Witch, I'm really not an ancient god of the deep sea!

Chapter 218 The Lighthouse! We saw the lighthouse!

On the gloomy sea, aboard the Mermaid, the Black Whale Gang's flag fluttered continuously in the storm.

Tall, waterproof boots slowly trod across the blood-stained floor.

The flesh-and-blood mage swept his completely wet hair back, carefully walked past more than a dozen muscular women, and finally arrived in front of a huge red sofa.

In front of the red sofa sat a tall, curly-haired woman with a stunning figure, dressed in light clothing, who resembled a noble queen, teasing those around her.

The flesh-and-blood mage spoke:

"Auntie, I'm back."

Carol blew on the pipe in her hand, seemingly not fully noticing the small flesh-and-blood mage in front of her.

The Flesh and Blood Mage immediately added:
"Auntie, the Flower Witch has refused to join us, the Bloodblade Pirates..."

Huff! Carol exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.

"Get to the point! That witch could never join us anyway, after all, we're sworn enemies. But what about that new hunter who appeared on the high seas? I feel he's quite suitable for our Black Whale Gang's style, and he matches the style of many of our officers, like my little crow and the Black Death Doctor..."

"nor."

The Flesh and Blood Mage answered calmly.

Snapped!
Almost the instant he finished speaking, a solid iron whip struck his face, and blood splattered onto the ground.

The flesh mage remained expressionless, as if he felt no pain. This was the punishment for failing the mission, and he had to accept it.

"Hold on, this is just a small task, the punishment can't be too severe, and being beaten by the hot old lady Carol is a reward for many people..." the Flesh Mage comforted himself.

However, the next second, he saw Carol's fierce expression, like that of a tiger.

Carroll toyed with the iron whip in his hand:
"Was the hunter's refusal firm? If you were given another chance, to approach him privately again, what are the chances of getting him to join?"

Upon hearing this question, the Flesh and Blood Mage fell silent for a moment.

The usually short-tempered Carol was actually pressing for details about this matter.

Does this answer really matter...? The Flesh Mage answered reluctantly:
"Ninety percent of the time, if we met alone in private, given his strength, the moment he saw my flesh and blood magic, he would lose all his confidence. Add a little temptation, and he would undoubtedly be a member of our Black Whale Gang. At that time, the Flesh-Cut and Bone-Severing spell would be revoked..."

"Ninety percent?"

Carol's lips curled slightly as she leaned back.
"Forget it, in my opinion, there's only a 50% chance. Unless you resort to violence, you simply can't take him down, just like that little black-eyed guy on the Sawshark. Only absolute violence can tame that hunter. I'm very interested in this guy."

And remember, do not kill him without my order.

As he spoke, Carroll casually twirled his gun:

"Remember, this is an order. Otherwise, I'll make you soak in alcohol."

The order... A bead of cold sweat involuntarily appeared on the flesh mage's hand.

Why? Why would Carol want that Black Hunter so much? What makes her think she has a better chance? Is the Black Hunter's life more valuable than her own? Or is it because the Black Hunter is more charming?
The flesh-and-blood mage was momentarily confused, and even felt a pang of jealousy.

You should know that he, who is obsessed with power, is not even qualified to be Carol's lover!

"Forget it, this matter should be taken slowly anyway. After the Bloodblade Pirates are gone, Black Hunter, Witch, and this sea area will all be ours sooner or later."

Then, Carroll continued to ask:

"By the way, what was their reaction to this operation?"

The Flesh and Blood Mage answered truthfully:
"The Blood Lady was as sorrowful as ever, and Fenrir the Mad Wolf was filled with fear the moment he saw the Shell Dragon at my feet."

I believe that after this threat, the Bloodblade Pirates will quickly dispatch their exploration ships to the naval research base. And to save time, they will inevitably choose the shortest route—no, there is no safe route there…”

Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Carroll's lips curled into a faint smile:

“Indeed, indeed. Once the Bloodblade Pirates’ ships join this battle and become bait, everything will be much easier.”

Bait... A chill ran through the Flesh and Blood Mage's heart.

Because next, he will also be traveling on an exploration vessel to the naval research base!
He was the person in charge of this exploration mission.

He clenched his fist and slowly asked:

"Auntie, I'd like to ask, what exactly happened to the exploration ships that entered the naval research base? That's why we need the Bloodblade Pirates to join us as so-called 'bait'..."

Besides winning over the witch and the black hunter, this operation has an even more important purpose: to use a "show of force" to get the Bloodblade Pirates to join the battle as soon as possible.

In the past three days, all ten exploration ships that were supposed to return have been lost in the waves of the ocean and have not been heard from since.

In order to avoid further losses in combat power, the Black Whale Gang needs a sufficiently powerful 'vanguard' and a sufficiently large 'bait'.

This warning meant that the Bloodblade Pirates became 'bait' even earlier.

"You really are a curious little thing, cutie..."

Carroll crossed her muscular, wheat-colored thighs, turned her head, and looked through the thick fog and across the gloomy, turbulent sea.

The Flesh Mage followed Carol and looked out at the distant sea. In that instant, he seemed to hear the waves roar like dragons.

