master transferred to spellcaster

"Modern rum is really good... If you use it to cheer up the storm, you can drink more or less... Ugh... It seems a bit too much."

The high protruding ram breaks the wind and waves, the raised sails are blown up by the wind, and the ancient style ships sail through the storm leisurely.

All kinds of empty wine bottles were piled up in the cabin, and the woman with dazzling red hair sat in the wine bottle, retched a few times at the ground, and then suddenly looked up and looked out of the cabin.

It was dark as far as the eye could see, with billowing black clouds hanging low in the sky.And above the distant skyline, a black sun rose slowly.

The black sun should be inconspicuous in this storm, but it has a sense of existence that cannot be ignored.

"what……"

Francis Drake rubbed his eyes, once suspecting that after ten days of continuous drinking, he had finally consumed the spirit base.

"Forget it, go ask her..." Francis picked up the remaining half bottle of wine, rubbed his forehead and walked deep into the cabin.

The space in the cabin was much larger than it looked on the outside. Francis went down several flights of stairs in a row, turned left and right, and reached his destination after turning left and right.

"Every time I come down to look for you, I feel like I'm going through a maze. There are only two of us on board. Can't you make it easier?"

Pushing open the half-closed door leaking light, a room full of sundries and semi-finished machinery appeared in front of her eyes.

"Hey... I can't help it. This is the first time I've built a magic workshop on a boat. I'm not careful when I get excited..."

"Okay, anyway, I wouldn't bother to come down if I didn't have business to do. You can also feel the anomaly in the southwest direction."

"Let me see... Indeed, the alarm light has been on since just now. I was so busy researching that new gadget that I completely ignored-"

Under the cover of towering sundries, looking up from the messy workbench, the owner of the magic workshop stuck out his tongue, showing no sign of repentance, "How about it, do you want to take a look?"

"Of course, I will never miss good wine and adventure!"

"It's not too late, let's speed up! GO-GO!"

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Inside the cruise ship, people are standing by the windows or on the balcony, looking out from all over the ship, looking at this apocalyptic scene.

Wireless communication has been disabled since the sea monster first appeared. Even though the screen always shows no signal, people still make calls again and again, connect to the network repeatedly, and get the same desperate results.

Even though David claimed that he had contacted external rescue before the communication was interrupted, no one knows when the rescue will come when the external information cannot be obtained.

Or fear, or panic, or sadness, negative emotions haunt almost everyone.

In some rooms, thick blackout curtains were simply drawn to isolate the outside world, as if nothing had happened.

Behind the curtains, there is one room that is very different.

Under bright lights, sofas and other objects that occupy a large area were moved to the corners, clearing out the open space in the center of the room.

The open space was full of various instruments and containers. The long-haired man sitting in the middle picked up a test tube, took out a black boiling liquid from the distillation bottle, and shook it under the light.

He is so focused that the movement of the outside world so far has not been able to enter his world.

When the black sun rose, the whim experiment came to an end, and the overly strong abnormal aura finally brought his attention back to reality.

Putting the stopper on the test tube containing the black liquid and putting it in the pocket of the white coat, Paracelsus walked to the window and opened the curtain to look out.

Master is using command spells?

His eyes moved from the black-haired boy to the black sun above, and then to the sea monster that had not completely disappeared in the sea area.

"That alone is not enough to destroy them."

Closing the curtains again, Paracelsus picked up other materials piled on the ground, using the black solution just now as the base, and began to experiment with other things.

on deck...

Feeling the sight, Fujimaru Tachika looked up, but what he saw was a closed curtain, and the figures standing on the balcony were obviously not people he knew.

delusional...

Skipping this matter aside, he was slightly relieved by the staged success of the plan.The cursed sea monsters continue to die in this sea area, and the newly surfaced sea monsters will still be affected and become weak and unable to attack the cruise ship.

Ashiya Michimitsu landed slowly, and seemed exhausted when he landed, and staggered, Fujimaru Tateka hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Thank you..."

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations." Ashiya Michimitsu paused, supporting his shoulders to stand firm.

The fighters distributed around the hull also collected their weapons and are gathering here.

This is not a place to talk, Fujimaru Tachika thought so, and led everyone to a glass roof to shelter from the rain.

Although everyone except Gojo Satoru was already drowned, let's do as little as possible.

Along the way, everyone's gazes with various meanings all fell on Michiman Ashiya who was being hugged by Tatsuka Fujimaru.

Fujimaru Tachika, who seemed quite close to Ashiya Michimi, didn't seem to intend to introduce them, and everyone could only guess in their hearts.

Mike and George had talked with Tatsuka Fujimaru before, and they knew a little more. At least they knew that Ashiya Road was full of Shikigami who made a contract with Tatsuka Fujimaru.

So... Did Fujimaru Tachika make a contract with the devil?

His family background must be very miserable, and he signed a contract with the devil only by accident, and put his soul on the balance of trading with the devil.And after that, the boy's destiny can only go deeper and deeper into darkness...

The two believed in the story they had made up in their brains, and looked at Fujimaru Tachika's back with a bit of lament.

The opposite is the old man who has put the sword in the scabbard.The old man held down the faintly hot hilt, and looked at Fujimaru Tachika with complicated eyes.

