"That kid really made it, I didn't expect him to be so righteous. I never thought that my fate would really come back to me in this way, and now as long as I can be buried with me, even if I am to die. ”

This Hex's fate was exactly the same as he expected, if not better, just like the lover of his dreams came to him, and Graves was so excited that he wanted to shoot now!

Of course, the bullets are not yet loaded, they are all in the box.

"In other words, Jeno interceded for us, otherwise neither of us would have survived now?"

Trist's focus was completely different, Raven's words surprised Trist, when did Jeno mix with Sarah so well that he could make Sarah listen to him.

Sarah is a woman with great ambition in the city, but it is difficult not to suspect that there is no leg in it when she listens to someone like Jeno who has only known him for a few days.

"That's right, you still have brains. But Mr. Jeno said not to thank him, but to believe in Gana in the future. ”

"Praise be to Cana." Graves said that he believed it without even knowing what Cana was doing, because faith was not worth much to him.

Trist, for his part, said nothing that he was a staunch believer in Lady Luck and would never rebel.

"The test is about living and then being free, and now is the time to witness the deep brotherhood."

Seeing the black fog gradually approaching the dock, Raven kicked the box to Graves' feet, and then gloated and beckoned his men to evacuate quickly.

"It's always going to be paid back, and there's nothing worse than being chained to the dock in the night of the Soul Eclipse."

Trist saw someone not far away hooked in the jaw and hanging in the air, enjoying the wild animals on the docks.

He is also a victim of the gangster's fire.

"It's not that bad, Trist, look what it is."

Graves moved the box to Trist's feet, where he found that it not only contained a large number of bullets, but also a pair of magic pokers that had been found on his body in the corner.

This deck is a crucial deck, it's a lifesaver!

As long as they have the cards in hand, they can quickly teleport to a safer place, but they have to remove the cold shackles from their feet first.

As the two spoke, the black mist approached.

The black fog swept over like a tsunami, and the black torrent crashed into the docks, and several sailing ships parked in the mourning dock were swept into it, and the candles in the lamps hanging from the masts were blown to the ground, and then the light was swallowed up by the darkness.

Countless undead, as if from the darkest nightmares, are rolling in the black fog.

The Lord of Death shows its minions.

A tall Dread Knight with a crotch as large as a Chimera, leading the way.

In front of him lay a large black scythe, pale green flames surrounding the blade, and behind him were hordes of undead.

With his command, the undead left his side and hurried towards the docks of Bilgewater.

The undead crashed headlong into the hordes of ships, easily tearing everything apart.

Sails and cables dissolved to crumbs like rotting slices of meat.

The hull of the ship was thrown off the water and smashed into another ship, shattering even the heavy mast into pieces of wood.

A ghost flew into the hull of a sea-hunting ship, and the keel pierced through the hull and broke into several pieces.

In a single heartbeat, the whole ship froze into a lump of wood and sank like a full load of stones.

Trist saw the sailors hiding in the boat fall into the water, and something stuck out of their withered limbs and hooked mouths, dragging them to the bottom of the sea.

After the nearest ship was destroyed by the undead, the two were also directly exposed to the undead's field of vision, and they immediately rushed towards them with a roar.

"Come on, I'm looking for something to shoot." Graves pressed the heavy bullets into the magazine one by one, and then lit a cigar casually.

The cigars were also thoughtfully prepared in the box, which was fantastic.

The old smoker, who had been hungry for several days, took a few puffs, and immediately felt that his buzzing and aching head was much clearer, and even looking at the ghosts rushing towards him was like looking at a beautiful fairy, and quickly pulled out his gun and lifted the muzzle of the gun.

The fiery projectiles were extremely dense, they burned red, like a puff of flame from the muzzle of a gun, the power of Hextech was interpreted at this moment, and the huge sound shook the sea surface and spread a ripple, and the burning iron filings erupted overwhelmingly, tearing apart the ghost in front of him the moment Graves subconsciously closed his eyes.

The recoil of such a volcanic eruption was also unexpectedly great, and a single shot made Graves' arm sore and bloodied.

Of course, pure masters naturally don't care about this little injury, the gun is the same as a woman, the more powerful the better!

"Cool, this shot makes me feel hearty!"

"Cool hair! Can you stop shooting? ”

Trist, with his back to Graves, pulled out a card, emitting a grumpy red glow, and darted out at several walking dead on the docks. I saw a flash of red light, and the fiery magic explosion blew up the corpses of several gangsters who had awakened the black mist into stumps.

"Why? Don't shoot and wait to die? Graves turned his head and blew his beard and glared.

"Look over there for yourself!"

Graves looked in the direction Trist was pointing, and the Dreadknight had noticed them, and drove the Chimera under his crotch to charge at them from the sea, with countless undead guards on each side, like an army.

Graves immediately realized that the loud sound he made when he shot himself had drawn the army of the undead.

"Jeno, this kid is not kind, he deliberately made the gunfire so loud, let's attract firepower."

Trist disagrees with Graves.

"No, it should be Sarah's hands and feet, it's easy for her who knows guns well, she wants to use us as cannon fodder."

"That vicious woman is just a shady means."

As the threat of death approached, Graves set up his gun to the Dreadknight, and when he was close enough, he left to pull the trigger and leave him in ashes.

He was sure that all intrigues would be torn apart under his furious fire!

"I don't take part in any unfair bets, fools, don't take the risk."

Trist preemptively issued a yellow card, keeping the Dreadrider in place.

"Knock the stake to pieces, and I felt a powerful wave of magic, right there in the square."

"Hey, I didn't think of that." Graves smashed the stake that had tied them to pieces with a single shot, but the chain still tied one of their legs to pieces.

So the two of them ran towards the city in a two-person and three-legged way.

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