Yang Hai looked at the surrounding environment, wanting to see if there was anything that could be used, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see anything.

After all, this is on a boat, and this is the second time Yang Hai has taken a boat.

I am afraid that it is impossible to clean up these pirates in a short period of time by relying on my own strength, and there is no way to talk to Lao R about this matter. During the important mission, the player has no way to talk, or even go offline, even if you don't need to look at the status bar, Yang Hai is sure that he is now in a large task state. He didn't know if the people of the Jebe Mercenary Group were so shrewd as Borshu, in case the time of eye contact, the old R and they reacted a beat slowly, the matter was not confidential, and the consequences were absolutely unimaginable.

You still have to rely on yourself.

Yang Hai frowned, since he entered the game, he has been used to walking alone, and generally speaking, there are few problems that he can't solve by himself, but today he happened to encounter one. There were too many and too scattered crew members on the ship to do it on his own.

However, Borshu has no combat ability.

If Nogem is summoned, it will be absolutely fine, but Nogem is playing too early now. If you don't have the trump card of Nogem in your hand, you will be blind when you face Billwater in the future.

"You can't help at all?" Yang Hai said with a little annoyance.

"This ...... I'll have some illusions that can help you stall for some time. Borshu said innocently.

If you procrastinate...... Yes.

Yang Hai gave Borshu a cheap look, and walked to the cabin without being sure if Borshu could understand it. Whether you can read it or not, you have to do it at this time. This ship has been traveling for a short time, and if it continues like this, everyone may be in danger, so it is better to gamble now.

He walked to the front of the cabin and whispered to the ship's first mate with a smile, "Brother, is there any rum?" Sell me some, money is not a problem. ”

The yellow-skinned first mate replied with a smile: "Boss, this is a smuggling ship, where did the rum come from?" ”

"According to the rules, you are not allowed to bring it on the boat, but you guys, don't you have a private collection of fine wine?" Yang Hai still looked like a hippie smile, and his voice was lowered: "Lao Tzu is addicted to alcohol, let's go into the cabin to trade, and I will pay the price of two gold coins and a bottle." ”

The first mate glanced at Yang Hai with an incomprehensible look and nodded imperceptibly. said: "Boss, you and I come." ”

Yang Hai frowned, if he was rejected, it meant that they were still safe in a short time; But the first mate agreed so happily...... I'm afraid they're going to do it soon, and the plan is probably to make another private fortune before they do it.

He quietly followed the first mate into the cabin.

The cabin was pitch black, and the first mate wondered how to make the unlucky ghost behind him cramp and pluck the skin, and suddenly found that the footsteps behind him had disappeared.

The first mate jerked back, and the only sight of night left told him that the man behind him was gone.

The first mate knows badly. Suddenly drew his musket.

Smuggled from the mechanical capital of Goldtooth, this musket has always been a favorite of pirates, and the first mate listens to the slightest noise around him, and will shoot at the slightest mistake.

It's just a pity that his opponent is a Vault Dweller whose whole body is focused on concealment and assassination. Yang Hai put down the first mate from behind, gently lowered the body so as not to make too much noise, touched it with his hand, and luckily touched the musket in the first mate's hand.

It turned out to be a musket of purple quality. With two Aper attributes, Self-Repair (3% durability per minute) and Low Thermal Conductivity Metal (muzzle cooldown is increased and firing frequency is increased by 50%). How do ordinary people on smuggling ships use such small superlatives?

In the forgotten continent, there are only a small number of professions that can use muskets, as far as Yang Hai knows, it seems that only a small part of the life profession is a branch of engineering, and there is a special profession in the mechanical capital of Golden Tooth City: musketeer. Therefore, although this gun is rare, it must be sold at a good price in Golden Tooth City. At this time, he didn't have much time to think about making money, so he brought the first mate here, one for the sake of killing a target person unknowingly, and also for an opportunity to disappear from everyone's sight openly.

After hiding the body of the first mate, Yang Hai heard a knock on the door and footsteps above his head.

Obviously, the first mate's private actions made the captain suspicious and sent someone down to investigate.

Yang Hai narrowed his eyes, from the beginning to the present, the operation was very smooth, and there was nothing wrong where there might be a mistake, could it be that he was lucky today, and the captain would come here to investigate in person?

He used the Shadow of Vanishing to poke his head out of the corner of the stairs to see which unlucky ghosts were coming to Hades.

There is no captain, only a few ordinary crew members, Yang Hai is a little disappointed, if the captain also comes to send him to death, then this script is perfect.

These people knew that the person who came in with the first mate just now was a Vault Dweller, and they obviously suspected that something was going on here, so as soon as they opened the door, N probing spells shone down on their heads. Yang Hai began to thank his mentor, the mask of the Night Keeper on his face is the first best thing Yang Hai obtained in the game, from the beginning to the present, this powerful mask made by Calderon himself does not know how many disasters he has prevented, the attributes are so ferocious, and the conditions for use are so suitable for his own mask, Yang Hai believes that even if he searches the entire forgotten continent, he will not find a second one.

All the probing spells have been filtered out by the Night Keeper, and most of the players at this stage have not mastered the powerful anti-stealth spells such as eliminating stealth or nether sharp eyes, and the only way to discover Yang Hai's whereabouts is to use perception to detect the sentry totem. What profession is shamanic sacrifice? Just thinking about it with his feet, he knew that there would be no shaman on the smuggling ship, and Yang Hai was not worried that he would be photographed at all.

The NPCs on the smuggling ship were quite shrewd, and when they saw that the probe spell did not react, they did not come immediately, and one of the crew members raised their hands and threw a ball of wizard fire.

