Yang Yuefan took advantage of the fact that the Zhiyuan and Dingyuan did not enter the port, and took the time to go offline.

The situation in Wangxiang City is relatively stable for the time being, Nangong Yujun is holding the [Mechanical Heart] in a fortress, in the past twelve days, in addition to eating and drinking, he has not even taken off his helmet, and the magic crystal as a driving energy source is poured into it, and the more it is connected to the server, the more they dare not take it lightly.

Master Steve has been very honest lately, and has not been out of his room for three days, and Mrs. Li has sent someone to monitor him, and it is said that he entered the witch's black tower alone, and when he came out, the bridge of his nose was broken.

Yang Yuefan estimated that no one else in the Black Tower had this strength except for Aiferal, and he knew that there was a master in Wangxiang City who was on his side and whose strength was infinitely close to the legendary level, so he was both relieved and worried.

God knows if Efilal will explode on the spot one day? And then blow up an entire army of Chaos Demons and push Wangxiang City flat?

Fortunately, the witches were also worried about this problem, and since the construction of the Black Tower, they have almost kept themselves in it without leaving their homes.

Yang Yuefan wiped off the nutrient solution on his body, and every time he fell asleep in the life-support cabin and woke up again, it was a permanent damage to the human body, because it was almost a process of quick freezing and then thawing.

But as a bigwig of the relevant departments, if Yang Yuefan has the heart to worry about what will happen in ten years, he is a dog.

Yang Yuefan is not a dog, he is a person, so he is more worried that he will not even have a chance to go offline in his sleep, and his body in reality will be eaten by chaos monsters.

Achaen, this damn guy has been quite honest recently, Yang Yuefan observed through the isolation door for a while, and found that the life support cabin containing Xu Yichen's body and the life support cabin containing Achahn's body had no abnormal index, so he put his heart back in his stomach.

Just when Yang Yuefan was relieved and was about to return to the game to deal with the isolation and epidemic prevention affairs of the Dingyuan, Acharn's life-support cabin suddenly revealed a reading that broke through the previous peak.

"This is probably, should, perhaps, be the cabin of the Consolation." Warrior Monk Feng Wuyi explained a little weakly: "But I've walked here for more than three thousand meters, and I haven't found any obvious arc, so I can't be sure where this is." ”

"Let's judge our position through practice." The Demon Hunter was a man of action, and he wasted no time, he directly took out the [War Calamity] greatsword and stabbed the violently rotating sharp teeth into the flesh wall.

"This swill blood that seems to be mixed with feces, are you throwing a party in the belly of a great disrespectful!" The soul of the Bloodletter, Tyranx, conveyed its own strong protest through the Scourge of War.

Xu Yichen guessed that what he was doing now was definitely the last thing that Dicks wanted to experience, after all, the bloodletter who had been tortured by himself several times had been autistic for a long time.

"O terrible man! Stop, I'm throwing up! "The Horrors are trying to slow down [Warscoe], but it's not the true owner of the weapon.

The warrior monk Feng Wuyi was also about to vomit from the foul smell of dirty blood and rotten flesh, but when he saw Xu Yichen, who had dug more than a meter deep in the wall in less than a minute, he was even more determined that he would not give up his weapon.

In the future, if anyone tries to persuade me to make a poverty vow or something, I will introduce him to my boss and let them talk to him alone.

As Xu Yichen's excavation progressed, the warrior monk noticed that the intestinal passages around him seemed to be twisting and wriggling, as if he had been stimulated by something.

Feng Wuyi suddenly had a not very good feeling: "Head, wait a minute!" It's like"

Before he could finish speaking, the entire passage suddenly twitched violently, and the warrior monk and demon hunter were suddenly ejected like foreign objects stuck in their throats.

After a series of extremely violent pushes and rolls, the warrior monk Feng Wuyi finally saw where he was now.

The decaying interior of a wooden battleship was littered with moss-like covering, and what had once belonged to the keel had been replaced by a spine of unknown creatures, covered with slender tentacles that were spitting slime and mending holes in the hull.

The warrior monk saw a hollow the size of a basin not far from him, which should have been caused by the shelling of the Dingyuan, and the pitch-black sea water was on the other side of the hollow, and some unknown force prevented the sea water from flowing in.

They're really inside the Solace now, and they're still at the bottom of the sea.

Feng Wuyi glanced back at the place where he was squirted out, a hideous giant mouth that occupied a wall alone was still coughing up blood, looking at that posture, like a tuberculosis patient.

But as a person who had just 'traveled' in it, Feng Wuyi couldn't laugh at it, he felt that his stomach was also churning, and then he fell on the ground and vomited violently.

The warrior monk lying on the ground saw pale worms wriggling among the decaying woodwork, each almost the length of his fingernail. They were glowing, they had many eyes, they had teeth, and these maggots were everywhere, and many of them had crawled up his body.

The silver flames were blazing, spreading from behind, dispersing the swarm of insects on the warrior monk's body, Xu Yichen patted him on the shoulder: "Don't vomit in a hurry, I believe that there must be more disgusting scenes in this ship, let's go around and see if we can find that bastard named Achaun." ”

No, I don't like your description at all, it makes me even more disgusting, Feng Wuyi wiped the corners of his mouth and followed Xu Yichen step by step, he noticed that where Xu Yichen passed, all the disgusting things flinched, and the deck of the Comfort revealed its original color, and then began to seep water.

Archaon knew that the Solace had been wounded again, that it had been sunk by the same enemies again, and that this time it was doing much better than the previous ones, and that perhaps the next time the victors would not be those Seris.

He didn't like life on the Solace, but he couldn't get out of here, he raised his glass and took a sip of the blood, it tasted like a thick soup made of acid and rotting organs, but it did nourish Archahn's body.

He pondered his future plans with nausea, and this reckless life fulfilled all the fantasies that had ever arisen in his mind, even the most pompous dream scenes, he had experienced them one by one.

He was starting to get bored, and he wanted to have more fun to fill his deepening emptiness.

"Master, there are intruders on board." A sailor who had no legs, instead of a fish's tail structure, crawled over on the deck: "What should we do?" ”