The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　The moonlight shines into this hell on earth, into this paradise lost.

　...END...

Chapter 620: Sea of ​​War

　3159, spring.

　Messina - Strait of Eruption.

　The steam liner Moby Dick sailed on the waves, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

　This cruise ship, operated by the Messina Chamber of Commerce, has been in operation for two years and usually runs between Massena, Città della Signoria and Romesas, providing guests with extremely rich travel experiences.

　Of course, this is assuming good weather.

　"...Reports indicate that heavy rainfall will hit the port city of Romesas. The chief wizard of the Messina Meteorological Observatory has warned port residents that heavy rainfall can easily cause spiritual resonance. Therefore, if possible, avoid mixing potions at night to prevent uncontrolled spiritual energy and the resulting adverse consequences..."

　"Click."

　"It's raining and raining, I hate the rain so much..."

　In the bustling restaurant of the steam cruise ship, Angelica turned off the radio and looked at the dark clouds outside the porthole.

　The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was obvious that a huge storm was waiting ahead.

　"If it rains, will we be unable to visit the famous sights in Romesas?" she asked Albus across the table.

　"Angelica, we are here on official business," Albus sighed, "You should be more steady."

　"It's not a conflict! You're a workaholic," Angelica stuck out her tongue. "All you do besides work is play with your spirits. Your head is as hard as a log!"

　"This is necessary. I need to get enough information from Ling," Albus said seriously. "For example, right now, Ling tells me that everything is normal on the cruise ship."

　""

　Angelica looked at the hopeless workaholic and sighed softly.

　She finally understood why Miss Shikoti sighed so often, and she would sigh too if she were in her place.

　At this time, the waiter came to the table and placed two plates on the table:

　"Your Romesas specialty salmon sashimi," the waiter gave Angelica a charming smile, then turned to Albus, "and your medium-rare fillet steak."

　"Thank you~"

　Angelica smiled back at the waiter and immediately pulled her plate over.

　On the plate was thinly sliced ​​salmon marinated in light salt water and seasoned with olive oil, surrounded by cucumber slices and pomegranate seeds, topped with a herb and a spoonful of caviar.

　Angelica scooped up a piece with her fork, brought it to her lips and savored it carefully, feeling the thin fish meat melt on her tongue.

　"Delicious~" she said contentedly, "We're already at sea, why are you still thinking about your filet mignon?"

　"I don't like eating raw food," Albus said as he cut the steak. "It's unhygienic."

　"It's very hygienic, right? They'll get rid of all the bugs!" Angelica retorted, "Even if there are parasites, they can't survive in the body of a Six-String Saint!"

　"That's not hygienic either," said Albus.

　"You're such a bummer! Going to Romesas will be a lot less fun for someone like you, right?"

　Angelica muttered, deciding to ignore Albus and enjoy the delicious sashimi in front of her.

　Melodious classical music floated over the restaurant, well-dressed ladies and gentlemen were chatting and laughing, and thunder rumbled outside the window.

　Fine raindrops hit the porthole. Angelica turned her head and looked out the window, and found that the steam cruise ship had entered the storm area at some point.

　"Have your precious spirits spoken?" Angelica asked Albus.

　"Baby Ling'er is silent..." Albus frowned, "This is normal. There is a storm area ahead, and the spiritual world will usually be disturbed to a certain extent."

　"What a useless Ling'er..." Angelica muttered.

　As we went deeper into the storm area, the rain grew heavier, hitting the portholes densely, as if accompanying the classical music in the restaurant.

　The visibility on the sea surface was getting lower and lower. The gray evil wind rolled the waves into the sky and then slammed them hard on the sea surface, causing waves of white foam.

　In the gaps between gray and white, silver lights flickered, blooming in the dark gray like the branches of a giant tree.

　Angelica took out her pocket watch, glanced at the time, and said:

　"We still have thirteen hours to reach Romesas. If the intelligence is correct, we should be arriving soon..."

　As if to confirm her words, the lights in the restaurant suddenly flickered.

　"Zizi..."

　The tourists all looked up, as if frightened by the sudden flashing lights.

　These incandescent lamps are produced by the Academy and are driven by a natural force called "electricity". They are currently widely used in some basic areas of life.

　The advantage of this energy source is that it can operate without interference even in some chaotic areas, such as in storms, and is relatively stable.

　"This light is unreliable..." Angelica muttered, "Who said it's stable?"

　"Master Lucius said so," said Albus.

　"Ah... then it shouldn't be the light that's the problem?"

　At this moment, Albus suddenly stood up, his expression serious:

　"The spirit is responding!"

　“It says…Captain Alex has made his move!

　"Boom!"

　With a loud thunder, the light bulb exploded and the whole restaurant was plunged into darkness.

　The cruise ship tilted slightly, and some plates placed on the edge of the dining table fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

　The guests screamed, and the waiters immediately began to restore order. They lit the spare candles and comforted the frightened ladies.

