A round cannonball fell into the sea next to the side of the steamboat, and suddenly the flames burst into flames, and the turbid waves were raging, and the corpses of dozens of krakens were shattered by the energy flow of the explosion, and the mutilated corpses were eaten by the other people who rushed to the surface as soon as they surfaced, and there were no bones left.

"It seems that the chefs of the Sea Restaurant are going to turn into scavengers today, old friend, today's welcome ceremony is a bit special. ”

Motionless, Douglas silently lit the tobacco in his pipe, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then looked at the slowly moving Sky Island.

With a "whoosh", another cannonball came with a trailing sound, tearing through the thick darkness of the night, and the cannonball fell impartially towards the steamboat.

"Huh?" Douglas's body was immediately covered with gray marks, and he raised his hand to block it.

The rapid cannonball slammed into Douglas's arm with a metallic sound, then reflected off and fell into the sea again, bursting into red and white spray in an instant.

Like a king who reigns over the world, Douglas's dark golden pupils seem to flow with liquid metal, and an overlord-like momentum instantly covers the sea within a radius of one nautical mile with Douglas as the center.

Absolute ability suppression, after sensing the danger, the group of menacing krakens took the initiative to bypass the area where Douglas was, and several nearby krakens were directly shocked by this momentum and fainted.

"Is it up to the old man to turn the tide again? Old friend, you have to cook for yourself tonight to repay my favor." ”

As he spoke, Douglas's expression became serious, and he put his pipe into one of the tin boxes around his waist, and calmly opened the other one, because it had not been opened for a long time, so the carved tin box made a strange creaking sound.

In an instant, Douglas had an extra silver-gray folding knife in his hand, this palm-long folding knife looked ordinary both in terms of handle and blade, but its blade had many shark-like grooves at the blunt edge, which was the only thing that the folding knife looked like.

Douglas closed the folding knife and retracted the folding knife in a flash of gray arc light, and the steel frame of the steamship was cut in half as if it had been shattered in space, and the cut was smooth as if it had been polished.

"I'm sorry, man, your journey may be coming to an early end, thank you for driving me here, I'll remember you. Douglas stroked the bumpy hull as if he were caressing his faithful hound.

The steel structure of the hull shook violently twice as if in response to Douglas, and after a brief wail, the steamship broke in half from the middle.

A pair of powerful hands firmly grasped the back half of the hull, and Douglas easily threw it out, and under the light of the moon, half of the soaring hull crossed the night sky as if in tears, and landed in the sea between Douglas and the island of the sky.

The overlord-like momentum suddenly restrained, Douglas's legs quickly accumulated, and with a loud bang, the hull under his feet was squeezed into a flat shape, and Douglas's body also shot out with this.

In the direction of the Sky Island, Douglas rushed through the air, and the small figures in the sky and the dense Kraken clan beneath the sea formed a terrifying picture.

As we got closer to the Sky Island, the sight of the island became clearer, and several improvised fishing boats in the dock were crowded with krakens, gathered together to eat all kinds of large fish that had been caught, the masts were broken to the side, and there was not a single human on the deck, all smooth and wriggling kraken.

The path to the restaurant on the sea is also full of this kind of mermaid-like creatures, as if the ghost door is closed in the human world, and the ghosts walk at night.

They destroyed the island's street lights and various infrastructure, and from time to time electric sparks spread between the shadows of the trees from the power lines scattered on the ground, and large creatures such as wild goats and wild deer on the island could be seen running in all directions in the bursting firelight.

This horrific night was filled with carnage and death, and although hundreds of Krakens had been killed in the fire under the tenacious hell of the cooks, they crawled to the sea restaurant in waves as if they were dying, as if something was calling them.

Like a divine soldier descending from heaven, Douglas landed steadily on the shore of the Sky Island, smashing a deep pit in the sand, and the surrounding kraken was directly smashed into flesh by the fierce impact.

Seeing that their companions were being tortured and killed by this uninvited guest, the krakens who were rushing ashore raised their terrible heads together, their blue-gray eyes glaring at Douglas, and the gills in their ears shook slightly, making a rattlesnake-like sound, and then the krakens nearby stopped together and turned their terrifying eyes on Douglas.

The fangs and claws burst out, and the Krakens went crazy and slaughtered the human in front of them, the sound of the green scales scraping the ground made the hair stand upside down.

"It's damn weather, the freshly lit tobacco is extinguished again. Douglas's attention was focused on the pipes in his mouth, as if he wasn't paying attention to the Krakens.

