If you want to say that the most valuable thing in the wreck of the Corvese Bull is naturally the ramming horn made from a pair of giant horns of the giant bull.

Modi remembers the wreck because of the game's fame.

He reached the bow of the wreck, where the entire shipwreck was upside down, the superstructure was buried deep in the mud, and all he could see was the spiky bottom.

However, this did not bother him, and he directly summoned a giant psionic excavator.

The psionic mechanical energy of the Ward Continent comes from the psionic crystal, which can naturally be activated in the water, and Modi controlled the huge mechanical arm to rise high and sink to the bow of the ship.

The shipwreck's hull was made of solid cypress wood, but it had been rotted and softened by the blisters, and the bucket brought up a tumbling current that would break through the hull and sink deep into the mud.

Soon, two giant gray horns more than three meters long with curves appeared in front of Modi.

【Covise Running Bull Crashing Corner】

【Special Items】

[Effect: Attack 20-25, on top of that, the impact angle will gain an attack damage bonus based on the ship's movement speed]

[Additional Skill: Dreadnought Charge (Increases the ship's movement speed by 30%, is not affected by the slow effect, lasts 10 seconds, and has a cooldown of 1 hour.】 ）】

[Durability: 60/60]

[Requirements: Warship]

[Note: The Cow Run of the Corvise!] Charge! 】

The roots of the two giant horns are as thick as an adult's hug, but the tips are unusually sharp, and the mud stains on them have been scrubbed clean by Modi, reflecting the luster of metal in the sunlight that penetrates the water, and the cold light is daunting.

Modi nodded with satisfaction, it is said that before the sinking of the Corvise, there were at least 10 large warships destroyed on the two ramming horns, and they were all overkill on the armed merchant ship Intrepid.

Then he went into the cabin and searched carefully, and harvested a total of four Black Rock Essences, and one Psionic Essence, but other than that, nothing else was found.

He didn't stay in this place much longer, and quickly dived away.

For the next few days, Modi wandered around the Bosque Candy Lake, searching for the materials and items he needed.

Although his strength had weakened in the water, there were still not many monsters in the lake that could threaten him, and it didn't take long for him to gather the core hub of the reinforcement circle and fire prevention circle on the Dreadnought.

Galia entered his working hours again.

And Modi didn't sit idle, as he traveled north along Kira, another small tributary of Bosque Candy Lake, to force the fish people of the Black Trout tribe to work as free labor, and to start a dirtwork with a giant psionic excavator.

……

For the many fish-man tribes who came to Bosque Candy Lake after the cataclysm, the end of each month was the last day they wanted to face.

Because at this time, the Megalodon tribe will send patrols to collect offerings - this is just a nice title, in fact, it is to collect protection money, the Megalodon tribe is greedy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is robbery.

As the day came, Courtois became more and more restless and fearful.

The Black Trout tribe is already poor, and in order to make money, they even accept the employment of landers, and in the past, they can barely satisfy the appetite of the Megalodon tribe.

But recently, due to the coercion of the human boy named Dimo, the entire tribe has been forced to work as a hard laborer, and there is no income at all.

The Megalodon tribe will not receive the offerings that satisfy them, and will inevitably inflict cruel punishment on the black trout tribe.

Courtois shuddered when he thought of the grouper tribe that had been slaughtered by more than 700 people two years ago because they had underpaid 100 psionic crystals.

The Megalodon tribe only needs a full patrol brigade to wipe out the black trout tribe.

Courtois, of course, was not one to sit still, and at this point, he thought he should lead the tribe to escape from the lake and find a safe habitat again.

It's a pity that now his fate is no longer in his own hands, and under the coercion of that Dimo, their tribe has to stay.

And as long as they stay, they will inevitably suffer the wrath of the Megalodon tribe.

Courtois knew that this was the vicious method used by Dimo to force them to be hostile to the Megalodon Tribe, but he could only pinch his nose and admit that they had no other choice but to cooperate with the other party to overthrow the Megalodon Tribe.

However, the Megalodon Tribe is too powerful, even if the other party has let him return to the tribal station, and mobilized the entire tribe to prepare to ambush the Megalodon Tribe Patrol, setting up enough ambush arrangements, he still has no confidence.

Today's sky is overcast, and even the Bosco Candy Lake is dimly lit, as if a low black cloud is about to press to the bottom of the water, and the whole lake is filled with an oppressive atmosphere.

The Black Trout tribe is located in a semi-natural underwater grotto, which has been processed to accommodate almost the entire tribe and fishmen.

This grotto is narrow on the outside and wide on the inside, and it is an easy to defend and difficult to attack terrain.

Courtois arrived in the parlor early in the morning, and after waiting for a long time, the news came from his fishmen that the Megalodon Patrol had been spotted.

He sat nervously in his chair, waiting for the Megalodon patrol to arrive, but his eyes glanced at the back of a stone pillar at the back of the parlor.

After casting a black mist, Dimo disappeared from that place, and before that, he was ordered to pay attention to the patrol leader after the arrival of the megalodon patrol, and then the other party would unleash a thunderbolt to kill the patrol leader, and then destroy the entire patrol in one fell swoop.

God knows how that kid disappeared out of thin air, and how he will appear out of thin air to attack, the other party is too mysterious and powerful, it may not be possible to deal with the megalodon tribe, but it is more than enough to deal with him.

He was sandwiched between these two powerhouses, as if he was sitting on a brazier and being roasted, and he couldn't help but be frightened.

……

Not long after Courtois' men spotted the Megalodon Patrol, a tall fishman nearly two meters tall, covered in silver armor and scales, swaggered through the grotto passage into the interior of the Black Trout Tribe, surrounded by a large group of fishmen.

"Courtois! Kalivalitaku! From afar, the fish-man shouted unceremoniously.

Courtois hurriedly greeted him, putting on a flattering gesture, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

The person who came was the leader of this megalodon patrol brigade, the fish-man knight Whiter, one of the eight second-order powerhouses of the megalodon tribe, although this fish-man was strong, but his temperament was rough and reckless, and he was arrogant and domineering.

As soon as he came up, he arrogantly demanded that he hand over all this month's offerings.

In the past, Courtois might have had a headache, but he preferred the fish-man prophet Keotto, who was easier to deal with, than this fierce barbarian, who gave people a little room for delay, and would not be unreasonable and push people into a corner.

But now, rudeness often means carelessness, and Whitetrull was clearly unaware of the ambush in the grotto, he didn't pay any attention to the Black Trout tribe, and even his mount, the Megalodon, was left outside the grotto.

This undoubtedly increases the success rate of the ambush.