Chapter 558: This Isn't My Pot!

Chapter 558 of the main text, this is not my pot!

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Several humans on the ship had different thoughts, doubts and surprises, but for Quislin, things seemed to have slipped towards the result he least wanted to see, the elven commander's face changed several times, but it seemed that he still had the last glimmer of hope, and he said categorically: "Bauhin, tell all ships to prepare for an emergency retreat, before that, I must ......"

At this time, Isaac suddenly took two steps forward, and a ghostly fighting aura appeared on his body, his voice suddenly penetrated the sky under the blessing of the fighting spirit, and pressed towards this side, and the rolling sound waves roared and spread, venting the ultimatum of the great pirates: "Stupid elves, your main fleet has been defeated by the powerful deep-sea fleet, except for a few recalcitrant ones, most of the pathetic and weak elves have surrendered...... At this moment, anyone with a little common sense can see that if our fleet continues to advance, will you elves with mantis arms as chariots be able to stop it!? ”

The elves immediately made an uproar, and there was a deep sense of disbelief in everyone's words...... How could they not know the strength of the Third Fleet? And how could they be captured by a mere deep-sea fleet? Are you kidding?

But Quisling couldn't laugh.

The elven commander was silent for a moment, and then, his voice also pierced the sky, and then a strong sea breeze swept towards the opposite side: "Isaac in red!" The human pirates actually attacked the Royal Navy, this is the most complete declaration of war against the Midsummer Dynasty, are you ready to bear the consequences? The wrath of the Midsummer Dynasty, even Hayreddin, could not bear the slightest bit! ”

"The Midsummer Dynasty?" Isaac laughed maniacally, "What are you guys! You are mistaken, Hareddin is no longer my leader, now I am equal to him, we are all in the service of the same great man, we are his servants, his warriors, his blades, his eagle dogs, we spread his wrath, we carry out his will, and no one can stop him from advancing...... Midsummer Dynasty, not either! ”

"You? Highreddin? Quisling was shocked, "You guys...... That's impossible! Who are you under your orders? ”

"Since you have asked sincerely, then I will be merciful to you!" Isaac let out a loud cry, the Nether Fighting Qi let out bursts of Devil Weep, the dusky death power broke through the sky, and something shocking happened, the pirates on the other ghost ships let out a roar at the same time, and their bodies burst out with deep Nether Power at the same time! The negative energy from death transforms their bodies, giving them the terrifying power to decay and wither, and also gives them the power to command the undead! Isaac's eyes turned into a burning nether, his voice had become distorted, and he laughed wildly, "That lord has given us the power of death, given us the power to cross life and death, he is the embodiment of death, the ruler of the undead, the king is above a qiē, ruling the netherworld, he is the hero of the human race, the future necromantic monarch, he is the ......"

The pirates assimilated by the wraith's fighting spirit shouted a name at the same time, and the sound changed the color of the heavens and the earth, causing the undead to roar, and the same name echoed across the sky: "Sigmar the Grim Reaper!" ”

Quislin's expression was instantly fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Sure enough, it's him......"

Bauhin: "......"

Sigma: "......"

Luna: "......"

Lexington: "......"

Sifania: "......"

Sigma's expression became extremely strange, and Luna and Lexington's eyes also became very strange, and the eyes of the two girls looked at the top of Sigma's head, as if Mr. Paladin's head was covered with a large black cauldron that was so black that it was shiny......

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