With a "click", Douglas turned on the lighter engraved with the fist logo, and the flames came out to reflect his resolute side face, although there were many wrinkles, but still with a bit of youthful heroism.

"Get out! don't disturb Lao Tzu to smoke!" Douglas raised the corner of his eye and stared coldly at the ugly creatures, his eyes flowing with a golden color.

When the krakens saw the golden light point in Douglas's eyes, they all stopped in an instant, and their original fierce momentum became a little sluggish, but as the krakens that kept crawling in the shallow sea gathered more and more, they gradually got rid of their fear of Douglas.

A strange cry broke the confrontation between the two sides, and the Kraken mountains surrounded them like a tsunami, and the trees were broken and the rocks were cracking along the way, as if they were about to crush Douglas.

"A bunch of ignorant guys. ”

Douglas's hand holding the pipe was instantly wrapped in gray momentum, pale golden lines appeared, and his steel-like fist slowly clenched, Douglas focused on the sand under his feet.

A punch that was enough to shatter the rocks smashed into the ground under Douglas's precise control with a mighty momentum, and after a brief silence, it was like a bomb detonated on the calm lake, and the circle-like ripples surged in all directions with Douglas as the center.

It was only at this time that this group of murderous guys realized the power of the "tyrant" Douglas, in the frightened pupils of the kraken, the circular sand dunes raised sand dust and swallowed up, just like thousands of giant sand worms breaking out of the ground under the beach, the sound of broken bones and miserable roars came one after another, and Douglas in the center of the sand barrier was a light and breezy appearance.

Ignoring the cacophony and under the cover of the sand barrier, Douglas calmly walked away, stepping on a pair of cool beach slippers towards the sea restaurant in the center of the empty island, leaving behind only a series of sparse footprints and shockwaves that stretched out to sea.

At night, the sea restaurant is supposed to be a glittering lawless place, the island of the sky is not attached to any power, a group of chefs who focus on food maintain the stability of the island of the sky, and the people who come here are diners who have drifted from the sea.

What was supposed to be a time to enjoy food and soft beds is now filled with tension and fear.

"Chef, there's a large number of krakens swimming in the back of the restaurant, and we're running out of shells!" said a middle-aged man dressed as a chef anxiously.

"What? Thousands of shells are running out so soon?" a white-bearded old man looked shocked, "Have you given Lao Tzu the right shot?"

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" at the entrance of the restaurant, and the entire restaurant on the sea shook violently, and the sound of plates and knives and forks hitting together was disturbing.

"Which guy set off the cannon, do you play with the human body strokes? 10,000 shells are not enough for you to shoot like this!" said Brooke, the head chef, whose gray beard stood upside down in anger.

"Go and fetch me all the spirits and kerosene stored in the storeroom!" shouted Brooke, "and the chef's uniform that was custom-made some time ago, bring me all of them!"

"Chef, what are you..."

"Nonsense, of course, to make a detonation bottle!" Brooke's eyes were red, "If the restaurant on the sea is destroyed by these guys, then we will all be homeless..."

Hearing this, several chefs on call clenched their fists, their eyes full of determination and anger.

"Yes! I'll be right away! You guys come with me!"

"Wait," the young cooks were about to leave, but Brooke stopped them, "What about the guy who claims to be the sergeant of the 'Assassin Zero Alliance'?

"Most of the guests in the guest room have fled in all directions, and in this environment, I am afraid that they will not be able to stay in the house quietly, and those who escaped must have been buried under the claws of the Kraken!"

"These cowardly fellows!" Brooke slammed his fist on the table.

The tassel curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows looked so lonely in the firelight, and the night breeze mixed with the smell of gunpowder blew outside the window, it first gently swayed twice, and then fluttered up as if it had been thrown into a tornado, and even made a slight breaking sound in the wind.

Except for Brooke, almost all the other cooks were swept away by the sudden wind, the glass chandelier shook violently, and the corners of the tablecloth on the table rattled.

"Strange, where did the wind come from, it can't be the ghost of that big guy, right?"

"No, not really. ”

Brooke's brow furrowed, he didn't know what the wind portented, and he didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend who controlled it.

"Report!"

A young man who looked like an apprentice chef ran down the top floor of the restaurant in a hurry, eager to report something to Brooke.

"Calm down!" Brooke's heart beat suddenly and inexplicably, probably he had already guessed what the apprentice was trying to say.

"Head chef, outside... Someone outside is manipulating the wind!" the apprentice said breathlessly.

"Say that again?!" Brooke's eyes widened.

"It's true, someone manipulated the wind to bring the missed cannonball on the turret to the right track, and hit the Kraken closest to the restaurant!"