised as James was none other than Roland.

He had appeared to be obediently following behind Billy just now, but had secretly used the Magic Mirror to change his name.

Roland didn't know how Billy had reverted him to his original form, but his previous assessment of him was completely wrong.

This was a second-tier early-stage wizard who was no less skilled than Instructor Ursack.

Moreover, he had an acting skill even more seasoned than Catherine!

Roland said with an ugly expression, "Billy... Let's just call you Billy. Before I die, can I ask a question?"

Billy's voice sounded in Roland's mind: ["Little Brother Lance, you've said enough today.

I'm giving you a chance to follow me now—as long as you sell your soul and sign a contract with the Hydra, and swear to be forever loyal to the Sea God, I will spare your life."]

Roland shook his head and replied in his mind, ["Don't try to probe me, Old Brother Billy. You know I can't possibly agree. I've been going against the gods since the day after my 16th birthday ceremony.

If I were to be a fake believer of a god and trade with the gods, I would live very well.

But if I really mixed with the gods, I wouldn't have a good ending.

I can't be a sheep, because I'm not a sheep, I'm a wolf.

Early death or late death is the same, let me return to the embrace of the Goddess Hela as soon as possible."]

Billy laughed and said, ["If my son-in-law had half of your awareness, I wouldn't kill him."]

Roland still asked that question in his mind: ["Cough, Lord Billy, tell me the truth—I wouldn't happen to be your son-in-law, would I? You saw through that I was Roland long ago! The Magic Mirror is useless against you, you've been acting all along!"]

Billy smiled and said in Roland's mind: ["Hehe, oh, so your name is Roland, Little Brother Roland, you are so interesting. I've thought of a way to win back my daughter's heart. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I want you to go back and pretend to be my son-in-law!"]

Roland: "."

Billy reached out his hand and flipped his palm over. Then, all of Roland's storage bags, dimensional bags, and rings flew into his hand.

Immediately afterward, Billy pushed Roland into Mary's arms and said, "From now on, he is your slave."

Roland: "."

Miss Naga was overjoyed, she looked at Roland with a grin: "Little darling, didn't you want to go to the South? Hehehe, we will send you there. A succubus dairy farm that I invested in just happens to need a strong stud bull like you, hmph hmph hmph."

Roland was dumbfounded after hearing this.

Being a slave would indeed take him to the South, which was the same as Roland's purpose for boarding the ship this time—he just wanted to go to the South, he didn't care how he got there.

So, Roland could accept it at first.

But the Hydra seemed to have a succubus milk farm. I didn't want to be milked by succubi!

Things were now beyond Roland's control.

Billy took out a small box from his bosom and threw it to Mary along with Roland's ring and dimensional bag. Then he led his men away.

He must have sent Mary a divine thought before he left. So Mary smiled and said to Roland, "Take out the Magic Mirror, esteemed 'Sir Lawrence'."

It took Roland a full two seconds to understand what Mary meant—Billy wasn't joking just now. He really had a son-in-law, and this son-in-law was called 'Lawrence'.

He wanted Roland to play the role of Lawrence.

Mary's strength was terrifying. As a 'demon cultivator,' even if she didn't have any strange objects, she could still fight with those second-tier wizards who had many treasures in their hands.

And with so many people around, Roland could only cooperate.

On this vast sea, he was isolated and helpless, and there was no way to escape. Even if he escaped the ship, there was nowhere to go.

He could only choose to cooperate for the time being.

Roland took out the Magic Mirror from his ring and explained it to Mary.

Mary took it and studied it for a while, then secretly marveled at it. She opened the small box, shone the Magic Mirror on it, and then shone it on Roland.

She shouted the name 'Lawrence' very cooperatively.

Roland didn't know what was in that small box. But after she shouted Lawrence's name, the expressions of the many Nagas when they looked at him were very strange.

Mary smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect you to be particularly suitable for playing this 'Saint Lawrence'."

Roland couldn't help but reveal an extremely strange expression.

He asked, "Do you still remember who I am?"

Mary took a deep look at Roland and then took out a strange shackle and put it on Roland's hand.

