Actions together with Nuremberg were always swift and effective.

"Something doesn't seem right." After checking the body of the creature lying on the ground, the Shadow Guardian had a hint of doubt.

"Is there anything wrong?" Nuremberg asked directly, and she didn't think there was anything strange.

"People don't die." The Shadow Guardian stood up.

"People are not dead? Weird, isn't it? "Nuremberg still doesn't think there's anything strange, isn't it normal for the ship's mother to not make a dead move?

"It wasn't like that last time, and it wasn't like that with King Kong just now." The Shadow Guardian stepped over the unconscious humanoid object.

"You mean?" Nuremberg reacted, the last time in Africa, indeed, it was very neat, although the city was destroyed in the end, but she and the Shadow Guardian followed up to go there, perhaps, only they knew, the corpses buried in that place.

"Wang Yu is definitely not a good person. Now that I think about it, the ship's mother who accompanied him last time was also very strange, and the average ship's mother didn't care so much about people's lives. The Shadow Guardian said lightly, "Besides, he seems quite sure that someone will take over next...... No, this is Oceania, and someone will definitely take over. Eventually, the Shadow Guardian turned into self-talk, with Nuremberg waiting.

......

"Hey, don't kill you." Wang Yu frowned when he saw De Moines dragging a thick stick and pouring out his anger fiercely.

"Huh? Do you have an opinion? De Moine glared at Wang Yu fiercely.

"Sort of, because it's going to be a bit of trouble afterwards." Wang Yu has temporarily left the back of prestige.

"Hush." Des Moine shook off the stick, she had just been rushed out and beaten by this group of people, and her feet were still a little numb and had not fully recovered - she glanced at the head maid, thinking about the heroic posture of the head maid just now, smacking her tongue, slightly annoyed, she still seemed to be a little tender, inexperienced, and still had shortcomings in the high-level battle columns and battle patrols.

"I'll make you a cake later, so bear with me now." Wang Yu smiled, and then asked, "Why hasn't the black fog here dispersed yet?" ”

"I don't know, I've already opened my mouth in a lot of places." Des Moines turned his face away.

"Really? Reputation? Is this black fog dangerous to you? Wang Yu also asked about prestige unceremoniously.

Prestige didn't answer, and stretched out a hand to try the black mist that spread out, "The sensitivity has decreased, slightly eroded, it's not a big deal, you can stay in it for a long time—and, at this concentration, ...... Resentment can't erode anything, not indefinitely. ”

"Alright, take it back." Wang Yu said, "Show me your hand." ”

Prestige wordlessly withdrew his hand from the black mist and handed it to Wang Yu.

Hestia also leaned over curiously—and Joan of Arc.

Wang Yu grabbed the prestige's hand and carefully checked it over and over, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he vaguely felt that the prestige's hand didn't seem to be as white and flawless as before, as if it had a trace of black gas.

"You're going to have the cheekiness to catch it for as long as you want." De Moine couldn't stand it and said coldly.

Wang Yu was embarrassed and withdrew his hand.

Prestige silently withdrew his hand and hid it behind him.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was even more embarrassed, "There's no need for you to take that risk, just leave it to me next." ”

"What are you kidding!" "Master, with all due respect......." "Admiral...... "Hey!"

"Stop, stop, I'm safe, I'm a different admiral, I tried it when I was in the amusement park, it's okay." Wang Yu stopped everyone's babbling.

"Really?" Prestige looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course." Wang Yu directly put his hand into the black mist, waved it a few times casually, and then withdrew his hand.

Prestige doesn't care about anything else, after grabbing Wang Yu's hand, he looked at it carefully, and it seemed to be exchanged with the previous situation.

"It's okay." Wang Yu also felt a little embarrassed.

After Prestige checked Wang Yu's hand, he raised his head and stared at Wang Yu with beautiful eyes.

Wang Yu looked at her and looked at each other......

"Ahem, ahem." Hestia coughed twice, grabbed Wang Yu's hand and checked it.

Prestige bowed his head slightly, took his hand, and stood aside.

Des Moines glanced over from time to time.

Hestia and Yukikaze checked the Admiral's hand together, "Strange, very healthy reaction, no adverse reaction at all. ”

"Okay, then I'll go in early, maybe I can turn off the machine related to the black fog, and I'll leave the outside affairs to you." Wang Yu nodded, and walked directly into the black fog with the knife in the sight of the ship's mother.

"Prestige, what you've come up with." Joan of Arc's voice was low, low into the ears of prestige.

Prestige didn't answer, just waited near the black mist.

The black mist emerged from the breached, then drifted upwards, spread under the ceiling, and then spread from all directions and soared upwards.

When the first wisps of black fog flew out of the ground, a certain ship girl suddenly covered her bleeding eyes.