In the sea around the Demon King.
The waves were turbulent and endless.
The Demon King's body was too huge. Even if he just raised his hand, he could set off a wave that was enough to capsize a small sailboat instantly.
Moreover, the Demon King was like a crazy demon at this moment. He swung the iron chain and giant anchor in his hand.
The sea monster named Zhao Xingchen was knocked into the deep sea by the Demon King's giant anchor.
But after Zhao Xingchen transformed into a sea monster, his vitality was extremely tenacious. In the blink of an eye, he emerged from the deep sea with boundless hatred and floated in front of the Demon King in an ugly state.
Hatred, hatred, hatred!
At this moment, he felt like cursing, but he didn't know if he should say it.
In short, he was very sullen in his heart. Only hatred that could not be dissipated was lingering in his heart.
He hated, he hated Gu Tianqing, he hated this world, he hated this trial, he hated the tower, he hated everything.
Curses, to put it bluntly, were the power of hatred. Only hatred could turn into curses and turn into another mysterious power.
Hatred surged in the sea monster's body. Countless tentacles surged out from the sea monster's body. Zhao Xingchen let out a terrifying roar, the sound waves rolling. Without any reason, he rushed forward and tangled with the Demon King.
But compared to the Demon King who was almost 50 meters tall, the sea monster Zhao Xingchen could only barely reach the Demon King's chest. From afar, it looked like an adult bullying a cute tentacle monster.
The scene had become completely unbearable to look at.
In the eyes of modern people like Yi Lin and Gu Tianqing, the world that originally had a medieval style seemed to have suddenly started filming a sci-fi monster battlefield. It made them feel very uncomfortable, as if they had been cast in a scene.
But … it was very exciting!
Giants versus sea monsters!
Giant mobile warriors versus mutants!
Warriors of light versus small monsters!
It made people feel as if they were there and were intoxicated.
Once they got used to this strange style, this scene was filled with a sense of power. It was very shocking.
Wriggling tentacles extended from the sea monster's body and crazily tried to strangle the Infernal King's steel body. And the Infernal King's body also emitted a series of electronically synthesized roars. It was unknown which dimension's language it was speaking, but it was messy and untranslatable. It seemed to be a meaningless roar.
On the Demon King's body, sparks burst out from his joints. He reached out with both hands and grabbed the iron chain that was connected to the giant anchor. He pulled and pulled, and in the blink of an eye, the thick tentacles were torn apart. The tentacles were mixed with the mucus that was spurting out from the sea monster's broken tentacles, and together, they stirred up stormy waves in the sea.
There were no words, no long-winded words. A giant and a sea monster, there was only pure killing.
The reason for the Demon King's killing was unknown for the time being, but Zhao Xingchen was simply trying to complete his mission and leave this world.
The five apostles did not descend into this world with their original bodies. Even if they fought until the end in this world and only their heads were left, as long as their health points did not reach zero and they were not judged to be dead, even if their injuries would be transferred to their original bodies when they returned to the real world, as long as they had enough death points, they would be able to recover.
So … Kill!
The Marines had already lost their will to fight. They either jumped off the ship and fled, or under no command, they gathered the remaining people and drove the warships to escape from the sea.
After seeing the ghost pirates, the Demon King, the sea monster, and other mysterious existences with their own eyes, none of the Marines could still load shells normally. Their hands were all trembling.
While the Marines were fleeing, the ghost ships seemed to be pushed by a pair of invisible black hands. They raised their sails and rushed to the scene where the Demon King and the sea monster were fighting at the fastest speed.
Ten minutes later, the pirate ships surrounded them and turned their bows with the most skillful posture.
Those seemingly irrational ghost pirates, under no one's command, actually took up positions in an orderly manner. They steered the ship, pulled the sails, dropped the anchor, turned, drifted, loaded the cannonballs … They were very professional, and it was amazing.
However, this kind of professionalism, no one in this sea has the time to appreciate it.
The sea monster Zhao Xingchen howled in pain. He was whipped by the Demon King until his flesh and blood splattered everywhere. He could not stop crying.
Behind him, there was a mother spirit, Alice, who was filled with love and resentment. She was crazily gnawing on Nicholas Zhao's flesh and blood. She would not stop until she was dead.
The pain of being whipped from front to back was not something that ordinary people could endure.
Although the Demon King's body was huge, his movements were extremely agile. It was completely beyond common sense. This kind of technology did not exist in the real world at all. It only existed in fantasy movies and movies.
The Demon King, who could speak, did not give Irin the feeling that he was a cold machine at all. Instead, he was a mechanical creature full of anger and had a will that belonged to him. Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ghost ships fired their cannons one after another. They did not need to aim at all, nor did they need to distinguish between friend and foe. Whether it was the sea monster or the Demon King, they fired without fail.
The poor sea monster Zhao Xingchen, after suffering the double ravages of the Demon King and Alice, had to suffer another pain in the blink of an eye … The AOE backstab from the cannonball behind his anus.
In an instant, the tentacles were shrunk and extended by the cannonball, emitting the smell of barbecued seafood. However, in order to kill the Demon King, Zhao Xingchen had to activate more tentacles to crazily strangle the Demon King's iron armor, as if he wanted to twist off the Demon King's limbs.