He had heard that the Japanese like to play tricks like this, but he didn't expect that they would not let such a small child go.

At this age, his mind has not yet decided, how can he let him make a contract with the demon, even if it has no effect on the body, it is easy to be polluted mentally.

Looking back, I still have to find an opportunity to pull the child out and talk about it.

It just so happened that the child could understand Chinese, so there was no need for an apprentice to translate.

Walking in front, Fujimaru Tatsuka, who was stared at by countless secret caring and pity eyes, felt an inexplicable chill behind her.

Under the glass ceiling, David ordered the waiter to deliver dry towels and hot drinks early in the morning.

Several people wiped their faces and bodies, and took a few mouthfuls of hot drinks. Their tense muscles and minds finally relaxed a little.

"There are spare clothes here, all of which are brand new, and are prepared in various sizes. Please feel free to take them if you need them."

The waiter paused, but still asked, "Excuse me... are we safe now?"

"No, sorry, I'm just a little...my wife and daughter are still waiting for me to go back..."

Everyone except Gojo Satoru looked over.

Although it was well concealed, Fujimaru Tachika could still see fear and worry from this not young face, as well as expectations for his answer.

However, he couldn't give the answer he wanted.

"It's okay. I'm sorry that this state of affairs can only be delayed for a short while... But this is enough time for us to discuss other countermeasures. There will always be a way, isn't it?"

"We will definitely go back safely, and then you can tell this adventure story to your daughter."

"Thank you." The waiter was professionally trained and quickly calmed down.

Asians are young, and Fujimaru Tachika seems to him to be older than his daughter, and the child he is carrying looks to be about a few years old. He actually put pressure on a child of this age just now... It is really It should not be.

"Please be careful too, I will pray for you." After slightly bowing to Fujimaru Tachika, the waiter returned to his seat.

Whether they can return safely this time, no one present can guarantee, but everyone is very tacitly silent on this occasion.

Only the young girl from China was more out-of-the-box and whispered to her companion, "He also speaks English very well, without any Japanese accent. He can also speak Chinese. I almost thought he was Chinese before." Woolen cloth."

The old man standing in the front row raised his eyebrows, holding the scabbard with his backhand, and stabbed the girl precisely in the waist.After the blow, the girl's half of her waist became numb, and she didn't dare to make a sound, so she stood upright and closed her mouth.

The old man stroked his beard, and the eyeballs hidden under the drooping eyelids gave Ashiya Michimon a quiet look, and coughed, "So, do you have any thoughts on what's next?"

The girl behind him was too numb to walk, so she could only stand there and translate for the old man in English from a little distance away.

"Let's drive the boat away first, the farther away from here the better, maybe we can get rid of those monsters." Mike from the Black Order spoke first.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, "I told David about this just now, and he has ordered the captain to sail at the highest speed. However, the weather will not be too fast, so we should prepare for battle first. For good."

"I have a thunderbolt talisman, which is the most effective against evil spirits in the world. It can only be used once, and it is best to use it at a critical time. Maybe it can bring a glimmer of life."

With that said, the old man turned to Fujimaru Tachika, "Kid, protect your shikigami when the time comes."

Fujimaru Tatsuka was taken aback, "Ah, yes."

None of the others were carrying something at the bottom of the box similar to the Thunderbolt Talisman Paper.After all, no one took this escort mission seriously before the accident happened. There are quite a few people who come here with the mentality of enjoying a paid vacation, so they don't bring desperate things.

If it was a sunny day, there would be many more ways to get rid of demon masters. Even if the paper figurines were weak, they could be regarded as a considerable combat power because of their large number, but they would be completely useless in rainy days.

After some discussions, it can be regarded as re-planning a more reasonable combat method and strategy.

Fujimaru Tachika made it clear that he might be able to release the attack just now, and gave everyone a little confidence.

In addition to the thunderbolt talisman paper that the old man said, they still have two chances to breathe.

"Do you have anything else to add?"

Gojo Satoru has been in a state of wandering in the sky since before, and he didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, he suddenly raised his hand, "I will add a guess."

"Not sure, but very likely..."

"There's another big guy below us."

Before everyone could react, the entire hull suddenly shook violently, so much that the cups on the table fell to the ground one after another, and the waiters hurriedly grabbed the objects beside them to try to stabilize their figures.

Fujimaru Tachika and the others are fine. They have been trained on weekdays, and their physical fitness is much higher than ordinary people. They can stand firmly on the ground at this moment.

"What is this-"

The shaking didn't stop for a few seconds, and suddenly it struck again, this time more violent than last time.

"The big guy you're talking about... is that one?" Mike pointed to the side with a trembling voice.

The arms and legs that seemed to be magnified countless times broke through the waves, and the suction cup at the end was taller than the tallest Gojo Goto among them. These arms and legs fell heavily on the cruise ship, dragging the cruise ship forcefully to prevent it from moving.

While they were in a daze, more and more arms and legs broke out from under the sea surface, almost enveloping the entire cruise ship. The sand, seaweed and fish schools brought up by them fell from the sky, and slapped the deck with mucus .

"Ah, ah, yeah."

Gojo Satoru's face was also ugly after being splashed with the slime of the sea monster.

"I haven't seen you for a while, I've grown up again."