I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 277 Blood Hair! Three-Headed Snake Count Dagmar!

Humanoid spiders continuously spit out spider silk from above, and the crew members have no way to avoid it.

At this critical moment, the silk thread spit out by the humanoid spider slowly broke, and the broken silk thread seemed to float in the water, swaying slowly.

The behavior of the humanoid spiders above the second mate's head also became very strange. They looked like they were in a strong wind, and their bodies kept shaking.

No. That's not the wind!

That is a current! An invisible current!

The spider webs on the second mate and his men were washed away by this invisible current, and their bodies quickly disintegrated like sand sculptures encountering waves.

The humanoid spiders above his head also suffered some damage. The barbs on their limbs were gradually broken, and they fell onto the deck one by one.

——The caster is Carl!
He clearly knew magic. More precisely, the kind of magic the wizards of the East Territory called holy magic.

He brought a group of people from the 'Order' and was guiding the magic, following the guidance of the magic.

With the guidance of magic, the water flow in the air became stronger and stronger, and more and more humanoid spiders fell onto the deck.

After falling onto the deck, these humanoid spiders slowly vanished into nothingness like shadows.

It seemed that the divine pattern had been flickering on the deck since the beginning. However, there were too many people on the deck, and the divine pattern was a little dim, so no one noticed it!

A humanoid spider on the front deck suddenly pounced over. The second mate hurriedly waved his sword, but the sacred fire did not burn on the humanoid spider's body, and the sword pierced through it.

Then, the humanoid spider passed through the second mate like a shadow, and then, like a shadow, gradually disappeared in the sunlight.

It turns out that this humanoid spider has been exiled.

What the second mate had just touched was only the afterimage it left in the surface world.

——"Smash those afterimages!"

Carl shouted and led his team towards the monsters on the deck ahead. The second mate and the people around him hurriedly followed.

Those monsters were like bubbles, they passed through them and then disappeared like shadows.

It turned out that from the very beginning, these monsters that stepped onto the deck began to disappear.

Just as planned, during these three days, Carl gathered all the elites and arranged numerous divine runes on the deck at all costs.

In the words of the Eastern Territory wizards, it was those two hundred or so holy wizards who engraved a 'Holy Exile Magic Circle' on the deck.

This thing will definitely not be effective against hundreds of demons. It would be good enough if it could banish dozens of demons back to the abyss at a time.

You have to cast spells continuously and activate magic circles continuously to banish all demons back to the abyss for a period of time.

But these 'deep divers' are different. As Carl said, they have already synchronized with the deep sea of ​​the lower world.

They should no longer belong to this world.

The effect of the 'Holy Banishment Magic Circle' on them was almost immediate!

Some monsters were still crawling out, but their number was very small. Carl and his men directly dispersed these scattered monsters, and no monsters climbed up afterwards.

The second mate nervously looked into the dim corridor leading to the lower deck and saw some panicked monster figures retreating back to the deck.

He took out the compass and took a look, and found that the number of things moving on the lower deck was less than a hundred!

This was a hard-fought victory!

For this victory, they sacrificed more than 500 people!

They bought time for Carl and the other two hundred three-headed snake wizards to complete the Holy Banishing Formation, banishing nearly six hundred monsters in one fell swoop!

On average, one three-headed snake wizard banished three monsters!

The second mate hugged Carl excitedly. He was so excited that he could not control himself. He vowed that after returning this time, he would accept the tonsure of the order and become a real monk.
(PS: Missionaries have a process of tonsure, which is called tonsure. This ceremony began in the Middle Ages. Monks shave off all their hair, but missionaries shave the top of their heads, leaving a circle of hair. Those missionaries with weird hairstyles seen in movies are what they look like after tonsure).

With this result, we can already say we have won.

Of the more than 300 three-headed snakes, almost none were killed. Those monsters only clung to people, bit them, and sang black hymns, but never killed them.

Now, the monsters are basically gone, there is a banishment array on the deck, and the crew members have various weapons in their hands.