Roland was bewildered. He thought to himself: 'How could this be? Using the name 'Lawrence' has already covered my real name, everyone shouldn't remember me anymore, how could they recognize me?'

It seemed that Roland had become a different person in everyone's eyes, but they still remembered Roland and treated Roland and Lawrence as one person!

This was illogical!

It seemed that this Lawrence person was a bit special.

Logically speaking, it was not inconsistent for a person to have both his own name and Lawrence's name.

With another click, Roland's feet were also shackled.

At this time, Roland noticed that his magic power was rapidly draining, and his mental power could no longer extend outside his body.

He didn't know what kind of shackle this was, but it seemed very unusual.

Interestingly, this shackle was obviously very unusual, but in the South, it seemed to be a mass-produced item.

Mary knew the power of this 'Original Sin Shackle', so after giving some instructions, she left with a portion of the people with peace of mind. Only five or six Nagas were left to escort Roland.

These Nagas escorted Roland towards the prison on the 'Titanic'.

On the way, Roland blankly looked at the shackles on his hands.

He found that the materials of these shackles came from the deep sea. It was a super-high magic resistance material, with magic resistance exceeding 120%, which was almost impossible to destroy with magic.

Moreover, it also had the natural ability to devour magic power. The more magic power it devoured, the stronger and more indestructible the shackles became.

The Nagas' shackles were already a good thing for locking up wizards, plus those runes... Roland couldn't understand those runes.

So they were not the runes of the Northern wizards, but the 'divine patterns' of the South.

These runes had the ability to seal magic power and mental power, which could prevent a person from mobilizing the magic power in his body, and also make it difficult for wizards to release their mental power, putting them in a state of 'absolute silence'.

These shackles, combined with these runes, could gradually drain a wizard's magic power completely.

After that, even if he meditated or took magic potions, this magic power would not be able to gather in his body. It would be lost to the shackles in a short period of time.

The Nagas were very 'caring' for Roland, and the quality of his shackles was particularly high, probably not used to lock up first-tier wizards.

Roland thought to himself: 'Even if a second-tier wizard is locked up, he's afraid he's done for. This is not a strange object, but it has a better effect than a confinement-type strange object! It's a good treasure!'

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Roland's eyes slowly lit up.

This thing can lock up the 'Red Saintess'!

If there's a chance to take back his own things, subdue the Red Saintess, and have her form a 'choir' with the Seven Good Spirits to accompany his creaking...

'This matter needs to be carefully planned.'

Roland sighed. The Naga behind him pushed him, and Roland felt a little annoyed.

He thought to himself: 'Old bastard, I'll make you look down on me! You wait until I get out of here! I'll make you hold your grandson!'

Roland strongly suspected that he was the Will-o'-the-Wisp Boy that Billy mentioned.

But Billy also said that he would later bring Roland back to act as his son-in-law.

This matter couldn't be fake, right?

If Billy really had a daughter and a son-in-law, then he definitely wasn't an incarnation of the Thousand-Eyed King.

In any case, Roland and Billy had formed a grudge.

In the wide corridor outside the ship's cabin, there were already many Naga figures.

There was also a huge sea monster, four meters tall. They had dragon heads, human bodies, and snake legs. They could speak human language and knew some simple and crude magic.

These were male Nagas, whom wizards usually called 'Greater Nagas'.

These big guys seemed to have simple minds, but in reality, their intelligence was no lower than that of female Nagas. They were very cunning hunters.

However, their magical talent was far inferior to that of female Nagas, so although there were male Nagas in the higher levels, they were very few. Most male Nagas were like slaves to female Nagas.

The Naga race was a matriarchal society.

Beyond this corridor was a hall where Black Sail Wizards and those Twilight defectors were fighting with the Nagas. Or rather, putting up a final resistance.

By the time Roland arrived, all the Black Sail Wizards had already knelt on the ground and surrendered.

After resisting for a while, they saw that there were so many Nagas and knew that there was a sharpshooter without an eye patch on the other side!

So they surrendered directly.

All the Black Sail Wizards surrendered, but some of the passengers were still resisting.

