Chapter 101: .Wind and Rain Moritini (middle)

The situation in the cabin of the small boat changed for a while, but the strange thing was that, despite the sound of the door breaking like a bell, no crew members came to explore it, as if there were only a few people in front of the boat.
Seeing the shadow assassin's raid, the iron hand immediately jumped from the chair to the front of his companion. The gray light of his right hand emerged, and his five fingers instantly turned into sharp steel claws entwined with blood, and he sneered at Saiker with his slanted eyes. More than just: "Hey, luck is really good today, I know it's convenient to bring it to the door, and it's convenient to serve it in a pot."
"X's, you two are looking for death!" The Shadow Assassin was completely confused about what happened here, but he finally thought of a way to get on the ship. He was only looking for a companion. Who would want to run into such a shocking scene, really angry The chest and lungs were on fire.
Evil Eye put away his smile at this time, staring at the frowning face under the black cloak, before sighing for a long time: "I wanted you to accompany the prince in a trick... Forget it, after all It's going to be used..." Before he could say anything, he waved a flashing vial from his pocket and flew straight towards Saiker.
"Be careful!" Velut gave a sharp-eyed warning, but the Shadow Assassin was faster than him, and in the blink of an eye, a large cloud of black mist rushed towards the opponent. Unexpectedly, he had just jumped into the air when the vial suddenly shattered, exploding countless white flying dust, all sticking to him like magnetic. He didn't care about it at first, but in the next second those white particles suddenly turned into hot charcoal powder, which made his whole body hot and painful, almost melting his skin.
At this moment, the intense pain felt like thousands of small needles pierced all together, which made him fall from the air with a muffled groan. He was about to use the shadow transformation technique to get out, but found that the countless unknown light and dust had caused him in a moment. The divine vortex in the body was greatly hindered. He barely flashed the black light a few times but was unable to successfully complete the divine art. He could only roll back and return to his companion. He desperately shook the white spots on his clothes, and he said bitterly, "What the , Master is itchy!"
Seeing that he was frustrated by the attack, Velut didn't think much about it, so he leaned forward to help him blow away the white dust, but the other party didn't give him this breathing time. A light followed the stern wind, and the iron hand seized the opportunity to take the enemy's weakness without hesitation. The scarlet mist was entangled in five life-death chains, and the breath was about to penetrate his throat.
The black light reappeared, and the shadow assassin was forced to endure the tingling pain all over his body, and he swung his swords obliquely in an electric manner. He held the blood claws from the bottom up, and the sword flashed with black light, which was able to block the red thorns of the divine power that the claws continued to swallow. "Get out!" He shouted angrily, pushed the person back with all his strength, and then gently pushed his companion to the corner behind him, still nailed to the front like iron.
Iron Claw turned back to the evil eye with a light weight, took a glance at the pair of long and short thorns, sneered a few times, and flashed gray light, turning his left hand into a steel claw. He squinted his eyes and stretched out the blood claws to the corners of his mouth to lick each, and then quickly crossed his paws across his chest, wiping out a piercing noise like a demonstration.
The yellow-haired man is arrogant and arrogant at the moment, and the evil eye is not idle. As the purple light in his eyes kept shining, numb faces appeared outside the cabin. Those enlarged and blank eyes looked very gloomy under the backlight of the setting sun, and they did not look like a living person—obviously all the crew on this warship. He had already controlled it.
These navy soldiers swayed around the door, each holding a different firearm, and the dense nozzles were all aimed at the three figures in the corner. Accompanied by the triumphant chuckle of the evil eye, the flames rushed out like a dragon with gunpowder smoke, sweeping towards the prey that seemed to have no resistance.
At the moment of sudden change, Saiker didn't hesitate to lower his body, swung his sword across the side iron chair, cut it to the bottom, then turned around and flew up and lifted the iron chair into the cabin. The broken wooden door will cover most of it. After that, he quickly reached out his hand to his waist, flicked out a hole, and threw it out. The bomb hit the ground and exploded, black smoke billowed in the cabin, and nothing was seen.
