Heinrich clearly sensed that the breath belonging to Morias quickly fell silent in Xu Yichen's body, and the arrogant champion just dissipated from this world, although Heinrich believed that the Lord of Desire could easily resurrect Morias again in the subspace, but he didn't know what reason the Lord of Desire had to resurrect a worthless loser.

Heinrich even felt some kind of admiration from the Lord of Desire in the Sea of Psionic Energy, as if he was marveling at the potential that Xu Yichen had shown in the process of destroying Morias, or some kind of accident beyond his calculations.

Obviously, although the Lord of Desire did not get Xu Yichen's blood, he also gained some kind of harvest from the death of Morias, and the joy of the Lord of Desire drove the entire sea of spiritual energy, making Heinrich tremble and shrink himself again.

He was a little worried that he would be ordered by the Lord of Desire to take over the task of Morias, and Heinrich was now sure that he still couldn't deal with the damn New Huaxia.

His illusions, his bewitching abilities could not shake the other party's will, in addition to Xu Yichen's own steely heart, there was obviously some kind of power that Heinrich could not understand to protect the other party.

And Xu Yichen's body was also immune to distortions from subspace, and Heinrich didn't want to risk being lit into a sky lantern by the other party with that strange flame to fight such an invulnerable monster in close and hand-to-hand combat.

Wait a minute...

Heinrich carefully felt the battlefield in the distance, and he once again felt a hint of Morias in that illuminated ocean.

That breath, which came from the inside of the new Chinese person's body, was very faint, but very active.

The fierce battle caused the oxygen reserves in Xu Yichen's body to drop rapidly, but it was not to the point of life-threatening, and many of the enhancement surgeries that this body endured took into account the situation of Brother Astarte exposed to the space environment.

At the end of the battle, the muscles quickly entered a state of low consumption, greatly relieving the demand for oxygen, and the speed of blood flow slowly decreased under the regulation of special organs, and the original violent beating of the two hearts like war drums gradually turned into a soothing lullaby.

Xu Yichen's consciousness is still awake, only oxygen is still supplying the brain at full power, but as long as he is willing, he will enter a certain dormant state within a few seconds, allowing himself to completely enter a state of low consumption, and the remaining oxygen in his body is enough to last more than ten days in this state.

The cold sea water, the dim firelight, and the silent world, all of this gave Xu Yichen an urge to leave everything behind and fall asleep now, but the fate of the whole world weighed on him like a thousand burdens, just like the pressure of water from all directions, which made Xu Yichen instinctively refuse any idea of relaxation.

What Xu Yichen didn't know was that this kind of thought was the gift from Nurgle in his body, the talent that allowed him to quickly recover from all his injuries, which was gradually fermenting with the evil god Nurgle's interference in this world.

It was at this time that a somewhat abrupt consciousness suddenly appeared in his mind, he had just killed the famous Slaanesh champion Morias, this was a great achievement, a glory to boast about, and the impact of this event was far-reaching, even enough to affect the entire battle situation, and the war between humanity and chaos would take a turn because of this incident.

Xu Yichen's mind instinctively refuted this idea, he had already eliminated the champions of the evil gods, and even faced the divine choice several times, the spokesmen of these evil gods in the world were just puppets chosen by them in the power that could not directly interfere with the world, it could not be so important.

Subsequently, Xu Yichen realized that the appearance of this idea was so sudden, and it was not born based on his thinking pattern at all, this idea was deliberately instilled in him by others.

Morias, Xu Yichen immediately remembered the last time the other party had a strange resurrection.

Xu Yichen opened his eyes in the water, shook his head, and completely shattered the thought just now in the depths of his consciousness: "Morias, compared to what I carry, you are not even a stumbling block on the road, you are dead, don't continue to be unsettled, as my enemy, at least lose a little more generously." ”

You don't want to die like this, I'm also very embarrassed, I really didn't take you seriously, I'm sorry.

With this thought, the thoughts in Xu Yichen's mind quickly dissipated, and there was not even a little residue left.

Heinrich was still watching from a distance, and this time he was sure that the will that belonged to Morias had completely dissipated in this world, and he also saw that the new Chinese man had removed his armor from the water and allowed the weight to sink.

Xu Yichen waved it with his remaining hand, and the chainsaw sword [War Scourge] quickly shuttled through the depths of the ocean, returning to the storage space that Xu Yichen had taken back to his hand, and then he began to paddle upwards vigorously.

Swimming may be the weakest of many sports for Xu, but in fact, he abhors both underwater and gravity-free environments, and he has long avoided fighting in both environments.

The techniques he learned since childhood have become rootless water in these two environments, and they cannot be used arbitrarily, even if they are thermal weapons, they must be completely re-adapted to ballistics, but war is war, and Xu Yichen can only accept it.

Wang Andong and the rest of the crew have completely taken over the two elven warships, and the player spellcaster has taken over the work of the elven captain, somewhat jerkily manipulating the magic core to push the battleship to move.

"Sir, it's been twenty-seven minutes." A soldier stood behind Wang Anton and reminded, "The casters have adapted to the maneuvering of these ships. ”

"Do it, sink the enemy ship!" Wang Anton immediately gave the order.

Since Morias dissolved in mid-air, Wang Anton ordered his spellcasters to take over the unconscious elven crew, and without Morias's deterrence, he was confident that he would win this two-on-four naval battle.

Anyway, no matter who wins or loses below, it won't affect the battle situation on the sea.

Xu Yichen won, they naturally don't have to worry about the loser, if Xu Yichen unfortunately loses, then they can be regarded as earning back.

Arnold was the first to notice the movement of the human warship, but at the same time, he also felt a relief from the depths of his soul, as if some shackles had been broken.

The ship's deeply corrupted elven crew members fell to the ground almost immediately, not knowing whether they were alive or dead, while the few crew members who were as corrupt as he were were frozen.

"Raise the white flag! We surrender! Arnold gave the order.

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