Outside the city of Limbanghuye.
On the east side of the main road, extending ten kilometers along the coast, on a wasteland, a circular portal emerged from mid-air, and two figures, one big and one small, jumped out of it.
"Anton, this is probably the place Mr. Jack is talking about, right?"
Noah stepped on the fine sand and gravel, making a crunching sound, and turned around to ask a cow. The cow mooed twice and then twitched its ears.
"I don't know. Alex said Anton is 'illiterate', so Anton doesn't know if it is here, but Anton can sense that there is a breath of extraordinary humans approaching... Well, there is also a strong smell of fish and blood."
"Then it looks like this is the right place."
Noah smiled.
He looked down at his neck, where a key carved from bones was hanging. He raised his hand and gently held it, muttering to himself:
"I can't let Mr. Jack down. I'll need your help to finish the painting later, Mr. Gallery."
The bone key moved twice, as if in response.
Not long after.
A small fishing boat came cutting through the waves at a speed far beyond its size. The two men standing on the deck had frowns on their faces.
"How could I have lost track of you..."
One of the bearded men said in a deep voice.
The other man next to him kept cursing.
"Damn the storm! I can't get this job done!"
"This is already Lin Bang's territory. We must have overtaken them. Let's go back..."
The bearded man sighed and prepared to turn around and go back to the cabin.
But at this moment, he heard a cry from his companion:
"There's a cow running towards us!"
"Um?"
The bearded man found it absurd and immediately looked towards the sea.
I saw a giant cow about five meters tall, standing upright like a giant, with its legs stamping on the sea, as if it was stepping on something. In its hand was a terrifying broadsword as tall as a person, dark red and deep, with a breathtaking scarlet light.
Sitting on the cow's shoulder was a short boy wearing gentle round-framed glasses, smiling at them.
"He is an enemy, not a friend. Let Yin Lumi turn around and leave!"
The bearded man shouted.
"It's too late, that guy is too fast!"
shouted his companion.
"Damn it! I'm going to stop it, turn around now! I'll be right back!"
Seeing this, the bearded man had no choice but to jump over the fence.
In an instant, he turned into a giant murloc sea monster, with a pair of bulging pale fish eyes hiding murderous intent, swimming straight towards the cow...
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After a moment.
A small fishing boat exploded on the sea, and the broken pieces scattered and fell into the sea with a crackling sound. Although the fire was dazzling, it did not attract anyone's attention because this place was too remote.
On the beach, a skinny man with long braided hair opened his eyes wide, and his pupils gradually widened. Suddenly, his horrified expression froze, and his body became as stiff as a sculpture.
Finally, with a plop, he fell straight onto the beach.
If someone from the mysterious realm came to investigate, they would be shocked to find that this guy's spirit had disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a meaningless physical body.
All around him, there were four or five broken corpses lying in a mess. The strange thing was that there was no trace of blood, as if these dead people were just lifelike puppet models.
"Done... Let's call this painting "The Pilot". Mr. Jack said that I need to use the Siren's sequence ability to lead the enemy into Mr. Alex's dream. This name is very appropriate... And this guy seems to be the pilot of the ship."
Noah put down his paintbrush, looked at the painting on the easel in front of him, smiled and clapped his hands.
On the canvas, there is a strange man with dark green fish scales all over his body and ears shaped like fish fins. He is grinning with his mouth open, as if he is singing... Behind the man, one ship after another, as if guided by an invisible force, is sailing forward without hesitation, but ahead is a dark storm.
Noah stood up from the small bench and stretched out his hand.
The easel made of patterned white bones slowly deformed, and with a clicking sound, it gradually turned into a sticky substance like pale paint, spreading and shrinking into the key hanging around his neck.
"Noah, Anton found the guy, but only half of him..."
At this time, a muffled voice was heard.
Noah turned his head and saw an arm in the mouth of a cow, with the arm connected to half of the body. The owner of the corpse was the bearded man who had fought with him first... His face was hideous at the moment, as if he died with his eyes open.
"Killed with one sword?"
Noah asked in surprise, adjusting his glasses on his nose.
The bearded man was the strongest among the group of enemies, a deep-sea sequence five diver. However, he had no power to resist Antonio at all, and fled with serious injuries after just two encounters.
"Yeah, Anton wanted to keep him alive, but he was too weak. He was cut in two by one strike of the sword..."
The cow said with some distress.
"Forget it, I'll just die... Mr. 'Gallery' can only display the power of the sequence itself, and does not include the abilities of the sequences below it. The Deep Diver is of little use to me."
Noah walked forward, touched the cow's head and comforted it. Anton nodded, not quite understanding, and then said:
"Can I eat them all?"
Noah was slightly startled, and after thinking about it, he understood what it meant.
"Is it for the sword in your body to eat?"
"hold head high!"
Anton nodded vigorously.
"Of course, no problem. Their spirits have been taken away by Mr. Gallery. I'll leave their bodies to you, Anton."
"Then I'm welcome, Noah."
Anton smiled innocently, then...
It opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth and buried its head in the corpse on the ground.
Suddenly, there were creepy sounds of "puffing" and "cracking".
Noah turned his head to look at the sea, thinking about something, when suddenly he heard a whooshing sound. He turned around and saw a blond young man in ostentatious clothes sitting down on the beach, holding his butt and wailing.
"Mr. Alex?"
He said in surprise.