Taking advantage of the black smoke, he was about to turn around and lead the two Viruts to avoid the bombardment. Unexpectedly, the wind screamed behind him. He couldn't turn his head, twisted his waist and rolled over, leaped back with his feet, and crossed the long and short thorns. , Barely caught the stabbing of Blood Claw. How did he see me! ? The Shadow Assassin suffocated his evil anger, and fought back and forth with the other party with his sword, only to realize that the layer of white powder on his body could actually fluoresce in the black mist, making his whole figure visible.
The duration of □□ could not be long, and the Shadow Assassin was entangled by the opponent and could not be separated. Velut seized the time to drag the Seventh Uncle, sticking to the ground and crawling to the inner corner to minimize the possibility of being hit by a stray bullet.
Now he doesn't even have a weapon to fight back. After sticking to a safe corner, he fumbled around in the old boatman's pocket, and he actually found something the size of a disc in his palm. At this time, the black smoke had not dispersed, and he couldn't tell what it was. He felt that there seemed to be a sunken button in the middle of the disc, and subconsciously pressed it lightly.
There was a horn-like roar from the bottom of the ship, and the entire warship suddenly trembled violently. The evil eyes of the concentrating spellcasting were not noticed for a while, and the soles of their feet fell to the ground, temporarily interrupting the control of those hypnotized. The gunshots outside the cabin were silent for an instant, and Virut didn't know what had happened, but if such a good opportunity is not gone, when will he wait! ?
He grabbed the life-saving disc, and grabbed the old boatman's arm. He just yelled "Go" to Saiker, and he felt light on his body. The whole person was caught by the opponent's iron arm. Underarms, immobile. His sight was completely covered by the black cloak, and he could only forcefully tighten the arms of Uncle Qi with both hands, so that the old man stayed close to his side as much as possible, so as to prevent him from being injured by bumping into something in his confusion.
After the Shadow Assassin pushed back his opponent, he immediately threw off his cloak to cover his comrades, took them close to the bulkhead, and took out a gunpowder bomb that he got from unknown sources and threw them at the door. The heat wave rushed more than one foot high with the crackling sound, the cabin door was blown up, and the iron seat was blasted out of the deck in an instant, and even the zombie-like crew members outside were killed and injured.
His cat pulled his companion under his body and was about to rush out, the screaming noise from behind continued, and the blood claw spikes of the iron hand followed like a shadow, and there was no chance to relax. How dare he fight again at this time, clenched his teeth and leaped forward, as if he was about to get out of the cage, but the sickle-like blood-red claws instantly extended, tearing most of his cloak, and leaning on his back. Scratched five scars, from the waist straight to the shoulder blades, with bones visible in the deepest part.
He clenched his teeth and didn't say a word, his eyes were full of crimson blood, and his mouth was also smelling of crimson rust. He lowered his head and rushed out of the burning door like a ring of fire. The golden flame licked all the remaining white powder on his body, and the divine power revolved smoothly again. He did not hesitate to urge the fog to cover his figure, and the black light flashed into the blue waves outside the ship. Didn't even make any ripples.
As the black smoke cleared, the pale lights reappeared in the cabin. Evil Eye slowly climbed up from the ground, his glasses hung obliquely on the bridge of his nose, but he did not reach out to help him, just staring at the door of the vaguely pulsating flame, his expression cloudy.
"Hey, what should I do?" The iron hand chased and killed unsuccessfully, strode into the room from the deck, dissipated the supernatural power attached to his hands, casually patted the clothes, "This is finally an accident, right? Hey, that kid is kind of pretty. Supportable."
"...It's important to do business first." Evil Eye turned his head and glanced at his hand that was still trembling because of his excitement. After a moment of silence, he snapped his fingers. In an instant, there was a neat stepping outside the cabin, gradually moving everywhere. Scattered around.
The iron hand cracked his big mouth and smiled at him knowingly. Excitedly he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. Without asking any more, he turned his head and walked out of the cabin again.
In the small hotel in the fishing village, the prince and his party are also getting nervous about a sudden news.
"Are you sure?" Shun stood in a hidden corner on the inside of the lobby on the first floor, pinched the small and small loudspeaker, and asked again in a low voice. He couldn't help widening his eyes until the other party was sure again. A little surprised.