Although the cannonballs of the ghost ships were not very powerful, they won in terms of firing frequency and quantity. Row after row of cannonballs crazily bombarded the sea monster and the Demon King without caring about the cost. Dazzling sparks appeared on the Demon King's armor.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The sky was getting gloomier.
The rolling black clouds seemed to come alive. Above everyone, monsters, and dogs, all kinds of strange shapes were surging.
One moment, it looked like a person, the next moment, it looked like a leg, and the next moment, it looked like a face … It was unpredictable and strange.
Gu Tianqing stepped on a skateboard and looked at this scene from afar. She closed her eyes with a look of enjoyment. Her fingers moved gently in front of her like an elegant conductor, exuding an evil aura all over her body.
The dog was nowhere to be seen.
Irin wanted to move, but she did not. Because it was not the time yet.
Another five minutes passed.
Zhao Xingchen, who was attacked from three places at the same time, finally showed signs of fatigue. Although he was the incarnation of the curse and turned into an ugly sea monster, his vitality was amazing, and his recovery ability was strong … it was not endless.
For example, Irin, who had strengthened [Dionysus Factor (Incomplete)], even with the terrifying recovery ability of recovering 5% of her health points per second, she did not think that she could really reach the point of being immortal.
After all … there were too many skills, abilities, or methods that could kill an apostle in an instant.
5% health points per second seemed to be a lot, but not to mention other things, if Irin stood still in front of Oda Wu, with the speed of Oda Wu's sword, this recovery ability might not be enough for Oda Wu to slash.
Zhao Xingchen began to be at a disadvantage.
However, he seemed to be able to hold on.
After the few pirate ships fired row after row of cannonballs without caring about the loss, they seemed to have insufficient stock and could not continue for long. The frequency of firing decreased significantly.
This was not strange. In a normal ship, the stock of cannonballs was limited. Even if it was a ghost ship, in this world full of scientific laws, the law of conservation of matter had to be followed at the very least … Cannonballs could not be created out of nothing.
On the other hand, in the battlefield of the demon king and the sea monster, Zhao Xingchen was attacked from three sides, and the demon king was also attacked from two sides. Although it still looked majestic and was entangled by Zhao Xingchen's mucus-covered tentacles, when it moved, it still stirred up the wind and set off waves after waves.
In this sea area, the navy had already left. If it were not for the sea monster heroically holding back the demon king, perhaps more navy would have been sacrificed here.
Who knew what kind of version of what happened today would spread in the future.
The touching story of the sea monster saving the navy?
Thank you, Mr. Sea Monster?
The secret between humans and sea monsters that had to be told?
In short, after leaving this world, everything had nothing to do with Irin and the others.
"Oh?"
Irin noticed that although the demon king ship could change shape, the material used to construct the body did not seem to exceed the limits of the material itself. After being covered with a thick layer of sea monster mucus and flesh, the acidic nature of the sea monster mucus actually corroded the demon king's body. Between the joints of the limbs, there was also a hint of obscurity in the movement.
"Oi oi oi —"
The poor sad but brave Zhao Xingchen, at this time, let out a slimy cry, "If you don't make a move, I won't do it anymore. At most … we will go our separate ways!!!"
"Everyone … will die here!!!"
Zhao Xingchen was completely angry!
Even if you want to trick people, this is not the way to do it!
His body was huge and he could not escape. He was forced to be a meat shield in front of them. The rest of you should at least attack, right?
Why did Zhao Xingchen have an inexplicable feeling that he was the only apostle fighting the BOSS in the entire trial?
This kind of tragic atmosphere was very inauspicious!
Indeed.
Zhao Xingchen was not a fool. He knew that Gu Tianqing had tricked him a few times, but in order to pass the third main mission, coupled with the fact that he had become like this, at this moment, he had no choice but to do it.
However, the power of one monster was difficult to resist the might of the demon king. Zhao Xingchen's sea monster was gradually losing and was at a disadvantage.
If this continued, he would definitely be beaten to death by this super BOSS in front of him.
If he really died, he might as well drag everyone down with him and die together!
There would not be any apostle who would be stupid enough to do such a heroic act for others.
No one!
Gu Tianqing, who was playing in the void, looked in the direction of Irin from afar. On her poker face, there was a rare expression of interest.
It was as if she was saying —
"It's your turn."
Irin lowered his head.
Time … was almost up.
"Wang Tiandi, do it! Show me what you have … If you go back alive, you will be served luxurious meals! "
Gouzi had been sitting cross-legged on the front of the Nightingale. After all, this kind of shady business, Gouzi was quite happy and did not feel any psychological pressure.
At this moment, when he heard Irin make another promise, Gouzi also grinned. Unknowingly, he was biting a card between his teeth.
And Irin estimated that it was about time. He quickly took out a card from the storage space that was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items.
On the card, there was a broken and pitiful looking trident.
Gouzi: It's my turn … to draw a card!
Irin crushed the card.
A man and a dog chose this most secure moment to make their move at the same time.
When the aura of the trident began to leak out, in the depths of the rolling black clouds, a vast and boundless voice suddenly appeared. From above the sky, with a terrifying pressure, it directly descended to the nine heavens.
All the black clouds gathered again and condensed into a strange and ferocious face.
"Hi, Calypso, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Irin smiled slightly.
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