Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

"Captain..." The crew made way sideways, watching the annoyance in Alena's eyes.

Alaina's long hair was burnt golden red by the sun. She folded her arms and hugged her chest, silently staring at the broken rails of the ship.

In the distance, the roar of the waves reached the ears of everyone present.They looked at the damaged ship, doubts and anger intertwined on everyone's faces.

The Sienna's crew was restless, and the craftsmen's legs were shaking.

The latter didn't know whether to be afraid or angry first.Those responsible for the repairs worked hard day and night, not daring to neglect the pirates.

Overnight, the ship was wrecked.Although it will not be a waste of all previous efforts, it will be destroyed silently.

If they didn't take turns to send supervisors to be on duty, otherwise they would not be able to tell the truth even if they opened their mouths a hundred times when something happened.

Is this an accident?certainly.But this accident was extraordinary, it was not a natural disaster, it could only be a man-made disaster.Because only humans can destroy the side panels and keels so purposefully.

The head of the beauty pirates gave them two fortifications: one is to build new ships, and the other is to repair old ships.The new one is unscathed, the old one is badly damaged.

The four crew members in charge of the work were surrounded tightly, and the other companions questioned them over and over again. They basically gave the same answer—"The night was calm, and there was hardly any sound, and no suspicious person came."

Alena stepped up to the bulwark, with the first mate and helmsman behind her.

"What good did the enemy do?" asked the helmsman.

"Very likely," the first mate continued, "but I can't imagine any enemy who has the ability to do it quietly."

"Although they are all trash, they can hire people to do evil." The helmsman gritted his teeth.

Alaina's gaze was like following a needle, searching for the many fist-sized needle holes in front of her without missing a single spot.When her toes were about to touch the board, she suddenly stopped.

"Noren." She called the first officer's name, "look at the hole four feet above me."

The first mate stepped forward in response, stepped on the deck of the boat, and with a kick, climbed up.He lowered his eyebrows, repeated the action again, and tore off something.

It was a brown cane, only as long as a middle finger, stuck on the edge of a broken hole.

Alaina's eyes flickered, she took the cane, stared at it, and her mind was thinking of something else.

She inexplicably recalled the badge of Fuzhuo, the flight before reaching the Lost Island, and the man with straight golden hair...

No, it should be just a coincidence.She stared at the plant in her palm with rapt attention, dripping with cold sweat... Alaina couldn't convince herself, her fingers suddenly closed and clenched into a fist.

"Quick! Noren, prepare the fastest horse, and immediately order the three crew members to go to Juta to deliver a message to Bobby and Holly!"

Bobby always felt that something was wrong today, as if he was in the jungle, being watched by countless pairs of eyes in the dark.

If there is no letter, no one will enter the winery.The dragon lord also keeps a close eye on this place, and there are guards pretending to be workers patrolling every day.

He scratched the back of his neck, hoping it was his own illusion, and continued to direct the workers to put the wine.

During lunch break, Bobby needs to go back to the house to warm up the food.Wilmer will come today, and he just happens to have a drink.Before that, he had to go to the hut.

This hut was set up far away from the winery, and there were no people around. To the west was a vast field and plain, and to the east was a dense forest.

Just as Bobby opened the door, a violent force knocked him to the ground!

Pain came from the tailbone and chest, but he didn't take the time to reflect that something like a rope was tied around his throat.

He kicked his legs desperately, scraping quite a few shallow marks on the ground.He couldn't make a sound, couldn't breathe, his neck and face were swollen with blood, and he grabbed the things around his neck with both hands.

Too quick to react, Bobby could only see the sky.The sky pulled away his lungs little by little, and his back was quickly dragged towards a certain place.

Just as his eyes were about to turn white, the restraint of his throat finally disappeared.

The corners of Bobby's eyes, nostrils, and mouth spewed out liquid along with severe coughing and pain. He was in palpitations, and he propped up his tattered and bloodstained body on his back, and looked towards the source of the sound——

A white-gold shadow flickered faintly.

The black mist is like a sea of ​​clouds transpiring from the ground, and in front of it are several afterimages of brown and green.

The dense forest in the east made a loud bang, followed by a rustling, like the vibration of a rushing animal tide.The sparse woodland borders lead into the depths, and the interior is dark and gaping.

"Wow—!"

The forest birds flew away in panic, and after their tail feathers, branches jumped up immediately; jumping like a school of fish on the dark green sea, and then drilled into the bottom of the sea, shuttling among the corals intertwined with trees.

And the vines that pierced the black smoke one after another, there was no sound.They are wrapped in black.A few seconds passed, and when they reappeared, they all rushed in the opposite direction!

Wilmer walked forward, his long hair was tied up high, and the strands of temple hair covered his face.

The black mist was like armor and a cloak, his scarlet eyes reflected the dense forest, and the chill condensed into frost.

The wind blew and the trees screamed.The branches controlled by the dark elements entangled and killed the vegetation.

There are shredded branches and leaves all over the ground, and the sky light shines through the tree crowns, like the gloomy cold light shining in the eyes of evil beasts.

