Eski put the tip of his talons on the cage and unlocked several of the Skrei clan's unique imprisonment runes. Green runes appeared on the black iron bars, floated in the air and formed a small particle.

Dissipate slowly.

"You're out, Witch Spirit. Congratulations. Although you have nothing, you have regained your freedom, at least part of it."

Esky threw a women's skirt in a closet to her. As for whether the size was suitable, he didn't care about it at this time.

No matter what kind of freedom you have, it will not be worse than being imprisoned in a cage where you cannot even stretch your body.

Wu Ling remained silent and left the room silently, looking at the sea level in the distance.

"Sure enough, for you, this is the only way to remain loyal."

Eski walked to her side, showed her soul, and said.

"I don't know if the Witch King also does this to your compatriots. My dear Spicy Chicken Silk has not yet realized that he is in a sad fate."

As he said that, Eski looked at the languid witch hanging on the tail mast and the struggling clerk nailed on the main mast. The engineering warlock let out a sharp laugh.

“Spicy shredded chicken?”

The pronunciation of Chinese is very different from that of elves. Hecate noticed the difference. For some reason, she always felt that there was deep malice hidden in this pronunciation.

Subconsciously, she grabbed the engineering warlock's scalp, stopped his laughter, and raised him in front of her eyes.

After Eski showed the soul in his hand again, the wizard shrank back.

These are not the slaves she once could play with at will. She is the slave now, and maybe always.

The soul... the wizard's eyes were fixed on Eski's claws, and it seemed that it was not stored there.

Seeing the witch spirit's obedient appearance, Eski sat down on the side of the undamaged ship with satisfaction and said leisurely

"Yes, the great Witch King Malekith, he obviously does not realize what his own gods are."

"Hecate, what is faith?"

He raised a question and asked himself the question without waiting for Wu Ling's answer.

"Faith is unconditional obedience and unconditional trust. It does not exist because of one's own likes and dislikes, not because of one's own objective conditions, or even because of one's own life and death."

"If Asuryan wishes to burn him to death, he should die. This is Asuryan's expectation."

"Of course the gods of our race are not that arrogant, but if the Horned Rat wants us to touch the Pillar of Commandment, then we must touch it even if we will be burned to ashes by the Pillar of Commandment."

"This is faith."

Hecate looked at the engineering warlock in silence, then turned to look at the sea level in the distance.

Of course she knows what faith is, just as she believes in Kane without reservation. According to Kane's wishes, she murders the sacrifices the gods want and brings war to the gods, but...

The engineer warlock didn't care either. The bright green energy gathered at his fingertips and turned into a light that could be seen even without the need for second vision.

The wind of Guilun gathered in Eski's hands and slowly turned into a green phoenix.

This small green thing attracted the attention of the witch spirit, and even Esky saw that Orillon's eyes hanging on the mast also moved with it.

Each of its feathers trembled clearly, drawing an elegant arc in the air.

The Phoenix's body glowed brightly, and suddenly, a green flame swallowed it up.

In the scorching flames, the phoenix couldn't help but howl, and its sad cry made all living creatures mourn.

Eski grinned and continued the manipulation in his hands. The frowning brows of the witch and the wizard added more fun to the performance.

The beautiful feathers of the phoenix were reduced to ashes in the flames, revealing the ugly charred flesh. Then, even the charred flesh did not move. The charred skin and flesh, together with the bones, slowly swayed in the blazing fire.

Slowly turn into fly ash.

The flame went out, leaving only green and white ashes.

Suddenly, the ashes lit up with a dazzling light, and the image of a phoenix slowly reorganized from the ashes.

The particles of ashes became its body, and the air became its skin, flesh and feathers. The newly emerged phoenix continued to fly in the air, and more green energy poured into its body.

A complete phoenix restores its original shape just by flapping its wings again and again.

"To put it simply, that's it, let's harvest the souls of your other compatriots."

As he said that, Eski raised his claws, and a burst of dimensional lightning struck, burning the black rope hanging the witch.
Chapter completed!