Although there were still thirty or forty elite wizards on the other side and they could not be underestimated, these three hundred or so people could easily hold the main deck with the restrictions on the cabin, even if they could not defeat them.

Even if we take a step back, these more than 300 people are useless. They can just squat in a few safe cabins to create a "Poseidon's Maze" and hear that Lord Dagmar has returned.

There are nearly a hundred of them.

Moreover, most of the three-headed snake priests, the gods’ favored ones, and many elite Nagas are among these more than a hundred people!

These four hundred or so were certain to defeat the thirty or forty Eastern Territory wizards. Both sides were overwhelming in both top-tier combat power and numbers.

The three-headed snake wizards shouted excitedly, and some even excitedly played music on the deck.

Someone even played the piano.

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Some people looked at the deck behind them in astonishment and found that a piano had appeared there at some point.

A young Twilight (Black Abyss) wizard was playing the piano keys with his slender hands.

There were seven nuns beside him, playing violins, cellos, and flutes.

When did these guys stay here?

As if sensing everyone's gaze, the young wizard stopped moving. He stood up apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, but in that atmosphere just now, it would be a real letdown if there wasn't a musician to help with the fun."

As he spoke, he smiled at Carl and the second mate, then touched his chest and bowed slightly to them. "So, my dear ladies, these two offerings—one is the only one favored by God on board, and the other is a pure person with the potential to become a saint—will they satisfy you?"

Carl didn't know what this guy was talking about. He reached out and held down the second mate, asking everyone not to take action.

He said solemnly, "Not bad, it tastes good."

At the same time, the second mate also said, "Not bad, it tastes good."

The two were slightly stunned. They hadn't had time to speak just now. Moreover, the voice was a woman's!

The voice seemed to come from within his own body, and the tone was exactly the same, almost making one doubt whether it was the same person.

——"Why do you always imitate me?"

--"Forehead"

Suddenly, Carl and the second mate covered their mouths and vomited blood. Blood was slowly seeping out of their mouths, noses, ears, eyes, and even their skin.

At the same time, the same thing was happening to more than 30 of the strongest main forces around them.

Various sounds echoed through the crowd, as if more than thirty people were chatting - they were talking about food.

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Carl and the second mate vomited violently in excruciating pain. They started digging in their mouths like crazy, and then pulled out clumps of blood-red hair!
The same thing was happening to the thirty-four crew members nearby. Hair and blood were constantly oozing out of their orifices.

The hair was pulled out of the body in clumps and piled up on the ground.

It turned out that these withered blood wizards had been parasitizing the shadows of the mutated wizards. When the shadows of the two sides touched during the battle, these Eastern Territory wizards, like demons, quietly crawled into the shadows of these people.

Carl and his men are so powerful that they are the candidates for the future leader of the new Three-Headed Snake, the priests of the Hydra Order, and the people favored by God.

But he had been parasitized by the Blood-Drying Wizards for so long without even noticing.

In the words of the wizards of the East, this group of so-called southerners, everything comes from the gods rather than themselves.

They are not like the wizards of the East Territory who have risen step by step on their own, but are forced to rise by God. Whoever is more pious and whoever is better at chanting scriptures is stronger - in the words of the wizards of the East Territory, that is, in the South, whichever priest is better at talking is more powerful.

In the South, curiosity and research are not allowed to exist.

They knew the magic of the East, but only the surface.

Carl is already a very remarkable person. He spent a lot of time studying the magic of the East Territory, which enabled him to lead the team to deal with those mutants with his talent and theological knowledge.

But it's clearly not enough.

They were like crazy, constantly pulling out the hair, and slowly, his whole body became smaller and smaller like a ball of yarn.

When they pulled out the last ball of string, only a ball of skin remained. The man was dead.

Judging from the crazy behavior of Carl and others before they died, they had lost all their sanity after taking the hair out of their mouths.

This seems to be an extremely terrifying black magic. Or rather, it is the typical magic of the Blood Wizards, and only they can use it.

The Red Holy Spirit once used this trick on a wizard.

This is a very strange thing.

