Chapter 1989 Naughty Menia

The magic pet is safe and sound, which shows that Am Flodi is still alive at least so far. Joan has to admire the life of the halfling warlock.

Anyway, the ship was blown up, and now it doesn't matter if it's exposed. Joan simply extracted two "mythical powers" and transformed them into spiritual energy. The "remote viewing mirror" locked on the red-eyed crow, and remotely manifested the psionic version of "Phantom Killer".

The red-eyed crow was overwhelmed by the sudden explosion of the "Narwhal", and was plotted by Joan unexpectedly. He was frightened to death by the "Phantom Killer" almost without any resistance. His body fell from the sky and splashed on the sea surface. There was a small wave, which was smoothed away by the waves in a blink of an eye.

Joan observed for a while, but found no dead body floating on the surface of the sea. It was impossible to judge how much casualties the explosion and sinking of the "Narwhal" had caused to the passengers on board. At least he didn't think Messinger and Frodie would be so easy buried under the sea.

Now that the Narwhal is no more, Captain Odysseus takes the helm himself and goes straight for the ghost ship, the Herlinghorn.

The "Coral" was advancing at full speed, just catching up with the wind, and the steam turbines and sails worked together to propel the expedition ship into waves. When the night fell and the moon was in the sky, the "Herlinghorn" finally appeared in front of everyone's naked eyes. within view.

At this time, the "Herlinghorn" has transformed from a spirit body into a real body, drifting on the sea shrouded in moonlight, the silver deck and sails are shining, exuding a mysterious charm, firmly attracting the attention of the pursuers.

Seeing the target getting closer and closer to him, Hailaer couldn't help trembling with excitement, grabbed Joan's hand tightly, and asked in a low voice: "I want to board the deck of the 'Herlinghorn', just take me there OK?"

"That ship looks very strange, and the concentration of negative energy is abnormally high. There is no guarantee that there are undead hidden in the cabin. I have no objection to boarding the ship to explore, but before that, we have to take precautions."

Qiao An first reassured Hailaer to stay calm, and then drew 4 "Sid Mana", intending to bless her with "Death Barrier" to resist negative energy erosion.

Before the spell-casting ceremony was completed, the "Hellinghorn" under the moonlight suddenly became hazy and unreal, and a strange magical brilliance shone on the deck.

"Look! The ghost ship is going to sneak again!"

Hailaer quickly slapped himself with "see through the invisible". It's a pity that the "Herlinghorn" did not escape into the spirit world this time. Under the surprised gazes of everyone, a beam of teleportation light rose, and then disappeared without a trace.

"It turns out that this ship can still teleport..."

Audrey looked at the empty sea and muttered to herself.

"Yeah, accidents happened one after another, and things became more and more interesting." Holden rubbed his hands excitedly, and looked back at Joan, "What shall we do next?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?" Joan spread his hands, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The ghost ship is enchanted with some kind of spell that shields detection, and there is no way to know where it is teleported, unless it actively appears in front of us, otherwise It's simply impossible to track."

"If even Joan says there is no way, then there is really no way." Hailaer sighed, and said in a dispirited way: "Forget about this naughty ghost ship, it is less than two miles away from Galti Island. It’s a 10-day voyage, let’s go to Galti Island first, pay homage to my father’s burial place, try to find my father’s beloved sword Tyrfing, and then consider tracking the ghost ship.”

Joan, Audrey, and Holden didn't have any better suggestions, so the matter was settled.

The young people returned to the ship's restaurant, enjoyed a late dinner, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

Joan closed the cabin door, chanted the mantra, called back the green ice secret storage box from the spirit world, took out the golden grinding disc "Grottie", and asked Fania through the "myth link": "Now you are safe, how are you?" Can I summon you and Menia?"

"Master, please recite this mantra."

Joan memorized Feniya's incantation, but was not in a hurry to summon the giant sisters, and asked cautiously: "Can I just summon you and Menia to my side without enlarging the golden millstone? My cabin is too small to accommodate Huge mill."

"Of course." Fanny replied with a smile.

Joan nodded and recited the mantra silently. The small millstone in his hand emitted a magical aura, and projected two beautiful figures onto the floor. Fania and Menia, tall and fit giant sisters, quickly transformed from the illusory The figure became lively and fragrant.

"Wow!" The giantess standing on the left looked Joan up and down, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, "You are the mage master? You don't look old at all, you are still a little boy!"

Joan scratched her head in embarrassment, and looked up at the giantess: "Are you Menia?"

"That's right! Next to me is my twin sister, Fania! Little mage, what's your name?"

"Joan Vida."

"Huh? It's like a little girl's name, but it's pretty nice. I'll call you Brother Qiao An from now on, okay?"

Menia really didn't see anything, she leaned towards Joan while talking and laughing, bent down and hugged him warmly, her exaggerated breasts directly hit Joan's face, it felt like she plunged into the sea, almost Drown him.

"Menia!" Feniya hurriedly pulled her sister away, "You are too rude! Apologize to the master!"

Menia laughed and grimaced, and looked at Joan apologetically: "You're not angry with me, are you?"

"It's strange!"

Joan decided not to show good looks to this familiar giantess, otherwise Menia would definitely make further progress.

Menia didn't care, looked around with a smile, and commented: "Brother mage, your room is so small and the ceiling is so low, I dare not straighten my waist for fear of hitting my head, huh? What is this?"

"Hammock." Joan replied impatiently.

"What is it for?"

"sleep."

"Such a swing-like device, can you fall asleep lying on it?" Menia was full of doubts.

"Just get used to it."

"Then I'll try."

"Don't—"

Joan's stop was too late, the naughty giantess had already sat on the hammock, curled up her legs, and curled up on the hammock like a big cat.

Joan heard the harsh creaking sound of the iron ring fixing the hammock, and realized that something was wrong, and rushed to the hammock, trying to drive Menia off, but she hugged her and dragged her to the bed forcibly.

"Come and play! Brother mage, let's play on the swing together, it's fun! Hee hee hee hee~~"

"Come down, Menia! The hammock won't hold up!"

Feniya's eyes were full of horror, and she ran over quickly, trying to drag her sister out of the hammock.

However, it is still a step late...