"Swoosh"

An arrow flew out of the alpaca's deck.

When he flew out, he flew towards a white seagull that was flying over the deck.

The archer has a standard and handsome posture, and the dark war bow in his hand is also exaggerated and unique, with a ferocious atmosphere.

But the accuracy is a bit bad.

The seagull shot several inches of air, which scared the seagull, flapping its wings and flying away from the big black ship, leaving a piece of bird shit in response to being frightened.

"Captain, why do you have to shoot arrows with your eye mask?"

Nat Pag, who was sitting on the side of the boat, was holding a long fishing rod, and while the boat was sailing, witnessed the whole process.

The young fisherman yawned and said to Black, who had a red strip of cloth on his eyes not far away:

"Is this a new training method? It feels a bit strange. If you don't look at it, you can't aim."

"You don't understand, Nath, this is a training method that only powerful hunters can use."

Black snorted, dispersed his perception again, and sensed the seagulls flying around him on the boat that was moving forward in the evening.

The Alpaca is a large ship, and nearly thirty night sons battle golems were placed at the bottom of the ship as ballast, making the ship not too swaying during the calm sailing.

But it still has an impact on the hunter's shooting accuracy, not to mention that Black does not use his eyesight to lock in the target's flight trajectory by relying on the sense of blindness.

This is even more difficult.

"A good hunter, like a good assassin, does not need eyes. In this complex and changeable world, relying on your eyes to see things will confuse the restless hearts of young people.

Just like your good friend Hal."

The pirate hit a new arrow and chatted with Nath while making a shooting move:

"I heard that he has been very 'happy' recently? He has been having a good time with his elf wife, right?"

"I don't know whether it's happy or not."

Nat curled his lips, looked at the empty ship beside him and said:

“But after he got married, he rarely enjoyed the simple joy of fishing with me.

And when he saw him yesterday, he looked a little depressed and ran to the witch doctor Raenka who had an abnormal mind and got some weird potions to drink."

"Ah, a married man, understandable."

Black let out a strange laugh, and the next moment, he raised his head, pulled the bow in his hand away, followed the sense lock, flew over the deck, and relaxed his fingers while moving his arms.

"Swoosh"

"puff"

The fat seagulls flew in the sky, and the arrows came from below, and the bone arrows polished by the snake man pierced their wings, screaming and falling toward the sea.

Again, the horned eagle beast was snatched by the flying sky with its sharp beak, like a hunting dog that caught its prey, flew to the pirate and threw the fat seagull at Black's feet.

He also raised his head and jumped in front of the pirates, eager for praise from his master.

"Good boy, you are much more useful than the Benboer and the stupid wolf."

Black stroked the antlers of his horned eagle, picked up a carrot from the bucket next to him and fed it, and then threw the fat seagull into the bag behind him.

There are six preys there, including this one, which is the seventh one, which is only three away from the task assigned by the Wind Walker mother.

But dusk will pass soon and night will come soon.

The Great Master Elland must have prepared a magic class, waiting for the pirates and several warlocks to attend, which means the pirates must seize the time.

Just as he put another arrow on the bowstring, Nath next to him also made a victory.

However, when the fisherman pulled up the fishing rod, he caught not the fish, but a very strange thing. A broken wooden box filled with some mild blue irregular crystals.

"Ha, it's these crystallized magic again!"

Nath took the box with dissatisfaction and threw the magic block inside into another bucket next to it.

He complained to Black:

"This broken archipelago is good, and you can catch some rare fish, but you can inexplicably hang these magic crystals. I have also specially looked for Ye Zhizi to see.

They said that this is the materialized magic formed by the influence of the dark night well in the thousands of years.

It is a specialty of this place.

Their fishermen occasionally catch this kind of thing, and they will be bought back by nobles in their cities at high prices. It is rare to say anything... I heard it as a lie.

Not unusual at all, okay?

Every ten times I fish, I will catch this thing at least four times. I am annoyed. When I come to this sea area, I want to catch the legendary ghost night pearl!

It's not a hell of magic crystal."

"Good guy, you're fishing Versailles, right? Nath."

Black complained:

"I don't think I have to go to Surama to import magic wine anymore. The crystallized magic that you catch here by fishing alone is enough to support the group of demon addicts under Annares.

However, you are tired of catching ordinary fish and are eager to challenge now, right?

Come, take this.

Show me your superb fishing skills.”

The pirate took off the golden ring on his finger and threw it to Nath, saying:

"This thing is a very strange magic item. It is said that it will attract its own kind in the water. Try it when you tie it to the hook and see if you can surprise me."

"What? Fishing Ring?"

Nat scratched his head and said to Black:

"Captain, your request is too outrageous. How could this ring be caught? I have never heard of such a thing."

"Try it, just play anyway."

The pirate replied.

He raised the battle bow in his hand again, locked the next fat seagull flying over the deck, and Nat shrugged, fixed the golden ring Black gave him to the hook, and then threw it out.

A few minutes later...

"Have it!"

Nat shouted, grabbed the fishing rod that was swaying wildly in his hand, quickly closed the line, and said to Black next to him:

"Come and help me! Something is biting the hook in the water! Oh my God, this force is bigger than the last deep-sea tuna, and I may have caught something amazing.

Help! Ah!"

The fisherman screamed, and the underwater thing was dragging him outward. The young fisherman grabbed the fishing rod tightly, not intending to give up his trophy.

He was pulled out of the side of the ship.

In the screaming, the hook that was thrown out by Black was locked at his waist. As the pirate dragged him back and helped him tighten the fishing rod, the underwater things were pulled out of the water little by little.

But looking at the dangerous curve of the fishing rod, the top-quality fishing rod bought from the Dalaran Fishing Store will break at any time.

"Little idiot! Come here!"

Black shouted to the other end of the deck:

"Jump down and help!"

The Ponpo, who was "training" his pirates on the other side, immediately dropped the wooden stick in his hand when he heard Black's call.

After a whistle of a fishman, its moon-white owl spread its wings and glided silently from the top mast of the alpaca.

He lifted the little fishman into the air with his claws, flew over the side of the boat, then released his claws, and threw the screaming little fishman into the water.

"Plop"

As soon as he fell into the water, the little fishman moved comfortably and swam quickly towards the thing that Nath's fish hook was holding. There was also a deep-sea blue king crab floating from the bottom of the sea.

That's Guagua, it's the "fighting beast" of the little fish man.

The magical little idiot took his equally magical battle beast pet and quickly approached the fish hook in the water. He found a strange fish below. Although he was very small, he almost broke the fish line.

Why are you so strong?

The little fishman rode behind the shell of the ghost-legged crab, grabbed his head in deep water, then took out a one-handed hammer from his bag, rushed towards the strange fish, raised his hand and hit it.

A minute later, the little fishman was caught from the water by his owl "gulala". He held a strange fish in his arms whose head had been smashed.

Throw it in front of Black and Nat Pag.

"Hiss, this fish...is not right."

Nat saw that the fish in front of him had hard scales, and most of his head was smashed, and he could still beat in the blood. He reached out and touched it, quickly retracted his fingers and said to Black:

“Its scales are as cold as ice.”

"The fishes contaminated with the breath of Enzos are already considered void creations. They usually only appear near the space rifts of the sleeping minister Niorossa hovering in the material world.
To be continued...