The flying black current is absolutely rare, with a heart-scratching "buzzing" sound, swallowing the sailor, but the moment others exclaimed, the black current rose again, and the sailor's knife finally fell, but his eyes had become two black bottomless holes.

There were also a few flying insects the size of bees, but as black as flies, crawling out of it, and the sailor fell to the ground in a daze, and everyone exclaimed.

"It's a milk-eating fly!" "Eye-digging bee-" "Killer fly, run!"

There are indeed many names for this kind of fly, but the most intuitive is the name of the milk-eating fly, perhaps they also like this name, every time they meet an animal with eyes, they will dig out the hollow to eat each other's eyes, and then burrow into it, full of fresh brains.

The black current is flying in the air, and the dense eye-eating flies are like a swarm of eye-gouging knives, once they encounter blood, they seem to be sharper, more frightening, and make people howl wildly with the sound of "buzzing".

The bamboo baskets one after another, one after another, like dates under a gale, fell in the lineup of the coalition fleet, making the black stream that pecked people's eyes turn into black fog, and the black fog became thicker and thicker, and finally it was like a murderous black net, covering the sky and the sun, undulating above the coalition ship array.

Sending the last bamboo basket to the enemy across the sea, the defenders of the raft city finally breathed a sigh of relief, some of them were paralyzed to the ground like mud, some were still admiring the boat under the "black net", and the people who had been hiding also began to come out to clean up the corpses and stumps of the dead.

She didn't believe that such a large fleet, which brought together the elites of all the powerful countries and forces of the World Destroying Lord, would not be able to deal with this little eye-eating fly.

No matter how cruel the eye-eating flies are, they are just digging out their eyes and brains, no matter how greedy they are, they are just for the sake of food, compared with people, they are too far behind, like a knife that kills, and the person who uses the knife, who will resent the cruelty of the knife, or think that the knife is too ruthless.

The coalition fleet, the screams on the deck take advantage of the people who cover their eyes and curl up, like a flock of ducks to be slaughtered, in addition to barking, they can only wait for the "black net" high above, which one to see, which one to choose, and then bite their fingers, eat their eyes, and eat their brains.

It turns out that killing people is so quick and easy.

But the "black net" has not chosen anyone for a long time, and the screams cannot be heard, as if the eye-eating flies have eaten enough.

Milk-eating flies, finally full.

Everyone thought so, but they still didn't dare to take their hands off their eyes, even if they just looked out in the blink of an eye.

The "buzzing" sound still scratches people's hearts, but it is different from before, it seems to be full of panic, and it is learning from the headless flies, running around.

Then like a hail of debris, it fell on the deck, hitting people's bodies, one by one "curled up", only to tremble and slowly stretch, the hands on the eyes slowly opened a slit, and the eyes opened from the cracks in the hands and looked outside.

But when they looked at it, they could no longer close it, and they saw that the eye-eating flies, like black hailstones, had fallen into a thick layer, and this time it was finally their turn to curl up, and they were curled up in the ice flowers, as if they had frozen to death, and became part of the ice.

The hands were finally put down unscrupulously, the person finally stood up fearlessly, and his eyes could finally look at the sky.

It seems to have been discovered, the dense ships spread out below, on the deck, the people looked at each other, and in the chaotic "hum" of the sky, a melodious bell sounded, and then a lofty chanting sound.

"The heavens and the earth are vast, the world is vast, the gods are plundering the world, and all things are returning to their ancestors. ”

"It's the Celestial Mansion!" "The Celestial Mansion has come to our rescue!" "Look! That's the sea god!"

The chanting was followed by cheers, admiration, and frantic worship from the people on deck.

The Celestial God Mansion finally appeared in time, or it appeared just right, and once again, saved the world, although these people were a little greedy, although these people had also poured the deadly cannonballs on the heads of others before, but if they saved people, people would naturally be grateful, regardless of who they were.

The eye-eating fly seemed to understand its destined fate, obviously it was not voluntary to come here, but it was just being used, so when it thought about it, it gave up dodging and began to fight back wildly.

