The scorching flames came into contact with the cold sea water, and steam continuously poured out in front of Leonard, forcing back the subsequent high temperature and allowing "Soul Assurer" behind it to breathe.
He waved "Word of the Sea", letting the strong wind blow away the steam coming towards his face, and the heat wave surged upward from the sewer outlet. He immediately looked at the exploding cloak.
The cloak had long since been reduced to ashes in the flames. Apart from the vertical ladder that had been burned red by the high temperature, there were only a few fragments of glass that gradually dissipated.
Another stand-in? But how did she break free from the dream? The first time was also... Doubts appeared in Leonard's mind, but he had no time to think about it. He immediately communicated with the Nature Spirit around him to find the direction of the other party's escape.
He knew that Mirror Substitution of "Witch" could only escape a distance of twenty to thirty meters, and needed a mirror that could reflect itself or a pre-made Magic Mirror as a medium, but there was no full-length mirror for her to use, whether in the house above or in the dark sewer.
Once again, the Magic Mirror you are carrying should be used up... He frowned, and with the help of Spirit Body, he confirmed the other party's position again, waved his cane lightly, and was dragged by it to fly towards the side of the sewer.
Huh, huh...
Shermane panted heavily and ran forward in vain. With the help of Dark Vision, he continued to drill into the sewer's forked road, occasionally stopping to listen to the sounds coming from behind him.
The howling wind was getting closer and closer to her.
She could only use "Mirror Substitution" to leave the sewer, escape to the ground, and then use the complex East Borough street environment to avoid the official Beyonder... She thought about it and sensed the mirror above that could be used as a stand-in, but before she could capture the exact target, she felt as if a sharp cone had been inserted into her brain, causing severe pain.
The battle to subdue "Briber" Malcolm, the "play" of publicly burning the opponent to death, and the brief but intense extraordinary confrontation just now almost exhausted all Shermane's Spirituality, especially the short interval between the two "Mirror Substitution", which made her unable to concentrate on locking other mirrors. She could only feel the cold touch of the Magic Mirror on her chest that was soaked in her blood and had a closer connection with her.
That's a warning that danger is coming!
She suddenly looked behind her, and a strong wind swept in from a distance along with garbage and sewage from the sewer.
That "Red Gloves" is chasing us again!
That's right, Red Gloves, that handsome man must be a member of the Church of the Evernight Goddess Transcendent Organization that Miss Angelica had warned her not to mess with. A pair of bright red gloves is their characteristic!
Gritting his teeth, Shermane continued to run, rushing to one side at the fork in front of the road. At the same time, a medium-sized ice surface formed under his feet, making the ground slippery.
In this way, he will think that I ran this way... Shermane A smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and the moment the figure disappeared at the fork in the road, it turned into a handful of scattered fragments.
At the same time, at the end of another fork in the road, her staggering figure emerged from the darkness. She wiped it on her body, disappeared, and left quietly with silent footsteps.
The sound of wind gradually approaching and then quickly disappearing came from behind. She held her breath and did not dare to look back.
By the time that stupid "Red Gloves" realized that he was chasing in the wrong direction, I had already completed Anti-Divination and blended into the crowd of East Borough... She chuckled secretly, and waited until the sound of the wind completely disappeared, then gritted her teeth to endure the sharp pain in her head, dragged her lead-filled legs, and walked step by step towards the sewer exit.
Even at this time, she still did not forget the key steps of Anti-Divination taught her by Angelica and Trissy.
Huh——
Shermane A sharp explosion suddenly sounded behind him.
That's the strong wind that "Red Gloves" relies on to fly!
Shermane looked back in shock. The man with black hair and blue eyes, who looked more like a poet than Beyonder, was holding a silver-white cane in both hands. Rather than flying, it was more like being dragged by the cane and approaching her quickly.
Boom——
A strong gust of wind hit her, and her invisibility was lifted again.
How did he see through my escape route... Shermane was confused at first, and then became desperate. She could no longer use "Mirror Substitution" and "Staff Substitution" in a short time, and the opponent's cane, whether it was wind or lightning, would become her Nightmare.
She took out the dagger from her arms that had caused a violent explosion before, allowing her to almost escape capture. Shermane stared at the Red Gloves man who was so close. Her body sank slightly, and she used her arms to exert force, trying to fight to the death with her last strength.
At this moment, holding the cane, the man who was flying at high speed seemed to hit a transparent wall. His incoming force suddenly slowed down, and he bounced back. With a strange cry of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhh", he landed in a sewer full of sewage and garbage, and rolled several meters away.
As the cane escaped his grasp, the cane inlaid with silver-white metal and with a dark black tip suddenly jumped up, as if it had a life of its own.
It jumped a few times and approached the black-haired Red Gloves man who fell to the ground. It waved twice in the air as if it was being held by someone, and hit its master with the heavy head of the staff.
Snap——
The dull sound stunned Shermane.
She immediately realized that this must be the negative effect of Mystical Item being triggered.
