Chapter 289: Subjugating the Sick Female Witch

"Sea dragon hits the shore - the tide!"

David gathered all his strength together when he saw this, and a huge wave like a surging sea wave burst out from his body.

Like the most primitive and violent information between heaven and earth, it swept towards the sick witch with an unstoppable force!

Faced with this terrifying tide, the sick witch finally showed fear, raised her hands and chanted a spell.

However, just when she was about to finish the spell, the tide had already swept in, ruthlessly hitting her and everything around her!

The entire slave ship was almost shaking, many slaves fell down due to severe dizziness, and those who were tied were also involved, fleeing in embarrassment.

In the end, under the impact of this round of huge waves, the sick witch was pushed down hard, her armor was broken, and blood spurted out, and she could no longer withstand such a strong offensive!

The sick witch was hit hard by the tide, blood spurted out, and she looked shocked and unwilling.

The power she had cultivated for many years seemed so fragile in front of David, like a branch being broken by the wind, vulnerable to a single blow.

"I won't give up!" She roared in her heart, furious, but she knew she was powerless to resist at this moment.

The black whirlpools also broke one by one under the impact of the huge waves, and at the same time, the magic circle she cast began to collapse.

"Why are you so powerful?"

She stared at David in disbelief, with despair and anger flashing in her eyes.

"You are too weak." David said calmly.

The sick witch endured the pain in her body, but her heart began to waver.

Facing such a powerful opponent, she suddenly realized that she could no longer continue this meaningless resistance.

"What a irony..." She whispered to herself, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"I once fought for slaves and became a slave owner, but now I have to surrender to a slave redeemer."

At this moment, black energy gradually gathered around her, trying to struggle to fight back, but the energy seemed extremely weak, in sharp contrast to David.

"Die, or surrender." David looked directly at the sick witch.

He cast a spell to slow down the tide around him, "If you surrender, I can spare your life."

A fourth-ring female wizard is rare.

With the help of this fourth-ring female wizard, he can raise his source of magic power to the fifth ring.

At that time, if he raises his mental power to the fifth ring and his talent mark to the fifth ring, he can be promoted to a formal fifth-ring wizard.

Under David's coercion, the sick female wizard's inner struggle became more and more obvious.

She looked up at David with complex emotions in her eyes-despair, anger, and a trace of unwillingness and fear intertwined.

The black armor on her body became broken by the impact of the king's tide, and blood flowed down the wound, making her look even weaker.

"I... don't want to die."

The sick female wizard finally whispered, her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

But she knew in her heart that the man in front of her was absolutely capable of ending her life, and she was powerless to continue to compete with him.

Once upon a time, she was confident that she had great power, but now she was forced into a desperate situation.

"So, do you choose to surrender?" David leaned forward slightly and asked in a gentle tone.

"I... I do."

The sick witch said these words with difficulty, her voice trembling, but then it was replaced by a strange determination.

After hearing the other party's words, David activated the contract mark in his body.

Although the sick witch had expressed her willingness to surrender in front of David, her heart was still full of contradictions and struggles.

There was an intuition in her soul that told her that the signing of the contract meant a complete change, and it also meant that she would lose her freedom forever.

"I... am I really willing?"

She whispered to herself, with an unconcealable uneasiness in her voice, "Can I really accept becoming his contract slave?"

David noticed the struggle deep in her heart, and he knew that this situation was very normal.

He slowed down his momentum slightly, and tried to soothe her in a calm tone: "This contract is not the bondage you imagined, as long as you submit to me."

However, her past kept emerging in her mind.

Those dark times in the slave base, those days when she was forced to submit to others, reminded her all the time what submission meant.

"This is not what I want..."

The sick witch shook her head slowly, but her body could not move.

The black energy still lingered around, like an invisible cage, binding her tightly.

She wanted to resist.

However, the powerful breath from David surged like a tide, making her feel suffocated and desperate.

And as time went on, she gradually realized that this struggle was almost futile.

Under strong pressure and despair, a kind of uneasiness hidden deep in her heart gradually surfaced-it was a sense of uncertainty about the new destiny and the future.

At this moment, David finally activated the contract mark in his body, and a ray of light emerged from his fingertips.

He stretched out his hand directly towards the sick witch, and the light seemed to contain some mysterious power, illuminating everything around.

"No! Stop!"

The sick witch instinctively wanted to resist, but her body seemed to be bound by an invisible force, making any movement difficult.

"I can't just give in, I can't!"

However, the mark of the contract has already unfolded, and she has almost no power to resist in the face of almost absolute power.

The warm and firm light invaded the depths of her soul, constantly intertwined and collided with her consciousness, making everything blurry.

At this moment, she felt a huge pressure and pain intertwined, and the black energy was instantly torn apart by the light like a tide!

"Ah!"

The sick witch couldn't help but scream in pain, feeling as if something in her body was being torn and reshaped.

The fear and anger that always accompanied her began to impact the mental defense line, but this time, there was no chance to escape or resist again.

Under this huge mental impact, both the past and the present turned into a wisp of light smoke and dissipated.

Finally, after endless struggles, the sick witch finally collapsed. "I surrender...I sign this contract..."

As the last word fell into her ears, the warm light enveloped the entire soul like a torrent, and the mental contract was completed in an instant!

