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

Chapter 92 I've come to avenge you!
"A third-tier transcendent being with the Flower Form?"

Captain Black Eyes lightly stepped onto the water's surface and took a step forward, knife in hand.

He looked into the distance and saw a large number of blood-stained petals drifting down the river to their feet.

Flower symbolizes transcendence, nature, and art; those associated with these professions are often not adept at combat.

Therefore, Captain Blackeye walked on the water with a cat-like gait, appearing completely at ease.

The black glove took a step forward:
"Black Eyes, are you out of your mind? Why are you still trying to look cool at a time like this?"

Show some respect, she's the Flower Witch!

"The Flower Witch?"

The little crow was extremely excited and waved its little paws.

Both being pharmacists, the Flower Witch is the great-grandmother of the Witch Sea's pharmacy tradition.

Her idol!
She grew up listening to the story of the Flower Witch who planted 100,000 people in the ground.

For a long time, it was believed that humans were grown from the soil.

It wasn't until he was fifteen that the little crow learned about the normal way humans reproduce.

Unfortunately, given her current status, she can't get an autograph from the Flower Witch.

Moreover, this Flower Witch is only at the third rank, not the legendary witch.

"Be careful."

The little crow's dream of getting an autograph was shattered, so it adopted an indifferent attitude, stood on the swaying boat, and continued with its work.

She hasn't yet bottled the extracted whale blood.

Anyway, she's a wet nurse who can't walk on water, so she can just coast along from now on.

She turned around, even more curious about what adorable little sea creature was hiding behind those black whiskers.

Has the Flower Witch been discovered?

Completely enveloped by black whiskers, Chen Qi no longer concealed his voice, but instead took out his most powerful beast-hunting pistol and loaded it with bullets.

Among them, Black Gloves, as a third-tier Shadow class [Malicious Slanderer], is strong enough to fight the Flower Witch to a draw.

With Captain Blackeye and Little Raven also involved, if they were to fight, it would undoubtedly be a one-sided battle.

If the battle is lost, both the Flower Witch and he may become prisoners of the Black Whale Gang.

"There's only so much I can do."

In the darkness, Chen Qi gripped the gun in his hand.

Although he has developed very well, it is simply unrealistic for him to fight two levels higher.

Even the little crow's tiny fist was not something he could withstand.

Moreover, his current physical condition is insufficient to use the Touch of Ember.

The best option is to follow the Blackbeard, using the Water Sprite and guns as a support.

Captain Black Eyes and Black Gloves stepped across the water and headed towards the Flower Witch.

The wind made his black beard rustle, like the sound of a bugle call before a great battle.

At the edge of their vision, a girl covered in flowers appeared.

She was covered in blood, and the withered wooden staff in her hand emitted a series of hissing sounds, like the whispers of a monster. She was like a forbidden monster that had broken free of containment.

Blood-red flowers, symbols of anger, are blooming continuously in the scalding blood beneath the skin.

She pulled the flower that was obscuring her vision from her face, root and all, revealing her bright red right eye.

Near the research boat was a pool of red blood.

At the little crow's feet lay bucket after bucket of fresh flesh and blood.

The Flower Witch sighed:

"Am I still too late...?"

Chen Qi had not returned, so she emerged from the crack to search for his whereabouts.

Using her manifestation magic, she tracked them all the way here, only to find pirates hiding nearby.

At that time, she had a vague feeling that Chen Qi had met with misfortune.

Now, looking at the little crow covered in blood, she was most likely certain.

Chen Qi, a chef, ultimately became food on the chopping board.

Although she still had many doubts about Chen Qi, he was, in any case, the first person she met when she encountered the Witch Hai.

What a handsome young man, what a hardworking young man.

And he cooks delicious food! He can even tame beasts!
Damn it, I can't stand it! Good people deserve to have guns pointed at them!

It's a good time to settle both old and new scores.

"Qi, I will avenge you!" Boundless rage flashed in the Flower Witch's crimson eyes.
"Hand over the body, and we'll leave you with a complete corpse."

Corpses? The man in black gloves looked around. The only corpses here were those of the black-blooded mutated fish.

"Hahahahaha!"

The man in black gloves laughed loudly, spreading his arms wide:
"Thank goodness! I never imagined that the legendary Flower Witch would also want a corpse rich in black whale blood, yearning for the path to immortality."

Although he wore a black mask, the man in the black gloves still spoke with endless mockery:
"But Flower Witch, why are you so angry? Did you lose a relative?"

Zizizi!
Red lightning burst forth from the tip of the Flower Witch's staff.

Basic attack technique, branch type!

Two bolts of lightning, formed from spiritual energy, hissed in the air as they hurtled toward the black glove.