Because the former Red Holy Spirit did not have the memories of the Dried Blood Wizards, but she had used this trick before.

This means that she knew this blood magic a long, long time ago, when no one taught her.

The timing didn't match. This was completely illogical. But as Carl had said, everything had a reasonable explanation. Roland had never seen the Red Holy Spirit use this trick before, so he didn't pay much attention.

The more than 300 three-headed snakes on the deck had long been on the verge of collapse, and were completely supported by the backbone group like Carl.

They had previously believed that they would win, so they were very motivated.

But now they find that all their victories are in vain.

Just a moment ago they were in heaven, but the next moment they found themselves in hell.

In this roller coaster-like drop, they have completely collapsed.

There were only about 300 people in total, and one-tenth of them were gone in an instant. These one-tenth were their leaders, chiefs, and captains.
When Carl started to spit out his hair, some people had already begun to collapse. Now, when the blood-stained wizards ate the most determined people among them as if they were eating breakfast, the three-headed snakes suddenly lost all will to resist.

The blood-stained wizards slaughtered those who resisted frantically. Then, dozens of mutant wizards from under the ship climbed up.

Miss 'Wendisha' did not let everyone continue the massacre, but began to persuade them to surrender.

She was like a devil, stirring up people's hearts.

These people had already lost their fighting spirit and thought that they would be treated well if they surrendered.

After all, as Miss Wendysha said, they don't know how to sail, they need a group of sailors, a group of living people. More than two hundred people can barely drive the ship, so everyone will be treated well.

That's right, the wizards of the East simply don't want to go to the farm, right?

They just want to live.

When Miss Wendishah suggested that if they accidentally met Dagmar during the voyage, they would negotiate with him, everyone completely laid down their weapons.

These wizards from the East were fugitives. They had no way to survive in the East and could only go south.

And isn't the best option to join Triceratops?

The remaining people completely believed the woman's lies, but when they were captured, the group of mutated wizards rushed over and tied them all up to the big net on the deck.

At this time, the three-headed snakes realized that the damn woman had deceived them!

Some people wanted to resist, but found themselves spinning silk!
They should have changed long ago. From a long time ago, the singing echoing on the ship gradually became everywhere.

——They had been able to hear Roland's words clearly for a long time. They even knew long ago that the sound they heard was the 'Black Hymn' rather than noise!

They would have understood it a long time ago!

Everyone's SAN has long become negative!
They had not changed before because Carl, the one favored by God, had always been encouraging them, guiding them, and protecting them.

Under Carl's guidance, they anchored the world with their own faith and the God in their hearts.

Now, their minds have collapsed. If someone leads them to the deep sea of ​​the underworld and makes them discover that they are actually spiders, they will become spiders.

Squeak, creak, creak, creak
The nuns are still playing the music there, and that is the guidance.

Roland and the others were also talking in a squeaking manner, which was also a guidance.

There was no normal music played on the ship from beginning to end, and they never spoke a normal word from beginning to end.

At this time, little Roland came up timidly from the cabin below the deck.

After seeing all the captives transformed into such a mess, Little Roland's face turned very ugly. He walked up to Roland and said, "How did you change everyone? How can we sail away like this?"

Roland didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and pointed. Then a flash of lightning passed through his hand, and the little straw Roland turned into ashes.

Covering his head, Roland shook his body for a while, then showed a look of sudden realization.

"Oh, my god. No wonder everyone got killed."

A delicate hand suddenly patted Roland's body. It was Miss Wendy Sha.

She looked solemnly at the distant fog and said, "Give me your Prison Seed. This ship alone can't hold out. We need some extraordinary means. My children's Path of Truth is incomplete. I need Prison Seed to unleash their true power!"

Belinda suddenly said, "I'm no match for Dagmar. You deal with him, and I'll preside over the ceremony!"

Wendy Sha narrowed her eyes, looked at Belinda and said, "Who are you?"

Belinda was a little angry at the question from this psychopath. She said, "I should be the one asking you this!"

The two were at loggerheads, and Roland, Teresa and other nuns hurriedly separated them.

The two have had many arguments in the past few days.

