Chapter 405: Fierce fighting (on)

The green naga who have average strength only with mid-level attendants are not Locke’s enemies.
As if a whirlwind swept through, the three-headed Naga were shot out by Locke's long gun.
Several blood holes were poked by Locke on his body, and bones could be seen deeply, so he would not die, and he had to sigh the strong vitality of this creature like Naga.
Locke's great power also made the Naga who boarded the ship noticed, and several Naga points out and surrounded him with Locke.
Locke was not afraid, and at the same time facing several naga, he did not see the disadvantage.
The height of Naga is close to two meters, giving them more power than normal humans, and they are only mid-level servants. The pressure of the combined joints to Locke is not much worse than that of Locke facing two high-level servants at the same time.
Locke did not drag on, and exerted all his strength. He faced these naga seriously, and every ten seconds or so, there was one naga who was flew out by him, without knowing his life or death.
On the deck, besides Locke, the strongest is a one-eyed chief officer, the grudge level of the high-ranking servant.
These Naga's strength is not strong, they have a red tarantula crawling on their body, their strength has fallen, but with the continuous support of the seabed, for a time it is comparable to the crew on the deck.
Two crew members have been separated, and a crew member covered in blood shouted, "Boss, use that!"
The chief officer hesitated and looked at his continually damaged men, one-eyed, beckoning and shouting, "Come with me!"
The fight on the deck continued, and Locke didn't notice the movement of the two sailors.
Until the sound of "creep, crunch!" came from the deck, Locke parted a little.
The dark steel barrel, the deep muzzle, the barrel is engraved with complex magic lines, and a magic crystal shining with green light is inlaid directly above the root of the barrel.
It turned out to be a magic crystal cannon!
After participating in the Plane Warfare, Locke is no stranger to this powerful magic guide produced by the magicians, this is a weapon for harvesting life.
Seeing this magic crystal cannon, it felt that Locke was not as strong as the magic cannon during the plane war, and it looked like a defective product.
The direction of the barrel is on the right side of the hull, where Naga landed.
"Flash away!" the first officer shouted, and the sailors in that area spread out as birds and beasts.
Not waiting for any reaction from the Naga, the chief mate decisively decided to take a hard shot at a raised position on the magic crystal cannon.
The emerald green light condenses in the dark barrel, and the light grows stronger and stronger.
When the light was bright enough to bring Locke a sense of threat, a beam of light emerged.
"Bang!" After the loud noise, the deck location where the Naga had stayed had turned into a piece of coke.
Not only was the deck missing a piece, but even the hull below was penetrated by this powerful gun.
The sea surged into the basement of the ship. If the hull is not huge, it might sink completely in minutes.
At least fifteen Naga were killed in one shot, and the first officer gasped. "Jas and Rout, go below and block the water, don't let the sea water flood to the second basement!"
"Others, follow me and stop the sea clutter!" The first officer picked up his long sword and led the remaining sailors up.
"Can it threaten the quasi-level creature's magic cannon." Locke whispered.
Three-quarters of Naga was killed on the ship by the magic cannon. Under the siege of the first officer and the rest of the crew, there was only one tree left, and only five heads remained. It was only a matter of time before the beheaded.
After playing the two-meter-high green Naga in front of him, Rock's spear picked up, and the eagle's grudge spouted out. The green head of Naga burst like a watermelon, and it was red and white everywhere.
These Nagalocs had just observed for a short time, and there were no two or two clothes hanging on them. The shame was a ball of seaweed, which was extremely shameful.
Locke can think of their only value, which is to equip his mount Fermo as a ration.
Without thinking of sweeping the loot, Locke glanced at the remaining crew.
The water ingress inside the steamship slowed down a lot after going down for seven or eight crew members.
The seafarer eats on the sea all year round. The professionalism of these crew members is worthy of recognition. Locke does not have to worry about being drowned.
At the edge of the deck, the naga who had been rushed to the corner had reached the point where the mountains and rivers were exhausted. Every few seconds, fresh wounds were scratched.
These naga are also tough enough, they are all like this, they haven't dived to escape, I don't know what they are insisting on.
On the green skin of the Naga, there are a lot of red drum kits and spots. These are the masterpieces of the Tujia magician. These spots suppress many of the Naga's strength.
The Naga who are so strong in strength and physique are not able to exert their full strength.
Just as Locke was going to help the crew, and quickly resolve the trouble in front of him, a tremendous noise came from a distance.
In the sound of the huge waves, Locke's ears keenly heard the roar of the Tujia magician, angrily corrupted.
No, Locke sank.
The loud noise in the distance was naturally heard by the crew and the naga on the deck. When the crew had not figured out what was the situation, the group of naga fought back like crazy, struggling with a life-and-death posture. mind.
A feeling of discomfort came over him. Locke took out his long sword from the space ring, intending to solve these annoying guys in front of him. Compared to the spear, he was more used to using a sword.
Lifting his feet, kicking his legs, Rock jumped up and hacked over. When the head of a green Naga was about to be cut off, the sword blade instantaneously circled in an incredible arc and chopped towards his right rear.
"Clang!" A metallic symphony sounded, and the ears of the surrounding creatures hurt.
"Huh?" came a strange human-like voice, and the vocalist turned out to be a light blue four-armed naga.
On its four arms, two grabbed two strange orange undersea plants, and two grabbed two sharp daggers.
And it was those two strange clusters of underwater plants that blocked the power of Locke.
Locke didn't have time to think about why the plant's hardness was comparable to his long sword with perseverance. After the two hands of light blue Naga blocked Locke's long sword, the lower two hands waved daggers, striking with a tricky trajectory. Locke.
If this is solid, with Locke's strong physique, two striking openings can be drawn.
"Brother, be careful!" Kristen, who had been watching Rock from afar, screamed.
Lafi next to him took out the long sword and armor from the space ring, and rushed directly to help Locke look.
There is a saying that it is hard to beat four hands with two fists. Locke found that after Naga had two more arms, it was really difficult to deal with.
A beautiful backflip, barely avoiding the sneak attacks of Naga's two daggers, Locke landed firmly not far from the four-armed Naga.
"High-level attendant..." Locke's eyes narrowed.