"Boom!"
Ten minutes later, the catfish warrior he had just sent out was defeated and shattered into pieces in front of him.
"No!" Nab broke down emotionally.
That damned Wave Rider moved through the water without making a sound, then appeared from behind and crushed his warrior to death.
How could someone be so vicious, shameless, and despicable!
In the original timeline, the fourth layer of the ocean world was extremely dangerous.
This is because the sea is always turbulent.
Just as the Dadi cannot summon Brave of Light on a rocky, rugged ground.
Even rabbis cannot summon the Wave Rider from the turbulent sea.
Therefore, unless there is wind or the battlefield is on the ground, Dadi and Brave of Light can only fight on foreign soil.
The power of water, which can even defeat the Wave Rider of the sea god in naval battles, has almost disappeared.
Another issue is that Mei had a very fiery temper when she was young, and she focused too much on areas that were considered "hot."
As a result, magic cannot be used in water.
But things are different now.
The reason why Dadi and the others lingered on the fifth floor for so long was to overcome the above problems.
As a descendant of the High-Eared Tribe, Rabi has mastered how to summon the Wave Rider on turbulent waters thanks to his high adaptability to Magic Power.
Othello and Domino did a great job, taking turns racing to simulate the undulating sea.
Mei also overcame the weakness of water magic by drawing related spells such as [Nebulus] and [Clear Water Like Spring] through the guild.
Most notably, Mei couldn't resist exchanging for the [Elixir of Life Potion].
But she didn't take too much; she stopped using it as soon as her wrinkles were smoothed out.
In short, Nab suffered another crushing defeat.
Once again, I was forced to suppress my joy by Aguraman and unleashed a torrent of angry words.
This brings them one step further away from the fate of being sacrificed to the Great Dark Evil God along with the Evil King.
The Terror Dragon, also known as the Overlord Evil Dragon, and the hands and feet with wave amplification devices created by Dr. Babu were also intact.
Meanwhile, Basil dragged his tired body back to the Harry world. After taking a nap for an hour, it was already dawn.
Remaining vacation days: 2 - 1 = 1 day
At midday, on the edge of Hogsmeade, a post-land reclamation project was underway—on a specially created golden beach.
Basil lay down on it, taking a nap under the parasol.
It's already October.
A season when damp, chilly air permeates the air.
But in this isolated world, it feels like the height of summer.
A group of wizards from the coast of Newfoundland, Canada, once home to one of the world's four major fishing grounds, found a business opportunity here.
The wave spell used for fishing stirred up waves on the beach.
They also sell surfboards.
This attracted a large number of wizards.
But it's also very noisy.
But Basil lay quietly on the soft sand.
It wasn't because he used some kind of sound-blocking magic.
It's not because he didn't rest at all.
He appeared to have his eyes closed, but in reality, he was admiring the graceful figure of a valiant female knight conquering the sea on a surfboard.
That was Victoria, who had applied a matte finish so she no longer Winky in the sunlight.
But this actually exposed her fair and translucent skin to the sun.
Coupled with her strikingly long, fiery red hair that danced with the waves, and her alluring, ambitious face, she attracted the attention of almost every wizard on the beach.
Basil almost thought that Mera, who ate rose petals raw and was more beautiful than flowers, from the Aquaman movie had come to life.
Just like Victoria came here.
Everyone in the club, except for Mei, who was in a different time zone, came here.
In the Dream Kingdom, apart from two Long-eared Tribe who disliked water, and Alice and Rosalie who were too lazy to apply matte potion, everyone else also came here.
Madison and Zoe decided to visit Hogwarts (due to the contract, the area of Hogwarts, except for the castle, is open to the public during holidays).
Lessie joined in, saying that as the headmistress of the evil academy, she needed to conduct a thorough on-site investigation of the magic school in the other world.
After spending some time cuddling with Basil, Beatrix and Sophie returned to the School of Good and Evil.
Bellatrix, who longed to have tanned skin and become a girl skilled in sports like a cheerleader or athlete, also grabbed her surfboard and rushed into the waves.
Ariana and Phoebe were just lying next to Basil, but they've gone back to their dorm.
Narcissa, because of Draco, dared not linger near Basil.
At this moment, Draco Malfoy is showing off his Hungarian Horntail tattoo on the beach.
And it would summon it from time to time, causing gasps of surprise.
