Amber is communicating.

Lu Ban could feel that this priestess was communicating with this world.

Some dazzling black patterns spread out on her face, exposed arms, and neck.

These patterns are full of evil, filth, hatred, and madness. Just one look at them is enough to make people lose their minds.

And such complex and filthy patterns were spreading from Amber's chest to her limbs.

Lu Ban, who has seen a lot, can recognize at a glance that this is pollution.

In other words, this is the alienation brought about by pollution.

These blasphemous lines are the result of the contamination that amber received when it communicated with this world.

As she talked to the world, the world talked back to her.

Just as Lu Ban sings to the evil god, the evil god will sing to Lu Ban in return.

Exchange and communication are never one-sided.

Even if there is no response, it is still a response.

In this case, when the world polluted by filth hears your words, pollution will come to you.

Despite this, Amber still did not stop her hymn-like mumbling.

She made the sunlight pierce through the dark clouds, calm the wind and waves, and deflect the oncoming shells. Lu Ban saw that Amber's fingertips had withered, like a necrotic tree, in a horrible and disgusting state.

Lu Ban had never seen Hongye use the Word Spirit before, or maybe she had, but given Hongye's condition at that time, it was difficult to say who was polluting whom.

So he was a little surprised to see Amber's appearance.

Do the shrine maidens of the Waseda Taisha Shrine all deal with filth in this way?

Without giving Lu Ban much time to think, he saw a cloud of fog floating towards here in the storm.

The gray fog looked very familiar, and Lu Ban quickly recognized it as the gray fog of the bandaged man.

"So, there might be a bandaged man among the invaders this time?"

When Lu Ban saw the fog coming towards the window, he grabbed Amber and asked her to go back into the room.

My hand reached through the silk clothes and I felt a dry and thin body.

Lu Ban did not hesitate. He raised his left hand and materialized [Last Words] in his hand.

The mist quickly took shape, forming the appearance of a tall humanoid creature.

It is mainly composed of gray fog, with bandages wrapped around the outside, and a single red eye emitting an ominous light.

In his hand was a gray sharp blade, which emitted a faint glow under the gradually dimming starlight outside and the lightning and thunder in the distance.

Flash saw two people, one of whom was obviously his target this time, the witch.

The other guy looked like a guard and wasn't worth mentioning.

Suddenly, Flash saw the other party raised his hand. Although there was nothing in his hand, the strong sense of crisis made Flash subconsciously choose to dodge.

But even though he dodged immediately, some cold and grand whispers still sounded in his mind.

In an instant, the shouts of the sailors below, the sound of waves, thunder, rain, all the sounds turned into mumblings that seemed to come from a distant and eternal call, lingering in the flashing consciousness.

Forget fighting, he couldn't even stand steadily. His whole body was falling apart and the bandages were about to fall off.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Ban fired five shots in a row, completely engraving the muttering into the flashing DNA.

The gray mist on the bandaged Flash's body trembled, constantly shrinking and expanding, and even flashed red light, like those brilliant nebulae.

Along with these mutterings, the gleaming consciousness began to melt, like butter on a hot pan, turning into liquid bit by bit, boiling, drying up, and becoming charred black waste.

Flash's body collapsed.

The bandages turned into long snakes, and from the gray mist-like body, countless tentacles made of green smoke spread in all directions.

At the same time, a sound came from Flash's body.

That was a different kind of whisper from the one Lu Ban was carrying.

The evil god's whispers, which were even more malicious, irritating and insane, came from the bandaged man's body.

Even Lu Ban felt uncomfortable hearing this sound. Amber in the room covered her ears. As the pollution on her body faded away, blood flowed from her eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.

Almost at the same time, the sound became louder and louder, like a transmitter, making the entire sea boil.

No matter friend or foe, everyone covered their ears and the battlefield became quiet for a while.

But Lu Ban knew very well that this was not a good thing.

He didn't know whether it was his words that caused the other party's change, or whether it was the unique defense mechanism of this race.

Lu Ban switched the verbal bullet and shot the gray fog out of the room and into the sea.

But the mumbling still did not stop, and even spread to farther places in the sea.

Picking up Amber, who had become somewhat fuzzy due to the flash's mumbling and the backlash of pollution, Lu Ban walked towards the deck.

The people on the boat began to regain consciousness from the mumbling, and Lu Ban struggled forward with all the bumps and bruises along the way.

At this time, his best choice was to take Amber to the mercenary boat and quickly escape from the area.

He had a feeling that this flashing muttering might bring about something bad.

When he came to the deck, Lu Ban saw Acorus holding a long knife.

"How is she?"

Acorus asked when she saw Amber who had lost consciousness.

"She's been contaminated. I don't know if the witch will recover naturally, but she's obviously no longer able to fight."

Lu Ban replied.

The enemy's warships were already within reach, and one could even see the tense expressions on the faces of the armed soldiers on the opposite side of the ship.

The boarding battle is about to begin.

This ship is already riddled with holes, and even if no one intervenes, it will fall silent soon. It is obvious that the purpose of these soldiers is to get Amber.

"You go to our ship and follow the course on the chart, avoiding pirates and storms."

Acorus threw the scabbard aside and tightened his grip on the long sword.

The blade of the knife was so thin that it seemed like it would break due to air resistance if it wasn't swung along a perfect trajectory.

There were words on the blade. Lu Ban couldn't make out what was written on it, but he could feel the power from those ancient inscriptions.

I'm afraid Acorus is not an ordinary mercenary.

Lu Ban had no intention of staying, and running away with Amber was his first priority.

He came to the port side, grabbed the rope, and jumped onto the adjacent mercenary boat.

Because the ship was small and not the main target of the attack, it was only hit by one shell and one dud.

As soon as he stepped onto the deck, Lu Ban saw that in the gorgeous rain curtain, lightning formed the cold and indifferent words of the system.

[Found the hostile invading Chosen One: 1/2]

[Kill the hostile invading Chosen Ones: 1/2]

The moment he saw these words, Lu Ban looked into the sea.

He saw a huge black shadow covering the entire sea area.