When the distance was close enough, Archahn began to vibrate his wings constantly, unlike the angel, his wings did not have a single feather, and he usually hid behind his back, and when he was about to take off, he needed to pump blood into it first.

The demonic wings, which continued to shake at an accelerated pace, created a gale aboard the Solace, and an unlucky crew member was blown straight off the deck.

It's a pity that he didn't have a chance to get eternal relief, and he was rolled up in mid-air by a tentacle belonging to the Solace, and then sent into the Solace's big mouth full of sharp teeth hidden underwater.

He will be chewed up, digested little by little, and become part of the Comfort Signal again, waiting for the next rebirth, and of course the most interesting whole process he will experience clearly.

Acharn's presence in the sky caused a little panic among the members of the Dingyuan, who had a hard time dealing with the flying creatures that came and went freely, and the kind of monsters that were usually dealt with by the more comprehensive Daybreak class in the fleet.

Achahn watched with satisfaction as the humans below began to panic, the sailors began to make mistakes, and began to fear, and then he tried to summon a poisonous rain, only to be blown away by a strong wind at sea.

Apparently Archahn is not educated in the climate, and he can't call the wind and rain like he does on land, at least not yet.

Annoyed, Achahn screamed and smashed into the deck of the Dingyuan, his sturdy armor smashing through the deck, and then he slaughtered inside the cabin, breaking through the hull on the other side and rushing out.

Archahn let out a wild laugh in the air, and inside the cabin, the tiny humans had the courage, and a few of the reactive sailors even pushed back a cannon that had already been ignited, and hit themselves in the nick of time.

He looked down at the black silver on his chest, shook his head disdainfully, circled half a circle on the starboard side of the Dingyuan, smashed the hull again, and rushed in.

How could the arrogant Archahn allow the humans who had hurt him to continue to exist? He's going to shit those damned human beings to pieces!

A group of Marines who had just rushed into the cabin did not have time to line up, and opened fire the moment they saw Achahn, but the bullets they fired were meaningless, and their enemy took them out with just one charge.

Achaon found the person he was looking for, but unfortunately it was too late, when the cannon was activated, they didn't have time to retreat, two of the three people were directly shocked to death, and one of the muscles and bones were broken, and he fell to the ground weakly and made a throat-cutting motion to Achahn, and then lost his breath.

It was the first time Archahn had encountered such a hard-nosed foe, the kind of person he had never come into contact with, neither in the game nor in reality.

In reality, the hardest thing Deedric has ever encountered is the street gangster, and he has seen many times the gangster who has just flaunted his might, nodding and bowing to another seemingly non-threatening person at the turn of the corner, as obedient as a pug.

Suddenly, Didric seemed to wake up from a sweet dream, and for the past few days he seemed to have unconsciously indulged in the identity of Achahn.

For some reason, before encountering more attacks, Deedric snatched the corpses of the Seris and flew out again along the hole he had just flown into.

The Solace can resurrect the dead and enslave their souls, which is what Deedric has seen in the crew, and he wants to resurrect these Cyris and talk to them about why they are not afraid of him.

In the previous battle, the Comfort was covered by the Dingyuan's fire, and the buildings on the deck were almost razed, but more sailors still climbed out of the cabin and continued their mission, and they bit the Dingyuan to the death.

The constant emergence of Nurgle spirits was like a ubiquitous cockroach, not only causing losses to the sailors of the Dingyuan, but also causing chaos on the deck in droves, and several Nurgle spirits even escaped the pursuit of Master Sanzang and bit the cable that held the sails in place.

This caused the speed of the Dingyuan to drop sharply, and the captain of the Dingyuan could not care about the transcendent flying around, he stood in the most conspicuous position, commanding the helmsman and other sailors, constantly changing direction, so that more gun positions could attack the Comfort.

The enemy is very strong, he has already sent a signal to the Zhiyuan, and I hope that the Zhiyuan will arrive in time.

Out of the captain's sight, three or five Nurgle spirits had already stared at the conspicuous old man, snickering at each other as if they had thought of some kind of joke.

"He snatched the bodies of several soldiers!" A group of marines, led by the captain, were furious, and the eyes of the soldiers burned with real flames: "it, we have to snatch the little plum back!" ”

Soon their opportunity came, the Comfort was more explosive under the frantic wriggling of the tentacles at the bottom of the ship, and when the Comfort approached the Dingyuan, the big mouth hidden under the sea bit the Dingyuan's hull like a shark!

A group of half-dead, half-dead sailors, staggering along the tentacles of the enemy's ship with rusty weapons, charged feebly, but they were greeted by the Marines determined to take revenge.

The Marines and sailors launched a reverse charge with wilder pace and soaring morale, as if it were not them who were bitten, as if the Dingyuan had been seeking close combat!

Rushing to the front is the warrior monk Feng Wuyi, a warrior monk wearing leather armor, wearing a pair of enchanted finger tigers in his gloves, and a large pot of holy water pinned to his waist.

Master Sanzang jumped on the side of the ship, banishing the Nurgle spirits while staring at the enemies in the sky, who were shouting his name, Achahn.

On the coastline in the distance, the shadow of the Zhiyuan has appeared, and it is rushing here, Master Sanzang calculated the distance between himself and Achahn, as well as the flight speed of the other party, took a deep breath, and slammed out of the mast!

"Bang!" The steel-and-iron master of Sanzang crashed into Achahn before he fell from exhaustion!

In the struggle, two men and several corpses smashed into the deck of the Comfort, and the sailor's body was absorbed into the deck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"We'll meet again, Seris!" Achahn laughed and walked into the cabin, he saw another large ship belonging to the Seris, he knew that the Solace could not withstand the onslaught, it needed to return to the bottom of the sea to lick its wounds.

"Nope! No! No! "A fellow villager was only one step away, scratching in vain at the deck of the Comfort, knocking over his nails, trying to retrieve some of the body, but all he got was a few pieces of clothing.

"Withdraw!" Master Sanzang saw the Zhiyuan speeding and gave an order to the sailors: "I'll stay!" I promise to take their bodies back! ”

"No, teacher, you go, I'll stay! I can't die! Feng Wuyi gave Master Sanzang a chance to react, and followed the passage where Achaen disappeared, and plunged headlong into the cabin.

Master Sanzang looked at the Zhiyuan, which was getting closer and closer, and had to drive the sailors who had already boarded the ship to retreat like an eagle catching chickens: "Good luck, my young apprentice!" ”