Chapter 181 Attack (1)

"No!" Buck wanted to say something, but when he wanted to open his mouth, he felt that his body had become extremely stiff. It seemed that even a small action like opening his mouth seemed extremely strenuous and difficult.

"My...body..." Buck only felt that his thinking was gradually becoming dull, and he could even feel that his mental strength was being infected and devoured by some special force at an alarming speed.

But at this moment, Buck felt that there seemed to be a lot of familiar yet unfamiliar memories in his mind, including some scenes when he was escorting some supplies and then encountered the White Bones.

He seemed to be fighting with some of the crew members of the Bones, and then he was stabbed in the chest by a long sword, which seriously injured him... Then, he saw scenes of himself being controlled by the Bones...

"So that's it..." This was the only thought that came to Buck's mind, and then his consciousness fell into complete darkness.

On the Bones, Captain Butters had finished "eating" and elegantly took out a handkerchief to wipe his eyes. At this time, "Bart" was still standing there in a daze, but his eyes, which were originally black and white, turned into a blurred gray-white, and the whole person looked a little stiff.

"Go do what you have to do." Butters waved gently, his smile still gentle.

Buck nodded slightly, his movements looking a little mechanical, like a puppet with rusty joints. However, as Buck and Butters continued to fine-tune their "chat", Buck's movements became more and more agile and natural, and soon they were no different from those of a normal person.

However, Buck's eyes were still a blurry gray, lacking the agility and vitality of a living person.

About five minutes later, Buck finished chatting with Butters, then he straightened his cocked hat and strode to the lower deck. "Full left rudder!"

Da da da……

He walked down the stairs quickly, and facing some "sailors" who were trying to be sneaky, Buck kicked them without any hesitation.

Most of these sailors busy on the deck already have special "gray eyes" like Buck.

"Hold on... hold on... saving is also a virtue." Butters watched Buck walk down the deck. He couldn't help but licking his lips gently, with a hint of intoxication and greed in his eyes.

He glanced at the other relatively normal sailors, smacked his lips, and an abnormal blush appeared on his face.

For Butters, these sailors on the Bones were his "supplies", his real helpers, and from beginning to end, he only had this special airship that he had luckily obtained that year.

……

Inside Blackhorn Mountain, in a hidden gathering place for wizards.

"Hurry up, faster! You bunch of idiots and bastards!" A sturdy man with gray eyes was angrily waving a leather whip with barbs. From time to time, he raised the whip in his hand and lashed at a slave who was staggering.

This whip is actually a standard alchemical witch tool, but its function is not to fight, but to punish. Every time the whip is struck, under the effect of the alchemical runes, it will give the punished person a sharp pain that goes straight through the soul. That feeling is no less than directly extracting the soul and then placing it on a special soul flame to burn.

"Ahhh... just kill me!" A young man in a tattered wizard robe had bad luck. He staggered and was whipped three times in a row. He was rolling on the ground in pain and wailing constantly. However, the pain that came from the soul could not be relieved by rolling around or any physical defense.

On the contrary, his wailing attracted more attention from the guards and the strong man who was responsible for guarding them before. For a while, whips and leather shoes were attacked towards the wizard apprentice one after another.

"me……"

The wizard apprentice curled up his body, instinctively trying to protect his vital points. But his ridiculous defense was simply unable to withstand the attack he was suffering at this time. Soon, his aura began to rapidly decline, and finally disappeared from the perception of other people's mental power.

"Tsk... Morado, your two magic stones are gone." Many guards laughed and said a few words to the burly man, and then each of them dragged one of the boy's legs and slowly dragged the boy into a basement.

Outside this hidden wizard gathering place, many wizard apprentices from the Grey Bone Academy were also using witchcraft or magic tools to spy on what was happening inside.

"Jero, look at those new bloods, hehe..." The two third-level wizard apprentices who had some friendship with each other behaved a little casually at this time. They were not at all touched by the death of the young wizard apprentice. At this time, the third-level wizard apprentice named Jero was even eating his breakfast leisurely.

