Another chapter, still requesting monthly votes! This Skeleton Horse was called Maximilian. It was the other contracted target of Hobart's Spirituality Connection Wine Cup, and this was the first time Hobart had summoned it.
He had summoned it because Hobart was not a proper Storm Blessed, after all. His Low Flight ability could not carry away two "spoils of war."
Furthermore, the enemy's Chief Sailor had already chased after him. That was a genuine Storm Blessed.
The ghost horse spread its bony wings, which spanned four to five meters. Without needing a running start, it directly carried Hobart and the two "spoils of war" into the air.
Hobart laughed loudly. "Did you think I couldn't enter the Spirit World, so I couldn't escape?"
The Chief Sailor came charging over in long strides. The surrounding storm swirled around him and lifted him up as he continued pursuing Hobart through the air.
Just as Hobart was preparing to have a chase with this Storm Blessed, he suddenly noticed a cloud of red mist appearing inside the Celestial Horse's empty belly.
Pfft~ The red mist was released from its rear, enveloping the shouting Storm Blessed.
Hobart bared his teeth. Never open your mouth while chasing an enemy in the future. Who knows what kind of fart they might let out!
Then he realized, "Horse, could this be your 'strange' ability?"
Hobart remembered that his requirements at the time had been the ability to fly and a strange ability.
Maximilian proudly raised its head as though it were about to neigh, but perhaps because it had no vocal cords, it could only give up.
Hobart thought, It's just a fart. What are you so proud of? But he soon discovered that the storm had dispersed the red mist, while red flames burned over the