Roland discovered that their personalities were almost the same and their ways of thinking were very similar. Roland already had a vague guess about Belinda's identity.

Although this guess was outrageous, he had to suspect that Belinda was the real Countess of Wendessa!

If this is true, then what has happened in the past few days is really ridiculous!
After all, the Red Saint has always believed that she is Wendy Sha. She might not be wrong. This lunatic is just crazy. She can't be Wendy Sha at all.

I don't know why she has Wendy Sha's memories, but who knows what's going on with this mental illness? !
Regardless, Belinda is right.

As the only two second-level wizards on the ship, she and the Red Holy Spirit must cooperate and then go all out to deal with 'Saint Dagmar'.

Normally, although these two were early-stage second-level wizards, they were not ordinary wizards. Although their realm was lower than Saint Dagmar, they were both leaders of a certain faction!
These two big bosses will have no problem dealing with a three-headed pirate leader.

But those favored by God are a little special, and this matter requires full preparation.

Judging from the confessions of the three-headed snake wizards who were bewitched by Belinda, the leader of each three-headed snake is an angel of the sea god.

Saladin is an angel, and Dagmar is also an angel.

They are all 'saints'.

They are difficult to kill in the sea.

In response to the situation with Dagmar, Roland had prepared a gift for him these days to behead.

However, Belinda and her group also needed to be freed from their 'shackles'. Otherwise, they would not be able to bring Dagmar to the brink of death.

This bondage is the bondage of 'Dry Blood'. There is something wrong with their path to truth, but if they have the 'Holy Blood Prisoner Seed', they can use the power of the Holy Blood Prisoner Seed in battle and unleash the strength of a 'Holy Blood Wizard'!
After obtaining the power of the Holy Blood Prisoner, they will not only be able to display the strength of the "Holy Blood Wizard" in the upcoming battle, but will also slowly complete their incomplete path to truth through cultivation in the future.

So, Belinda is now taking the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

To be honest, these forty or so wizards with dried blood will be a trouble once they recover their strength.

But I can't think about that now.

According to Belinda's request, Roland took out ten large dried leeches - all of them were captured.

After getting these things, Belinda began to communicate with the Black Holy Blood Sisters.

After a while, the fog in the distance beside the ship began to stir slowly, and then many shadows as tall as the ship appeared in people's sight.

After just a few seconds, people's sight passed through the fog and they could see the huge shadows clearly.

Those are lots and lots of huge waves!
Above the waves, there are many wizards and Nagas chanting.

Roland felt that the shadow of one of the three-headed snake wizards was very strange, and it actually blocked half of the sky in the distance.

In Roland's eyes, the shadow had three bodies and three heads.

It's Dagmar and his three-headed snakes!
Sounds echoed in the sky.

——“Carl? Where’s Carl? Answer me! Let me hear your prayers!!
My good nephew.
My good nephew.
Damn you infidels! Damn you, damn you all! ! !

In this sea of ​​fog, there are few ways to contact the outside world - except by prayer.

The sea god can hear the prayers of believers.

A trace of the mighty power of the sea god seemed to descend into the body of 'Hydra Saint Dagmar', turning him into a terrifying three-headed snake!
Amid Dagmar's roar, a terrible hurricane arose on the sea, almost blowing away the surrounding fog.

Heavy rain was pouring down from the sky, and huge waves were rolling around the ship like mountains.

The whole sky is dark!

In the face of the might of nature, humans are so insignificant that even a powerful second-level wizard would feel powerless.

No one can stand up to the Hydra on this sea, because every Hydra leader, every so-called saint, is an angel of the sea god.

They are all indescribable sea monsters.

Unless, you also have an indescribable sea monster.

The Storm began to tremble with excitement. Roland carefully stroked the rudder as if soothing a cat.

"Don't worry, don't worry. It's not the right time yet. Let Belinda deal with him first."

This 'lunatic' is actually talking to the boat!

The ship gradually calmed down, but this was normal. After all, in such strong winds and waves, it was normal for the ship to shake occasionally.

(End of this chapter)