Compared to what happened in the camp, they felt that the expressions of the new wizards nearby were more interesting. After all, these new wizards had never seen such bloody and brutal scenes in the academy, and they all showed some discomfort. Some new wizards who had just eaten breakfast felt their stomachs churning.

"Don't move around. If you feel uncomfortable, be patient. If you really can't bear it, meditate on your own! Meditate!" Some veteran wizard apprentices who had taught the new bloods or served as counselors were patrolling among the new bloods at this time, and at the same time, they were transferring some new bloods with more serious symptoms to the back for simple treatment.

"If you feel you can still bear it, then open your eyes and watch carefully." Tang En was also walking among the crowd at this time, but when he passed by his students, he couldn't help but tell them what he was thinking, "This is only a small scene in the wizarding world. You should get used to it now. It will be good for you."

"Oh... Sally, I can't take it anymore!" In the crowd, Monica covered her mouth, her expression looking painful and distorted.

"Yeah." Sally's body was trembling slightly at this time. After all, the scene in front of them was in the basement, doing the "dissection" of some corpses. Watching those guys operating as skillfully as a butcher treating a whole pig, Sally was the first to give up and covered her mouth and slowly retreated to the back.

Sally silently took off a brooch from her clothes. Although her body was still shaking slightly, she still pricked her arm with the brooch with a little force.

The pain in her arm slightly eased the discomfort in her heart, and Sally continued to hold her breath and watch what was happening in the wizard gathering place below.

"This is very similar to the wizarding world my grandfather described..." Sally thought silently in her heart, but if she were asked to choose, she still preferred the current wizarding environment of the Greybone Academy.

While they were enjoying the "live broadcast", from high in the sky, a black airship slowly descended.

"Let's leave quickly." On the deck, Captain Butters silently watched the Blackhorn Mountain becoming clearer and clearer, but a hint of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

With the help of his special training system, Barts has a vague sense of "death".

During this period of time, he has been in a state of anxiety, as if a terrible danger is gradually looming over him.

This was why he was determined to lead the White Bone to the Sea of ​​Chaos. His intuition told him that if he could not leave in time, he would most likely die.

But for some reason, when the Bones was about to land, Butters suddenly felt that the terrifying danger seemed to be approaching rapidly.

"Oh no, there's an ambush!" Butters seemed to understand something. He waved his hand and wanted to control the White Bone to fly high into the sky.

But in the next moment, he saw a wizard in a white robe looking at him, and in the wizard's hand was a special cane made of arm bones.

"Gray Bone Scepter! It's someone from Gray Bone Academy!" Captain Butters quickly recognized the identity of this wizarding tool, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.

But in the next moment, he felt his body sink, and the originally extremely light White Bone Ship began to fall uncontrollably.

At this time, countless tiny shadow air currents have entangled the White Bone Ship. At the same time, these shadow air currents began to penetrate into the core of the White Bone Ship and began to cleverly seal the magic pattern of the White Bone Ship.

Under the somewhat panicked gaze of Captain Butters, his greatest reliance, the Bones, had lost its spirituality and began to shrink rapidly, even turning into a palm-sized ship "model" in the end.

[Second-level witchcraft: Ash Bone Sealing Technique]

Although it was only a "semi-finished product" performed by Lucian with the help of the Graybone Scepter, it was more than enough to deal with opponents of the level of Butters and the Bones.

"Prepare to attack. Don't leave any apprentices in the wizard camp below alive. Carly, pay attention to collecting." Lucian gave the order, and then he looked at the three official wizards who followed him, "Let's go and capture Captain Butters alive. This is the order of Dean Graybone. You should know what to do."

"Yes!" The three official wizards couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

If they dared to make some small moves against Lucian and dared to put forward some conditions, then they dared not disobey the orders of the Gray Bone Wizard in the slightest, and did not even dare to make any small moves.

Because all the official wizards who disobeyed the Gray Bone Wizard died!
The second chapter is still being written QAQ
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(End of this chapter)

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