Chapter 725: Shura

The hatch was violently pushed open, and Andre turned his head. He immediately drew his gun and fired when he saw the person's face. Several large lead bullets were smashed to pieces by the spinning dragon gun midway. The flying spear swallowed the blade and penetrated Andrei's chest, setting him on the wall.
Li Yan walked into the captain's room.
The room is very large, with consoles with knobs of different sizes installed on three sides, a desk with a Shanghai map, and even a separate bathroom and bathtub.
He picked up the pitch-black bottle on the table, unscrewed it and smelled it, and found that it was a black liquid similar to diesel.
gasoline?
Andre did not bleed, and the metal color was revealed in the chest that was torn apart by the gun blade, and the ring-shaped hose was clearly visible. He seemed to have a foreboding that death was coming, and his face was a little gray.
Li Yan put down the bottle and gave a glimpse of the seriously injured Andre.
【Andre Bocelli】
The captain of the Immortal class "Glasgow" (Glasgow), has the title of "Captain Ironheart".
At the Battle of Trafalgar ten years ago, Andre was hit by a 24-pound shell and was diagnosed with a life-long disability. After the war, he chose to undergo surgery with a very high mortality rate and survived successfully. He was hired by the East India Company and came to the mysterious Far East.
Status: Heart of Steel (The semi-mechanical modified body makes him energetic, strong willed, and can also avoid many fatal injuries.)
Specialization: 85% of navigation, 89% of military skills
Threat degree: white
"We have hunted countless heretics, and there are many monsters as powerful as you."
Andre gritted his teeth and said reluctantly.
Li Yan walked up to Andre and stretched out his hand to grasp the barrel of the gun inserted in him. He only needs to pick it up slightly to smash Andre's chest.
"I think I must have a chance to see it."
As soon as Li Yan's voice fell, more than a dozen groups of pink mud flew towards him. Before he got close, they were supported by the dragon spit that surged all over him, and mud missiles fell on the ground.
But more pink mud hit Andre and quickly wrapped him up. After a while, Andre became a pink cocoon.
[Son of Watson XXVIII]: An alchemy product that was once popular in Europa, with certain biological activity.
Li Yan pulled the gun body hard, but it couldn't move. The big gun was stuck in mud and couldn't move.
St. Watson stood at the door, with a cigar in his mouth, and a dark shotgun in his hands. The mud was shot from this shotgun. The white shirt on his upper body had a sleeve cut off in order to treat the wound, exposing an arm that is by no means thin.
"..."
Li Yan stretched out his hand and successively released Bai Sensen's dragon spit fog and trouble water, trying to dissolve the mud, but with little effect.
"Hey, Orientals, how about we talk?"
Li Yan then turned his gaze to Saint Watson. He grabbed the gun with his forehand and nodded at the opponent: "Of course."
After all, he threw the Dragon's Spear and the pink mud cocoon on the pilgrimage to Watson!
boom!
Saint Watson couldn't dodge, the whole person was thrown out, and the shotgun in his hand was also taken off. Before St. Watson landed, Li Yan flew out of the captain's room in a vertical leap, reaching out and strangling the opponent's throat.
The neck bone, which was suddenly squeezed vigorously, made a gurgling sound. The old man Watson lifted his feet off the ground and his eyes whitened. He pulled Li Yan's mouth in vain. Suddenly, a big puff of cigar smoke came out of his mouth. Two people were immediately enveloped.
A sharp sirens sounded from the ship in due course.
"Ahhhhh~"
St. Watson was thrown out by Li Yan, first hit the wall with a bang, then slipped to the ground a little bit.
Ruchka hurried over: "Sir, are you okay?"
St. Watson coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, patted Lucka's hand, and replied angrily: "If you were changed, you were thrown on the wall like someone else's stinky socks, would you feel better?"
Li Yan walked out of the smoke calmly, and St. Watson exhaled a strong narcotic gas, but it was of little use to him.
He turned out the message he had glimpsed before, and read it again.
【St. Watson】
Won the Saint Queen Award, the highest honor of Europa, the chief designer of Captain Herron's seven ships, an explorer who has traveled across five continents, and a mean and stubborn crazy scholar.
Status: Curse of the Ancient God, Watson Transformed
Specialization: 100% magic technology, 100% alchemy, 110% live application
Threat:?
Note: No matter how weird and funny he looks, don't underestimate him.