They were the first to see below, and the grateful and radiant eyes on the deck were their favorite place to go, and perhaps the best shelter inside.

The flies that are not crazy are all crazy with seven points of madness, and the flies that are crazy are the iron sand spewed out by the musket, and how can the palm of the hand stop it?

The screams were drowned out by the sound of dense chewing, and with the accompaniment of broken flesh and skin, the "black net" in the sky fell like a layer of black soil on the fleet of the coalition forces.

Whether the Celestial God Mansion saved people or harmed people, few people know, anyway, the people who just survived have turned into corpses, and then their heads are filled with frightened eye eaters.

However, a light gray heel stepped between the corpses, followed by another, with an elegant step, and if you went up a little, you would know that it was a pair of light gray leather boots, worn on a pair of round, straight legs.

The owner of the legs, with long hair fluttering, pointed ears, and a pair of delicate eyes, although not big, exudes a seductive light.

Eye-eating flies are of course easier to hook than humans, but they pounce frantically, only to be blown away quickly and turned into debris in the wind.

Fengshen Yifeng is a woman, but she is an unapproachable woman, whether it is the night god blue, or the eye-eating fly, except for the earth god mountain, there is no second one, even if it is only pasted on the corner of her clothes.

But beside her, there will always be a black shadow like smoke, which is the night god blue.

He followed Yifeng like a bazaar, walking leisurely, waving a silver fork from time to time with one hand, putting on a few fat flies, and then putting them in his mouth, and praising while chewing: "Hmmm!

The eye-eating flies finally broke down, they were strong and not afraid of freezing, they were brave and not afraid of blowing, but they were afraid of being eaten, whether it was a man or a beast or a worm, they were used to eating the side, they were afraid of being eaten, and the more incisive they ate, the more they were afraid.

Ye Shenqing only ate a dozen of them, but he couldn't find another one, and even the "buzzing" sound disappeared cleanly, he was a little helpless, looking at the flies wrapped in ice all over the ground, stepping on the fly scraps blown by the wind to paint the felt, his handsome face actually learned the five gods, crying and wiping tears is a bit exaggerated, but pitiful, it is really infuriating.

So Wing Feng never looked at him squarely, and the heavenly Fario had already slipped into the back compartment of the flying dragon, leaving only those who were lucky enough to survive on the deck, looking at this man who was more beautiful than a woman, and the night god blue seemed to be very useful, and the pitiful pretending was even worse, like an old eggplant that was about to crack out its seeds, and had to apply some green paint to cover it between the green and tender.

Shoyama Sakurabai, looking at the fleet of ships on the opposite side and the gloomy sky, the eye-eating flies fled, escaping like smoke blown away by the wind, she knew that the most difficult moment had come, retreated to the inner city, and fought with the enemy, maybe this is the horror and cruelty that war should be.

The raft city, the people who had just been relieved by the victory, began to be nervous again, they wept but did not cry, they gritted their teeth, but with resolute eyes, and then took up arms, destroyed those who could not be taken, and retreated to the inner city.

The walls of the inner city are higher, like a chimney in the middle of a raft city, but also smaller, like a teacup on a plate, and everyone squeezes from the "plate" into the "teacup".

Shoyama Sakurabai's face turned pale, she looked at the officers and soldiers on the city wall at a loss, but she didn't know how to cheer up the army at this moment, she chose to retreat to the inner city, just to fight to the death and live and die with the raft city, but now the officers and soldiers defending the city are like a group of sheep waiting to be killed.

She climbed to the top of the city wall, and was just about to shout, when a heavy drum beat, and then a heavy drum beat, joined into a high rhythm, which attracted the ears of everyone in the inner city.

The drum beat like the roar of a bull, and the drum sounded like a mother's song.

It turned out that the father and son drummers on the tower did not retreat into the inner city, the father was heavily pressed by the drum rack, and the son did not want to leave, and when he saw the coalition fleet approaching, he beat the drum again.