Where there are interests, there are conflicts, and where there is meat, there are flies. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The impulse of profit, in the final analysis, is the competition for resources.

The entire second floor of the Tower of Gods and Demons was wrapped in a vast ocean, and countless islands were scattered throughout the sea. Although Starfish City is the nominal ruler of the entire second layer, there are still countless pirate groups raging in the distant seas that the navy cannot reach.

The Bloody Hand Pirates are the best of these ocean hyenas. Born on a tropical island called Blood Bells, they grew from a small group of four pirates to nearly a thousand notorious thugs under the leadership of Captain Ernest.

"What we Bloody Hand Pirates fancy it," said the little black shadow above the giant's head with a pirate hat, "even the six major professional associations have to be obediently relinquished." ”

"I don't care what you like, I'll just ask if you deliberately wanted to hit our ship just now!" The panting Zhang Chao pointed at the other party and asked.

"That's nature. Not only you, but all those who want to enter Menes, we will kill them. ”

"You bastard, you hurt me!" For Zhang Chao, it was the other party that caused the four of them to abandon the ship and escape, and then made himself tired and half dead.

Pulling out his twin knives, a blood-colored aura spread out from Zhang Chao's body, and he rushed towards the giant with two kicks in a row.

Seeing the purple-scaled fish-man pounce with his teeth and claws, the giant shook off the giant anchor in his hand and smashed it down. The giant anchor smashed on the beach, shaking up a fog of sand.

The twin knives flashed, and Zhang Chao broke through the sand and fog and rushed straight up like a swimming dragon. He stepped on the giant anchor and accelerated, and after a few jumps, his twin knives were raised high, and he was about to stab at the giant's eyeballs.

"Funny." The little man above the giant's head smiled coldly and pulled out a strangely shaped box.

Seeing the villain's movements, Li Moyou felt bad in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

However, although Zhang Chao, who was stuck in the air, wanted to twist his body to dodge, he did not borrow any strength. I saw that the villain pressed a button on the box, and the iron box disintegrated instantly, turned into a steel fishing net, and covered the fishman in the air.

Zhang Chao had a trace of panic in his eyes, seeing that the steel fishing net was getting closer and closer to him, but he couldn't think of a countermeasure to solve it.

At this moment, a green light whistled past his ears, and he was picking up the fishing net, dragging it into the air.

"Come back, Superboy!" Li Moyou still maintained the posture of throwing a spear and shouted.

Nature's spear, active, consumes energy and consumes a seed. Summons the power of nature to infuse it with seeds to form a spear, and the longer the spear flies, the more damage it deals. Note: Depending on the nature of the seed, spears have some variability. Current level 2.

Zhang Chao nodded, and after landing on the ground, he swung his tail, and his belly landed on the ground and his pectoral fin slid down, returning to the three of them in an instant like a loach.

"Stand!" Li Moyou snorted lightly, holding the Bow of Punishment and pulling out an arc.

Although Menes' law stipulates that access to the secret realm is limited to strength below the warrior rank, even the warrior rank has a huge difference in strength. Li Moyou estimated that the two Bloody Hand Pirate NPCs had been crisscrossing the sea for many years, and they should have the strength of the BOSS level, so they didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and commanded everyone to put on a standing position when they brushed the book.

The waves curled and crashed down on the sand, and thunder roared in the distant storm. The warm afternoon sun hits the pyramids, reflecting the magnificent shore.

The four of them have cooperated many times, and at this time they have a clear division of labor. Li Moyou is responsible for long-range output, taking into account both control and command, Fishman is responsible for close-quarters output, Blood Demon is responsible for anti-damage after opening the demonic stance, and Xiao Loli is wearing heavy armor and is responsible for close-range entanglement.

A stream of green light shot out, and Li Moyou held a longbow and kept pulling the strings.

Piercing Cold, passive, any target you attack will receive a layer of Piercing Bone Marks (Marks can be stacked), after 5 layers of Marks, the target will fall into a Piercing Chill state, greatly reducing the movement speed, Qi and blood recovery speed, and the state lasts for 5 seconds. Current level 3.

Bone Splitting, Active (requires Bone Chill level 3 to unlock), consumes soul fire points, performs a physical strike on the target trapped in Bone Chill to deal a large amount of damage, has a chance to paralyze the target for 3 seconds, cooldown: 3 seconds.

Under the control effect of the biting cold and cracked bones, the giant always had a feeling of stagnation that he couldn't exert his strength. After being interrupted by the nasty skeleton that unleashed his skills again, the giant roared in annoyance, the giant anchor in his hand flew, and the whole person turned into a terrifying whirlwind, rushing towards the four of them.

This whirlwind slash seems to be menacing, but in fact it moves extremely slowly, and at Li Moyou's signal, the battle mage Efio cast a rune of "Wind Blessing" on everyone.

I saw a dark cyan obscure rune fall at Li Moyou's feet, and a radiant rune pattern bloomed in an instant, and Li Moyou's legs moved much faster.

"Pichu! You idiot! The high-pitched voice roared, "Are you going to stun me?" ”

"I'm sorry, Big Brother Famar." The giant panted with a giant anchor, "It's just that the damn skeleton is too annoying." ”

"You idiot! Now you can protect me and see how I clean them up. The thin figure called Famar jumped from the top of the giant's head.

"You've annoyed me, little one." Farmar carried a large brass-colored toolbox on his back and laid it out on the beach as he spoke.

"Enjoy the fire, hahahahaha." Farmar stepped on one of the pedals of the toolbox, only to see the toolbox emit a cacophony of metal rubbing, and then disintegrate and deform.

One, two, three...... With a full eighteen swarthy barrels, the toolbox turned into a terrifying turret, and Famar looked coldly at the four people in front of him, as if he was looking at a row of corpses.

"Boom, boom!"

The cannon roared, and the entire beach was blown up into a deep pit, and the blood demon, who had no time to react, was shot in the head, and half of his arm was blown to pieces.

"What to do, Captain!" Zhang Chao took a few slips, hid behind a rock, and asked anxiously. Having managed to get through the maelstrom of danger, he didn't want to fall short here.

Li Moyou shouted at the other three: "You guys hide first!" Then he pulled out a handful of seeds and ran around Famar in circles, scattering them all over the sand.

Successive explosions rang out behind his feet.

Famar laughed wildly, enjoying the pleasure of the artillery fire, the metal shells crumbling in rows, and the explosion swept across the beach.

"Squeak." After a box of bullets was fired, Famar was about to reload when a lush green suddenly bloomed in his sight.

That's an endless ocean of grass!

"Damn! What a trick this is. As far as the eye could see, the lush grass nearly a meter high covered the entire sandy beach around Famar, obscuring his vision.

Jungle Ambuster, a herbaceous plant commonly found in tropical wetlands, reproduces and grows at an astonishing rate. At the ripening stage, the leaf veins are wide, and the main stem can be nearly half a meter high, which has an excellent hiding effect.

I have to say that Li Moyou's superb strategic mind has completely brought into full play the versatility of plant hunters. Any seemingly weak plant can play a significant role in his hands.

The sea breeze stirred through the grass and rippled one after another.

Famar hesitantly looked around, the giant Pichu behind him, nervously clutching the anchor.

Silence is the best prelude to a storm.

Li Moyou and the others hid in the grass, each holding a weapon, and slowly approached Famar in the middle of the grass.