The older woman replied with a hint of mockery:
"Who knows? Perhaps it's some kind of massive natural disaster. After all, this sea area hasn't been explored for far too long..."

"..."

There was no answer... The flesh mage couldn't help but shudder.

The appearance of the Black Whale Gang's matriarch and the Black Whale Gang's repeated victories led him to momentarily forget that the place they were about to head to was a lost land that had been unexplored for twenty years, a place that the Ice Demon Pirate Gang had never ventured into.

Carole, the older woman, slowly leaned closer and blew smoke into his face:
"Don't worry, no matter what you encounter, the fourth captain of the exploration team, the Black Whale Gang will reward you when you return. The value of this reward will be no less than the flesh-chopping bone in the hands of the Black Hunter."

In the thick smoke, the blood on the flesh mage's face slowly rolled back into his skin:
"Don't worry, Captain, I will complete this mission and bring back the witch and that black hunter, locked in a cage!"

"Hahaha! Don't disappoint me, my little darling!"

Carole smiled, feeling the sea breeze, and poured herself a glass of the strongest liquor.

……

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Bloodblade Pirate Gang Base, Red Maple Island Wharf, Shipyard, Night.

At this moment, a group of people stood anxiously on the shipyard, watching the ship repairman's performance.

Fenrir the Mad Wolf paced back and forth in the shipyard, speaking to the red-haired female shipwright aboard the Dagger:
"Little Ami, how much time do we have left? It's time to finish repairing the Dagger! We don't have much time left; we must finish immediately!"

"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Can't you see I've already used all four of my robotic arms! I should have installed another robotic arm, so I could have spared the time to smash your dog heads in!"

Also, don't call me "Little Ami," I'm twenty-five years old!

Fenrir was sprayed with water.

"This little Ami is so temperamental..."

Chen Qi sat in a chair and looked at the short, Tier 3 mechanic from the Dagger.

But it's not her fault.

Due to the extensive damage to numerous ships, the young, red-haired female ship repairman at the dock has been working continuously for five days and five nights, during which she has only slept for five hours.

Fen sat next to Chen Qi, feeling nervous and occasionally shivering.

The exploration mission... Chen Qi vaguely sensed unpleasant memories.

Although this operation was initiated by the Bloodblade Pirates, it was actually more like an investigation mission by the Belial Meteorological Bureau.

Currently, there is very little information available about the entire lost naval base.

Even the very seas they were about to pass through remained a huge question mark.

In addition to their regular weather bureau missions, they also have to face attacks from the Black Whale Gang.

"An extremely difficult mission..." Chen Qi couldn't help but think.

boom!
A loud noise interrupted his thoughts!

"Give me a break!"

With a furious punch from ship repairman Ami, the Dagger's lights came back on.

"Finally done! Can we set sail now? Is everything alright, little Ami?"

Fenrir asked eagerly.

Red-haired shipwright Ami used his four mechanical arms to flick four middle fingers at Fenrir:
"Are you questioning my skills? Among the pirates in the third tier, my ship repair skills are only slightly inferior to those of Buli from the Ice Demon Pirate Crew."

There shouldn't be any problem... Fenrir clenched his fists, a nervous expression on his face, before looking at the Flower Witch behind him and Chen Qi.

Fenrir tossed the equipment box onto the Dagger:

"Gentlemen, time is of the essence. We'll depart now, splitting into five exploration ships, each carrying fifty people. You two will come with me. I'll explain the precautions for entering the Sea of ​​Anomalies later..."

Chen Qi looked at the ship he was about to board. The Dagger's hull design was simple yet powerful, with each plank carefully selected and polished, and the ship's lines were smooth.

Of course, although it is an exploration vessel, it is much larger than the ghost ship of Dawn, and it can accommodate a hundred people.

Although it is not as fast as the ghost ship, it has an extremely strong superhuman defensive barrier!
This is currently the Bloodblade Pirates' best defensive barrier.

This is an extremely important characteristic for the distorted sea area we are about to visit.

Chen Qi pondered his next move.

Lady Blood and Big Mom Carol will not be directly involved in this operation.

Fourth-tier legends are ultimately few and far between. Blood Lady and veteran Gale of the Blood Blade Pirates will not venture into the unknown once they have confirmed Big Mom's next move.

In other words, this operation will ultimately be a contest between third-tier superhumans, and their chances of winning are not small!
With him around, the sea beasts on the ocean pose little threat, and with Fen around, most third-tier superhumans cannot resist Fen's release.

"Well, let's go."

After pondering for a long time, Chen Qi patted Fen on the shoulder and, along with Mad Wolf and more than forty other crew members, boarded the Dagger.

"Bon Voyage!"

Inside the shipyard, shouts from the Bloodblade Pirates could be heard.

The Dagger slowly sailed out of the dock, heading towards the misty, distorted Sea amidst everyone's anticipation.

set sail!

……

……

Before they knew it, night fell, and the fog grew thicker and thicker.

"Indeed, the only exciting moment is when we set sail."