　"The course has deviated!" Albus frowned, as if enduring some pain. "The spirit said... he is driving this cruise ship into the abyss!"

　"We must act now."

　Angelica drew her wand and just as she stood up, she saw two waiters standing by their table.

　"Excuse me, miss?" the waiter asked politely.

　"Supernatural Department, Section One," Angelica showed her credentials. "The captain of this ship has been accused of attempting a sinister sacrifice. We're ready to intervene. Could you please lead us to the bridge?"

　"The boat is in good condition, miss," the waiter said politely, "Please take a seat, everything is under control."

　"Didn't you understand? I'm from the First Division of the Extraordinary Department," Angelica frowned, "Well... well, it seems..."

　The next second, Albus grabbed the silver knife used to cut steak, with the gray-white spirit attached to it, and stabbed a waiter fiercely -

　"clang!"

　The waiter raised his hand, and where his arm collided with the blade, there was a sound of metal exploding. The gray-white spirit wrapped around him and dragged him back dozens of steps.

　Angelica raised her wand and blasted a beam of purple light at the waiter's chest.

　"boom!"

　The waiter took two steps back, stood still gracefully, and raised his head.

　——His face had turned into a burning sheep-like skull, with two crimson lights flickering in the empty eye sockets.

　"It really is a devil."

　When the two waiters revealed their true identities, the tourists screamed in shock.

　In different areas of the restaurant, more and more waiters' heads melted and turned into burning sheep skulls.

　"Buy me ten seconds," said Albus.

　"Twenty seconds is fine!"

　Angelica waved her wand and gravity exploded again, blasting the two waiters away from her.

　Albus raised his wrist decisively, and the mark of the Tree of Life appeared on the back of his hand.

　"Lord of Dreams, bring down nightmares!"

　Green light gathered on the back of his hand, and a faint green light lingered around him.

　The waiter tried to approach, but Angelica pulled out two potion bottles from her waist and threw them—

　"Clang!"

　"boom!"

　When the glass shattered, golden light exploded, instantly blurring the figures of the two demons, as if they were incompatible with this world.

　Before the other demons approached, the green light on the back of Albus's hand converged on the mechanism——

　"boom!!!"

　The green light rippled and instantly swept across the entire restaurant.

　Thin emerald green threads converged on the back of Albus's hand—all his demons were restrained by him and fell into a deep sleep!

　"Angelica, it's up to you now!" Albus yelled.

　"okay."

　Angelica darted out nimbly, tearing open the lower part of her dress, and climbed over the dining tables, heading straight for the door.

　She flicked her wand, and purple gravity blew the door open—

　"boom!"

　Bridge.

　"Full left rudder, full speed towards the abyss!"

　"Fuck! Don't you understand what I'm saying? Fuck!"

　"You beast who doesn't understand human language! Do as I say! Otherwise, I will personally kill Romysas ​​and rip your daughter open!!!"

　Amid the captain's roar, the helmsman carried out his orders while crying.

　The White Whale began to turn, and the roar of the fire string engine echoed through the storm as steam was ejected, and the huge hull turned in the dark sea.

　Captain Alex held his machete in his hand, panting as he looked at the storm outside the window, his lips curled up constantly.

　At his feet, the former crew had turned into corpses on the ground, and the piled up limbs could not even tell who they belonged to.

　Alex personally saw them off.

　More than ten minutes ago, when he received the call from the Messina Chamber of Commerce, he ordered the crew to change course and head straight into the storm without hesitation.

　The crew members were not very cooperative, and there was nothing he could do but find a way to make them cooperate.

　"Damn businessman, damn bastard," Alex said, his eyes red as he glared at the sea outside the porthole. "You guys like to cheat me, right? Go ahead and cheat me! You want to cheat me of my money, right? Damn it, I just cheated on a few people on the ship, haven't you done enough of this kind of dirty work? You like to deduct my money, right? I'll send your ship to the bottom of the sea and see if you feel any pain! Damn it..."

　While cursing, he squatted down and arranged the hearts of the victims one by one.

　The helmsman cried, he cried very loudly, and cried while holding the rudder.

　"Shut up, damn it!"

　The captain roared, and the helmsman immediately stopped crying.

　He squatted down and began to fiddle with the broken limbs, using their blood and hands to arrange them into a neat magic circle.

　Soon, the magic circle composed of fragments and blood was completed.

　"Boom!"

　With thunder roaring outside the window and heavy rain pouring down, the cruise ship was getting closer and closer to the whirlpool.

　The ship continued to tilt, and various things on the bridge fell to the ground with a clatter, breaking into pieces.

　Out of the corner of his eye, Captain Alex caught a glimpse of a broken picture frame.

　It contains his family photo, the surface

　The glass has been broken.

　He kicked the family portrait away and yelled at the helmsman:

　"Are you deaf?! I told you to slow down! Can't you fucking hear me?!"

　"We're already at full speed!" cried the helmsman. "The wind and waves are too strong!"