The cold swishing feeling woke up the sleeping Qian Wuwu, but before he opened his eyes, there was a flat thunder in his ears, and in the hurry, the black waves were pressed head-on.

With a bang, the waves crashed and smashed into pieces on the pitch-black rock wall behind him.

When the fine white foam faded, and the naked money was worry-free, he finally struggled to get up, but there were two more jellyfish on his head, like a strange hat.

Looking at the black water that reached the sky, Qian Wuwu was stunned on the spot, and the inky sea surface was like the scenery of the squid coast.

But as a maintenance engineer who shoulders the heavy responsibility of his family and drills ravines all day long, Qian Wuwu can swear that he has not been to a coastal province for three whole years, let alone any fantasy of a coastal vacation.

But no matter how hard Qian Wuwu tries, the illusion in front of him has no intention of dissipating.

The black coastline, the black tide, this strange scenery is full of familiarity.

The salty sea breeze surged wildly, and the moist water vapor swept through Qian Wuwu's face, and poured into the black cliffs, some of which burrowed into the deep cavern, bringing out a whining and howling, like a demon crying, but more mist climbed up the mountain with knives and axes, all the way over the top of the barren cliff, and disappeared at the end of the ceremonial tower made of human heads.

Wait a minute! Head!?

Looking at the hundreds of bloody heads, the money soaked in the water is worry-free and terrifying.

Frightened and inexplicable, Qian Wuwu turned around, and after the mist in the sea, twelve battleships with golden hollow levitating inscriptions lined up, and natural greenery shrouded the sea.

The rumbling artillery roared incessantly, and the brilliant light trails dragged by the flames were falling into the distant strait in succession.

At this moment, the roar of thunder pierced Qian Wuwu's ears again, and he shivered excitedly, and a ray of glory couldn't help but appear in his mind—this was the roar of the Beamon Behemoth.

"Beamon Behemoth!? High Elves' Chimera Battleships!? Squid Coast!? God, I'm ...... How do I get in the game? And it's still the lowest level of teaching battlefield? Qian Wuwu Mu was on the spot, but his head suddenly hurt sharply.

An even more violent black wave hit him, and as soon as Qian Wuwu's eyes were dark, he was pushed into the shadow of the cave behind him.

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