Bizarre Voyage: Summoning The Fourth Crisis

Finally, as dusk settled, night descended.

Aboard the Gulard Warship, Faraway finished off the Iron-faced Warlock with a clean Executioner’s Hand Blade. After picking up the loot, he leaped from the warship and landed on the Spirit Fire Ship.

On the way back, he began to take stock of his haul for the day.

[Execution Gloves (Excellent)]

[Type: Weapon]

[Effect: Slightly increases Gulard Magic damage. Grants +1 Spirit while equipped.]

[Explanation: Forged by a highly skilled Craftsman of the Gulard Empire. An ingenious design that forgoes the usual form of a Magic Staff, yet its function and Power are in no way inferior. Perhaps only a specially trained Iron-faced Warlock can wield it as naturally as an arm waves.]

The Execution Gloves were jet-black, with a few golden trimmings on the palm and pale gray steel scales inlaid on the back. Spiritual Power could flow freely within them, achieving a Casting Effect no less potent than that of a Magic Staff.

Stylish and practical.

After putting on the Execution Gloves, Faraway gathered his Spiritual Power and faced his palm forward.

In just a moment, a red Magic Ball began to form before a Blood Stone Burst shot out, its power completely unaffected.

By now, the players had a basic understanding of the Spiritual Mage profession.

First, a Mage didn’t necessarily need a Magic Staff to Attack. If their Spiritual Attribute was high enough, they could conjure a Magic Ball with their bare hands.

However, the damage would be very low, and its area of effect would be greatly diminished.

It was similar to a Warrior fighting with their fists instead of a Weapon, but a Mage without a casting weapon was much weaker than a Warrior using their fists.

Next, Faraway took out another piece of loot.

[Gulard Iron Mask (Excellent)]

[Type: Accessory]

[Effect: Slightly increases your Casting speed (This accessory cannot be worn with certain other pieces of equipment).]

[Explanation: Most people have never seen the Gulard Law, but its authority is firmly etched into everyone’s hearts. This is because the punishment for breaking the law comes from the Iron Mask, and the Iron Mask symbolizes coldness and death.]

Faraway tried to put it on, but found that the Defender Captain’s Helmet on his head was completely blocking it.

This made him frown slightly.

Only after taking off the Defender Captain’s Helmet was he finally able to equip the Gulard Iron Mask.

Still, he tried to put the helmet back on.

But it was obvious: the piece of equipment that couldn’t be worn with the Gulard Iron Mask was a helmet...

After several fruitless attempts, Faraway finally gave up.

Without the helmet, even the slightly damaged Ghost Cloak on his shoulders looked quite stylish.

”Bye-bye, Miss Noxia! I’ll come see you again after I get off work!”

Guagua waved goodbye to Noxia with a grin, then logged off to go to work.

Seeing the number of players on Candle Island noticeably dwindling, Noxia breathed a small sigh of relief.

Although she had been somewhat mentally prepared before arriving, she still found these Warriors summoned by Luo Ge a bit... incredible, now that she had truly met them.

’They... seem to have no sense of crisis at all, despite being in a Broken World.’

Noxia didn’t know why, nor did she really understand what ”logging on” and ”logging off” meant.

’But in her mind, perhaps these Warriors of Mr. Luo Ge came from a peaceful and stable world...’

”How does it feel?”

Just then, a tall figure appeared beside her and asked the question.

”...They are a group of passionate and brave Warriors.”

”If possible, I would very much like to befriend them.”

Noxia said earnestly, her eyes on the Spirit Candle flickering in the coastal night.

Luo Ge shook his head and chuckled. ”Heh, more like a bunch of strange fellows, wouldn’t you say? Besides... didn’t you hear some of them talking about wanting to draw their swords and cut you down? Aren’t you afraid? And you still want to befriend them?”

’If I were a native of this world, I’d definitely find a group like this bizarre and be extremely wary of them.’

’Especially a lawless-fanatic type of player like Niuniu. If I couldn’t keep him in check, that guy would probably have started acting like a demon lord by now.’

”A little,” Noxia admitted, but then she added, ”But I saw that most of them are very friendly.”

With that, she smiled at Luo Ge.

”Just like you.”

’Very friendly?’

Luo Ge had no idea how she came to that conclusion. He still didn’t even fully trust her himself.

”Let’s go. We’ll continue deciphering the journal.”

Luo Ge finished speaking, then paused.

”Also, don’t mention my name to them.”

”You’ve already said that. I remember,” Noxia replied softly.

She was also curious why Luo Ge didn’t want these Warriors to know his name, but she didn’t ask. It was just like the relationship between Luo Ge, the Spirit Candle, and these Warriors—some things don’t need to be asked about. When someone wants to tell you, they will.

Thanks to the players’ relentless efforts, the situation in the near-shore waters had finally been more or less explored.

The monster variety on this large map was undoubtedly rich.

Aside from the two bosses, the Gulard Warship and the Flower of Drowning, there was also the Pillaging Ship and some smaller pillaging sailboats, as well as some fish monsters in the sea, which were repeats from the waters near Candle Island.

However, besides monsters, the players also made a new discovery.

”BLUB... BLUB...”

Crafty Frog was leading a few other Frogman players in exploring a deeper part of the sea.

Suddenly, one of the players exhaled a large cloud of bubbles, as if startled by something.

The others looked at him, surprised, and he pointed straight ahead.

When the others followed his finger and looked, they all felt an involuntary jolt of shock.