Li Yan beckoned, and Longzi's big spear was inspired and clanged. It took a long time to break free of the cocoon and flew into Li Yan's hand. The cocoon that wrapped Andre closed automatically without any gap.
"Untie him."
Li Yan's gun pointed at Saint Watson.
"Fuck you."
Saint Watson raised his hand, and a sharp and short pistol in his hand blatantly opened fire. Li Yan held the big gun to block, only to hear a violent explosion. Li Yan was actually shaken back a few steps, and the nearly 10,000-ton ship also trembled For a moment.
The spine of Longzi's big gun was blown to pieces, and the white Tianmojin was twisting to recover.
Saint Watson couldn't help but complain: "Very good, it can be restored. If this metal lump is not eaten in any way, the quality can be restored to its original value. The purpose of maximizing its value should be to send it to the ironworks. Should the creator who designs this weapon against common sense by cutting and drawing materials repeatedly every day plunge into the toilet and drown in shame?"
Li Yan walked towards the two with a sullen face. The waves on the sea were getting stronger, and the rain clouds in the sky gathered again, the thunder light was uncertain, and the huge ship was surrounded by different kinds of water monarchs, and the big ship bumped violently.
Ruchka grabbed St. Watson by the shoulder: "Sir, don't stop, shoot."
St. Watson threw away the pistol, and the short pistol suddenly shattered. He shrugged: "This is a disposable item."
A sharp sirens sounded on the boat in due course, and the movement on the boat finally alarmed others.
Andre’s adjutant Charlie was a young man in his early thirties with a two-handed moustache. After the alarm was raised, he led the firemen to the deck for the first time, and met Li Yan first and saw him lying down. Saint Watson coughing up blood, a pink human-shaped cocoon on the ground, he immediately understood the situation.
"It's a pirate! Catch him."
Two sailor columns surrounded Li Yan, one from the left and the other on the right. After a while, they had already enveloped him in a semicircle, and more sailors would continue to support him within a few minutes.
Li Yan seemed to have not seen the encirclement of the sailors. He walked a few steps forward and said loudly, "I thought you didn't care about Andre's life, so you told me the location of the captain's room. Sir."
St. Watson, who was sitting on the ground, said righteously: "Nonsense, Andre is my best friend, how could I betray him? Don't spit someone!"
On one side, Ruchka said in pieces: "Bitter melon and chickpeas are stewed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, St. Watson knocked him in the back.
"Fire!"
The adjutant roared.
The sound of the bullet being loaded rang out, and several sailors shot at Li Yan, and the flames shone under the clouds.
Li Yan wrapped his body in the water mist, he rushed into the array with a volley of fire abruptly, knocked out two sailors, and snatched a musket.
[Lead azide firing drug acupuncture rifle (continuous shooting)]
Quality: Rare
Remarks: Four years ago, the European countries adopted a brand-new gun design, discarding the lightning-magnet shots that can cause great damage to the barrel and soldiers, and their armament strength has once again taken a step.
Li Yan frowned. The manufacturing process of Europa firearms has progressed faster than he thought. The power and performance of this rifle is almost close to the main armament level of the Black Star chariot in the doomsday winter.
These sailors have more or less undergone some transformation operations. Although they are not as good as the ghosts of Gaoli and the monsters surnamed Yan, their personal strength is still considerable. In addition, they are well-trained and well-equipped. The red flag will be a one-sided massacre.
As for such sailors, there are thousands of people in the combined fleet.
You can see the leopard in the tube. The overall technological gap between Nanyang Group Pirates and the East India Company is even wider, and it is foreseeable that Europa will develop more new technologies in the future, and the technological gap between East and West will continue to widen!
Saint Watson covered his waist and stood up, looked at the dragon's vomiting fog on Li Yan's body, and said to himself: "It looks like a mist of water, but the quality and density are comparable to alloys. It's really a magical water."
Adjutant Charlie walked over and bowed respectfully: "Under the crown, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Saint Watson pursed his lips tightly: "Charlie, you don't believe the nonsense of that oriental man, do you?"
The adjutant smiled bitterly: "Of course not."
Saint Watson said sternly: "Give me some time, I will find a way to subdue him."
But you may not see it...
He added to himself.
"It would be great if you were willing to help. We will buy time for you."
Saint Watson patted Charlie on the shoulder: "You are such a great boy."