"Hey you! My perfect butt must be broken. What if a noble lady sees me and laughs at me?!"
Alex threw away a small white snake in his hand and struggled to stand up.
Noah bent down and picked up the familiar little white snake, recognizing that this was a common method used by Mr. Jack, and instantly guessed that Alex had completed the teleportation through this snake.
"Did Mr. Jack ask you to come over? Mr. Alex."
Noah asked politely.
Alex looked at the cow chewing a watermelon beside him with twitching eyes, and said angrily:
"Well... She said that the matter is not over yet, and that a high-ranking incarnation of Bai Something Leaf will come to cause trouble, so she asked me to come and help you..."
As he spoke, he raised his head, put his hands on his hips and pointed his thumbs at himself.
"Don't worry, the great bard Alex is here, you don't have to be afraid at all. Those rotten fish and shrimps in the sea will soon have their heads chopped off by my sharp sword!"
Alex also followed his lines by pulling out a decorative sword tied around his waist. The hilt was inlaid with various cheap fake gems and had an unsharpened blade made of withered flowers.
He swung his sword a few times, thinking it looked cool, but he almost cut his neck.
"Well, I believe you, Mr. Alex."
Noah nodded and said to him.
Alex was immediately pleased with these words. He put the "sword" back into the scabbard with satisfaction, and then continued to look at the sea with his hands on his hips.
Soon, just as Alex said, the waves in the distance suddenly rose high, and a man's figure was standing on the crest of the waves, rushing towards them rapidly.
As the man got closer, the sea became more and more turbulent, even like a tsunami, raising waves dozens of meters high, blocking everyone's view.
Alex looked at the disaster-like scene, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. But he still did not retreat a single step, but drew his sword and pointed it at the other party, laughing loudly.
"Tell the great Alex your name... I will not kill nameless people!"
His voice roared at the top of his lungs.
Erickson, who was standing on the crest of the wave, frowned slightly. He didn't know what this guy was doing. He was obviously just an ordinary person, but he looked so fearless.
"Mystification!"
The high-ranking incarnation of the Hand of Boliye snorted coldly.
She raised her hand and directed a surging wave to hit the beach. This wave of sea water, which was endowed with extraordinary power, was as heavy as a thousand pounds. If it hit the beach, the area of hundreds of meters where Noah and the others were would be washed away.
Noah took a deep breath, and the shadow of a gallery emerged behind his mind. Oil paintings passed by one after another, and soon stopped on the "Navigator" that had just been included.
Several fish scales suddenly grew on both sides of his cheeks, and his ears turned into pointed fins. When he opened his mouth, a sharp but strange sound with ups and downs came out.
Yeah—
"You actually want to use the siren's song to hypnotize the incarnation of a high-ranking person in the deep sea?"
Erickson, who was standing on the crest of the wave, couldn't help but sneer when he heard it.
But the next second, her eyes suddenly froze, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly arose in her heart. Without the slightest hesitation, she rode the waves and turned around and left.
Although he was just an incarnation, Ericsson trusted his instincts very much and was quite decisive... Thanks to this, he had been able to avoid danger many times before.
However, this time, something unexpected happened.
She was still a step late!
Noah was holding the little white snake in his hands, as if he had been blessed with some kind of weight. The singing that came out of his mouth easily "pierced through" Erikson's mysterious defense, leaving him confused for a moment.
At that moment, she fell asleep.
Eriksson looked around and saw that there was no sea at all!
I didn't know when I found myself in a huge and spacious open-air arena. There were crowds of people sitting on all sides, and the whole audience was shouting the name "Alex" excitedly and enthusiastically.
The dazzling light fell from the sky, making the sand in the Colosseum hot.
Erickson discovered that a muscular man with explosive muscles was shouting at her a few dozen meters away:
"Humble man, tell me your name!"
His face was exactly the same as the blond young man who was on the shore earlier.
"Is this... a dream?"
Ericson frowned and narrowed his eyes.
The strong man Alex was a full two meters and five meters tall. He roared with his eyes wide open:
"I ask your name! Answer quickly! I will not kill nameless people!"
"die!"
Erickson's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
She hooked her finger without hesitation. Even though the Colosseum was not her home ground, it was not a big problem for a high-level incarnation.
The moisture in the air condensed on its own and turned into a high-frequency vibrating water line as thin as a silk thread, which instantly passed across the neck of the strong man Alex.
However, what made Eriksson shrink was that
The "water line" that was strong enough to cut through thick steel walls was actually bounced off its exposed neck, making a sharp squeaking sound.
The sturdy man, who was unharmed, grinned grimly and slashed with the sword in his hand. In an instant, the sword blade left hundreds or thousands of afterimages at an unmatched speed and directly cut through her neck!
clang!
The terrifying wind wave raised high clouds of dust.
Blood gushed out like a column, and Erikson saw with her own eyes that her headless body was still standing there, her eyes filled with horror.
"What kind of physical strength and speed is this... It completely exceeds my reaction limit?"
The next second, Eriksson suddenly realized something.
"Yes, this is a dream. Absurdity is reasonable."
Bang!
She felt her head being grasped by a big hand. She turned her sight and saw the ferocious face of the sturdy man. He grinned and said:
"I said I would chop off your head with my own hands!"
In this world.
All of this happened in just half a second. Erickson's figure standing on the waves froze. Her head fell out of thin air, and her body fell backwards and sank into the sea.