"I'm not stupid. Ever since you attacked me last time, I felt something was wrong. After carefully analyzing the various contradictions, I knew someone must be using you and me as pawns. Who is it this time?"
"Governor Julio."
Hearing the other party's answer, Charles showed a sneer on his face. "Haha, sure enough, I guess it's him too."
Margaret looked at Charles in front of her with trembling eyes. With mixed feelings, she took a deep breath and said, "You were right before. I am not good at exploration. So in order to save Hefang Island, I need to do what I am good at, which is to lure out the spy from the Futan Cult."
Charles turned his head and looked carefully at Margaret next to him. He smiled softly when he saw that she was a little uncomfortable. "That's great. You didn't surrender to Futan. Thank you for doing this for me. When everything is over, we can have a good chat."
Margaret's expression quickly turned cold. "This is not for you. I promised my father that I would revitalize Hefang Island. My father's Hefang Island will always belong to humans, not a group of underwater monsters."
Charles turned his head again to look at the profile hidden in the hair. "Then we have to talk too. I don't like to keep dragging it out."
At this moment, the heat wave that had baked the hair on his face slowly receded, and Harold's unusually old face reappeared in front of everyone. "Charles, you don't seem surprised at all?"
"Surprised? Surprised about what? Why do you think I told you my location before? Since everyone is acting, I might as well join in." Having said that, Charles looked past them and towards the distant skyline.
In the distance, dust was rising all around, and more than a dozen huge carriages drove out from the purple fog, driven by giants over three meters tall. They were all the Heike people who came out to explore. Those who could come out to carry out the exploration mission were the best of their race.
Charles, who had already guessed the other party's background, of course had to respond. Since the suspect was one of his own, no matter how he used the power of Hope Island, he would eventually disturb them. However, these lonely but powerful guys were different.
The change in the situation was unexpected for the crew of the Narwhal and the "kings" of Sodom. They stopped fighting each other and for a moment they were confused about what was going on.
"Lily! Change the muzzle! Target: The wizard from the Western Sea!!"
The squeaking sound of mice continued to be heard, and the front and rear deck guns began to rotate, with the black muzzles pointing in the direction of Hahod.
The mages were surrounded by Charles' crew, the "king" of Sodom, and the approaching giant carriage of the Hek tribe.
However, faced with such an unfavorable situation, Hahod and his more than 20 subordinates did not show much panic on their faces, and even showed a hint of disdain on their faces.
"Charles, you said before that we only have one way, that is, to find the darkness to solve all this, but you are wrong, there is a second way. That is to abandon the losing side and join the winning side."
"The successful side?? So what if you joined the Futan religion? Do you really think the so-called gods will care about you? You are just ants in front of them! You are trash who betrayed your own race!!"
Facing Charles's scolding, Hahod shook his head slightly, "No, you are wrong. You don't understand what the Mighty One represents. The people of Futan have shown me that our magical power actually comes from the great God. Everything we have comes from Him!"
Charles didn't want to talk nonsense with them anymore. Since the other party was so determined, there was no room for conversation.
"Attack!" Under the powerful force of gunpowder, huge shells flew out from the muzzle and continued to pour towards them.
However, the explosion that should have occurred did not occur. As the five mages on the right quickly stuffed a ball of soft plastic into their mouths and simultaneously knocked the ground with the ends of their staffs, a translucent cover instantly expanded and wrapped up everyone.
"Gunpowder, machinery, gears, do you really think that useless things created by mortals can defeat the power from God?"
This was the first time Charles saw anger on Hahood's face since they met. The white beard on his chin trembled like a tentacle.
"You think we old antiques are out of date and will be eliminated, and that the era of mages being superior is over! How foolish! This power is given to me by the gods! It is you who should be eliminated!"
Just as he shouted the last word, the ground beneath him cracked open, forming a small floating island that lifted them into the air.
Profound and difficult to understand spells began to be chanted, more than 20 wizards chanted different spells. At this moment, language had power and began to mobilize the power around.
They poured black and purple ink, and the ink began to form nested magic circles around them like living things.
Under the shadow of the floating island, everyone's face was solemn, and everyone knew that these guys were preparing for a big move.
All kinds of attack methods flew towards the floating island frantically, trying to stop the opponent.
Two giant bats each grabbed one of Anna's tentacle and quickly approached the floating island. Anna controlled Charles' vampire crew.
As soon as they approached the huge sphere, Anna pointed her tentacle, and a wizard in the bubble suddenly stopped chanting, pounced on his companion next to him like a wild beast, and bit off his face fiercely.
"Whoosh~!" As Hahod suddenly put down the staff in his hand, a huge whirlwind appeared without warning, and the vampire in the air was blown away by the wind.
Some kind of beautiful singing came through the strong wind and reached everyone's ears. The skin of some mages began to swell gradually, and moss crawled up the back of their hands.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak~~" A sharp sound suddenly rang out, instantly countering the sound of 134.
Seeing Anna falling from the sky, Charles frowned and asked Margaret: "What is Julio's backup plan? Don't tell me he only sent you here to die."
These guys don't look easy to deal with. If we pile up human lives on them, many people will die.
As the strange light of the floating island became brighter and brighter, the shadows of all the people around suddenly began to move. They broke away from their masters and pounced towards the shadow of the floating island with their afterimages.
Julio, with an indifferent look on his face, crawled out from the fat of the "King", walked to the side of Charles, folded his arms across his chest and looked up at the sky.
(End of this chapter)