Round after round, Wilmer's black mist swallowed the incoming branches.And the dark elements seemed to be some kind of delicacy, Huamu stretched out his minions, and rushed towards him, while Bobby was safe and sound.

Wilmer couldn't move forward. He stood at the border of the jungle, waving the short dagger in his hand.Taking two more steps would undoubtedly send him into the mouth of the beast.

The wood element of the comer is extremely strong, comparable to his.But at this moment, he seems to be more than flexible, and he can turn the attack into his own use.

However, the other party owns a large forest, and everything including wood can be used by him.This is equivalent to leaning against a huge armory, which can be used as a weapon at your fingertips.

Consuming it is not the answer, it must be resolved quickly.

Wilmer cut off a vine branch that rushed to the center of his eyebrows, and faintly smelled something else.Different from the corruption of the undead, the smell seems to be able to penetrate the brain and cause the temples to throb, which is very uncomfortable.

Mentor Andrea once told him that this colorless and odorless breath is very likely to be real black magic.

Not a small prey, Wilmer thought to himself.

He spread out one palm, his fingertips tensed, and the magic element smoke overflowed from his body.They floated gently, curled up, and strolled towards the dense forest.

As soft as a cloud, lightly and softly soaked into the interior of the forest.A part of Takagi was like a beggar smelling the smell of meat, but couldn't find a specific direction, and was spinning around in confusion.

The black smoke penetrated to a certain extent, and suddenly, Wilmer moved his fingers slightly, and the black smoke became conscious, and he pushed hard in two opposite directions——

The woods were scattered in an instant, and some were even uprooted and broken!

The black smoke opened up a path for the woods, crooked, and the field of vision at this time was extremely wide.

——In the depths, branches and small flowers are woven into a huge upright net.

It is more than four feet high, shaped like a spider's web, and the hole is filled with colorful flowers.Magnificent and magnificent, the warm spring and hot summer are all in full bloom on this mesh.

Wilmer looked disgusted.Those colorful colors can't cover up the stench filled with vines and flowers.As they walked slowly, they exhaled deeply, like wriggling stomachs, waiting to digest the food caught in the net.

The core of the flower oozes bright green mucus, which is the source of the stench.

I searched the dark cave with a candlestick, but I couldn't find anything uglier than it.

However, the "spider" was completely missing, and Wilmer's black smoke told it that the visitor was hiding behind the web.

The plants eroded by the dark elements finally slowed down, took turns, and slammed into the mesh.In the next second, all the pieces of meat fed into the meat grinder were torn by stamens and rattan, and died on the spot.

The leaves gently fall to the ground with the wind blowing to the west.Wilmer's question again gave him a different smell, his eyes flickered, the toe of his boot crushed the leaves, and ran due west.

The web is really like a spider. The web is not completely closed, so it moves the "thread", claws and claws to climb the woods, closely following Wilmer.

There was a huge monster chasing after him, making a muffled sound of "Boom—boom—".

With a solemn expression, Wilmer released black mist continuously, causing the short trees behind him to collapse one after another, hindering the speed of the mesh.

Due to the previous counterattack of many plants, the net cloth had several holes in its body.

The opening of the wind does not affect its flexible "hunting", roaring and shouting silently, and every few moments, it can catch Wilmer's clothes with only a few centimeters of distance.

Many vines stretched across his feet, trying to trip him, but they were avoided without exception.Wilmer's breathing became more and more rapid, the scene in front of him became more and more open and bright, and the smell became more and more obvious.

Mesh has no sense of smell, it only knows how to swallow tiny prey into its stomach.

Wilmer's tunic got caught on a branch and he had to stop, which happened to give Mesh a good chance!

He used the short dagger to cut through his outer shirt, and threw it straight ahead.

It takes too much time to do these actions.

The tip of the vine touched the heels, the viscous green liquid trickled down, and a huge shadow covered the top of the head...

Wilmer leaped forward and grabbed half of the coat!

"Do not--!!!"

Bobby yelled heart-piercingly. He dragged his body and returned to this place not long ago; he witnessed how Wilmer was chased by the terrifying giant, how he fell, and how he was tied to his legs and flew into the air... …

The net cloth opened its big mouth, "swish", and closed the huge mouth, like a cocoon, like a gorgeous flower bud.

"Crack... crackle..."

Thick smoke billowed, accompanied by the smell of burnt plants, and the indescribable stench mixed with it, rolling from the "cocoon".

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh""——"Cocoon" pierce a bunch of black smoke, like a gun, severed from top to bottom!

Before the mesh had time to intertwine again, his body was already wrapped in flames.Inside, a white bone was covered with its saliva, and while it landed at a high speed, it continued to tear open the net cloth while holding knives in both hands.

Little by little, the mesh was cut off by the fire and shattered into stumps all over the ground; many small flowers and vines were still dancing, burning to ashes in the flames.

A column of black mist dissipated in the forest just now, and they merged with the thick smoke of the fire, making it difficult for people to see the trace.

The bone was in ragged clothes, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he went straight in a certain direction and fell into the dense forest again.

There was a mess all around, and the horrible thing was beyond recognition.

A flaming arrow was inserted into the stake, right next to it, quietly following the flames.