Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 32 Brother Xiao, please clean it up for me
"Perhaps you think what I'm saying is a fantasy, but alchemists in history have already tried this path. The ancient Lord of Wallachia, the Grand Duke of the Impaler, Vlad III, the prototype of the vampire Dracula, he was just a little bit away, just a little bit!"

"Blood River Array, if he had added a little bit of the source-tracing method to guide him, he would have become a truly immortal vampire long ago!"

"Oh my god, I'm a genius, I'm a genius!"

Yan Huan rubbed his forehead, feeling a little distressed.

"I've made you talk so much. Genius? You pick up the dregs that our ancestors discarded and patch them up with the Western alchemy system. How dare you call yourself a genius? I was wrong to be shocked by your knowledge just now. I reflect on it. Now it seems that your brain is really a mess!"

If intelligence is used in the right way, the smarter the better, and literary achievements will make it even better.

When intelligence is used for evil purposes, the smarter one is, the more absurd one becomes, and literary fame and honor only serve to further one's evil deeds.

His virtue does not match his talent, he is just a scum.

Jiang Youdao was neither angry nor annoyed, and said with a smile, "This concept is too shocking, it's normal for you ordinary people not to understand it."

"Now get out of the way, friend. I'm going to rescue Yang. Listen to his damn voice. It's like he's about to see God. Your friend must not be getting along well with him."

click!
The loaded pistol was pointed at Yan Huan again.

boom!
Without any hesitation, a blue bullet wrapped in phantom fire shot out from the muzzle like a long snake.

boom!
There was another clear and long sound, like the collision of hard stone and fine steel. The bullet wrapped in Qi energy created a spark and then bounced to the side.

Jiang Youdao's eyes were filled with surprise. The bullet that fell at his feet lay there crumpled like a crushed can.

"After refining the firearms, plus the magic circle used to increase the speed, even a layer of skin can't be scratched!?"

"My friend the witch, what kind of spirit has come to haunt you?"

Yan Huan waved his hand to flick away the dust from the gunshot wound and shook his head slightly.

"There is no spirit at all, just a little bit of pure Qi, a little bit of golden light, and a little bit of vibrating gold element, that's all."

Convergence, sedimentation, solidity, and solemnity are called "gold". It is an indestructible shield and an indestructible spear.

Due to the previous unwarranted association with the driving of the ferry, Yan Huan obviously overestimated Jiang Youdao's strength.

I wanted to use the long-lost "golden blessing" this time, but I didn't expect that in the end I just borrowed a trace of golden light and it was over.

"Hmph, a mere trifle." Jiang Youdao sat cross-legged, and a golden eyeball-shaped magic weapon flew out of the magic bag.

"Yang, you're on your own. I only have protective magic weapons here. If the pistol can't penetrate it, there's nothing I can do."

Jiang Youdao waited quietly in the same place, with a pair of snow-white wings like swan feathers spread on both sides of his golden eyeballs, dancing lightly in the air.

White feathers fluttered to the ground, covering the steel floor with a soft and plush texture. A thin semicircular magic circle slowly emerged.

"Since we can't break your defense, let's just stay like this. It doesn't matter whether Yang dies or not. As time goes by, my compatriots will slowly fall into panic. Then we can just refine it."

"My friend, wizard, don't have any bad thoughts. The magic circle outside is connected to the power system. You must know what will happen if a ferry loses power and drifts on the vast ocean for a long time, right?"

Jiang Youdao pointed above his head.

"Eternal Protection, Eye of Horus. My masterpiece. This level of refining equipment is called a magic weapon in the East and a divine weapon in the West."

huh~~
Yan Huan clenched his fist and gathered strength. His fist was coated with golden light and he smashed fiercely towards Bai Yu's golden pupil.

My right arm shook and a tingling sensation came over me.

But since it is a magical weapon, to put it bluntly, it is a consumable that has been carefully refined by humans. No matter how much you brag about it, there is a limit.

As long as we beat him to pieces with one punch after another and pull him out, the matter of this ferry will be settled.

