Chapter 61: Deathmatch to the Sea Devil (中)

Chapter 61: The Battle of Death in the Sea Devil
The deep sea trolls are indeed hungry. I haven’t eaten anything for more than 30 years, and now I’m finally regaining my freedom. It pursues the flavour of human flesh and heads towards densely populated towns. This is only a castle-like octopus with thousands of tentacles. In addition to the sharp barbs on the tentacles, it can also secrete terrible venom. The prey caught by these tentacles was first entangled in the dead until the gas was broken, then was collated and smashed, dissolved by acid, and finally became a delicious food for the deep sea troll. Of course, this was originally used to deal with the various giant beasts in the deep sea. For a much smaller human being, it is a big problem. The troll wants to eat people. Instead, it needs to be very inconvenient to grab it by one person. If you are a little careless, humans may be crushed into a mass of meat sauce before being sent to the troll's mouth, from the tentacle of the octopus. Slip open.
However, the hungry deep-sea trolls are going to a city with millions of people. It can be let go of it, even breaking humans into a piece of meat, and then eating it slowly.
The premise is that no one is blocking the deep sea trolls.
"Is this a dragon cannon?" Arthur looked at the cannon in front of the 500-foot-long, 100-foot caliber. Such things are placed at the top of the castle, which is really spectacular.
"The cannonballs of the dragons are here," Ivan said. "But with this, can you stop such monsters?"
"No," Arthur looked at the giant steel harpoon in front of him. "Tristan, touch it and remember its size."
"what?"
"You can collect water vapor to make a replica of the Trident, can you collect steel steam?" Arthur said. "I used Kay's spear to evaporate these harpoons. You used the evaporated steel steam to make a giant Trident."
"Are you crazy?! Even if I can do it, you want me to stay in the steel steam of several thousand degrees of high temperature?! You want to kill me with this ridiculously unprecedented method?"
"No," Arthur pointed to the giant protective suit on the side. "It’s fine to wear that. The dragon cannons use a powerful compressed photon explosion to drive the warhead. The thousands of degrees of warmth will make part of the gun. Evaporation, the knights who operate the cannons at close range are all wearing heavy protective clothing."
"I want, I want to wear this kind of rust, do not know how many people pass through, full of men's sweaty smell and even urine smell of dirty protective clothing?!" The fisherman said, "You might as well kill it." Alright?!"
"Bad boy!" Arthur himself has begun to wear protective clothing. "After you wash it, it will be fine. If it is not enough, it will be disinfected."
"No! Don't just don't!!"
"If you quarrel, I will take your skin off your body, then stuff you without skin into the protective clothing, and then fill it with disinfectant!" Arthur roared.
When Bedieville arrived at the mechanical warehouse, he began to feel dizzy. The gas in the city has not been exhausted, and Bediville, who has just rushed to the road, has taken a lot of poison.
"Oh." He tried to come back to God. "Now is not the time to faint."
auzw.com The Orc Boy started the Iron Rider.
"Arthur, can you hear it?" Bidwell said.
"Now I am busy!" shouted Arthur on the other end of the communicator. "Sorry, Betdy, you alone, use the iron ride to distract the trolls and stop it from moving on. Can you get it?"
"I, I am one?!" The orc boy panicked. "Yes, but I am one, I can't do anything."
"Don't be spoiled, you stupid!!" Arthur yelled. "Now everyone is doing what they can! If we don't stop the deep sea trolls, there will be thousands of people dying! These people The life is in your hands!!"
"But I," the orc boy whispered, "I am not as powerful as Arthur, I am not a hero."
"I am not a hero," Arthur said. "I am just an ordinary human. No. It is worse than ordinary people. It is the existence of human beings.
But this kind of me, I have lived to this day, and I have done so many things that I can't believe. Do you know why? "
"I know," said Bediwell. "Because Arthur is brave."
"No, it's because I've been lucky all the time." There was an unexpected answer from the intercom.
Bedyville is paralyzed. "What?"
"It's true. If it wasn't for this good luck, I would have died many times under the enemy's attack." Arthur said, "But Betteville, you are different. Until you just saw your bare hands and deep sea trolls. When the tentacle is fighting, I know that you don’t need luck at all. You are truly powerful, you have real courage. What you lack is just self-confidence."
"I'm not"
"I said yes!" Arthur rushed and said, "Come on me now, climb the iron ride, act!!"
"Hah, haha." The orc boy couldn't help but laugh. He didn't hesitate, climbed on an iron ride higher than him, and started the iron rider's engine.
"Arthur, you are really hard," Biddyville said. "No way, who told you to be my master. Even if you told me to go to hell, I have to do it."
"You are very happy to do it, little fool." Arthur said, "Go now, and give me alive back!"
"Yes, Master." The Werewolf Junior stepped on the gas pedal and the iron ride flew out.