Vol 2 Chapter 989: naval battle

Acharn, the name Yang Yuefan repeats almost in his sleep. The pressure from reality makes him find that his hair loss has begun to increase. It is worth knowing that he can keep his hair in the relevant department. Than the feat of hunting the big devil.
"We sank a Chaos battleship named Consolation, but according to records, this is the third time we sank it." Zog Mancini continued to introduce the battle on the sea: "If nothing happens, Soon we will encounter it for the fourth time. Its size keeps growing. Before the sinking, the crew of the Consolation kept calling the name Acharn."
"The Dingyuan was hit badly because of Acharn. He can fly, release poisonous fog, and fire flames. The armor can withstand artillery fire. After the rifle hits, it will have no effect. If it weren't for us to sink in time for comfort No., the broken ship took him to the bottom of the sea, maybe he can handle Dingyuan alone.
Mancini’s words made the battle group channel quiet.
　　 "Is he really a player?" Mancini couldn't resist the shock in his heart, and asked: "He looks more like someone with a plug-in than his head!"
　　Yang Yuefan looked at his falling hair with some regret, and felt that Mancini was right, that Acharn was really a guy with a plug-in.
The best way to deal with the gear ratio, of course, is to send another gear ratio. Yang Yuefan remembered his behavior in the spacecraft using Xu Yichen’s life-sustaining cabin as a house talisman, and blushed because he had to cheat the opponent again in the game. .
　　 "How did Feng Wuyi disappear?" Xu Yichen asked in silence for a while, apparently Acharn's strength completely exceeded the players' expectations.
　　 Zog Mancini sighed: "He didn't have time to get out of the Comfort in order to get back the bodies of a few sailors."
　　 "To be more specific, we must now rely on your description to analyze the person Acharn." The demon hunter's words forced Mancini to replace the Master Tripitaka and other sailors to repeat the previous naval battle.
　　 The sea was full of the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the artillery on the side of Dingyuan was roaring continuously, and a large number of shells were poured out, covering the Comforting in a wave of waves.
　　 The warship blessed by Nurg has extraordinary defensive power. It constantly devours the destroyed warships, the volume has become much larger than before, and a thick cuticle has grown on the surface of the ship.
　　 After the solid bullet hits the Consolation, it will even ricochet. Even the more advanced blooming bombs cannot cause real fatal damage to the Consolation.
What's more important is its crew. Most of these crew members who can't survive and can't survive are numb. They don't care about the enemy's fierce artillery fire. If it weren't for the Consolation, they were constantly urging them to take up weapons and reload them. Counterattack, they can even sleep with the sky of gunfire.
　　Acharn's crew members were very disdainful, they reminded him of the foremen who used to pretend to be busy on the construction site.
There are only a few crew members that satisfy both Acharn and the Consolation itself. For example, Keda, the gunner on board, has dark gray skin and a huge cyst on his neck, which makes people think he has two heads. same.
"Fill those heads in, you carrion! We're going to volley, volley!" Koda was tall, with a huge cyst squeezing half of his cheek so that he could see with only one eye, but This does not prevent him from being an excellent gunner.
"The rotting head cannon, moving forty-four centimeters to the ten o'clock position, a little higher angle!" Koda's rotting feet stepped on the same rotting deck and communicated with the Consolation. This is a human battleship forever. Unable to do it.
　　 The cannon really moved slowly and firmly to where it should be, just as Keda commanded it, and the deck below it gradually thickened, allowing the angle of elevation to meet the requirements of Keda.
"Fire! Give them a lesson!" Keda kicked the cannon. The cannon was covered with human skin. The position of Keda kick was exactly the position of the human skin face: "I know that ship, get on. The second time it sunk us!"
　　 The evened face worked hard to make a grinning expression, but it failed. With the launch of the plague cannon, it seemed to exhaust all the energy of the whole body and suddenly became depressed.
Acharn watched his firepower launch with satisfaction, and walked around on the deck excitedly. His boots were adsorbing the soft flesh on the deck. Every crack in it was flowing with bubbling fermented swill: "No Wrong, that's it! I started to look at you with admiration!"
　　 Master Sanzang, who had already stepped on the deck, frowned and looked at the weird warship in the distance, the creatures living on land, and would never imagine that the sea could produce such weird things.
　　 Master Sanzang left the loess area because of a witch's relationship. He used the teleportation array to reach other continents. He did not cut a blood path in the chaos encirclement like the sailors on the ship, so he was a little uncomfortable with this fighting rhythm.
In the excellent dynamic vision of Master Sanzang, more than a dozen fat heads that were swollen, as if about to vomit, were smashed with a whistling sound, and he subconsciously kicked them~EbookFREE.me~ intercepted them. One.
　　 The rotting heads were like rotten fruit, exploded on the spot, spattering corrosive acid on the deck, and more rotting heads completed their mission and hit Dingyuan.
　　 Several sailors who hadn't evaded in time were splashed with pus. They were covered with scabies and rash on the spot, and fell to the ground constantly twitching.
　　The sailors nearby did not even dare to approach, so they could only use spears or muskets to end the pain of the opponent, and then went into battle again.
　　 No one likes death, but it can be adapted and used to it, because there are more terrible endings in this world than death.
　　 Master Sanzang watched the corpses of several dead sailors begin to dissolve, their muscles and bones fused together like jelly.
　　 Two or three are about forty centimeters high. Little monsters like trash cans crawled out of the corpse. They have colorful skins and are round and look very harmless.
Nakuling, Master Sanzang has seen such inconspicuous little things. He knows that they are moving plague walkers and prank experts full of malice. If fear is overcome, a strong farmer may blow their heads. But without professional purification, the villages where it has appeared will soon become a dead zone.
　　 Master Sanzang picked up his iron palm and killed him.
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