Take this opportunity to escape or... kill him?
Shermane had two contradictory thoughts in her mind, but before she could make a decision, she was hugged tightly by two hands that suddenly appeared behind her, and her body disappeared at the same time.
Is this... invisibility?
She looked at her transparent hands, put away the dagger decisively, and dived deep into the sewer under the guidance of the invisible person beside her. Behind the two of them, wisps of dark flames licked the floor and walls, erasing all traces.
When she was far away from the battered "Red Gloves" and almost walking away from East Borough along the sewer, Shermane felt that the person helping her stopped and slowly revealed her slender figure.
The black hair that reached her waist and was tied up casually made Shermane immediately recognize the person:
"Miss Triss?"
Iron Carbon Street, the chaotic streets were controlled by the patrol police who arrived, and the irrelevant people were quickly dispersed. Two police officers covered their noses and looked down on the attic platform, trying to remove the body of Malcolm, which was fixed to the wall with ice picks that had not yet melted.
From time to time, East Borough residents who had not yet left, or who had just come out of their homes, shouted. The voice was half panic and half joy. The former was because someone died tragically, and the latter was because it was Malcolm who died.
In another building not far from the body that was still smoking wisps of black smoke, behind the second-floor window stood a man wearing a black robe and a huge hood, with only fair skin and an elegantly curved chin exposed.
His eyes hidden in the shadows looked at the attic above. His eyes only stayed on the miserable corpse of Malcolm for a moment, but he looked at the inverted cross for a long time, as if the bound Sinner Malcolm was still fixed on the cross with his legs in the sky and his arms spread out.
The fish was disemboweled, the internal organs were removed, and the fish was smeared with basil, cumin, and lemon juice and was fixed on the grill. After being fully grilled, it formed a unique taste of crispy exterior and tender interior, allowing the pungent aroma to spread throughout the entire deck.
"This is mine!"
Siren, who smelled the aroma, squeezed into the formation of Sailor around the barbecue grill, and unceremoniously grabbed the steaming grilled fish.
Although she has been given a human name, Ariel, by Helene, Helene himself, including himself, still often calls her the Oldest One name of "YuYu". Even Ariel himself often misses this name and reacts to "YuYu".
During the week with "Red Haired Woman" Sailor, Ariel has fallen in love with this grilled fish method that is slightly different from Dici Grilled Fish. It relies on a lot of spices and strong fire to form a crispy skin. He scorns the salty raw fish and waits to snatch Sailor's cooked food every day.
Of course, she will also use the advantages of Siren to summon marine life with her "hunter" ability, so that the trawl nets hung on both sides of the ship by "Red Haired Woman" can harvest hundreds of kilograms of fish every day, so that everyone can eat fresh sea fish.
"I think this Siren who only knows how to eat shouldn't be called 'YuYu'. Let's just call her 'Lazy Fish', lazy fish, haha."
A Sailor laughed, picked up a grilled fish that was no longer so hot, and handed it to Siren who was waving her hands. He watched her happily take it and start eating it directly with her hands.
"It seems that it will take a long time for her to understand human habits, such as eating with tools, and not taking off clothes at will..." the red-haired Helene, who was sitting on the other side of the grill, sighed, "William, I leave this matter to you, including making her literate and able to use Loenese's learning courses proficiently."
Sailor Chief, who was huddled in the corner of the deck, holding a wine glass in one hand and pressing the leather tricorn hat on his head with the other, glanced at his captain and nodded.
Were they also so carefree when Cathedral of Serenity was raised by the church... They had already had enough food and wine, leaning on the side and watching the "deck barbecue" gradually reaching its climax, Sailor pulled the sofa Angel, who was singing a tuneless song with a hoarse voice, was thinking, his eyes lingering on "Lazy Fish" who was wearing a burqa and still had some scales on his hands and feet, and then moved to the distance.
In the night, the sea shrouded in dark clouds and mist is close at hand. From time to time, thick lightning flashes across the clouds and falls into the fog. Light, sound and energy are all absorbed by the fog, without any leakage to the outside.
Tomorrow... you can see the real "Fountain of Youth" tomorrow...
She withdrew her gaze and looked again at the Sailors who were drinking and singing in a carefree manner. Even Helene joined their carnival. Siren Ariel who had killed three grilled fish also raised his head and sang along with their tune.
Her melodious, ethereal voice immediately overwhelmed everyone's singing. Although Helene had warned her that she was not allowed to sing with her magical voice on the deck, even with an ordinary voice, Siren was like a professional singer and could sing tunes that moved everyone.
Listening to Ariel's soothing voice, smelling the scent of spices and ale, and feeling the rhythm of the ship swaying slowly in the waves, Angel felt that his tense heartstrings gradually relaxed.
Maybe this is the reason why many Sailor have been unwilling to leave the sea and return to the land... She sighed with emotion. She no longer stayed away from the crowd, but approached the barbecue grill, took a tray, selected a grilled fish that was grilled to perfection, and tasted it carefully.