Chen Qi emerged from the rickety Dagger's galley, retrieved a cup of fruit pudding, and handed it to Fen on the deck.

"Fen, have something to eat. This voyage hasn't been pleasant. Why don't you rest for a while?"

Five hours had passed since they entered this sea area filled with thick fog and a faint smell of corpses.

Sailing in such dense fog is an ordeal for everyone, both physically and mentally.

"Thanks!!"

He gave me the food first… Fen, still a little dizzy, took the pudding, the flower on her head turning a strange gray, and said:
"Qi, my intuition tells me that this sea is very dangerous. We must be careful, and you should be careful too."

"Yes, I'll be careful..."

Chen Qi and the Flower Witch Fen leaned against the side of the boat, looking out at the sea below them.

The seawater had an unsettling color, ranging from a deep blue-black to an eerie dark green, and was occasionally dotted with unknown algae and strange bubbles, while also emitting a foul odor of unknown origin.

The waves crashed against the hull of the Dagger, making a mournful sound.

Not only that, but there will also be some mutated little fish that go berserk and ram the Dagger.

The massive storm added to the tension, putting everyone on the Dagger on edge.

This sea area is extremely dangerous... Chen Qi remained as vigilant as possible, then looked towards the bow of the ship.

Captain Fenrir, standing at the bow, was shouting himself hoarse as he directed his crew:

"Helper! Hold on! You must maintain absolute focus! Don't be misled by the fog!"

"Damn it, how come there are so many terrifying mutant fish! We were just bombarded, how come there are even more? Is our flesh really that delicious? Is it really that attractive to you?!"

Fenrir pulled his clothes tighter, already annoyed by the sudden onslaught of these frenzied sea monsters.

"Should I not have come up to the deck...?" Chen Qi thought to himself.

It was his fault; he was the one who caused the little fish's frenzy.

He was now almost certain that even against mutated monsters, his affinity would still be effective.

Chen Qi looked toward the helmsman at the bow of the ship.

The Dagger is an extremely expensive ship with a very comprehensive design, featuring two places to adjust the ship's direction: the captain's cabin and the bow.

In order to get a better view of the sea, the helmsman of the Dagger had to brave the gale and the stench, constantly adjusting the ship's course as it sailed on this dangerous sea.

The captain said weakly;
"I understand, I understand, Brother Fenrir..."

He's out of his mind... Chen Qi stepped forward, took out some meat patties, and gave them to the helmsman and Fenrir:

"Are you alright, sir? Would you like something to eat?"

The helmsman's face was gloomy, and he seemed to have fainted.

"No, I just want to get ashore! Get ashore as soon as possible! Get ashore!"

The helmsman frantically repeated "Get ashore."

Fenrir took the meat pie from Chenqi:

"Get ashore? That's a long way off!"

The helmsman shook his head, his eyes bloodshot and pale.
"No, no, Brother Fenrir, aren't we almost ashore? I can see the lighthouse, the lighthouse!"

"???"

Fenrir and Chen Qi were both stunned.

They've only just crossed the halfway mark on their current route, so where would they find a lighthouse?
Could there be a small, isolated island on this vast ocean?
Something's not right, this helmsman is suspicious!

Snapped!
Without hesitation, Chen Qi grabbed the helmsman and slapped him twice across the face!

Where is the lighthouse?

Chen Qi's tone was icy as he immediately questioned him.

The helmsman is already out of his mind.

The strange hallucinations were a harbinger of countless ships sinking on the high seas!

Shadow Fiend? Or Nightmare Mist?
A variety of possibilities flashed through Chen Qi's mind at once.

Regardless of the type, if their ships are not dealt with in time, they could sink to the bottom of the sea in the next minute!

The helmsman did not answer, but stared blankly at Chen Qi.

Fenrir touched his forehead and explained:

"Damn it! This guy used too many Lamp Image skill books and stepped into the illusion of Lamp Image. This place..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a ray of light from afar shone on them.

Light……

I have hallucination resistance, this is not a hallucination... Chen Qi slowly raised his head and looked towards the night sky.

In the distant, dark fog, a huge lamp hung high, like a moon, like the salvation of countless seafarers—

lighthouse!

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

With the sound of huge waves, the 'little lighthouse' suspended a hundred meters in the air continued to descend, approaching them.

The lantern grew larger and larger in just a few seconds.

A sudden gust of wind rushed towards them, causing the entire Dagger to rock on the sea.

No, it was less a gale and more a breath reeking of blood, a breath like a storm.

The fog, stretching for thousands of meters, slowly parted, and a thick, pungent smell of blood suddenly pressed down on the Dagger and on everyone present.

This is… Chen Qi instinctively took a deep breath, feeling a strange sense of familiarity.

At this moment, Fenrir the Mad Wolf took a step back, his body stiffening in an extremely rare manner.

Having experienced countless battles, he had witnessed countless storms, the irrational fighting between soldiers, the stinging pain of bullets piercing ears, and the piercing of blades into hearts.

Logically speaking, apart from illness, there shouldn't be much that could make him back down.

But at this moment, his body remained stiff and he trembled uncontrollably.

This was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time, a primal instinct called fear.

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