Max Level Miscellaneous Character

Ivan grabbed the spear and took a step forward. A sharp wind blew. He tore and erected the worn-out sail, pushing the ghost ship away.

Whiiw.

The ghost ship staggered. The storm blew away the evil spirits and swept over them, creating wild, high waves.

Carly Hawkins burst into laughter as the ghost ship shook as if it was about to turn over.

-It’s not enough! More rough waves, stronger storms

Snap!

The sound of whips hitting the air reverberated. According to the sound, the oars unfolded and moved in unison. Forward, forward, rippling the rough seas forward.

Ivan twisted his waist in front of the ghost ship sailing from land to sea. From the soles of his feet to his fingertips. He used all the strength of his body to shoot the spear with the power of the great storm god.

Shh!

bang!

The ghost ship, which was running fast, was pushed back, and the deck was broken. However, when the heart of the gods scattered mysterious magic in the distance, the broken ship regained its original form.

Whenever Ivan threw a spear containing the power of the storm, the ghost ship staggered, but the distance gradually narrowed.

‘…there is no more spear left.’

Because it was filled with the power of the storm god, the spear couldn’t stand it. The spear Ivan bought from a regular store exploded with every throw, and now he no longer has any spares in his inventory.

‘When will Brika end its awakening?’

He felt Brika, the blood sword, trembling. The long awakening has now come to an end. But not right now. If only he had a little more time…

-No wind can block our way!

Bang!

With the cry of Carly Hawkins, shells were fired from the ghost ship. The ground was dug and scattered as streams of water.

Ivan, who jumped aside, frowned. It was because the tree that was hit by the shell was changing rapidly.

The outside was slippery, and the back was full of bumps. It took the form of a tentacle he had never seen before and stretched out around it.

Pew.

Whoossh!