"Don't waste your energy. I've never seen anyone who can break my Eye of Horus. In fact, it hasn't even had a crack in it for so long." Jiang Youdao sneered, trying to connect the twelve magic circles on the hull. "It's okay. You'll see it today."

Yan Huan changed his fist into a hand knife. The golden light gathered at the tip of the knife in his palm and stabbed towards the big eyeball with golden pupil.

Jiang Youdao, who had just closed his eyes, felt his heart tremble, and he felt the bowl-shaped shield vibrate violently, as if some fine sand was flowing into his messy greasy hair. Looking up, he found that it was actually the fragments of the Eye of Horus.

Bai Yu's golden eyes began to break.

"Why...why?"

"My artifact...my hard work..."

Jiang Youdao shook his head in disbelief, and when he saw Yan Huan's muscular and domineering arms when he threw a punch, he suddenly understood.

What kind of wizard would be able to practice “life” skills to this extent! ?
"When did you, a bunch of arrogant people, start seeking power for yourselves?"

"Stop! Stop fighting!"

"My precious baby!"

boom!
The protective formation is broken!

Yan Huan tossed the golden pupil up and down, and after confirming that it was genuine gold, he plucked out a pair of white feathers and stuffed the remaining two halves into his pocket.

"Let the boat dock. Stop struggling. Be decent."

"Ah, sizzle, sizzle!" Jiang Youdao gritted his teeth, scratched his nails on the steel plate, and vented his anger with more force. The nail of his index finger turned over in an instant, "Don't even think about it! Even in this state, you can't touch me. Do you dare to let me die?"

"I have sailed the ocean for more than ten years and I know how complex and changeable the ocean is. If I die, the ferry will lose its power and you will all die anyway!"

Yan Huan half-knelt on the ground, held his chin and looked at Jiang Youdao for a long time, then snatched away all his magic weapons and magic bag.

The smarter a person is, the more likely he is to make the mistake of "smart all his life, but foolish for a moment". It's a pity for Yan Huan. Why can't this person figure it out? Sometimes, the price of death is too light. There are many things in the world that are worse than death.

Being tough on the outside is just a result of human kindness. There are some things that Yan Huan is not good at and they are indeed difficult to do, but fortunately today he met a compassionate former Buddhist elder brother.

Wow!

The weapon refiner himself was weak, and Jiang Youdao, who had lost his magic weapon, had no strength to resist. Yan Huan lifted one of his legs and walked slowly out of the cabin.

"What are you...doing?"

"Nothing, I'm just introducing you to a friend so you can have a heart-to-heart talk."

It was late at night, and the quiet and deep moonlight on the sea instantly spread over the ferry. Yan Huan dragged the struggling Jiang Youdao up the stairs and stepped onto the deck.

The salty and humid sea breeze carried a faint smell of blood, which was not very obvious in the spacious and pleasant leisure area.

Looking at Xiao Zizai standing by the swimming pool, Yan Huan was stunned. He didn't know how to describe the scene before him. Fish scales? Furrowed skin and flesh?
No, neither!
Yan Huan thought of the exploding starch sausage and the bunch of crown buds on the top of the pineapple, and he knew very clearly that he would never touch these two things again in his life.

When Yan Huan came back to his senses, all he could hear was Jiang Youdao's heart-wrenching howls and retching sounds.

"Humph, with such little talent, he still claims to be into human transmutation, how ridiculous... Ugh~~~"

Xiao Zizai threw Yang Chengye's barely formed body into the swimming pool. He watched as the body, which was cut in half, was separated into two parts, with organs floating in the water and blood spreading out. Yang Chengye's upper body was dragged by the rippling red glow in the water, making him look like a red-tailed mermaid.

"Didn't you eat it clean?"

Yan Huan wiped the corners of his mouth and swallowed a few times, "I can't swallow it, Brother Xiao, you can clean it up for me."

Xiao Zizai took off his gloves, raised his glasses, and glanced at the cabin door. "No problem."

(End of this chapter)