A ball of intensely corrosive dark energy, melting Naga's flesh and blood, while also corroding the wood on the deck.

A large circular crater appeared, only slightly smaller than the wound caused by the previous magic crystal cannon.

Sea water is pouring in, and the waterline of the ship is rising.

"Not good! go down two more people!" The first mate's reaction speed was second only to Locke, and seeing this, he hurriedly instructed the two crew members to go down for repairs.

The scorpion dragon Fermo, who did not recognize his mistake, wagged his big tail and paced around the ship, seemingly curious about the surrounding seascape.

Using the power of the contract, Locke told Fermo to be honest before he began to take a good look at his men's defeats.

A spear with a blood groove was inserted in the fishtail, and after a large amount of blood loss, the four-armed Naga was in a very bad state, and his face was pale and did not return to the original pale blue body surface color.

Locke is still a person with a bottom line, and he didn't smear his spear with poison, otherwise this Naga would have fallen long ago.

The four-armed Naga was covered in the body, and the most valuable thing for Locke was the two weapons in his hands.

Speaking of weapons, in Locke's opinion, they are just two strange undersea plants, this orange plant is made of unknown composition, and it has the hardness of steel.

His long sword is made of cold iron, which has been transformed and added by the Holy Tower mage many times, and has a certain amount of magic power, in this case, it has not been cut down, and the value of these two plants needs to be considered.

Include these two plants in the Space Ring and include them in your collection.

Locke didn't rush to kill the four-armed Naga, but turned his head to look at the sky, where a dark shadow flew in.

When I looked closely, it was the hat-man magician, and judging by his calm flight speed, he had probably already dealt with the dozens of Naga that were entangled with him.

Locke guessed that the sudden decline in the strength of the group of Naga on the deck was inseparable from the hat-man magician.

By the time the Hatsman landed on deck, the battle had come to an end.

The sporadic two or three stubborn Naga were exploded by the hats one by one and turned into red sand.

The crew, who knew what the red sand was, were so frightened that they hurried away from the floor where the red tarantula was there.

"Not bad. The hatsman nodded, as if to compliment the crew and Locke on how well they had done.

The appearance of the scorpion dragon Fei Mo surprised the hat-takers a little, but they didn't react much.

"Clean up the deck! and follow me down to repair the cabin!" shouted the first mate, who stood up at this time.

Fermo had enough trouble, Locke took it back into the piccolo, and the deck was now a mess, and with Fermo's huge size, Locke was really worried that it would accidentally fall.

The hat-man did not come back empty-handed, he carried the head of a blue Naga in one hand and a staff inlaid with large pearls in the other.

What attracted Locke was the pearl cane, and for some reason, Locke looked at it and felt dizzy.

"Pale blue Naga, yes, you cut off its head, you can get a lot of money on the East Coast. The hat-bearer looked at the four-armed Naga on the deck, who still had a breath left, and there was no emotion in his voice, as if he was looking at a dead thing.

"My lord, if you are interested, take it, I want this Naga's head for nothing. Locke said at the right time.

Money is really not very attractive to him, and with his current net worth, it is not bad for this money.

The eyes of the magician under the hat were slightly moved, and a magician like him was not as beautiful as he appeared.

It costs money to do magic experiments, it costs money to buy cultivation potions, and it costs money to learn new magical knowledge.

A penny is difficult to defeat a hero, and some old magicians sometimes struggle for a few dozen gold coins.

"Well, I won't take your things for nothing, the magician pursues the principle of equal exchange. The hat-bearer said.

"Tomorrow afternoon, you can come to me to get a 'white lang powder'. After saying that, a pale cyan wind blade shot out, cutting off the head of the four-armed Naga and holding it in his hand.

"Yes, sir. Locke replied respectfully.

After the hat man left, Locke held his chin and considered, "What is it?"

After kicking the headless corpse next to him, Locke went to find Christine and them.

Christine and Rafi were now dressed in armor and armed with swords, and blood was dripping from the blades, and beneath their feet, a long-dead green Naga lay there.

"Didn't you say that you should hide well, what should I do if I get hurt?" Seeing this, Locke asked angrily.

The strength of the two female middle-level attendants cannot make Locke completely reassured, this group of Naga is generally in the middle rank, but with their tall and strong strength, the average middle-level attendants are not their opponents.

"I saw that this big guy was seriously injured, so I took Raffi on it, brother, don't worry. Christine didn't have the slightest sense of wrongness, but showed off her results like Locke.

"Isn't it powerful? The fatal blow to its chest is my credit. Christine pointed to Naga's heart.

There, a faint scorch trail was covered, apparently caused by Christine's magical attack.

Just after a battle, Locke's muscles were a little weak, and after patiently encouraging Christine, Locke was ready to lift the Naga corpse and throw it away.

It was not far from their room, and Locke didn't want to sleep at night and smell the stench of the dead sea creature.

"Hey, brother, wait!" Christine called out to Locke.

A knuckle-length scalpel appeared from Christine's hand, "I'll take a little Naga's blood and study it." "Christine is still half a qualified magician, and her enthusiasm for the study of new things is worthy of recognition.

"There's also a four-armed Naga there, would you like to bring it to you?" Locke pointed to where he had just fought.

"Of course!" Christine said excitedly, holding a scalpel in her hand, a vial of fishy green blood that she had collected.

As the sun set, the ship's debris was almost neat up, and the crew was still inefficient despite the loss of multiple companions.

Patches of wood were everywhere, and they were all over the steamer.

It looks extremely ugly on the outside, but it does not affect the speed of the ship's travel, which is really commendable.

"My lord, the deck on the second basement floor is flooded. The boatswain said crampedly to the man who came out to look at the wind.

The magician did not know what experiment he had just done, and there was a foul pungent smell all over his body, and the boatswain did not dare to show anything unusual, but he knew the moody nature of the magician.

Why did he become the first mate and boatswain of this ship, because the original captain and first mate were killed by this magician, and he was promoted to be the first mate instead.

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