"Well, no, that's too inefficient. Muria suddenly realized that now is not the time to use the Great Relocation Technique, and to capture these steel ghost ships does not need to be moved in with the surrounding sea water and the soil below, which is used during the demolition!

"Spells still have to be learned!" Muriyah sighed, then quickly adjusted.

The set of Atrice Great Relocation Techniques created by Jin Longniang was originally a bandit-type spell, which had the effect of a short ban, whether the target was a dead or a living thing, it was a wave of seals, and it was directly forcibly taken away. When I have time, I will conduct a physical education on the creatures in it to convince people.

Therefore, Muria now uses this great relocation technique as a sealing technique, and he withstands the bombardment of these ghost ships, and seals these ghost warships of different specifications one by one, and then throws them into his own half-plane.

"It's too late. Seeing that there were still many ghost ships that had not been taken away, Muria had a look of annoyance on his face, but it was almost time for Barbossa to return. But when he was caught head-on by the bitter master, it was exciting to think about it, but Muria felt that she was too young to stand this stimulation, so it was better to wait later!

The old hen that can lay eggs or a nest of golden eggs, which one can only be chosen? Although as an adult, the correct choice should be both, but Muria is not yet an adult, and he does not have the strength to choose both, so he can only endure the pain and choose one of the two.

"Let's move Barbossa's shipyard first!" Muria sighed in disdain, and then looked greedily at the towering buildings that were protected by many ghost fleets.

Pieces of dragon scales appeared on his cheeks, a pair of golden dragon wings stretched, and Muria instantly turned into a golden rainbow, avoiding the bombardment of the ghost ships on him, and rushed straight to Barbossa's lair, some of the ghost ships' cannons were indeed powerful, but what was the use of not hitting him?

After the Titan Muria rushed into Barbossa's lair, he could no longer suppress the restlessness of his blood, and transformed into a golden dragon, six sinuous hexagons like a crown, and the bright and dazzling light of the Great Migration Technique lit up between its claws, which was extremely dazzling in the eyes of the undead stationed there.

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"These Grim Reapers, who are thinking about how to target me all day long, are really fed up. Having successfully rescued his younger brother and thwarted the Grim Reaper's plot against him, Barbossa returned to the Sea of Ghosts with his fleet full of ambition.

However, as soon as he entered the Sea of Necromancy, Barbossa sensed that something was wrong, although the Sea of Necrons at this time seemed to be no different from usual, but intuitively, he felt that there was a lot less in his Sea of Necronomicons.

Without thinking about it, Barbossa directly mobilized his authority and came to his nest with many functions, and then he looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

"What about my home, what about my big castle, why is there only a pit left?" Barbossa looked at the sinkhole beneath his feet with a confused expression, and he looked around in a state of stupor, he remembered that when he left, there were ghost warships parked around him, and now

"Where's my ship? There are so many ships docked here, why is there only so much?" Seeing that when he left, the ghost fleet that could cover the entire seabed became sparse at this time, only three or three or two, scattered on the bottom of the sea, and half of these remnant ghost ships were still covered with traces of war, looking dilapidated.

"What about my shipyard?" Seeing his scattered ghost fleet, Barbossa felt that the anger in his heart was accumulating, compared to the ghost ship, the ghost shipyard is his foundation, as long as there are enough resources, these ships can continue to be built, but if there is no shipyard, it is a big deal for him to rebuild one, but the shipyard is taken away, which means that his core technology is leaked, which is the most deadly.

"Damn, who did this?" At the original site of his lair, above the current underwater sinkhole, the soul fire in his skull trembled violently, and with his anger, the sea of ghosts set off a stormy wave, and countless low-level resentful spirits that fluctuated in the wind in the waves shattered like this, turning into a stream of dead air, and some of the remaining undead trembled.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on here?" said Barbossa, who was surrounded by cobweb-like spatial rifts, in a deep voice, and the soul voice containing the sky-high killing machine instantly spread throughout the sea.