The highly energetic spell, like thousands of scalding blades, violently tore his flesh and blood apart.

A large amount of scarlet blood gushed from the black-gloved body.

Black Gloves twisted his neck sharply, making a sound like a tree branch snapping: "Awesome, so incredibly awesome!"
Flower Witch, is that all the power you have? Haven't you eaten? Give me more!

Layers of black pustules pierced through his body, then twisted and converged, forming new flesh and blood.

The Flower Witch grasped her staff.

Unlike usual, the black glove actually withstood the blow!

A normal human body could never achieve such an abnormal recovery without taking medication.

Her attack did not have the effect she had hoped for.

The black glove before me is not simply a force-based or armor-based style, but a far more powerful and terrifying forbidden style.

"It's my turn!"

Dark, writhing movements continued to appear on the black glove's body, thick blood churning within, and a small, dark snake reappeared at its fingertips.

In an instant, the pitch-black snake twisted and swelled, growing solid flesh and blood, its size increasing nearly a thousand times, like a rapidly expanding balloon.

Shadow Serpent. Devour!
The giant serpent's ferocious head slammed downwards, crashing down towards the Flower Witch.

The Flower Witch raised her staff, and a shield with a flower pattern formed in front of her.

Basic defensive technique: Spiritual Shield.

The giant serpent collided with the shield, sparks flew everywhere, and it emitted a loud hissing sound.

But in that instant, a blur flashed to the side of the Flower Witch and drew the long sword from her waist.

Draw your sword and chop!
Like a demon unleashed from its cage, a long sword was drawn from its sheath, slicing through the air with a tearing light.

Captain Black Eyes has a very weak spiritual sense, and at the same time, it is difficult for mages to detect his spiritual aura.

A spirit shield is very effective against spell attacks that are also made of spirit energy.

However, it is of little effect against close combat techniques that use energy to enhance the user's strength and speed.

Tier 3, an incomplete professional Blade Shadow Rogue... The Flower Witch turned her head, and the hand holding the staff instantly turned, placing it horizontally in front of her chest.

Basic melee moves: Staff Parry.

boom!
Fire is flying!

"I can't stop it. I'm just a part-time mage majoring in potion-making, and I only know some basic spells," the Flower Witch gritted her teeth.
"There's no other way but to use this method."

Advanced close-quarters combat tactics, explode on the spot!
Before the Flower Witch, a ball of surging spiritual energy suddenly gathered, as if it were being pressed in by ten thousand bolts of lightning.

Press, press, press!
Until you push it to the limit!

boom!
The attacks from both sides collided in an instant, like lightning converging, creating a massive explosion and raising huge waves.

Under the massive waves, the three quickly separated.

The smoke cleared.

The Flower Witch wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and gasped for breath.

As a mage, thankfully she learned how to explode on the spot.

Otherwise, it would be troublesome if a soldier got close to you.

The Flower Witch raised her blood-soaked hand, and crimson flowers bloomed again on her fair arm.

Captain Black Eyes was caught off guard by her sudden explosion, his muscular arm covered in burning scars.

Of course, black gloves are almost completely unharmed.

He stood up, as if the outcome of the battle was already predetermined, and said mockingly:

"Is this the Flower Witch? She's so different from the legendary witch."

Do you really deserve to bear this name?

The Flower Witch half-squatted down and drank a vial of dragon's breath potion that burned her life essence:
"You'll know."

The atmosphere between the three was like a hundred tons of gunpowder about to explode.

The probing is over; the next encounter will be the decisive battle.

"That's a really intense fight."

"Can this Flower Witch even work? She's more useless than I thought."

"I'm a little disillusioned. I feel like I could be a witch too."

The little crow, fishing on the small boat, put down a glass tube containing black whale blood, hoping to find something to eat.

However, when she touched it casually, she felt something soft and bouncy.

The little crow caught the small thing, held it in its hand, and examined it carefully.

"Waaaaah!"

The deep-sea sea sprites looked pitifully at the little crow. They never expected that their master would send them to steal things.

The little crow, who was obsessed with sea creatures, paused for a moment, its face slightly flushed, and it pinched:
"Where did this little thing come from? It's quite cute..."

so cute!
In an instant, the little crow's home was controlled by the deep-sea spirit.

However, the next second, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

These water sprites don't seem to be wild.

She looked back.

Amidst the black whiskers, a monster covered in black whiskers darted about rapidly.

This must be the monster that made the noise in the black beard bushes just now.

What kind of monster is this? A black monkey? The well-informed little crow was momentarily stunned.

Then, the next second, the black-bearded monster pulled out a beast-hunting pistol and pointed it at her.

Pull the trigger.

(End of this chapter)