Charlie's waist straightened subconsciously. In any case, standing in front of him was a scholar who had won the Holy Queen's Award.
As soon as St. Watson pulled Ruchka by his side, he turned around and shook his head as he walked: "May God bless him."
"Who bless?"
"Shut up, you little bastard."
The turbulence in the sky caused disasters. Compared with the black rainstorm that smashed the fleet formation before, this time it was much weaker, but deadly enough.
A drop of black rain fell from the sky and penetrated the brim of the hat, dripping on the face of the young sailor, and the white flesh suddenly scorched steam. The look of the sailor was distorted in pain, but the action of raising the gun was meticulous.
Li Yan thought,
Li Yan didn't care too much. He picked up his gun and slammed into the crowd. The big gun fell on the sailor, and suddenly a mixture of flesh and blood and alloy parts flew up.
...
St. Watson walked back to his room and greeted him face to face with a giant wood anaconda with complicated patterns.
"Silk~"
"Baby, you are so today. But I have important things to do."
St. Watson gently stroked the giant forest anaconda's forehead and soothed it. Watson snapped his fingers to Ruchka behind him: "Work, kid."
The two walked to the test bench, which was filled with various exquisite and complex chemical instruments and animal specimens soaked in the potion, as well as large groups of burnt marks.
"Ruchka, four, six, thirteen."
Ruchka listened, and pulled out a glass bottle. A blue alchemy flame suddenly appeared from the mouth of the bottle. He set up the crucible, skillfully opened the grid marked with numbers, poured powder, sucked out the potion in the grid with a bus straw, and carefully dropped it into the crucible.
"I told you to prepare interfering hormones. You will sprinkle it directly into the sea later."
St. Watson took out an owl shape with the upper part and a peculiar device with a needle in the lower part. He patted his shrinking blood vessel, wiped it with alcohol, and injected the needle into the vein.
St. Watson’s arm showed purple blood vessels visible to the naked eye. He took a breath and then asked Luchka:
Have you seen the black water sample manipulated by the Oriental?

"Yes, it is a corrosive liquid with a curse. He can also create large corrosive rain clouds, killing many of our soldiers."
"That's not the point. His black water sample contains an extremely irritable microorganism, which is as energetic as an eighteen or nine-year-old chick. If you leave it to me to develop, I can make a living turbine that is ten times more powerful than now. ."
"I don't think that man looks like he would cooperate with you obediently, Mr. Watson."
"No, Ruchka, you still don't understand. He needs me, and I need him. We all know this well, what's important now is..."
The action on St. Watson's hand: "Who is on it."
"Wow."
Ruchka uttered a perfunctory insincere.
St. Watson turned over the cabinet, put on a leather lattice belt, and put on a heavy windbreaker: "There is interference hormone in the cauldron. You take it to the sea, then go to the bottom bin and drive Zhenzhen out. Don’t forget to bring me. Children."
"You want to run away?"
Luchka's eyes widened.
"The fishermen in San Diego often go out to sea for several months. They can only catch enough prey after wind and rain. This is a protracted battle."
After that, St. Watson took out a fist-sized round vessel with an uneven surface, and pours something in it. After it is filled, it is tightly sealed and installed on the rifle.
He opened the door, hurriedly turned around the corridor, came to the top deck, and shouted, "Hey, Charlie, I'm ready!"
As soon as he finished speaking, St. Watson happened to witness the adjutant Charlie being shot through the throat by the dragon son.
"I said God is unreliable."
At this moment, there were no more sailors left on the deck, and the black rainstorm was approaching. In just two minutes, the sailor column was almost defeated.
St. Watson raised the muzzle and pulled the trigger towards the sky, and saw the round vessel soaring into the sky, exploding into a big ball in the sky. The black water and explosion dust stuck to each other, and suddenly lost its corrosiveness and fell on people. There is no pain or itching on the body, which is not to be counted. When the dust touches the black rain cloud, the cloud disappears immediately and becomes clear.
Li Yan raised his head, he didn't need to bear to speak, he also knew what had happened.
"The effect of your universal power has been partially destroyed. The rain cloud cannot be normally condensed within one kilometer in the current area."
A ray of sunlight hit Saint Watson's face in the afternoon, and he pointed his gun at Li Yan: "It's the second round now, bastard."
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the dragon spear attached to Charlie's brain was shocked, bursting through Saint Watson's head.
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