"I thought you were a sword kinda guy" when Michael stepped onto the upper deck, Logan came to him with a surprised look on his face. His doom bringer was majestically hanging on his behind, gently reflecting the moonlight.
"It looks heavy" Logan's eyes were sparkling looking at the Doombringer. Michael could tell Logan's craving to hold the Warhammer in his hand.
"It is" Michael took the Doombringer from his behind and twisted the handle stylishly. Because he was not using any Arch energy, the weight of the Doombringer made his biceps flex out. After his intense training, his body became toned and each muscle in his body had a definite definition.
"Can I hold it?" Logan looked like a big 7ft baby staring at a candy.
"Sure" Michael chuckled as he handed over the Doombringer to Logan.
The big Logan was excitedly smiling but when he grabbed the handle of Doombringer, his smile disappeared.
"Dang it, it's so freakin heavy" Michael was slightly surprised to see a muscle mountain like Logan struggling to lift the Doombringer without using all of his strength. The weight training plus the Serpent style fighting technique changed his body from the molecular level, making him stronger and faster than most people. This was the reason why Gaya was able to break wood logs like they were eggshells, she was damn strong.
Now that he had undergone the training with the help of the system, he was stronger and faster than Gaya herself and on a different level compared to anyone in the Southern Continent.
"Whoo, you're stronger than you look, David" Logan said, putting down the Doombringer on the floor by its head.
"Work on your weight lifting big boy" Michael gave a friendly pat on Logan's shoulder with a chuckle.
"Alright guys, we're leaving" Ross stood at the helm, preparing to leave the docks. After hearing his shout, the ship's crew began to unravel the sails.
The ship slowly started to move as they all felt a sudden jerk. Michael walked over to the edge of the ship, leaned on the edge, looking at the starry night above the peaceful ocean.
"So what do you think about the team David?" Logan leaned on the wooden railing beside him.
"No clue, what's your take?"
"You know what, I'm glad you're here because you're the most normal person on the ship" Michael looked over his shoulder back at the team and couldn't help but agree with Logan. Brownie was muttering something under his breath while Jessie, the hooded figure checking the crates lined up near the mainsail pole. On the far end of the ship, Jonah appeared to be occupied with the starry night. Although Marcella seemed normal, Michael knew she would be the last person to talk to in the entire ship.
Logan was dead wrong about him being normal but compared to the others, he was the friendliest and normal-looking person on the ship.
"Ross is kind of the team captain here. Marcella is our tracker, Jessie is the thief, I don't know how a thief could help with our mission. I heard Brownie is some kind of undead expert and Jonah, I have no idea why we are bringing him along with us" Michael took a mental note in his mind. If he wanted to double-cross them at the end, he needed to know everything there is to know about them.
"How do you know all this?" he asked Logan,
"Because I was the first to get recruited by Ross"
Michael nodded, "and let me guess, your specialty is killing undead"
"Undead, overgrown beasts, bandits, etcetera etcetera. The mercenary job requires killing pretty much all the above"
Being mercenary wasn't very much different from being an adventurer. They both would get the job done for an amount. Since Logan didn't seem like a genius guy, he made the right choice by becoming a mercenary in Michael's mind. Also, Logan seemed like a nice easy going guy.
"I guess you're also here to keep the undead from killing the team"
"Yeah, you can say that"
"Why did you come to the Southern Continent anyways? I thought you cultivators hated crossing the void line"
"You know?" Michael was slightly surprised but he could tell Ross might have told Logan about where he came from.
"Come one, the way you dress is kinda dead give away. Besides, H and Ross told us about you"
"H? You mean the guy in armor?"
"Yeah, no one here knows his real name, he just goes by H. I don't know what his deal is but he rubbed me the wrong way. Whatever, tell me David, do you miss being a cultivator? What could have possibly made you come here?"
Michael didn't feel like Logan was prying but was genuinely curious about the reason for his trip to the Southern Continent. Besides, it was a logical question as cultivators rarely came to the Southern continent. No matter how powerful a cultivator was, if he crossed the void line, he would instantly turn into a mortal.
"Well, I like to travel and always wanted to see what the Southern Continent look like"
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