For modern society, it is already a big event to die dozens of people.

Even in a war zone, a medium-sized exchange of fire may not necessarily kill fifty people.

But now, fifty people died under Wen Ke Zige's command, and she also had a headache.

At this moment, more than a dozen black tentacles stretched out under the sea.

That was part of the deep-sea demon skeleton. Although it was not as big as the deep-sea demon skeleton that landed on Gaima Island, it had already posed a huge threat to the ships on the sea.

Those black tentacles pulled a ship, and the ship fell quickly.

The crew members fell into the water one after another, and the deep-sea demon skeleton's head stretched out from under the sea, and then dragged the crew under the water.

More than a dozen people died tragically.

Wen Ke. Zigg's face became more and more serious.

The last warship was also destroyed.

"Turn out everyone." Wen Ke Zigg ordered.

"Wenke, do you want to use Agman?"

"We have lost so much, and now we are either suffering losses and leaving or we are taking out the trump card." Wen Ke Zigg said coldly.

Although Rhodes is the captain, the real decision is still made by Wen Ke and Zigg.

Rhode's eyes flashed, and after a long time, he finally nodded and agreed.

"Go and push that iron cage out."

Several crew members entered the cabin and pushed out a three-meter-high cage.

The cage was covered with talismans, and there was a creature covered in black all over.

The creature's eyes were blood-red.

"Agman, help me attack the ghost ship." Wen Ke Zigg looked at the creature named Agman in the cage, his eyes full of disgust.

"Humans, is this your attitude of praying?" Agman looked at Wen Ke and Zigg with a little disdain on his face.

"You are just a prisoner, and this is not a prayer, but an order."

"Haha! Although you imprisoned me, why do you think you can order me?"

Agman's tone was also full of arrogance and disdain.

Wen Ke Zigg took a pendant from his neck, and the heart of the pendant was a walnut-white gem.

When Agman saw Wen Ke and Zigg approached him, he immediately started to wail: "Take it away, take this thing away! Take the Angel Crystal away..."

"I said, you are not allowed to obey my orders."

"Okay OK, I obey." Agman screamed.

"Then let's start and help me attack that ghost ship."

"No, my power cannot be exerted in this cage unless you tear off all the talismans attached to the cage." Agman said.

"Hehe..." Wen Ke Zigg sneered.

How could she believe this? Tear off these talismans that suppress Agman would be equivalent to releasing Agman.

What will you use to restrain him then?

"We will lend him the magic power." Wen Ke Zigg said.

Rod, Wenke, Zigg, and four psychics on the ship grabbed the iron pillars of the cage and sent the magic power in.

Every time they drive Agman, this is how they do it.

After accepting the magic of six psychics, Agman tried to touch the iron railing, but immediately he quickly took it back as if he was touching a soldering iron.

Agman's eyes showed a fierce light, and sooner or later he broke free from the confinement and killed all these humans.

"Agman, hurry up and do it."

Agman looked in the direction of the Torino ghost ship, and a red ray suddenly burst out from his eyes.

The red rays streaked across the Torino ghost ship, leaving two shocking scratches on the hull.

"So awesome."

They worked hard all night.

The results achieved are not as effective as the devil's one-hit.

It's really awesome for people to get more popular.

But after only ten seconds, Agman's red ray stopped.

"Why did you stop? Keep going." Wen Ke Zigg said dissatisfied.

"Humans, your magic can only last for so long. If you want me to continue, then give me more magic."

Damn it! Wen Ke. Zigg's face, which had just improved, suddenly became gloomy again.

Even though she knew that Agman was perfunctory to her, she had no choice.

Want to output more magic? They have consumed 70% of magic just now.

If you continue to output magic power, you may fall into a coma.

At this moment, the ghost ship of the Turin was moving.

I saw a figure flying from the ghost ship of the Turin and coming towards Wen Ke Zigg's ship.

Bang

With a sound of superstar, the figure fell on Wen Ke Zigg's ship.

Several nearby people were directly shocked and fell into the sea.

"Agman!!"

This figure actually recognized Agman who was locked in a cage.

Agman also saw clearly the visitor: "Hehe... Atu you are here, you are here!"

When people around saw the visitor, they found that it was a skinny black man with strange patterns on his head and face.

The black man was slender and arched, wearing a metal ring on his hands and feet, and holding a wooden stick with a big head and a small foot in his hand.

"It's him! It's him...he's the black slave who sacrificed the Turin!! The master of the Turin."

That's right, this black man is Ato, a wizard from the African continent three hundred years ago.

It was he who created the moving natural disaster of the Turin, a natural disaster that lasted for three hundred years.

Behind Atto, a black cloud filled with clouds.

If Helith is here, he will recognize it, it is the fog of death.

In the mist of death, countless black souls were howling.

These black souls were not imprisoned by Atto, they voluntarily became part of Atto.

Because these souls are his African brothers.

They all died on the Turin, and before Ator boarded the Turin, the Turin was a sinful trading ship.

Every time hundreds of black slaves are transported to Europe and the United States, half of them die on the ship every time.

Their resentment has never been separated for a long time, and Ato is the match that ignites the lead.

Agman is Ato's contract demon.

Although Ato has been dead for hundreds of years, his consciousness still exists, so Agman has not been sent back to hell and is still wandering around the world.

It was eventually captured by the hunter and became a "weapon" of the hunter organization.

"It's been three hundred years, and I finally waited for you, my master." Agman grabbed the iron fence with both hands.

He didn't dare to contact him before, and he shrank his hands every time he touched him, but now he ignored his smoking hands.

The iron fence was being torn apart by him, and Agman was a demon.

He has never been the kind of person who is willing to be dominated and enslaved for three hundred years.

Every time the hunter needs to use him, he needs the magic of these hunters to ‘feed’.

Every time he works but doesn't work hard, he only intercepts half of his magic power every time, silently accumulating strength.

In fact, he could have broken this cage long ago.

But Agman knew that if he broke the cage, it would not take long to be caught again.

So he endured silently and was waiting for Ato's arrival.

He believed that Ato would come to him again. Finally, after three hundred years of waiting, Ato finally came.
Chapter completed!