A stream of black air dissipated from her body. It was the negative emotions that had been bound in the depths of her soul for many years and had not been released - hatred, pain, and all the torture she had experienced in the past.

At this moment, everything disappeared.

After the sick witch's spiritual contract was completed, the atmosphere around her suddenly changed.

She felt a sense of relief and liberation, but this relief did not last long.

David's eyes were once again cast on the slave traders who were still in chaos.

These slave traders had been shocked by the huge waves and spells in the previous battle. Although they had some weapons, they seemed extremely vulnerable at this moment.

David couldn't help but feel angry, thinking about how these people had oppressed and tortured innocent lives.

He waved his hand and took the sick witch into the elemental wizard tower, preparing to initiate the final settlement of these traders.

"Do you still dare to resist?"

David shouted loudly, his words echoing in the air like thunder, and those wretched and ulterior motives suddenly felt a panic.

They looked at each other and realized that they had lost the opportunity to escape and resist.

"Quick! Run!"

One of the slave traders' voice trembled, and he began to retreat, but was pushed closer by the people around him.

Others also wanted to escape from this place, but they were unable to move under this powerful force.

"You are destined to pay for your crimes!"

Before he finished speaking, David had already set off. He urged the blood of the Sea Dragon God in his body and rushed towards the panicked crowd at lightning speed.

One powerful spell after another came out as he raised his arm, and rays of light swept over like a raging wave.

"Water Strike!"

He chanted loudly, and the huge water flow rushed over like a sharp sword, completely knocking down a slave trader in front of him.

He fell to the ground, unable to resist, and could only struggle in pain, but he could no longer escape this punishment.

Seeing this, the other slave traders were even more terrified. They tried desperately to gather strength to resist, but facing David's extremely powerful magic and fighting skills, this resistance was almost futile.

One after another, some people were torn into the water by the shock wave, while others were directly blown away, drawing arcs in the air and falling heavily, leaving only painful and dying figures.

"Don't leave any alive! Let them pay for their crimes!" David ordered.

This also encouraged the dragon wizards who were fighting around.

As more magic was released, the slave traders' lines collapsed more quickly.

In just a few minutes, the whole venue was filled with screams and despair.

Some people tried to surrender, but it was meaningless.

Under this absolute power, no begging for mercy can be exchanged for survival, and everyone who once desired power and money can hardly avoid his own fate!

In the end, under the interweaving of thick tides and strong winds, this small boat, which was originally full of sins and dark transactions, became precarious.

Soon after, it became part of the ocean, and the souls of those who happily pursued evil interests would sink forever in the seabed and never return to the sunny earth.

With the demise of the slave traders, David turned around and looked back at the slave ship that was beaten by the waves.

Looking at the place that was once full of sin and despair, now turned into the silence of the seabed, he couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

However, he knew that the battle was not over, and what he really needed to face were the innocent souls oppressed by the slave traders.

"Let's go back first!" David commanded loudly.

The surrounding dragon wizards responded quickly and placed the injured and exhausted slaves on the ship one by one.

Everyone's face was full of fear and despair, but also with a hint of expectation and hope.

After several days of difficult and long sailing, they finally returned to the sea area of ​​​​Haimang Cape.

In this new land, the sea is no longer surging with fear, but hope.

These slaves were arranged in the wizard gathering place. Next, David will help these people build a village nearby and settle down.

"Welcome to Youlan Island!"

David greeted these new souls with a smile. His face was kind, but he exuded a convincing and dependent atmosphere.

"You have experienced everything, but this will be your new home. Here, you can start over."

Looking at the new environment in front of them, the slaves finally shed tears of gratitude and relief that they had suppressed for a long time.

Some people couldn't believe that they could escape from the past, while others were full of expectations for the future. They hugged each other and shared this hard-won new life.

As time goes by, this land will surely become a place of spiritual sustenance for many people who escape from darkness.

In this place, they can rebuild their homes, learn new skills, support each other, and turn past misfortunes into a stronger desire and pursuit for future life.

After David settled all the villagers, he came to his wizard tower on Youlan Island.

When he signed a contract with the sick female wizard before, he accidentally discovered that the sick female wizard had a breath of blood wizard in her body.

Obviously, there is a connection between the sick female wizard and the blood wizard.

These slaves should also be sent to the location of the blood wizard. The training and experiments of the blood wizard require a lot of living test subjects.

"We need to talk."

David said to her, hoping to get more information about the blood wizard.

The sick female wizard stayed quietly in a corner of the room. She still showed a trace of fatigue and uneasiness in her expression, but she knew that she was no longer the person who was forced to submit in the past.

"What do you want to ask?" She asked calmly, but a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes.

She always had a fear of the blood wizard in her heart. They were a group of people who pursued power by any means.

"I need you to tell me everything about the island and the blood wizard."

David said bluntly.

"The breath in your body may provide me with clues."

Hearing this, the sick female wizard's expression flickered slightly.

After a short silence, she slowly spoke: "I have heard of a place called 'Blood Shadow Island', which is a secret place hidden in the fog."

"It is said that it is the place where all bloodline wizards conduct experiments and practice."

"Blood Shadow Island?" David repeated, the name made him alert. "Where is it?"

"It is located in the southwest of the Sea of ​​Death, surrounded by violent storms and strange currents, and few people can get close."

The sick witch continued, "Only those who master specific spells can pass through those barriers, but even so, it is extremely dangerous."