Chapter 696: Where is my home? Why is there one pit left?

() "Well, no, this efficiency is too low." Muria suddenly realized that it was not the time to use the big relocation technique to capture these steel ghost ships without moving the surrounding seawater, and the mud below was brought in. This is Used during demolition!
"Still have to learn to live with the spell!" Muria sighed, and then quickly adjusted.
The set of Atris Grand Removal created by Jin Longniang was originally a robber-type spell, which had a short-term banning effect. Regardless of whether the target was a dead or a living creature, it was a wave of seals that was taken away forcibly. When you are free, you will be given physical education in order to persuade people.
So Muria now uses this big relocation as a seal. He is facing the shelling of these ghost ships, one big hand, and stamping these ghost ships of different specifications one by one, and then throws them into his own half. In the face.
"It's too late." Seeing that there were still many ghost warships not taken away, Muria's face showed a trace of annoyance, but it was time for Barbosa to almost return. But when I was caught by the bitter master, I thought it would be stimulating, but Muria felt that she was too young to bear the stimulus, so wait for it!
The old hen who can lay eggs and a nest of golden eggs, which one can I choose? Although as an adult, the right choice should be both, but Muria is not yet an adult and has not the strength to choose all, so he can only bear the pain of choosing one.
"Go and move Barbosa's shipyard first!" Muria sighed daringly, and then looked greedily at the towering buildings protected by many ghost fleets.
Pieces of dragon scales emerged on his cheeks, and a pair of golden dragon wings stretched out. Muria instantly turned into a golden rainbow, avoiding the bombardment of the ghost ship by himself, and went straight to the old nest of Barbosa, some of which were The power of the cannon is really huge, but what's the use of not hitting him?
expensive! After the Titan-shaped Muria rushed into Barbosa's lair, then he could no longer restrain the restlessness of the blood, turning into a golden dragon. The six winding hexagons were like crowns, and the big relocation was bright and dazzling. The light shines between its claws, and it is extremely dazzling in the eyes of the resident undead.
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"These gods of death are thinking about how to deal with me day and night. They are really full." Successfully rescued his younger brother, frustrating Barbosa with his conspiracy with his fleet. Into the sea of ​​ghosts.
However, as soon as he entered the sea of ​​the dead, Barbosa felt that something was wrong. Although the sea of ​​the dead at this time seemed to be no different from usual, he felt that he had lost a lot of things in the sea of ​​the dead.
Do not want to, Barbosa directly mobilized his permissions, came to his old nest with many functions, and then he stared blankly at the scene.
"Where is my home? My castle is so big? Why is there a pit left?" Barbosa looked at the tiankeng under his feet with a grim expression. He looked around in a state of stagnation. He remembered that he had left. Ghost warships were parked around now, and now
"What about my ships? There are so many ships docked here? Why is there only such a point?" When you saw yourself leaving, the ghost fleet that could cover the entire ocean floor became sparse at this time, only In twos and threes, scattered scattered on the bottom of the sea, and half of these remnant ghost ships were still covered with traces of war and looked dilapidated.
"Where's my shipyard?" Seeing his sprawling ghost fleet, Barbosa felt the anger in his heart kept accumulating. Compared to the ghost ship, the ghost shipyard was his root, as long as there were enough Resources, these ships can still be built, but if there is no shipyard, he will rebuild one, but the shipyard was taken away, it means that his core technology was leaked, which is the most deadly.
"Damn, who did it?" At the original site of his lair, Barbosa above the bottom of the sea floor now, the soul fire in the skull trembled violently. With his anger, the sea of ​​ghosts set off a stormy sea. Innumerable low-level grievances undulating with the wind in the waves broke up and turned into a dead breath, and some remaining undead shivered.
"Who can tell me? What the is going on here?" Barbosa, surrounded by spider web-like cracks, said in a low voice, and the voice of the soul containing the sky-killer was spread across the ocean floor instantly.
"Master, you are finally back. If you do not return, the sea of ​​ghosts will be evacuated." Feeling the breath of Barbosa, a rotting mountain of meat rolled out of a pit with difficulty.
"Already evacuated," seeing this rotting Roshan, although Barbosa was tired and crooked, he was still patient and asked, this is the way of the lord, "how did you become this? Tell me yes Who hurt you like this? "
"I am the goddess of Chitian, the master, and the of Chitian beat me like this. They cut off my tentacles. You must help me get revenge!" The broken tentacle showed Barbosa the blazing fire above.
"..." Barbosa stared at the blazing fire above the octopus's tentacle fracture, for a moment of silence. "Do you remember a few pairs of wings behind the blazing that attacked you?"
"Five pairs!"
"..." At this time Barbosa stopped talking, and the Blazing Gods with five pairs of wings were farting! He dared to guarantee that as long as he dared to retaliate now, there would be a bunch of clouds in the city the next day, blocking his half plane, maybe there will be a blazing god, and directly purify it into slag.
"Did you provoke any big man outside? Otherwise, how could the Blazing Gods hit you for no reason?" Barbosa felt that he was suddenly robbed, which may be the reason for this octopus. Thinking of this, Barbosa's look at the octopus became unhealthy.
"Sir, I have never provoked Chitian Protoss! Before today, I didn't know her, she appeared somehow, and then chopped me like this."
The octopus necrotically cried, saying that he had felt his host's jealousy of the of the celestial beings, and he was probably hopeless in revenge, and it should have been cut in vain. Thinking of this, this octopus necrotic was even more sad.
"Then my home, as well as my ship, were all stolen by the gods of Chitian?" Confusion arose in the anger of Barbosa. How could such an arrogant race like the Chitian gods grab their own ghost ship and copy it? My home, this makes no sense.
"Master, the of the blazing sky just dragged me in and grabbed another person from your ghost ship."
"who is it?"
"It looks like a Titan, but as he approaches your house, I see that it has become a golden dragon again."
"It's the Golden Dragon again!" Barbosa was silent for the third time, and then speechless. This is the special time of Dudu, what happened to Jinlong himself? How come a golden dragon comes to itself every few hundred years? Are you hated?
Barbosa didn't say a word, and began to count his losses. The ghost ship lost about one-eighth, but his lair was directly taken away and taken away. It was very good, and he had a virtue with the two previous golden dragons.
"Where is my port? What about the undead who are serving me? So many prosperous ports, why aren't they?"
The third time he was robbed, Barbosa calmly looked at the octopus undead ~ EbookFREE.me ~ around him. According to my memory of those wandering souls, the top ten ports heard that they were burned by the gods. Yu was cut off in an unknown way, and then entered into the unknown half-plane that could change back and forth between Titan and Golden Dragon. "
"This Golden Dragon definitely has something to do with Timothy." Without investigating, with his instincts, Barbosa directly asserted that he suddenly thought of the hybrid Titan he had seen decades ago.
That guy is just a subconscious soul, how can he be promoted for decades, and it cannot be a legend so soon! And he was so good to that little guy, he was eaten by dogs to copy his nest.
"Descendants of the Dragon King! Can't afford it, can't afford it," Barbosa kept reminding himself, this is the existence he can't afford to provoke now, and must bear it.
"But this is my accumulation of thousands of years. I have been robbed so much. This time, I will definitely be disqualified from becoming the next president of the parliament." The thought of becoming a resource of the necrotic parliament, Barbosa ’s heart It was bleeding, and his plan to go to the void was going to be delayed again.