"Ha... ha..."
The pirate dragged off the battlefield by Ronald was in a very sorry state.
Once the green powder stuck to his body, it quickly transformed into an alien magic invasion, corroding and altering his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Merely hit by a spell and then dragged before Ronald.
In just a breath or so, this guy's skin started showing green pustules, much like the previous fate of the corpse 'used' by Moyeta.
"Hmph—"
Looking at the barely breathing pirate.
Ronald snorted coldly, still activating [Human Limitation] to dispel the influence from him.
He had no habit of helping such scoundrels.
But considering the delicate timing of these guys appearing here, and the high prevalence of magic fluctuations among them, Ronald intended to ask some questions.
He stared at the pirate whose body had calmed down.
Ronald coldly asked:
"You lot, where did you run to get to [Anluo Island] from? And for what purpose?"
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