Chapter 627: The Best Match (Seeking Various Tickets)

On the bow of that giant sailboat, there is still a huge skull, the size of that skull alone is almost as large as half of the sailboats with normal specifications.

The skull looked a bit like a wolf, but it had goat-like horns, and a few black iron chains that were as thick as human thighs passed through the eye sockets and fixed them on the bow.

At this time, two bloodshot eyeballs with crimson flames floating in the center emerged from the two dark eye sockets of the monster's skull.

They looked down, watching the pirates on deck.

Being watched by the eyeballs in the skull, coupled with the fact that the giant ship had come nearby and was about to smash the pirate ship he was in at any moment, the pirate finally collapsed.

He covered his eyes and screamed hysterically. He didn't know how long he howled. Suddenly, he was kicked over by someone, and then he heard someone shouting, "What the hell are you screaming? You can't let people sleep in the middle of the night!"

Only then did the pirate let go of his hand, and saw that the deck was full of people. They were all companions who had been woken up by him.

The pirate found that the dense fog that permeated the surroundings disappeared at some time, and the terrifying giant ship with the huge skull hanging was also missing. For a while, he thought he had a nightmare.

Just behind the deserted island where the pirate ship was located, fish kept jumping up on the sea surface. These things seemed to be avoiding something, jumping out of the sea desperately, but falling down in vain.

This phenomenon lasted for nearly an hour.

Waking up in the morning, Xifa held his head and felt groggy, as if he didn't sleep well last night.

"Why should I dream of a man? Can't I dream of a beautiful girl? It would be better if I dream of taking a bath and changing clothes instead of being thrown into a stinky cell. And escape from prison with another man."

After waking up and washing up, he felt much better. Xifa put the 'Depraved Whisper' into the holster, and hung the 'Mutilated Spear of Scourge' on his belt. When this item is not in use, it is just a short metal stick , ordinary appearance, easy to carry.

Considering that it was more powerful and applicable than 'Devil May Cry' at sea, Xifa temporarily threw the sword back into the 'Spirit World Treasure Chest'.

He doesn't have many mystical items on him now, except for the first two items, he only wears a 'Magic Ring' and carries a pocket watch with a photo of 'Mrs. Christie', and the rest of the items are temporarily stored.

This is the best match Xifa summed up through his own experience.

'Spear of Scourge' is simply an artifact at sea, 'Depraved Whisper' can allow oneself to foresee danger, and 'Dirty Bullet-Degenerate' restrains the ability of a stand-in.

The 'Paper Man Substitute' and 'Flame Leap' of the 'Magic Ring' are very practical, even now, Xifa has no more suitable replacement items.

As for 'Ms. Christie', there is no need to mention that no matter which ability is very practical, and there are almost no negative effects. Every time you use it, you only lose some insignificant items, the most valuable of which is only gold pounds.

These four items are combined with Xifa's own abilities, even if he encounters a demigod, he will have the power to fight.

Of course, being able to fight and not being able to fight are two different things.

After equipping the items, Xifa opened the birdcage, and Gregor flew out impatiently, hovering over the room for a while.

"The great Gregor has awakened, you little reptiles, cheer for me, and thank you that you didn't perish under my blazing flames~"

Xifa coughed dryly, and reminded the parrot who was too involved in the drama: "Are you going to stay with Miss Kardashian here, or go to a restaurant with me?"

The parrot in mid-air suddenly fell down, flapping its wings hastily, Gregor landed on Sifa's shoulder, carefully looked towards the bottom of the bed and said: "I would like to follow that beautiful lady, but now, she should still be there Deep sleep. So I decided to give you a chance to have breakfast with me, mortal, you should feel honored."

"I think you should be thrown into the sea." Sifer flicked it on the head, rewarding it with a blow to its head, which made it scream loudly, and then Xifa walked out of the captain's cabin in satisfaction.

When they came to the dining room, Xifa saw Church and Nelson sitting with several sailors. Church was describing his experience at sea, and they heard "Bosun" Nelson and the others with great interest.

Not far away, Calvin was having breakfast, and the blue cat was lying on the table next to him, enjoying the sunlight coming in from the window.

Xifa walked over and sat with the Seer, Gregor flew down on the table, kicked the blue cat lightly and whispered, "Go aside, stupid cat."

"Good morning, Captain." Calvin said with a smile, and with a random shake of his hand, a silver spoon appeared in his empty hand, and he placed it in front of Xifa.

As expected of a magician, I didn't see how he did it at all. Well, it seems that Bu Wen is playing the role seriously. Xifa smiled and said "thank you", and used this spoon to take a spoonful from the bowl of corn chowder he took.

"How is your potion digested?" Sifa asked casually.

Calvin nodded and said: "It went well, I summed up some acting experience. It's a pity that we are at sea. If I were in Tingen or Backlund, I might go to the circus for a while, which would help me go faster Digest the potion."

Xifa said with a smile: "There are also opportunities to perform at sea, but the audience is replaced by pirates instead of cute children and kind ladies."

Calvin froze for a moment, then nodded slightly: "You are right, this has given me a lot of inspiration."

At this time, someone passed by them. It was Mick, the navigator on the ship. Today, his dark brown hair is a little messy, and the beard on his chin has become thick. He is holding a pen in one hand, and a plate with bread in the other. and pork sausage, looking for a location.

"Mr. Mick, please sit here." Xifa invited him out.

The navigator looked over, did not refuse, and sat next to Calvin.

Xifa glanced at the pen in his hand and asked, "Is there any problem with our route?"

Mick put the pen in his chest pocket: "No problem, we will reach Bayam in about a week."

"This morning, we will pass through two islands. These two islands are very close and about the same size, so the locals call them Twin Islands." Mick picked up the bread, put the sausage in it, took a bite and said Said.

"Twin Islands" Xifa suddenly felt uncomfortable, and felt a malice aimed at him, but he didn't know where this malice came from and who it came from.

All he knew was that the 'Depraved Whisper' in the holster was slightly hot.

After thinking about it, Xifa said, "Is there any problem if we bypass the Twin Islands?"

The navigator was stunned for a second, then he didn't ask why, but nodded: "No problem!"