At the same time, he also seriously 'debunked' the rumor, saying that his grandfather's dragon plague syphilis was contracted because of the magic he was studying.
It wasn't for any embarrassing reason.
Hermione was naturally not there. She knew Basil was a womanizer, but she didn't know he was this promiscuous.
Luna and Ginny, whose relationship deepened in the Forbidden Forest, naturally followed suit.
In general, everyone except Hermione, Luna, and Ginny knows that Basil can notice everything that happens to them here.
By mentioning his name in advance, one can easily find out the content of the conversation.
So, apart from those who have already returned to their own world, and those who are quiet like Victoria.
The others spoke to Basil from time to time, as if they were broadcasting live to him.
Basil also had to open the Chat Group, the chat system of the [Key of Illusory Dreams], and respond from time to time.
I really want to know how those "Aquaman" manage their time.
As Basil thought this, he replied to Madison, "I have no requests tonight, and I don't remember wearing black stockings."
Alas, how could I have fallen so low!
The next second, Basil continued to admire Victoria's agile figure struggling in the waves.
Okay, let's look at something good to wake us up.
At the same time, Basil made a decision in his heart.
——
On the vast ocean, the solar snail moves slowly across the surface, just as if it were traveling on water.
Basil walked alongside them, Dadi next to him kept pestering him to learn a move.
In the words of the rabbi, this is even cooler than Grandma (referring to Mei) being able to fly.
Mei poked her head out of the crucible, clenching her little fists and saying with dissatisfaction, "You finally decided to come back?"
"Didn't you say you weren't coming back today?"
"That—" Basil couldn't help but look away.
But the next second he came to his senses, "I almost thought there was something extraordinary between you and me."
"As for the reason, I am still looking for it."
This is a lie. In the original plan, Basil actually intended to come here every day to check in and then go back to his dormitory to sleep.
He left his Evil Body with Ainuma.
But that's why the plan was changed.
"Grandma, is what you said true? There really is a huge whirlpool!" Dadi exclaimed.
The current had become rapid, and even the usually lazy face of the solar snail showed signs of panic.
They are sinking.
Rabbi had already pulled out his whip and solar-powered gyroscope. "It's my turn to make a move now."
"No," Basil interrupted, "Don't worry, someone will come back to save us."
Mei looked disgusted; she already knew why.
He's right.
"Gori Gori fishing, carrots won't catch fish."
"However, I suggest you come in first."
She retreated back into the crucible.
"Okay, Gri." Gori Gori jumped in too.
Three minutes later.
"Ahhh."
"Help!"
"If I had known, I would have followed the rabbi's example and gone into the hole (referring to the rabbit hole transplanted into the cauldron)."
In a large whirlpool with a radius of nearly one mile.
The Dadi hung on the back of the solar snail, so frightened that tears welled up in its eyes.
Gas, however, viewed this as a form of training and refinement.
And Basil also hung on the shell of the solar snail.
It'll be soon, very soon.
Dadi if hearing Basil's thoughts, they looked diagonally upwards—towards the edge of the great vortex.
She was a dashing female knight.
With thick eyebrows and large eyes, he exudes a commanding presence.
She was dressed very simply, like a cowgirl from a Western movie.
Her hands, adorned with brown backless leather gloves, gripped the reins, and beneath a fiery red headscarf, her golden hair fluttered in the wind.
Amidst the Dadi's gasp.
She stood on the sled and plunged straight into the whirlpool, swimming towards them.
"Quick! Grab this!"
A clear, melodious voice, tinged with the allure of a mature woman, rang out.
She threw the rope at them, and the light snail, its expression completely out of control, snapped it into its mouth.
Then, the thing pulling the sled surfaced—a line of robust bluefin tuna.
They pulled the sled, carrying the solar snails, out of the whirlpool and swam towards the island not far away.
"You saved us."
Without warning, Basil appeared beside the female knight.
She is the reason.
A rider riding a bluefin tuna and gliding through a whirlpool on a snowboard.
Yesterday's Victoria was simply more glamorous than her.
"Hello," her violet pupils contracted, her voice unconsciously tightening as she began to tidy her hair and light brown rabbit ears, "My name is Sinabi. I'm the navigator for this area, specializing in rescuing those who fall into the whirlpool. What's your name?"
The thought of asking Dadi and the others for money was instantly thrown to the back of my mind.
All she could see was the man floating beside her.
