Chapter 61: Deathmatch to the Sea Devil (Part II)

The trolls of the deep are indeed hungry. After not eating anything for more than 30 years, it is finally free, and it pursues the taste of human flesh and makes its way to densely populated towns. This castle-like octopus has thousands of tentacles, which, in addition to sharp barbs, can also secrete a terrifying poisonous acid. The prey caught by these tentacles is first entangled until it dies, and then it is dismembered by the inverted hook and dissolved by the acid, and the zuihou becomes the delicious food for the trolls of the deep sea. Of course, this was originally intended to deal with all kinds of behemoths in the deep sea, and it was a big deal for the much smaller humans. Trolls want to eat people, but they need to be inconveniently grabbed by one person and gentle, and if they are not careful, humans may be crushed into a ball of meat sauce and slipped away from the tentacles of the octopus before they can be sent into the troll's mouth.

But the city to which the hungry and panicked trolls of the deep sea are heading to has a population of millions, and it can be free to eat and even crumble humans to a pulp, and it's never too late to eat slowly.

Provided that no one stops the trolls of the depths.

"Is this a dragon striker? Arthur looked at the cannon in front of him, which was five hundred feet long and more than a hundred feet in caliber. Something like this is standing on top of the castle, and it's really spectacular.

"The shells of the dragon mortar are here. "But can you stop a monster like that?" "No," Arthur said, looking at the giant steel harpoons in front of him, "Tristan, touch it, remember its size." "What?" "You can collect water vapor to make a replica of the trident, so can you collect steel vapor?" said Arthur, "I vaporized these harpoons with Kai's spear, and you made a giant trident out of the vaporized steel vapor." "Are you crazy?!Even if I could, you would want me to stay in the steel steam in thousands of degrees Celsius?!You want to kill me in such a ridiculous and unprecedented way?" "No," Arthur pointed to the giant hazmat suit beside him, "and you'll be fine with that." The dragon cannon uses a powerful explosion of compressed photons to drive the warhead, and the residual temperature of several thousand degrees will evaporate part of the speargun, and the knights who operate the cannon at close range here are wearing heavy protective clothing. "Yes, you want me to wear this rusty hazmat that I don't know how many people have worn, and which smells of men's sweat and even urine?!" shouted the fish-man boy, "why don't you kill me like this?!" "Stinky boy!" Arthur himself has already started to put on the protective suit, "and then it will be good to wash it again, if it is not enough, it will come with a whole body disinfectant." "Don't! Don't just don't!!" "If you make any more noise, I'll rip your skin off you alive, and then stuff you without skin into your protective suit and fill it with disinfectant!" Arthur roared.

When Bediwell arrived at the machinery warehouse, he began to feel dizzy. The poisonous gas in the city had not yet dissipated, and Bediwell, who had been hurrying away just now, had inhaled a lot of poisonous gas.

"Whew. He tried to come back to his senses, "Now is not the time to faint. The orc boy activated the Iron Rider.

"Arthur, do you hear me?" called Bedeville.

"I'm busy right now!" shouted Arthur on the other end of the communicator, "I'm sorry, Bedi, and you're alone, using the Iron Rider to distract the troll and stop it from moving on. Can you do it?" "I, I'm one?!" the orc boy panicked, "But, but I'm the only one, and I can't do anything." "Don't be coquettish, you idiot!!" Arthur scolded, "everyone is doing what they can right now! If we don't stop the trolls of the depths, thousands of people will die! These people's lives are in your hands!!" "But I" the orc boy whispered, "I'm not as good as Arthur, I'm not a hero," Arthur said, "I'm just an ordinary human." No. Even worse than ordinary people, it is the existence below humans.

But I have survived to this day, doing so many things that even I can't believe. Do you know that's weishenme?" "I know. "It's because Arthur is brave." "No, it's because I've been lucky. There was a surprising answer from the other end of the intercom.

Bediwell was stunned. "What?" "It's true. If it weren't for this good fortune, I would have died countless times under enemy attacks. Arthur said, "But you are different, Bediwell. It wasn't until I saw you hand-to-hand combat with the tentacles of the deep sea trolls that I knew you didn't need luck at all. You have real strength, you have real bravery. All you lack is self-confidence. "I'm not" "I said yes!" Arthur snapped, "Now get me on the Iron Rider and get moving!!" The orc boy couldn't help but daxiao, he didn't hesitate, climbed onto the iron horse that was taller than him, and started the iron horse's engine.

"Arthur, you're really going to be tough. "No way, who called you my master?" said Bedwell. Even if you told me to go to hell, I would have to do it. "You'll gladly do it, little fool. Arthur said, "Go now, and come back alive!" "Yes, master." As soon as the werewolf boy stepped on the accelerator, the iron rider sped out.