"Cooing?"
The seagull standing on the sail boom seemed to not understand the old witch's words at all and tilted its head to gaze at the one-eyed frog.
Aiven was confident that his Magic-like Technique: Ten Thousand Transformations was far more advanced than an ordinary Transformation Technique and could not be easily seen through by any random witchcraft.
Moreover, this place did not prohibit the soul-transferring Dream Corridor, and with the three lives provided by the Eternal Shell, he was fearless. Coming to rescue Jelos and Stephanie, Aiven had never worried about getting himself trapped.
Unfortunately, he still hadn't fully adapted to the behavior patterns of the Evil God's Followers.
Shing—
On the deck of the adventure ship, a tall insectoid with a skeletal face, red compound eyes in its eye sockets, and a pale white skeletal layer covering its body, shook its arms and launched two sharp bone blades like a praying mantis.
