Chapter 23 Magic Ritual
Magic ritual is a power that is more complex and difficult to learn and control than simply casting spells.
But similarly, the effect and power it can produce are far greater than magic in the general sense.
Many mages can only stop at some of the simplest and most elementary magical rituals of summoning, binding, prophecy and otherworldly exploration throughout their lives.
But Zuo Si is different!
Ever since he obtained the profession of [Creator], he understood that he could not cast spells through spells and gestures like other apprentices in the tower, so he put all his energy into learning unfamiliar and difficult magic rituals.
Because this is the only way he can cast spells besides making magic items and using scrolls.
Some subversive combinations of runes, even the Archmage of the Necromancer Asta couldn't help but praise them.
Compared with the caution and prudence of traditional spell casters, Zuo Si is better at using his unique perspective as a time traveler to maximize the power of magic rituals from another angle.
And the several magic rituals he has improved usually do not require hours, or even days or weeks of arrangement and repeated inspection.
In less than half an hour, all the preparations were completed near the beach where the pirates lit the bonfire.
When the low chanting of a spell sounded, the eyeball soaked in antiseptic fluid and equipped with an optic nerve suddenly flew into the air in an anti-gravity manner, floating still about thirty meters above the pirate's head.
"It's done!"
Seeing the bone powder completely disappearing under his feet, and the priceless black agate gems that turned into transparent gravel, Zuo Si's eyes revealed a hint of concern for these pirates. of mercy.
Because he knew that these extremely vicious guys would soon die in the most painful and desperate way.
After completing the magic ritual, Zuo Si immediately carefully returned to his previous hiding place and joined the soldiers and leopards he summoned.
On the other side of the beach, the tired and hungry pirates had already started gobbling down food.
Especially a few huge ogres, who almost ate a whole pot of ricin-rich sea soup by themselves.
However, "Bloody Hands" Hallet did not eat the food brought by his men. He just drank the wine in the cup silently and took a few bites of the grilled fish placed in front of him from time to time.
About seven or eight minutes later, he suddenly asked the hobgoblin beside him: "Are all our people back?"
"No! There are still twenty-five people who haven't come back." The latter quickly gave an exact number.
"Twenty-five people didn't come back?"
Hallett frowned subconsciously, seeming to sense something was wrong.
In his opinion, chasing down just four homeless dogs that escaped from a merchant ship and losing at most two or three of his men was the limit.
The hobgoblin nodded quickly: "Yes! Most of them are humans and a small number of orcs. Bonn and Mark under my command are also missing. Obviously, there is no danger on this island. The creature is the powerful magic item that the merchant has. But don’t worry, I have sent two teams to investigate, and I believe there will be results soon.”
"Very good! You really did not disappoint me. After this business is over, I will choose to retreat behind the scenes and let you inherit the name of Bloody Hand and continue to gallop on this sea."
A look of satisfaction appeared on Hallett's face, and he gave the deputy who had been following him for many years a heart-warming promise.
"Thank you for your generosity and trust! Please rest assured that even if I inherit the name of Bloodhand, I will still regard you as my eternal captain and devote myself to my loyalty." The hobgoblin knelt down on one knee and said excitedly Trembling all over.
You must know that he has been waiting for this moment for three full years.
Many pirates who make a living on the Nelanser Islands may not survive more than three years.
Although the hobgoblin couldn't understand why the enigmatic "Bloodhand" captain in front of him gave up the reputation he had established and chose to retreat behind the scenes.
But this does not prevent him from imagining that after inheriting the name "Blood Hand", he will continue to expand his team and form a huge fleet that can plunder the entire west coast of Ferenc.
Even becoming the common master recognized by all pirates in this sea area - the Pirate King!
Hallett noticed the ambition revealed in his men's eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a joking and playful smile. It's like he's mocking the other person's overestimation, but also like he's expecting something.
However, this expression only lasted for less than a second or two before disappearing.
After the pirates devoured their food and filled their stomachs, they soon gathered together to drink, fight, wrestle, gamble, and use dirty words to demean each other.
For them who live on the boring sea all year round, these are the only entertainment activities.
Especially the bare-knuckle fighting and wrestling can stimulate the violence factor in the hearts of these evil camp guys to the maximum extent, making them feel unparalleled happiness.
And usually the two parties involved in the fight will not really kill each other.
At most, a few bones may be broken, or the face may be covered with blood and the person may become unconscious.
Because ricin is a relatively slow-acting poison, coupled with the sensory stimulation caused by alcohol and fighting, no one in the entire camp showed symptoms of discomfort after three and a half hours.
Of course, except for the orc cook who sprinkled the ricin crystals into the soup pot with his own hands.
The poor guy was already lying on the ground where the supplies were piled. He was coughing up blood and vomiting, while transforming into a Splatoon and running away uncontrollably. His throat was sore and burning, as if it had been burned by fire.
The urine also changed from normal white or yellow to a scary dark red.
The severe pain that spread throughout his body from his stomach left him with no strength to shout for help, and he could only break into a sweat.
You don’t need to ask to know that the large handful of high-purity ricin this guy swallowed had an effect, so he became poisonous earlier than others, and many important organs were failing at an extremely fast rate.
If no one treats him, he will probably die soon.
But it is a pity that all the pirates' attention is currently attracted by the exciting fight that is going on, and no one pays attention to the condition of the Orc cook.
The moment he lost consciousness, a burst of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from the dark jungle in the distance.
Followed by a team of eight hobgoblins and two ogres, escorting four human prisoners strung up with ropes, appeared within everyone's sight.
The four human captives were none other than Captain Bass, the first mate, the bosun and Bernard who abandoned the merchant ship and sailors and sneaked ashore in a small boat to hide.
The leader of the hobgoblin walked at the front proudly, grinning and revealing his big yellow teeth: "Captain! Look what I brought you!"
Hallet was very happy. Laughed: "Hahahaha! Well done! You will get the reward you deserve, I promise. Also, tell me where did you find these guys?"
"Hehe! Come on! What a coincidence! These four guys were tired, hungry, and thirsty after hiding around all day, so they wanted to run to the lake to replenish their water while it was dark, and they happened to catch a few bird eggs to satisfy their hunger. We found and caught ”
When he said these words, the leader of the hobgoblin tugged on the rope, causing the four weak prisoners to kneel down in front of their captain with a plop.
One of them, the boatswain, who had obviously put up a fierce resistance during the capture, had both arms hanging down weakly.
The visual inspection is that it is either dislocated or the bones are twisted.
After all, there are two extremely powerful ogres in the hunting team, and ordinary humans cannot be their opponents.
In contrast, Bernard, the heir to the Chamber of Commerce with great value, was not harmed in any way.
But after seeing the notorious "Blood Hand" captain with his own eyes, his whole body immediately began to tremble violently uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with despair.
If you are an ordinary pirate, you may be able to return home safely by paying a ransom after being captured.
But Hallet is obviously not an ordinary pirate, and he looks down on the meager ransom...
(End of this chapter)