Chapter 296 Just a clothes pole
Jeffrey was forced to wash the disgusting sauce off his body in the dark.
But perhaps it was a psychological effect. No matter how much he washed, he still felt that there was still a peculiar smell somewhere on his body.
This is not only a damage to the sense of smell, but also a greater damage to the soul!
He put on his clothes while cursing under his breath, and walked back with wet footprints.
Suddenly, he seemed to hear a sound in his ears.
Different from the previous headache-inducing sound of scales rubbing and some sharp waves, it was more ethereal and melodious, like the invisible but powerful ocean currents under the sea surface.
This sound gave Jeffrey the illusion that he was like a small fish caught in the ocean current.
But soon, a violent emotion emerged from his heart, breaking the calm that did not belong to him.
I feel restless, confused, the world in front of me is tilted, and everything seems to be falling in different directions...
Jeffrey looked at this scene blankly, and then bit the tip of his tongue sharply.
He quickly reacted from his brief absence, and then saw the dark red particles floating from his body gradually dissipating.
The originally relaxed expression gradually turned serious.
Empty spirit... destroyed!
The mental suggestions used by the Fallen Brotherhood to maintain emotional stability are independent of most mental attacks. Even many hallucinations and other techniques are difficult to break through this layer of spirit.
The Brotherhood Hunters were able to sustain themselves.
But the moment he heard the strange sound, the empty spirit automatically failed.
No, it cannot be said that the empty spirit automatically fails.
It was Jeffrey himself who relaxed his body and mind in an instant and gave himself over to that voice, so the empty spirit lost his mental maintenance and automatically became ineffective.
This is impossible.
He thought so subconsciously.
But this makes no sense. He doesn't even know when he mastered this empty spirit, so how can he firmly believe that it will not be bypassed.
And it doesn't matter whether he believes it or not.
Jeffrey escaped from the shock and immediately tried to find the source of the sound.
But just like when he first saw the sea monster on the sea, those sounds seemed to appear directly in his mind, and no matter how hard he looked, he found nothing.
Uneasiness enveloped his heart, and Jeffrey sped up and hurried towards his residence.
At this moment, he saw what the island natives here seemed to be doing.
At night, a few scattered villagers were dragging something under the faint firelight. They talked in low voices, and finally transported the dragged thing towards the jungle behind the village.
That is……
Jeffrey's thoughts were still in a daze because of the shock just now, but as a Brotherhood hunter, he immediately realized what those things were.
"Corpse." Jeffrey confirmed in his mind.
It was obviously a human body.
Living in a group of sinking islands, he was very familiar with this kind of thing.
The question is, where did the body come from?
Jeffrey subconsciously looked in the direction of the residence of the crew of the Undersea Volcano.
In the middle of the night, the island villagers who seemed quite enthusiastic during the day suddenly began to secretly haul away bodies that came from unknown places. The sense of déjà vu behind this made Jeffrey hallucinate on various bad sets.
At this time, he vaguely heard the sound of weapons clashing in the distance, and he immediately sneaked over.
Then I saw the short, strong man who came to test Luo Xi's words before, being besieged by several villagers!
These villagers seemed to be well-trained, light on their feet, and often had very tricky attack angles. The man should also be a good player, but he was surrounded and suppressed by several people.
Seeing this scene, Jeffrey immediately understood that these "villagers" were definitely not normal.
And what’s even more shocking is yet to come.
Although the strong man was injured, his movements did not show any sluggishness. Even in times of crisis, he tended to become more courageous as he fought. The sword in his hand kept dancing, and attacks approaching from any angle bounced away one by one.
"I just said that there is something wrong with Ailantu's appearance. Who are you? Why are you invading this village?" The man forced the people around him to retreat, and the two sides fell into a brief stalemate. The man took this opportunity to shout.
These "villagers" had no intention of answering. Instead, they began to pray one after another, and at the same time cut their own flesh with sharp objects, causing blood to flow out.
The prayers joined together, and under their instigation, the blood burned directly. The bright yellow flame was mixed with black impurities, carrying an unknown meaning.