"His Royal Highness, please leave immediately...I'll settle down again...the manpower will go to meet you, no matter what...whatever, you will do it...please be careful, don't be impulsive..." The ambassador was vaguely heard from the simple communicator. He urged quickly, and after a few more husky rubs, there was no more sound.
The secret information that day was a scam! ? He still held the loudspeaker, and still had the slightly flustered warning communication from Master Ye Xu in his mind, but he couldn't figure out how many of the intelligence agents of the Holy Tower were all deceived at the same time! ?
"His Royal Highness!" Jin Yuan, who was guarding the window and staring at the coastal warship, suddenly whispered, and instantly pulled his thoughts back. He quickly plugged the loudspeaker back into the communication case, turned his head and looked out the window, and was seeing a little bright light rising rapidly from the sea, as if the fireworks burst into white, which was clearly visible in the afterglow of the sunset.
"What's the matter?" He leaned a few steps to the window and saw that several warships along the coast were slowly gathering under the white light, and suddenly a bad premonition floated in his heart.
"Go!" He took his arm as far as he could, and gestured to the two black inspectors, stuffed the communicator into the soft leather suitcase, closed the buckle, and walked toward the door. There was a sudden tremor at his feet, and the whole hotel collapsed without warning. However, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of meters in a radius were all turned into mud pits, and the thick mud mixed with rain seemed to stick all the remaining bricks and tiles.
Xiguang looked dying, and Shun stood dignified between the broken walls. Through the invisible shield that stretched out as far as the top, under the bright light emitted by the black-robed monk, he swiftly moved towards this place by dozens of times. Sweeping around in the meter-deep pit, he heard another inspector whispering: "There are a lot of supernatural powers, they are nearby!"
nearby? He felt unbelievable. The range of the exploration divine art could be as close as one kilometer, and he didn't find anything until then. How come a group of ambushers suddenly appeared? The situation was urgent and there was no time to think about it. He immediately waved his hand and released the illusion camouflage, and he was about to jump to the wall of the pit with a few people. Suddenly he heard the roar of guns on the coast in the distance, and countless red shells were ejected from the warship. , Facing the sunset, fell rapidly towards the pit.
"Find cover!" He drew a red long knife and pointed among the ruins. Several people drew back in short stature. The cannonball rained on the mud bricks and tiles, but the expected explosion was never seen. Only bursts of misty red mist kept emanating from the broken bullet openings, and quickly filled the bottom of the pit.
If there is a red mist around Shun Ruowu, Shun has a feeling of deja vu. While he was thinking about it, he heard a rapid gasp in the mist. A pair of blood-red eyes emerged from the side of the pit. It is roughly estimated that there are no less than a hundred people, with thick Surrounded by fishy wolves.
Isn't this... he suddenly remembered what happened to the roof of the old building outside the port of the capital. Wasn't the blood-clothed weird at that time surrounded by red mist and smelly? What sorcery can hide the power of exploration and hide so many powerful people nearby! ?
Seeing the enemy attack, the light monk also gave up the light technique and turned into a thick light wall attached to the hemispherical shield as far as possible. Even so, the prince still obviously felt the red with corrosive power. The fog is rapidly dissolving the illusion disguise he has released.
He didn't hesitate for a moment, and with a cold snort, he took out a green walnut-like ball from the inside pocket of his waist and thrust it into the ground. In the next second, green light almost broke through the sky. Thousands of branches of different thicknesses broke out of the soil, growing up against the wind, and a small forest was created between a few breaths, which looked like a huge dome mushroom standing tall. Above the pothole.
"Go!" He didn't pay attention to the blood-eyed monsters rushing crazily from outside the woods. He collected the completely useless illusion, and led everyone to jump up between the branches and leaves. While moving, I didn't want another burst of artillery from the direction of the coast. This time it was a real bomb filled with gunpowder. The sound of explosions carrying flames instantly covered the grove. The top of the fragile treetop was blown to pieces for the first time, chaotic leaves and broken branches fell one after another, and sparks flickered everywhere, with red light and acrid smoke.
