Raft Survival: Fished a mermaid at the beginning

Chapter 96 The Huge Formation

"Ah! Let me go! Lord Succubus!" The demon begged for mercy loudly.

Christine sneered and threw the demon to the ground, the air seemed to be a little bit colder.

"Dust Demon, I need you to do things for me. If you can do it, you will be free. If you can't, hehe! Be my food!"

The Dust Demon plopped to his knees on the ground, trembling, "Everything is under the command of Lord Succubus!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Christine's mouth, "Very good! Gather the lost demons, find Soyce and Tanzanis, and tell them I'm back! And find several other demon masters! Tell all the demons, the harvest season We're here, we're going to harvest the souls of everyone in this sea area! Tell them, I'm going to do it when the world boss is opened! No one can stop us this time! Including the Alchemy Guild of God!"

Christine waved the Dust Demon and threw it on Bluebeard's body.

Blue Beard opened his eyes suddenly, and the pupils turned black, and soon returned to normal.

He knelt on the ground respectfully, "I obey!"

The dust demon twisted its body, emitting wisps of fine dust from its body.

The fine dust divided into more than a dozen strands, flew out from the basement, and turned into a faint cloud of smoke.

……

Palm Island, in a small alley in the bar area.

A filthy drunk man was lying next to the trash can, holding a wine bottle, spraying alcohol from his mouth, and his tone was full of complaints.

"I was also a famous pirate back then, who knew that I would be reduced to this today?

After drinking this meal, there is no money for the next meal.

So fucking depressed!

Damn supernovas!
Didn't I just plunder a few boats, kill hundreds of people, and rape dozens of women, so I deserve to be exterminated?
Why did you break my legs?

Did I provoke you? "

The drunkard hit his paralyzed right leg hard twice and cursed with great resentment.

"You useless leg, one day I will cut you off and use it to catch sharks!
What a shitty supernova!They're just a bunch of bastards who are luckier than I am!
I'm just old. When I was young, I punched you all into the sea to feed the fish!
drink!
keep drinking!
Drunk has everything!
Women, money, power, lol! "

The drunk picked up the bottle again and drank desperately.

Rum trickled down his greasy neck.

He didn't notice that a man came into the alley.

The man was tall and slender, wearing a silver-white trench coat.

Contains a certain powerful momentum.

And his body was shrouded in a white gleam.

The drunk man glanced at the man, and said drunkenly: "This is my place, you can't sleep here tonight, go to another place."

The man ignored the drunkard, but raised his head, revealing a chin that was so hard that it could almost break rocks under the hood.

The chin is covered with blue stubble, which looks a bit vicissitudes.

The man looked up at the sky, as if he was watching something.

The drunkard also looked up in a daze, and muttered, "What's so interesting? I've seen every star in this sky! It's not interesting at all! It's the same, without any vitality!"

The drunkard kept murmuring, but he didn't know that the sky was completely different in the man's eyes.

Under the black night, the stars radiated incomparably bright and colorful lights, like the eyes of the gods, overlooking the sea.

However, the light was blocked.

A black mist like locusts is spreading, covering the entire island.

The faint whispers of demons spread around.

Terrible sounds resounded in many places on the island.

The man moved slightly.

"Dust Demon?"

The man finally spoke, his voice sounded as if there was no emotion at all.

The man's thick lips opened and closed slightly, and the thick stubble on his lips swayed up and down.

"No... the dust demon doesn't have such powerful demon power! It must be another demon lord!"

The drunk laughed mockingly.

"What demon lord? You are more drunk than I am! Could it be that you just listened to a bard's song? There are no demons in this world! They are all pretending!"

The man seemed to agree and nodded slightly.

"Your words make some sense. Demons are mostly humans, and evil humans are more terrifying than demons."

The man's gaze fell from the stars and landed in the direction of the mountains.

The drunk followed the man's line of sight, and his eyes fell on the castle halfway up the mountain.

The drunk man's eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

"You're looking at the castle! That's the headquarters of the Bluebeard Chamber of Commerce! Bluebeard is powerful and powerful, and his son is smart and capable! I'm so lucky! If I can become Bluebeard, I will definitely sleep with all the women on this island Give birth to hundreds of sons, so that I can sit back and relax and watch my sons make money for me, be filial to me, and enjoy family happiness! No more drifting in the ocean of bullshit to survive!"

The drunk man slurred his tongue, and a wretched smile crept up his ugly cheeks.

He had seen the female secretary with a blue beard, her hot body almost made him move the earth.

The man shook his head silently.

"No! You are wrong! If you were Bluebeard, you would never want to have so many sons!"

"Huh? Why?" The drunk looked at the man sleepily, unable to understand the meaning of his words.

The man lowered his head, his eyes under the hood glowed faintly.

"Don't ask me why! Because everything is the will of the Holy Spirit!"

The drunk gave the man a strange look, and grinned, revealing his uneven black teeth.

"Hey, it turned out to be a missionary, no wonder he likes preaching so much, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong person! Because I don't believe in that shit Holy Spirit you talked about! If the Holy Spirit exists, why is a wicked person like me still alive? "

The man glanced at the drunk man lightly and sneered.

"The reason why you can live to this day is because everything is arranged by the Holy Spirit. Of course, you can't live for long."

The drunkard heard the dangerous element from this sentence, and he squeezed the bottle tightly.

"What nonsense are you talking about! You must be a cultist! Cultists are lunatics! Get out of here, I don't want to see you! Get out of here, or I'll break your head! I'm a good thrower!"

Drunk men waved bottles and shouted threats.

The man shook his head slowly, turning a blind eye.

"You are wrong. I am the most devout holy believer. I serve the holy angels and learn from the great holy alchemy knight Reinhardt. I walk in this sea area, seal the demons, and send them to hell!"

As the man's voice fell to the ground.

The holy chant fell from the starry sky and enveloped the man.

Light suddenly burst out from behind him, and two white wings stretched out.

The pure white feathers fell from the sky and turned into light spots all over the sky.

A huge magic circle appeared on the ground with a radius of more than ten meters.

The magic circle was revolving with a bang, and countless sacred runes interweaved and shuttled, flying and circling back and forth in the space.

The holy light erupted from the ground, and the light swallowed everything.

Amidst the rumbling sound, a huge cross emerged from the ground.

The cross is wrapped with silver and white chains, engraved with dazzling and dazzling sacred runes, jingling.

The man picked up the cross and lifted it up in the air. The silver chains soared in an instant and flew towards the drunk.

(End of this chapter)