It seemed that the Nagas were playing with them. Roland couldn't understand what the male Naga leader in the hall was saying, but he could guess—probably, 'If you can kill me, I'll let you go.'

That male Naga was already quite strong, a Tier 1 mid-stage expert. And sea monsters were often far stronger than wizards of the same tier.

Wizards could only fight them with magical items, but the wizards here had been disarmed.

The wizard passenger was also a Tier 1 mid-stage wizard. He didn't have anything on him and was trembling in fear.

After hesitating for a while, he accepted the duel. So a Naga threw him his magic wand.

Then, the surrounding Nagas laughed and cleared an area, looking forward to the slaughter with cruel eyes.

Many wizards squatting aside were filled with a sense of shared tragedy and didn't dare to watch.

The battle was about to break out. From the time Roland entered the hall to the time he was escorted out, it took a total of seven seconds.

The first four seconds were used to clear the space, and as Roland was about to step out of the hall, the fight had just ended.

The battle lasted a total of three seconds—before Roland had time to leave the hall, the tall male Naga, along with several weaker Nagas around him, had been turned into clouds of blood mist by the wizard.

—"Hee hee ha ha Lalia, your new magic is so interesting! Yes, Lalia, so interesting! So many experimental subjects, let's try again!"

After killing the person, the passenger was talking to himself and laughing wildly, obviously a bit mentally ill.

The Nagas were stunned at first, then angrily set the person on fire with magic.

As a result, as soon as the fire burned, the wizard's body began to expand rapidly like a balloon.

Seeing this scene, Roland was shocked and hurriedly hid behind a Greater Naga (male).

The next second, the balloon exploded, but the power wasn't great. However, the entire hall was splattered with a layer of sticky flesh mud.

Anything that touched the flesh mud immediately emitted thick smoke, as if the flesh mud had strong corrosive properties.

Most people got this stuff on them, covered their faces, and started rolling on the ground screaming. Before long, their entire bodies turned into a puddle of mud.

In just seven or eight seconds, there were many more puddles of mud in the hall. These puddles of mud muttered 'Lalia' ~ 'Lalia' while wriggling together, forming a large, indescribable mass.

That thing pounced on people when it saw them. Even more outrageous, a small hand stretched out from that mass of flesh mud, holding a magic wand.

—"Haha! I've become it! Lalia, I've become it! Yes, Lalia, you've already become it, you're the best! We don't need to go south, there's enough food here!"

The hall was in chaos. The Nagas realized what they had encountered.

This thing was called 'East Region. Twilight Wizard'.

These were lunatics that even Black Abyss Wizards would turn around and leave when they saw them.

Even if they had to fight, they would be extremely careful. That male Naga dared to single out a Twilight Eye-School Wizard without a bunch of protective magical items. He was simply courting death.

The Bloodless Wizards were trash, the darkest of black wizards in the South. And Twilight Eye-School Wizards were the living fathers of the Bloodless Wizards. The Bloodless Wizards were just maggots living in their shadow.

When he wasn't having an episode, it was the only good opportunity to kill him normally.

Because in that situation, a Tier 1 late-stage wizard, or a Tier 1 mid-stage Black Abyss Wizard, could kill him with a bunch of magical items and ultimate moves.

But now he was having an episode.

Or rather, this wizard with the Prisoner Seed had a crazy magic riot, and his whole person turned into something like 'Heywood'! He went from being a wizard to a BOSS!

The reason why Black Abyss Wizards were unwilling to fight Twilight Wizards was that these lunatics were extremely unstable. If they fought normally, no one was afraid of anyone. But once these lunatics had an episode, Black Abyss Wizards would face a choice: be killed by him, or start having an episode too!

With the strength and numbers of these Nagas in the hall, they were indeed strong, but they knew nothing about the East Region's mysticism!

Unless there was a Twilight or Black Abyss Wizard who was proficient in mysticism to help, they would all die, because they didn't even know how to bring out the BOSS's health bar!

Roland hid behind that Greater Naga and wasn't hit. He looked at the chaotic hall, his face changing again and again.

The Nagas couldn't deal with that madman at all. This was an excellent opportunity to escape!