"Fire of the False God! You are members of the False God Religion!" The man widened his eyes that were always staring.
The prayers stopped suddenly, and the flames turned into long whips and struck the man.
The man gritted his teeth, took out a small blood bottle from his arms, unscrewed the cap and spilled all the blood on his sword.
Moisture appeared on the handle of the knife, and strange scales appeared on the blade at the same time. The originally delicate sword suddenly became weird.
The sword slashed quickly, and the dark blue water vapor drew a gorgeous trajectory in the dark night, intertwining with the fire whip.
Tick tock.
Jeffrey was continuing to watch when he suddenly felt something moving behind him and ducked sideways to avoid the thrust of a spear.
He's been discovered!
"Guest, it's not a good boy to stay up so late." The "villager" holding the spear in front of him was taller than the ordinary villagers, and he was not so dull. He even had the intention to say hello to Jeffrey after missing a blow.
Jeffrey had an impression of this big man. In the morning, he was helping other people in the village move things. His limbs were slender and strong, but his face was really ugly.
"I still prefer your honest look during the day." Jeffrey backed away, subconsciously reaching for his pockets and finding nothing. He realized that he did not carry a firearm in this script.
But he didn't take the clothes drying pole with him either. Carrying that kind of thing behind his back would only attract more attention.
The opponent's spear suddenly struck again, and Jeffrey waved his hand and tried to swat it away.
Bang!
The spear was successfully deflected.
Jeffrey was delighted. The other person looked scary, but fortunately, this body was able to reach a very good level after being blessed with his etheric energy.
Even though it's a bit shabby compared to the blessing of his ability, it's good that his strength is enough.
Jeffrey fought back and forth with the opponent holding a spear several times with his bare hands.
The opponent turned out to be well-trained, and was surprised by Jeffrey's quality at first, but soon became serious, and Jeffrey suddenly couldn't take advantage.
Jeffrey was looking for an opportunity, but the ugly man in front of him had no intention of delaying it.
He began to pray, and the opponent jumped up. His tall figure performed a vigorous flip in the air, and the spear flew out.
Stab!
No blood was seen, but the opponent's spear still ignited the unknown flame during the piercing process!
In an instant, both the physical impact and the special level of lethality were rising steadily, making them invincible!
Jeffrey stretched out his hand and raised it quickly.
The ugly man, who was originally moving smoothly, forcibly ended his smooth posture, and suddenly rose up until he hit a thick branch. He lay prone on the branch, and he was suddenly confused about the current situation.
The flames from the spear set the leaves on fire, and in an instant the whole tree was ablaze.
And other trees connected to this tree, and even the forest, began to burn.
Jeffrey looked at this scene and immediately turned around and ran away. He had no intention of fighting. Finding the main force now was the right way!
And he had just taken a few steps out when he saw a building exploded on the spot, and many "villagers" flew out with various wounds on their bodies, all of which were bloody and bloody.
The building was also burning inside, and the figure walking out of it held a "long stick" in his back hand and walked slowly with his back to the flames. Those evil and ominous flames became his foil at this moment.
In this atmosphere, Jeffrey couldn't help but stay for a moment.
"What are you doing standing still? Do you want me to send you the weapon?" Then he heard the familiar rough voice, and Jeffrey reacted.
Isn't this Mr. Second Officer?
That mighty "long stick" is exactly the clothes drying pole!
The other party came to Jeffrey and casually conjured up a clothes pole and handed it to Jeffrey.
"Mr. Second Officer, can you mass-produce such a good weapon at will?" Jeffrey subconsciously asked the question in his heart.
"If you make it casually, you can only make a clothes drying pole that is about the same level as my femur. But if you give me some raw materials and process it a little, I can make something better. For example, these two poles you and I have were both killed by the captain. Made from the remains of the owner of the sea area. It’s just for you to try! But cherish it too!”
Jeffrey nodded with mixed feelings.
He was just thinking.
This clothes-drying pole can kill quite a few of the armed troublemakers he knows.
Although it may be lacking in terms of special functionality.
But it's just a clothes pole!