Just when Lin Hao was nervous about Xiao Gu's strange changes, what he didn't notice was that the water level in this area was constantly dropping, as if something was constantly squirming under the sea, and it seemed that it would break through the sea and appear in front of him in the next second. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But before that, a crack suddenly appeared in the void, and then a trace of black mist floated out of it, and then the water surface that had been falling suddenly trembled like a human body, and the sea water suddenly emerged out of nowhere, and the sea surface rose rapidly, and then a whirlpool rose from the bottom of the sea and began to rotate non-stop.

At the same time, the volume of the black mist also began to expand rapidly, and at such a close distance, Lin Hao and Xiao Gu did not have the slightest chance to react, they were enveloped by that black mist. However, unlike before, the black mist had only expanded wildly for a few breaths, and then it suddenly stopped, and then began to swell quickly towards the sudden surging whirlpool of the sea.

When the two came into contact with each other, there was not a trace of energy fluctuation, as soft as a breeze blowing on people's cheeks.

But at that moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be stunned, and it seemed that everything had lost its luster at this moment.

After a few breaths, everything returned to calm, and above the sea, the black fog disappeared completely, and the surging whirlpool before seemed to have never appeared, and as for the figures of Lin Hao and Xiao Gu, they also disappeared......

At the same moment when Lin Hao's figure disappeared, on the "Warrior", the sailors looked at the dozens of simple "ships" made of wooden planks in front of them as if they were facing a great enemy.

And on each of the plank-made "ships" stood at least four or five Ghanaian fishmen, armed with swords or spears, all staring at the sailors on the Warrior.

On top of the "ship" at the front, there stood several Ghanaian fishmen who looked a little different, and compared to the ordinary Ghanaian fishmen, these guys appeared stronger and more powerful, and the weapons in their hands constantly reflected the metallic luster in the sunlight. In addition, the faces of these fish-men are all tattooed with some strange patterns, which seem to indicate that they are different from ordinary fish-men.

To people's surprise, standing among these special Ghanaian fishmen was an old man who looked like he was about to die.

The old man's face was already crawling with wrinkles, and even the scales that the Cana fishman was proud of had long since lost their original luster on the old man's body, but his palm, which was like dead wood, was still clutching a scepter made of unknown material, as if he was holding not a scepter, but a ...... own life.

Even those few Ghanaian fishmen with obviously special identities all stood behind the old man, as if expressing their respect for the old man.

"Young sailors, you have shown your bravery to our people, but you are no match for our warriors, surrender and serve my people, I can consider sparing your lives." A hoarse voice came out of the old man's mouth, but it surprised the sailors.

The Cana fish-people are notoriously barbaric and intellectually retarded, and the sailors did not expect that the old man in front of them could speak the lingua franca of the human race.

First mate Ted has taken off his symbolic trench coat at some point, revealing a strong muscle, and in his right hand, he is still holding the dark battle axe, I don't know if he has drunk too much enemy blood, the color of the dark battle axe seems to have become a little brighter than before, and the killing aura attached to it is also getting heavier and heavier.

Slowly stepping on the deck, Ted waved the dark battle axe in his hand as if he hadn't heard the old man's words at all, and then looked straight ahead, with a strong battle intent in his eyes.

The sailors did not speak, they were silent one by one, but they just pulled out the scimitar in their hands, revealing the sharp teeth in their mouths, and then looked at these Ghanaian fishmen in front of them viciously, and made a provocative throat cutting motion.

The Warrior was surrounded by the Ghanaian Fishmen, and even if they tried to escape, it would be impossible.

As for surrender...... For these sailors, there is always only one person who can make them submit, and that is their captain, whether the other party is alive or ...... Or die.

Seeing the movements of Ted and the sailors, the Cana fishmen on the other side were completely enraged, waving their swords one by one, eager to dismantle these hateful guys in eight pieces in the next second.

But at this moment, the old man of the Gana Fishman clan standing at the front slowly raised his right hand, and when he saw the old man's movements, these guys, who had always been irritable, rarely stopped moving, and then obediently withdrew the swords in their hands, but one by one they still glared angrily at the sailors on the "Warrior", as if they were reluctant to kill these guys directly with their eyes.

This kind of thing happened to this group of irritable, bloodthirsty, and crazy Ghanaian fishmen, and the sailors were also a little dumbfounded, and then they looked at the old man with a calm face one by one, who could command this group of barbarian guys, and the other party's ability should definitely not be underestimated.

"Keep resisting, and you will die. Submit to my people, and you will lose your self-righteous dignity as human beings, but you will survive. As long as you live, there is hope. If you're dead, you'll have nothing. The old man's voice sounded again, although the voice was not loud, but it was heart-wrenching.

But it's a pity that he met Lin Hao's sailors, a group of sinister and cunning, money-like but stubborn guys.

Seeing that the group of people in front of him were unmoved, the old man sighed, then turned his back and said lightly: "Aguli, get rid of them, remember, a ...... Do not stay. ”

Faint words came out of the old man's mouth, but for these sailors, it was equivalent to an ultimatum from death.

"Yes, Honorable Priestess." A Ghanaian fishman standing beside the old man replied.

It's just that this special Cana fish-man hasn't made any moves, but on the deck, Ted has already raised the tunnel pistol, and then aimed at the old man, and pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

With the sudden sound of bullets, the battle between these sailors under Lin Hao and this group of Cana fishmen officially began...... Prologue.