Time was ticking, but it wasn't boring for everyone who was in the team gathering area.

"Hi Baker, have you heard about the recent rumors?"

A supernatural hand-to-hand combat pro with a sailor knife leaned on the table in the regional tavern and watched the crowd with some boredom.

He has some kind of strong fishy smell from his body, which makes it not very popular with players in his vicinity.

Of course, for those who have a keen sense of transcendence, they can catch the will of the sea from this strong fishy smell.

Just like the difference between a sea fish and a freshwater fish, there are always some unavoidable differences between the transcendent characters who are active on the sea and the adventurers who walk on land.

"Rumors? And you want to tell a story about you and the mermaid princess? ”

The organist bard named Baker took one look at the fellow, then stopped his organ and prepared to change to a more pleasant score.

And at this time, the words of the extraordinary player from a certain sea area made his actions pause:

"No, no, no, if you want to hear it, I don't mind telling you about Mr. Latin-Jack's affair overnight."

"That's enough, Jack, if you're going to say, maybe we'd like to hear the story of you and the cannibal warrior woman......"

On the other side, a player who seemed to know them well couldn't help but complain.

"Well, looks like you guys didn't have enough luck today."

"Not everyone can hear about me and the mermaid princess!"

Latin-Jack shrugged, and then he pulled a scroll from his waist that seemed to be dripping with seawater.

The reels were covered in wet marks, but it looked as if it had remained that way for a long time.

"Scroll of the Deep? It does look like big news......"

Savvy players couldn't help but get closer, even though the fishy smell of Latin-Jack's body from the nature of the sea did make them a little uncomfortable.

However, compared to the bad state encountered during the adventure, it only made them a little unhappy.

It's just that it's worth the harsh circumstances compared to the rare big news — of course, this refers to the big news that Latin-Jack does give.

Otherwise, there may be some grumpy players who ask him to practice a few moves in the arena.

For players in the transcendent stage, combat is something they take for granted.

Especially for many players, they are not good at words or expressions, and combat is arguably the easiest way to communicate:

They don't even have to organize swearing, they just need to punch each other in the face.

"Yes, the Scroll of the Deep—a scroll of communication from the powerful Grand Dukes of the Deep."

Latina Jack, with a stroke of bells and whistles, pinned the Deepsea Roll to the walls of the tavern with a short knife.

With the splash of water, a picture that looked a little deep appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

And at this time, Latin-Jack explained next to him:

"A new Plane Destroyer has been born!"

Latin-Jack's voice suddenly turned cold, and there seemed to be a chill in the air.

However, the players present basically belong to the existence of those who have seen strong winds and waves, so naturally few people pay attention to his performance.

But this did not discourage Latin-Jack, who continued to say in that cold voice that seemed to drip water:

"Be wary of your planes, the Grand Dukes of the Deep are plotting and they are studying this newly born Plane Destroyer......"

Then, Latin-Jack reverted to his previous tone, only to see him cut his sailor knife through the air in a few bells and whistles, and then he pointed his knife at a certain passage in the deep picture and said:

"This guy is known to be an evil powerful warrior monk......"

"Hmm, let me see his name......"

"Easy ...... Autumn? Strange naming style, but I've come across guys with this naming style. ”

"Perhaps, I can invite him for a drink, so that he may let my plane go?"

Latin-Jack picked up a glass of rum with his knife, and just as he was about to drink it, he heard a calm voice from behind him:

"Sounds like a good proposition, if the wine is good......"

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"It seems that I won ......"

Nock Sath looked at the last enemy ship that crashed into the sea of stars, and there was no change in his expression on his face scarred by the explosion of the fleet.

Yes, when he personally cut down the battleship of the young commander of the other side with his own blade, he knew that it was all over.

He is the new destiny!

And at this time, he heard an intermittent public channel voice from the enemy ship that had not yet been blown up:

"You...... will make ...... Alliance, towards savage and primitive...... You will become, the ...... of the sins of this world."

"Nourishing ......"

Finally, with a dazzling fire, everything fell into a dull sizzling sound......

"Let's go, go and receive our kingdom!"

Nock Sass said, looking back at his equally silent followers.

Perhaps Nork-Sass had left too many personal traces in this army that they could easily distinguish from the Alliance, for they always had a certain unruly gloom on their faces.

They don't talk much, preferring to use force.

They don't know what fate Nock Sass will lead them to.

But when he mentions the blade, it's always full of thoughts of following him.

After all, that's a reckless guy who dares to take a planet and declare war on an alliance that rules several galaxies!

And they are following such reckless men!

And at this time, Nock Sass looked up at the vast sea of stars.

Among them, countless stars dotted with technological fires are blooming with their own light.

It's just that for Nock Sath, the originally incomparably vast sea of stars seems to have begun to become less formidable with the swing of his blade......

Yes, it's big, so big that no one can completely cross it on its own.

However, it also doesn't seem to be as vast as it seems.

All it takes is a smart brain, and he can thoroughly understand the mysteries of this sea of stars.

And soon, he will become the new master of this sea of stars.

Agitated? Excited?

Nock Sass looked at the blades that had been bent in the air due to the explosion of the enemy ship.

He looked at the hideous, brutal-looking face that appeared above the blade:

"What do I yearn for?"

The next moment, he closed his eyes for a moment, as if in contemplation of something.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes:

When he closed his eyes, he recalled a lot of things.

He saw a lot of respectable enemies, and he also saw a lot of difficult battles that he remembered.

But in the end, what he saw was the same person who now seemed clumsy, recklessly fiddling with a statue from an exotic land in the room......

"It turns out that you already knew ......"

Through the long river of time and memory, Nock Sass stared at the golden eyes that still made him feel that he couldn't look directly......

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