Chapter 138: Sincere Advice
Musa smiled anyway.
"It's okay, for now, let's take care of the most important enemy first, and the rest won't be so much. ”
Jason Brown looked at the giant.
He was carrying a moon behind him, and Qinghui had dyed the edges of his hair silver.
The young man grew up a lot during this time.
"If something like that happens, trust me, my fleet and I will protect you. ”
Jason Brown said.
He patted Musa's strong muscles as if they were on a stone, making him feel pain in his hand.
However, I also learned more about the strength of this young man's body.
"Thank you, Mr. Jason Brown. ”
Mosa stood up, and the Anne swayed on the sea, but he quickly managed to stand still, and then gave a crooked salute to the upper echelons of the town.
Jason Brown laughed and asked his lieutenant to stay on the Anne and act as Moussa's interpreter, meaning to make more friends with Moussah.
And Mussa, because he carried the two rounds of hundreds of shells, made a very deep impression on all the sailors of the fleet, and the young sailors almost wanted to come forward and talk with them.
Even when the food was served, the cooks personally brought the food to the deck, taking the opportunity to contact the green giant.
They were curious about his power.
If someone with such great power had no hostility towards them, they would not have much to fear, and they were even proud that the captain had become friends with the giant.
Only those in the fleet have this opportunity to make such a powerful friend, and the others only deserve to shrank aside and tremble.
So, when the captain was gone, the members of the Anne took advantage of different reasons to get in touch with the new friend, to see his huge body, and even to listen to his lieutenant's interpretation of how the demons were torn apart by his bare hands.
That's like a real man.
Soon, it was as if Musa had returned to his childhood.
These sailors were not too depressed because their life at sea was too boring and uneventful, and even the captain of the Anne took advantage of his leisure time to go to the deck to talk to Moussa.
This more or less made Moussa, who had lost his home and relatives and friends, feel a trace of warmth from his own kind, of course, there were also a small number of people who were still afraid to touch him, and there was more or less fear in their eyes.
Moses was also reluctant to look at them, and as long as he looked at them, he would understand that he was no longer a human being.
At the very least, not normal human beings.
Because of his huge size, many people ignore that he is just a fourteen-year-old child.
The sailors talked to him for hours, and at last at midnight they fell asleep and spared Mossa, who was given a large deck to lie down in.
The deputy found a random cabin to sleep.
Now, without the shells, Moussa has become the fleet's most powerful weapon.
Moreover, they were very fond of this somewhat silly giant.
After sleeping for the third hour, the hull shook, the alarm bell sounded, and all the sailors quickly returned to their posts and quickly went into combat readiness.
At this time, Moussa also woke up, and his superb battle instincts directly told him where the enemy was.
A fierce man, plunged directly into the water.
In less than half a minute, the giant demon that was more than ten meters long was exterminated, and there was no use of any means, just using his hands, just relying on his own strength, he simply and directly twisted off its head, green blood sprayed on the sea, muscles and internal organs were twisted together, nothing could be used, and the demon faced Musa, almost no means were used.
This scene was even more exciting for this fleet.
They cheered for Moses.
If it weren't for Moussa's presence, at least two warships would have been damaged and sunk after this battle.
However, in front of Musa, any powerful demon is like paper paste, and it is vulnerable.
Moussa also waved at them with pleasure, and after yesterday's time together, he quickly regarded each other as a companion.
However, such a painless battle did not do Mousa any good, it was just an addiction to fighting.
But if there are more battles.
He would grow a lot, and then the need for battle would increase, and for two or three days, the days without fighting would make him feel more or less anxious.
This is the blood of the god of war at work.
Pure-blooded Phinesac people will become addicted to battles, and then take the initiative to provoke battles, enjoy the thrill of fighting, and then constantly improve themselves through battles.
This is the main reason why the world is afraid of the pure-blooded Phinesacs.
Nothing is more precious than peace.
Musa soaked in the sea and suddenly calmed down.
I remembered Captain Jason Brown's words again.
If the war is over, what will he do with himself?
Soon, though, he put that thought behind him.
Fortunately, he is also just a child, and he will always forget the old sadness because of the new joy.
So at the moment, all his attention was drawn to the praise of the sailors.
As the Anne was running out of food, it was the Invincible Julian, a super-large battleship, that welcomed Moussa on board today.
Its wide deck is large enough to accommodate four mousses, allowing them to roll over casually without worrying about crushing the railings.
There were also the largest numbers of sailors, who swarmed around and looked left and right at Moses, who was not as naked as he had been before, wrapped in the sails of the warship.
They kept boasting, so that Moses felt that he would be able to defeat all the demons and restore the world to peace and purity.
However, it didn't take long for him to be stopped by Captain Jason Brown.
The captain dispersed all the sailors, leaving only the deputy in charge of the translation, who looked at Musa with a complicated glow in his eyes.
"In ten hours or so, we will enter the area where the Faisal Free Federation faces the most war, where we have destroyed three fleets, and the report says that the demon that appears there is twenty meters high, it is not afraid of fire, it is not afraid of guns, it is almost invulnerable, even our wizards are helpless. ”
Jason Brown did not hide this information and informed Moussa in its entirety.
The deputy who had completed the translation also looked at Musa with a solemn expression.
"If you don't want to face that enemy, you can leave, I won't force you, after all, you are also our guest. ”
Jason Brown added, with a sincere look in his eyes.