The dark blue magic flame floated over, and the strong light illuminated the damp wooden wall in the cabin. However, as a Dark Vault Dweller's class privilege skill, Shadow of Abolishment allows the Vault Dweller to gain the same stealth determination under the scorching sun as it does in the night, and as far as Yang Hai knows, this powerful stealth skill is only possessed by the Dark Vault Dweller in the Forgotten Continent. The other two lineages of Vault Dwellers also did not have them, so they just escaped the catastrophe.

Although he was very impressed by the caution and combat wisdom of these NPCs, Yang Hai did not show the slightest softness when he started, and after three minutes, all the four smuggling ship crew members who walked into the cabin quietly went to chat with the first mate to the god of death.

That's not accurate, because the Grim Reaper is already hanging, and Norgem is still endlessly trying to completely wipe out the last trace of that guy's soul.

Yang Hai felt a trace of blood from the cabin on his body.

As the druid's defoliant needle was keenly aware, it was clear that he had noticed something, his nose twitching, and he writhed around in his seat with some uneasiness.

"What's wrong?" Old R asked.

"I have a bad feeling." Leaned on the deciduous needle and replied.

The Tranquility Divine Technique silently enveloped Yang Hai's body. The smell of blood on his body was dispelled, and then a spiritual channel suddenly shone into Yang Hai's soul.

From the other side of the passage came Borshu's voice: "Go kill the captain, I'll cover for you." ”

"How to cover?" Yang Hai asked rhetorically.

Just by relying on this hand spiritual channel, Yang Hai can be sure that Borshu is definitely a very high-level mage, and he is up to level 70 visually, recalling what Borshu said to himself, he has no combat ability, Yang Hai frowned.

Yang Hai did not suspect that Borshu was deceiving, because he was Evans's protégé, and NPCs who could bluff him did exist. The NPCs who can fool him are not yet born. It's just that Borshu, as such a high-level mage, can't clean up the first mate on the smuggling ship...... It's a bit of a challenge.

Yang Hai unfolded his Erudito skill tree, glanced at the spell branch a few times, and came to a conclusion.

This Borshu is mostly an illusionist. Cultivate all psionic spells, and you must have none of the several offensive talents in psionic spells to have the possibility of not being able to defeat the captain and first mate. Yang Hai couldn't cry or laugh, damn it. Lao Tzu thought that most of his skill points were fed to the dogs, but now he realized that Lu Dao was feeding the dogs, and there were people outside the sky. A mage of at least level 70. Not even a level 30 combat power, this dog is absolutely unique.

Feeding the dog like this, Borshu said that he could cover himself, and Yang Hai absolutely believed it. Psionic magic is a very fierce type of spell with a supporting effect, thinking of this, Yang Hai has no scruples, and directly jumps behind the captain with a shadow step.

The illusion enchantment enveloped Yang Hai and the captain in the next moment.

In the eyes of others, the captain was leisurely looking at the sea with a telescope, and no one could have imagined that in the enchantment, Yang Hai and the captain were fighting fiercely. Borshu's eyes were fixed on where Yang Hai and the captain of the smuggling ship were, his lips twitched slightly, and he steadily maintained the illusion barrier without using any gestures or spells.

For Borshu's attainments in spell silentness, energy-saving spell casting, and grammar elision, Yang Hai really admired it to the extreme. After giving up the damage of the spell, the magic control ability of the Boljutsu is simply unbelievably strong. No gestures, no spells, just eyes to maintain an enchantment, Yang Hai never thought that someone could control spells to such an extent.

Maybe Leolek can do that, but Calderón certainly can't. From this point of view, the talent of Borshu is not all fed to the dogs.

The strength of the captain of the smuggling ship was beyond Yang Hai's expectations, so a wave of sneak attacks failed, and they trembled for a long time.

Yang Hai was still a little anxious at first, because maintaining the enchantment required a lot of mana, but seeing that Borshu was even in the mood to be distracted and give a bright smile to a crew member who walked by him, Yang Hai knew that maintaining this kind of enchantment was not a problem for Borshu at all.

After trembling for about two minutes, the captain, who was cut all over by Yang Hai, finally shed the last drop of blood.

"Can you create chaos?" Yang Hai picked up the equipment dropped by the captain, put it in his backpack without looking, and asked Borshu through the spiritual channel.

He got an affirmative answer.

Just because you can't attack can't create chaos doesn't mean that you can't do it, and high-level mages can be extremely vicious.

A psychic scream with a cast range so large that Yang Hai was dumbfounded was released by the Boljutsu. Yang Hai had the Holy Seal of Erudito on his head, immune to the effect of fear, and except for him and the Borshu who was the caster, everyone else was hit, like headless flies, trembling and crying loudly, while running wildly.

No way! The diameter of this psychic screaming spell ...... That's at least 700 yards!

Yang Hai shouted: "Old R! Chapters! Do it! ”

As he spoke, he killed the sailors running around next to him.

The people of the Jebe mercenary group reacted relatively quickly, handed over all the chapters, and then ...... Then he continued to run around in fear.

"It's an aftershock." Borshu had already dodged behind Yang Hai in a flash, and he knew very well that in such a chaotic scene, Evans's disciple was undoubtedly the safest by his side. "My psychic screams won't be dispelled, and trying to dispel them will only double the time of fear."

Yang Hai was speechless for a moment.

Not only are the people of the Jebel mercenary group trying to break free from fear, but the sailors on the smuggling ship are also trying to break free from the state of fear.

There were not many people on the smuggling ship, and by the time almost everyone was freed from the state of fear, Yang Hai had already killed nearly half of the sailors, so it didn't take much time to clean up the mess, and in the end, none of the crew members successfully activated the ship's self-destruct device, and they were freed from the crisis of biting the hook. (To be continued......)