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Chapter 29 The Siren's Death
Misty.

Two sea monsters that swooped down landed on the deck, translucent saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths, and they were about to feast.

Lothar and Prajna have already approached them one after the other.

Facing the menacing two people, the two sea monsters were taken aback. Their bodies were very fragile, and their lower bodies covered with fish scales and mucus were fine. When sharp objects such as knives were cut on them, they would easily slip off.

But the upper body is a fragile human body. They can survive in the deep sea by relying on the power of magic, not the tough skin. How dare they fight against Lothar who holds a sword.

Selena's take-off speed was only slightly slower, and the blood flowing under her feet, under the control of Fringilla's blood magic, turned into a tough strap.

The straps went around her slippery fishtail, and pinned her tightly to the deck by the middle.

How could Lothar miss such a good opportunity, and strode forward with his half-sword clenched tightly, following the slightly swaying hull of the sea waves, his body could not be shaken at all.

His arms were muscular, and he raised his great sword aloft.

The sea monster Selena desperately flapped her wings, clasped her sharp nails on the straps, desperately trying to escape the bondage, but she couldn't help herself.

"Please."

"Please let me go, I will bring you pearls and gems from the bottom of the sea, which will make you the richest person in the world, please!"

She spoke extremely fast, and she actually spoke fluent Greek with a little Asia Minor accent.

Her voice was as clear as a lark.

She has a beautiful appearance and a beautiful country.

But the man in front of her had a heart as hard as stone, and it was difficult to see any pity and kindness in his cold eyes, and the sharp sword blade slashed down fiercely.

puff-

The head of a beautiful woman rolls away on the deck.

In the neck cavity of the headless corpse, a large amount of blood spattered out, which happened to land behind Lothar.

Selena's performance proves that they are not the low-intelligence that Fringila said, but they can't restrain their desire to eat human flesh at all.

This declares that Lothar has no possibility of cooperating with the other party.

"Qina!"

In the sky, two sea monsters screamed in terror.

Selena's name in Siren is not Selena at all, it is the name given to her by the Jewish businessman based on the transliteration of "Siren".

Crystal tears flowed from their faces, and they all opened their mouths wide, revealing a mouth full of sharp, jagged fangs between their small lips.

The corners of the lips were slowly torn apart, leaving only a little flesh connected, and the saliva overflowed from it.

In the blink of an eye, those alluring red lips turned into a bloody mouth that almost reached to the base of the ears.

next moment.

The two sea monsters let out a mournful cry.

The voice was full of anger and sadness.

The mist that shrouded the sea was stirred up because of this.

The terrifying sound waves gave Lothar an illusion as if he was facing a stormy sea.

On the deck, scars like knives and axes appeared out of thin air.

Without the slightest hesitation, Banruo took a step forward and came to Lothar.

The ghost face shield is in front.

Keng——

A series of sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded.

Lothar leaned against Banruo's waist, feeling the shocking force coming from ahead, and the two of them retreated several steps at the same time.

"This sea monster is so powerful?"

Lothar was a little taken aback.

Although the siren's melee combat power is far inferior to that of a werewolf, its long-range sonic attack is comparable to a strong bow and crossbow.

"indeed."

Hannya nodded and said, "And they can fly, so it's hard for our attacks to hit them."

"Silly big man, attract their attention!"

Furingilla shouted loudly in Chinese, and the linen robe she was wearing was filled with the rampant magic power.

Long white hair hangs in the air.

"They must be eliminated in the air. If they dive into the water and penetrate the bottom of the ship from the bottom, all of us will die here!"

Prajna spoke very fast, which was rare, and spoke for a long time.

Immediately, on the black shield she was holding, the grimace relief immediately became vivid.

The terrifying breath of hell almost instantly made her the center of the world.

The upper and lower teeth of the two sea monsters chattered uncontrollably, and even the screaming stopped.

"That is the breath of Cerberus, the gate of hell!"

"Then it's obviously at the bottom of the sea...how could it appear here?"

On the deck, two illusory figures slowly floated up from the corpse, and flew towards the mouth of the grimace relief like swallows throwing themselves into the forest.

"No!"

"We can't let Qina's soul be devoured!"

The sea monsters screamed in horror, wanting to rush over to stop all this.

At this moment, Fringilla's dexterous body stepped on the side of the ship and soared into the air.

In mid-air, she opened her hand to the blood plasma flowing freely on the deck, and the blood immediately gathered and turned into a throwing spear exuding a strong sweet smell.

"Get off me!"

With an ear-piercing scream, the blood-throwing spear flew towards the two sea monsters. With the blessing of blood magic, the speed of this spear-throwing spear was extremely fast.

But although the two Krakens were impatient, they had already made preparations, and at this critical moment, they stopped at the same place at the same time.

The Blood Spear almost flew past their faces.

However, the next moment, a sharp black shield flew out like a fast-rotating chainsaw.

Immediately after the black shield was thrown, there was a new blood-throwing spear-this was condensed by Fringila, and it appeared in the hands of Lothar who was hiding behind Prajna.

puff-

The black shield cut off a sea monster in half.

And the other one was also hit by the spear thrown by Lothar on the wings on the back, and its whole body tilted, falling like a kite with a broken string.

"die!"

Fringira clenched her hands tightly.

The sea monster that was hit by the wing was still in the air, and the blood spear exploded, and the blood turned into sharp needles, which immediately pierced it into a sieve.

"Great!"

Lothar said a little excitedly.

This wave, the cooperation of the three of them is perfect.

In fact, the moment Lothar threw the spear, he was not sure that he could hit it.

After all, when he practiced throwing spears on horseback before, he often hit three times out of ten times.

Although the bumps on the deck are not as good as those on horseback, they are not much stronger.

Banruo breathed a sigh of relief, opened her hand, and the shield that flew away flew back into her hand like a boomerang.

At this moment, Fringira staggered and fell to the ground.

"Flynn!"

Lothar hurried forward.

"Don't worry, it's just that you have overdrawn your mental strength, it's nothing serious."

Prajna said in a flat tone.

Although Fringila is also an epic-level follower, she is only at the first level. Lothar is worried that she will be lawless, and coupled with her financial constraints, she has never raised her level.

Casting this series of powerful spells has already exceeded her ability.

Lotha hugged Fringilla, and felt that the girl in her hands was so light and fluffy, as if she was made of paper, as if she would float away at any moment.

"Let's go back to the cabin."

Lothar said hurriedly.

"Ah."

...

The battered ship anchored in Crete early the next morning.

After the ship lost its original owner, it was rightfully requisitioned by Lothar.

Therefore, the cost of repairing the ship also fell on his head. Fortunately, the deck and mast were only slightly damaged, and the delay would not last long.

In Crete they replenished and replaced fresh water.

This is an island whose main population is Greeks. The forces on the island are intertwined. The Eastern Empire, Venice, Genoa and even Ayub are all projecting their own forces here.

They rested at the hotel on the island for a whole morning, and set sail again in the afternoon, aiming at the holy city of Jaffa (also translated as Kafar).

(End of this chapter)