The four princes have double-layer shields and are naturally unaffected by those shells, but the ascending path has been interrupted, and powerful enemies are pursuing them below. There are still tens of meters wide from the edge of the pit. It was impossible to reach in the air, and there was no way out for a while.
"Kill out to the coast!" Shun quickly swept across the indistinct blood-red figure in the shade of the trees below, waved his hand sharply, grabbed the long knife and tried to rush down, but was pulled as far as possible with his arm: "Your Highness! "
He leaned the heavy gun and swept away the burning branches and leaves that fell in front of him, and pointed to the top of the side pit, where there was a group of dazzling blue lights that kept flashing, as if some kind of signal. The blue light fluttered like a ghost fire for a few times, and then a foot-thin icicle ejected from the halo, and it was received on the raised tree trunk below the four.
"Go!" Seeing the icicle as far away as possible, I guessed who was rescuing secretly at this moment, without hesitation at all, pulling the prince and jumping on the ice. Two black-clothed monks followed closely, and the four stepped on their feet and lit the icicles, and a few leaped and landed on the top of the pit smoothly, but at this moment, the mysterious ice power was long gone.
Who is that? Shun just couldn't respond, and now I think about it, I just feel inexplicable, is there any other force lying nearby? Why do you want to help?
"They are coming!" Watching the bottom of the red mist-covered pit as far as possible, he quickly cut off the icicle with his gun, then turned his gaze to the front, and realized that the periphery of the fishing village further afield was also full of scattered spots. In the red mist that goes away, the shadow of the figure is looming, there must be an ambush!
"Get to the ship." The prince didn't have time to think about it. He turned his head and glanced around, naturally selecting the conspicuous warships on the coast. The roar sounded from the bottom of the pit again, and gradually approached. Shun led a few people to the beach, but just after running a few steps, he saw a layer of huge waves suddenly rise on the sea not far away. Hao Tangtang rushed towards the pothole.
"Shou!" He saw that he couldn't avoid it, and he let out a low drink to hold his waist as far as he could. The gun guards gathered the shield with all their strength and would shrink to the top of the four of them. The huge wave followed the sky and the earth, cascading. After a few times, it finally faded. The white waves retreated quickly, and the sinkhole tens of meters deep was completely filled with seawater. The misty red fog, blood-eyed weird people, and even the burning grove sank to the bottom, and there was no trace to follow.
What's going on... The prince took a surprised look at the turbulent sea water in the pit, and heard the sound of the waves behind him suddenly. He quickly turned his head, but the huge waves raised on the sea turned another direction and went straight to it. A few warships left and swallowed them all in an instant.
The southern navy formation is now plunged into apocalyptic chaos.
As soon as the disaster of topping came, the cultivator with purple eyes did not hesitate to take his companions and evacuated. Only a group of sailors who had regained consciousness were left floating and struggling in the waves. The cry for help was accompanied by one after another. Metal collisions, mixed with the sound of the tide, appear and disappear from time to time, so miserable.
Several crew members with the best water quality finally found the alarm device in the chaos, and the piercing whistle sounded, but in a moment it came to a halt due to the water entering the sound device. Everyone was up and down in the rushing water like a drifting bottle. Unexpectedly, the next moment they turned like a whirlpool, and they were all pulled into the air by a powerful suction, and finally fell straight to the surface of the sea.
The warships were skewed to one side by the huge waves, and a slender jade foot stepped on the surface of the ship's outer water and moved a few steps lightly like a flat ground before dissipating the supernatural current of water. This young female water monk has delicate and elegant eyes. She wore a thin red palace dress, but did not fasten her chest belt tightly, showing a small white breast. She leaned against the iron-clad ship, with long black hair scattered around her waist, squinted her peachy eyes and glanced at the faintly visible red mist in the distance. She slightly raised her lips and yawned lazily before waving a hand. The water waves swept countless wailing sailors on the sea to the shore.
"X's, why the old lady has to come to such a place where birds don't every time..." The female monk sang softly and softly like a nightingale, but she didn't have a ladylike temperament. She snorted disdainfully, pointed her finger and pulled out a hose to loosely tie her long hair, and still stepped on a wave with bare feet, like arrows rushing toward the disaster and noisy coast.