"My name is Basil Granger. You can also call me Li Lin."
High in the sky, a seagull flew by, and its eyes suddenly lit up with a red light.
The Evil Moving Empire, an empty room, a lonely stage.
Golden yellow, with a large number of pipes of different pitches, accompanied by reeds, occupying the entire stage.
Xiamang closed her eyes and danced her hands on the pipe organ.
This most complex, largest, most expensive, magnificent, and solemn musical machine in human history danced at his fingertips.
Deep, sacred music, yet also strangely Evil Qi, began to play.
Despite being a single person, the performance produced the sound effects of a large symphony orchestra.
Under the dim light, Xiamang resembled a vampire elegantly savoring the blood of young girls in an ancient castle, eerie and terrifying yet also possessing a strange sense of holiness.
A streak of light flashed, and the mechanical seagull that had just been soaring in the sky appeared on the piano case.
A sinister red light began to flicker in the seagull's eyes.
"It's you."
The music did not stop.
Xiamang kept her eyes closed, and the mechanical seagull did not speak any language.
But he gleaned information from the fluctuations of the Evil Power.
"What! A giant whirlpool at sea?"
"That man has finally shown up?"
"I see."
The hands stopped moving.
The music stopped abruptly.
A cold, Killing Intent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Sobbing
A somber voice rang out.
The metal window with the figure of Aguraman moved across the wall and into his view.
"Your Evil Moving Demon God."
Xiamang quickly got up.
Aguraman, speaking directly from the window, said, "You've probably noticed that they're lost in the Great Whirlpool Sea. Don't miss this opportunity."
"I understand, Your Majesty." A hint of joy flashed in Xiamang's icy blue eyes.
He had thought the opportunity belonged to Ainuma, but it turned out to be his.
Aguraman put on a murderous look and said, "Then I'll hand over Three-Horned Evil Dragon No. 3 to you."
"Yes!" Xiamang smiled.
——
This is a dark corridor.
The ground and ceiling were both dark purple, the smooth floor looked as if it had been cut into pieces by purple lasers, and the upward-rising ceiling was covered with the veins of leaves.
On both sides are rows of wooden cabinets that are close to the walls.
Inside the transparent glass, on dark brown wooden shelves and red velvet cushions, are displayed countless treasures bearing the marks of history.
Masters of the Holy Grail War would go crazy if they saw this.
Alexander the Great's helmet, Caesar's cloak, Hanzo's shuriken, Napoleon's sword, and Ashoka's crown.
Xiamang walked past them without looking back, as if they were insignificant pebbles.
Finally, I stopped in front of a wooden cabinet.
"A giant whirlpool at sea?"
He seemed to be pondering something.
My gaze lingered on a dark gold ring adorned with two sapphires.
"Here it is~"
Soon, he returned to the room filled with deep blue pool water.
He threw the ring into it as well.
The vortex visibly shrank from large to small, and amidst the rising red evil light, he chanted dark incantations once more.
"JA HA RA DO KU SHI JA HA RA DO KU SHI DO".
"Awaken, Pirate King Hook!"
Amidst the towering water column, Captain Hook, Captain Hook's nemesis, appeared—wearing a noble hat, a fashionable suit, and dressed in a stylish and elegant manner.
"Lord Xiamang, please give your orders."
"As the embodiment of evil in this world, I will do whatever is most brutal and vicious for you to see."
"Very good," Xiamang nodded in satisfaction. "Your primary objective is that magician Li Lin."
The Tower of Light, now another magnificent building in the Evil Moving Empire.
Basil, who was lying on Ainuma's lap flipping through a book, twitched his ear.
"What's wrong?" Ainuma noticed her lover's distraction. "Is there something you don't understand?"
"You can think of the human mind as a building. You don't need to destroy it, you just need to attract the people inside to come out on their own."
"With your Evil Power, it should be very simple. Everyone has a dark side."
"Try to touch your power with your darkest and most obscure thoughts. If it's you, you don't even need eye contact."
"All you need is—"
Basil interrupted Ainuma with his mouth.
Fifteen minutes later, amidst Ainuma's panting, he explained, "I just heard someone bragging."
He appeared here in a malevolent state, a veritable source of Evil Body and the lord of destruction, and was somewhat taken aback by the content of the words.
An embodiment of evil?
Where did this little punk come from?
And what grudge or grievance could there be against him as the main target?