"Master, you're finally back, and if you don't come back, the Sea of Ghosts will be emptied. "Feel the breath of Barbossa, a mountain of rotting flesh, rolling out of a pit with difficulty.

"It's been emptied," seeing this rotten mountain of meat, Barbossa, although his heart was crooked, he still patiently asked, this is the way of the emperor, "How did you become like this, tell me who hurt you like this?"

"It's the Blazing Gods, master, it's the Blazing Gods who beat me like this, they cut off my tentacles, you must help me avenge it!" The rotten giant octopus raised its tentacles, which had been almost severed by Qi Gen, and showed Barbossa the Blazing Divine Fire above.

"......" Barbossa looked at the blazing divine fire above the octopus tentacle break, and was silent for a while, "How many pairs of wings are behind the blazing god who attacked you, do you remember?"

"Five pairs!"

"......" At this time, Barbossa stopped talking, and the Blazing God with five pairs of wings was a fart! He dared to guarantee that as long as he dared to retaliate now, a bunch of Cloud Medium would descend the next day, blocking his half-plane, and maybe there would be a Blazing God who would take action and directly purify it into scum.

"Did you provoke some big man out there?, otherwise how could the Blazing Divine Descendant beat you for no reason?" Barbossa thought that his sudden robbery might be the cause of the octopus. Thinking of this, Barbossa's eyes became unkind when he looked at the octopus.

"My lord, I've never provoked the Blazing Gods! I didn't know her before today, she appeared inexplicably, and cut me like this. ”

The octopus necromancer cried and said, he had already felt his master's jealousy of the Blazing Divine Descent, and he estimated that there was no hope of revenge, and he should have been cut in vain, thinking of this, this octopus necromancer was even more sad.

"Then my home, and my boat, were all robbed by the Blazing Divine Descendants?" Doubts rose in Barbossa's heart, how could such an arrogant race as the Blazing Divine Race rob his ghost ship and raid his own home, this makes no sense.

"Master, the Blazing Divine Spawn just dragged me down, and someone else robbed your ghost ship. ”

"Who is it?"

"It looks like a Titan, but as he approached your home, I saw it turn into a golden dragon again. ”

"It's the golden dragon again!" Barbossa was silent for the third time, and then speechless, this is the first time that Du Te has done something to the golden dragon? Why does a golden dragon come to rob him every few hundred years?

Barbossa didn't say a word, and began to count his losses, the ghost ship lost about one-eighth, but his lair was directly packed and taken away, very good, with the first two golden dragons of the same virtue.

"What about my port? What about the undead who are in my service? How come there are so many prosperous ports?"

Barbossa, who was robbed for the third time, looked at the octopus undead beside him calmly.

"The ministry has been snatched up, and according to my memories of searching for those geistes, the Ten Harbors have heard that they were cut down by the Blazing Divine Descendant in an unknown way, and then sent into the half-plane of an unknown being who can change back and forth between the Titan and the Golden Dragon. ”

"This golden dragon definitely has something to do with that guy Timos. There was no need to investigate, and with his instinctive intuition, Barbossa asserted directly, and he suddenly thought of the half-blood Titan he had seen decades ago.

That guy is only at the soul level, how can he advance in a few decades, and he can't become a legend so quickly! And he was so good to that little guy at the beginning, his conscience was eaten by a dog, and he came to raid his lair.

"Descendants of the Dragon King! I can't mess with it, I can't afford to mess with it," Barbossa kept reminding himself that this was an existence he couldn't afford to provoke now, and he had to endure it.

"But this is my accumulation of 10,000 years, and I have been robbed so much, and this time I will definitely be disqualified from becoming the next president of the parliament. Barbossa's heart was bleeding at the thought of the resources he could deploy to become the head of the Necromantic Council, and his plan to go to the Void was about to be postponed again.