Witch, I'm really not the Deep Sea Ancient God!

Chen Qi continued to let the Nearshore Dominator initiate the Dragon Cannon to annihilate these crows.

The scorching Dragon Cannon erupted fiercely in the air!

Boom!

In an instant, the scorching heat annihilated all the crows.

At the last moment, the blood-red eyes of the crow turned:

"You... you... will all eventually pay the price!!!"

Finally, it was quiet... Chen Qi cleared his ears.

However, compared to Chen Qi, An and Fen were much more anxious.

"Don't worry, the plague can't spread!"

Chen Qi said:

"With Fen's ability, it's enough to solve a large-scale epidemic."

"Of course!"

Fen crossed her arms and said.

She is currently the top Pharmacist who has developed Great Sage-level Potions.

An held his forehead and frowned:

"But Miss Witch, no, Master, no, Fen's time is insufficient!"

As the witch's assistant, An knew clearly how much effort Fen had put in these days.

Daily consumption of Night Owl Potion, Excitement Potion, to exchange for more and more time!

Fen, like a madman, constantly made potions.

Apart from the time spent eating with Chen Qi and brief sleep, Fen's twenty-four hours were entirely devoted to potion making!

Fen's average daily sleep time was only four hours.

Her working time far exceeded that of the Book Saint, who was known for slacking off.

If more time is spent on researching the epidemic...

Even Fen would be exhausted... An pursed his lips:

"Fen must get enough rest."

"I don't need rest now!"

Fen shouted.

At such a moment of disaster, personal health is no longer important!

Once the disaster is over, Qi and I will return to the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom, and we will have plenty of rest time!

And plenty of happy times! Fen consoled herself.

Chen Qi looked at Fen.

Her long hair hung down like withered vines at her waist, the ends curled, and a few strands stuck to her sweat-damp forehead.

Even the witch's dress and her slender hands were stained with medicinal herbs.

The blood flowers on her neck were also withered from excessive fatigue.

In this state, Fen shouldn't do more work...

An pondered:

"Qi, do we need to tell the Ice Witch to dispatch the Disaster Messenger to track down the mastermind behind the crows?"

"However, the sea is too dangerous now, even if we find someone..."

An furrowed his brows.

The nearshore was filled with terrifying monsters and unknown cracks.

Blind searching without a target would likely increase casualties.

"We don't need to dispatch a Disaster Messenger."

Chen Qi smiled and said:

"Don't worry, they can't do anything."

The sea is his domain.

As long as they are within the nearshore, even if they can shield Spiritual Power traces, they cannot escape his sight.

Chen Qi instructed Water Elf Four to clean the Dragon Lamp, then whistled.

Gurgle gurgle!

From the deep sea, a terrifying monster emerged.

"Waku waku (Master! I'm here!)"

Only to see a round Water Elf riding on a small red crab emerge!

This powerful Spirit Power Field! An's pupils shrank:

"This is!"

Water Elf One's Spirit Power Field wasn't right.

Chen Qi smiled slightly.

Deep Sea Water Elf One has evolved again in these days.

The Dragon Lamp itself contains the purest Deep Sea Power.

And Water Elf One, as a Deep Sea Water Elf, can directly absorb this power.

By absorbing the power of the Dragon Lamp, Water Elf One now exudes a Fourth Rank Spirit Power Field!

Coupled with the already strong little crab!

Unless a Fifth Rank Transcendent intervenes, it will dominate the sea.

Chen Qi tossed a fish bait to Water Elf One:

"One, go catch the Black Death Doctor for me!"

"Huh?"

An and Fen both exclaimed together, looking at the round Water Elf.

Water Elf going to catch the top researcher of the Black Whale Group, one of the Pirate Generals, Black Death Doctor!

Can it really do it?

...

...

Nearshore, B Rank Flower Phase Crack, Storm Shark.

Only to see a massive storm spinning continuously, with terrifying blood-colored sharks flying out of it.

On the iron-gray shark tornado, there were countless ship remnants.

To date, ten adventuring teams attempting to conquer the Storm Shark Crack had all failed, resulting in a Deformation Level exceeding one hundred percent, causing a horrifying spiral shark storm on the sea.

Inside the storm—

A man dressed in pitch-black rags dug his rotten hand into the oak railing:

"Damn it! Black Hunter, tomorrow, I will make them understand why I am called the plague, the representative of disaster!"

On the swaying Black Skull Flag, a man wrapped in bandages spun the blade in his hand:

"Black Death Doctor, you seem to lack sufficient respect for a Fifth Rank Expert, can't you be more polite when talking to the Black Hunter?"

"I should have reminded you, no matter what, do not provoke Fifth Rank Experts, they are powerful beings we cannot afford to offend!

Even if you almost killed him once."

"Drowned Corpse! Do you lack confidence in our Black Whale God?"

Black Death Doctor turned and gazed at him.

He was the last Pirate General, Drowned Corpse Pike, also known as Water Ghost.

"This is for your own good, if you get caught by the Saint, don't blame me for not warning you."

Drowned Corpse casually taunted.