Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

As they were talking, the Thorn had already moved away from the three ghost ships and continued to sail forward.

5 minutes passed in a flash, and the unlucky time had come. As a gust of cold wind blew, the Thorn suddenly shook violently.

"What happened?" Zhou Ning's heart skipped a beat and his expression became solemn.

What he was afraid of was not pirates or monsters in the sea, but problems with the ship that would prevent the voyage from continuing, which would be a sin.

Smith Hall stood by the railing and looked down. He couldn't help but look dazed and said speechlessly:

"The boat is tangled in seaweed..."

Seaweed? Zhou Ning quickly walked to the railing and saw that the waterline of the Thorn was covered in a massive, wildly growing mass of dark green seaweed. It seemed to have stretched out from the seabed, disappearing from the surface in the blink of an eye. Its maddening growth soon overran the railing, the deck, and entangled the entire ship.

In the blink of an eye, the Thorn was completely surrounded by a vast mass of sinister, frenzied seaweed, emitting a pungent, rancid stench. The seaweed continued to grow, even transforming into ethereal black tentacles that frantically lashed out at the surrounding pirates. Brother Sugar Mountain, unable to dodge, was instantly reduced to a mosaic.

"Holy shit, what's going on?"

The three players who had just finished the exploration mission and felt relaxed were once again stunned and couldn't help but look at the backbone in their minds.

They saw Zhou Ning silently watching this scene. Two huge blue flame wings instantly burned around his body. He flapped his wings and flew to a height of four or five meters in the air and began to chant:

"The edge of a thousand hands, the path of radiant light, the wind that fanned the flames, truth and moderation, follow my instructions... The Seventy-Three Chapters of the Broken Path: Twin Lotus Blue Fire Falling!"

In an instant, a flame burned at his fingertips. He pointed with his finger and, like firing a bullet, shot the green flame onto the seaweed beside him.

These flames were the Phoenix Blue Flames that he condensed using the Phoenix Fruit, and then he used the 73rd Twin Lotus Blue Fire Pendant of the Broken Path that he had drawn earlier to shoot them out. The effect was outstanding, and the seaweed was ignited in an instant. The fire spread instantly, and there was a constant sizzling sound. In just ten seconds, a large area of ​​seaweed was silently reduced to ashes.

Surprisingly, these blue flames, though seemingly blazing, were harmless to the surrounding sailors and even slowly healed their wounds. This was the characteristic of the Phoenix.

Smith Hall also recovered at this time, drew the sword from his waist, and began to chant:

“To make mistakes is inevitable, and to forgive is divine.”

In an instant, his body was covered with a layer of silver-white armor, and the sword in his hand was also covered with sacred white flames, helping Zhou Ning to deal with the surrounding seaweed.

Although he had long known that Smith must be a knight trained by the clan, and although he was still fighting, Zhou Ning couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "No wonder Smith Hall would forgive his wife's infidelity. It turns out that the clan's training is forgiveness. They are natural brothers."

It wasn't long before all the seaweed wrapped around the ship was cleared away, and all around were piles of ashes and lingering green flames.

"Holy crap, does the protagonist have a new ability?" The three professional players who had been watching the whole process widened their eyes, looking confused. Even someone as smart as Shuidi Chenxing had already started recording the screen.

Is this the extent of his bad luck this time? Zhou Ning slowly descended onto the deck, his head full of questions.

If I'm not mistaken, the mutation of the seaweed is caused by the pollution of the power of the fallen gods, and the scale should not be limited to this.

The result was just as he expected. At this moment, he saw an extremely huge vortex suddenly appearing on the spot, as if some huge creature was about to crawl out of the vortex.

A moment later, a very familiar face popped out from the huge vortex. It had green hair and a black face, and looked ferocious and terrifying. There were two huge wounds on its head that had not healed, one on the top of the head and the other on the forehead.

It’s him, the creepy guy!

.........

"Just as I planned, Wayne Stewell chose to go to the Motley Islands to engage in a decisive battle with me and my allies. Although Wayne Stewell is cautious and cowardly by nature, I deliberately let Carl Robbins reveal his whereabouts. Coupled with Edward's disappearance and the possible connection between him and us, this was a simple psychological suggestion. Leaving us alone might pose a fatal threat to him. Therefore, Wayne Stewell had to go to the Motley Islands to look for us. This was a very logical behavior."

"(Heavy smear marks)."

"At the same time, Edward's disappearance and the loss of the Falric Code are unbearable for the Church of the God of War. Given Wayne Stewell's character, he will pull the Church of the God of War into their camp. This will ostensibly strengthen their strength, but it will also encourage the wavering Church of the God of Sea and the Motley family to join in the fight for godhood. Oh, and by the way, they also have the wavering Weather Lord Valentine in their camp."

"Because, as the opposing faction, the Church of Poseidon is equally unsure of the War God Church's purpose here, and naturally regards the War God Church as an imaginary enemy. I'm optimistic about them and Wayne Stewell opposing and competing with each other. Although this will also affect the one possessing Edward Plane's ability to obtain godhood and subsequently revive, what does that have to do with me? As a script, our job is to create a suitable stage for the actors."

"As for Wayne Stewell... I originally wanted to have a final battle with him on Hood Island, but..."

In the shaking cabin, on the desk, on the pages of an open book, lines of handwriting are constantly appearing.

Suddenly, a beautiful and slender hand held down the flying pages of the book and pulled out a pen from the pen holder next to it.

The owner of the hand was a beautiful, mature lady, dressed in a slightly cool, very feminine manner. She dipped her pen in ink and continued writing:

"But if we can kill him in advance, that would be the best thing." Then he held his chin and watched the following content.

After someone finished writing the outline, the book had to accept its fate and continue writing:

"Damn... When passing through the Yedria Sea, Wayne Stewell will encounter a series of misfortunes due to fluctuations in fortune, although relying on fortune doesn't quite suit my taste. This includes encountering weather tides caused by fallen divine power. Ordinary weather tides naturally can't do anything to him, but his old acquaintances are enough to change the course of the battle."

"If that's not enough, Norman Langdon, the Shaman King and one of the most powerful of the Northern Pirates, will put an end to it all. He's Valentine's loyal confidant, and upon Valentine's summons to the Motley Islands, he'll also be deviated from his course due to weather and tides. Unless Wayne Stewell's strength is too extreme, this could be the straw that breaks the camel's back."

For some reason, its text seems listless, as if fate has strangled it by the throat.