Celtice stood tall on the mast, and the salty sea breeze carried the chill of last night's slumber through his haggard countenance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Beneath the mast, elves sat on the deck, dressed in rags and like walking corpses, holding on to oak barrels and pouring rum, staring vacantly into the distance.

The drift on the sea is destined to be long and lonely.

This is especially true for them, the outlanders.

The lapping of the waves and the sound of seagulls in the air have become the gentlest knives, and the knives cut into their hearts.

Even if this is just a game, the twenty-year elf career has long made many people have an illusory sense of Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies and butterflies.

Twenty years of imperial memories, twenty years of life in Middle-earth.

The two are blended together, which makes many people have psychological problems.

And this is the most subtle and deadly ordeal of this game.

The blows from the outside world are not terrible, and the deadliest ones often come from the most unguarded hearts.

The ocean seems magnificent, surging and magnificent, and it is a place that countless troubadours and caged birds yearn for.

But those who are familiar with Wang Yang know that Wang Yang is the grave of the dead.

When Celtice looked out, she saw a sea full of rippling blue waves, no land, no greenery, not even a reef.

In the Middle-earth civilization, where technology did not exist, navigation could only rely on the wind and seabirds, and the charts with dense lines.

Life and death are involuntary, and they fall into the cage of the sea.

Suddenly, a bit of gray emerged from the horizon, from small to large, revealing hard lines.

Shocked by her spirits, Keltis leaped from her mast and landed on the bow of the ship, shouting, "Quick! Thirty degrees on the port side, change the sails, there is land ahead!! ”

As soon as these words came out, the elves on several ships stood up one after another, and pushed to the edge of the boat, their empty eyes a little more longing.

"Gray! Grey! It's really land! ”

"I saw it, I saw it, there was a tree!"

"Haha, the sky is endless, our elf clan, we have found another elf kingdom!"

All the elves wept with joy, cheered, and threw their hats high, and even the elven mages who had never smiled and stood tall were red-eyed.

'Click-'

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of tearing apart, coming from the bottom of the boat, and the elves holding the edge of the boat could even feel the shaking of their hands and the moaning of the boat.

'Click, Click, Click'

The crunch continued, and all the elves were talking, and Celtis, standing on the bow of the ship, frowned, looking at the waveless water of the ancient well.

The sea surface is sparkling, and even reflects his appearance, the sunlight is dazzling, and the domineering stuff from the sea surface into the eyes makes people a little dizzy.

"Huh?!"

Although Keldis had lost her monstrous luck, after all, her cultivation had already reached the peak of the one-dimensional micro-string level, and even because of twenty years of red dust refinement, she had reached the extreme leap and was about to break through to the two-dimensional node.

He was alert, and with both hands he lifted the bladeless dragon slaying knife, the edge of the knife pointed downward, like a cracked mountain, and he plunged it down!

'Plop! ’

A dull sound of flesh and blood splashed out, and a waterfall of viscous blood fell on Keltith's face, and suddenly like sulfuric acid, it quickly corroded Keltith's handsome face into pits, and even her facial features were wrinkled together in a blur of flesh and blood.

It has become the most terrible devil in the world.

"Ahh

Celtis stepped back one after another, her eyeballs popping out of her corroded eyelids and hanging on the bridge of her nose, one blind, oozing black and white pus.

When the other eye looked down, he saw that on the bladeless dragon slaying knife, there was also a burning green flame monster like a candle.

The monster had blue skin, only the size of a baby, and its eyes were oddly shaped with one on the top door and the other on the chin.

Seeing the appearance of this monster, Celtis, who fell into severe pain, was shocked and unspeakable, shook off the monster, jumped to the rudder alone, and spun the rudder violently.

"Don't go, that's a demon! Come on! ”

I saw that the gray hard outline that was still on the horizontal line gradually revealed the tip of the iceberg as the ship approached.

The wriggling nests are like eyes, and the bones are wandering. It's just that in these nests, there are still little devils who are still in the placental mother's fluid.

The gray hard outline is its skin, and it is also an instinctive characteristic that it has evolved to adapt to the harsh environment of magma, ash, smoke, and volcanoes that have existed in the underworld for a long time.

It comes from a crack in the depths of the sea, and its body is covered with colorful corals and mangroves, and it looks like a forest at a glance.

It is the vanguard of the underworld, and it is also a breeding tower, giving birth to countless and inexhaustible little demons.

became cannon fodder for the destruction of Middle-earth.

Bubbling bubbles rose from its body that had been submerged in the water, and then demons of different shapes, but equally hideous, came from underwater.

Blood-red eyes, like flowing magma, with poisonous eyes and bone spurs, exhaust the description of demons in the novel's biographies.

There are crawling and scribbling in the immortal cultivation civilization, and there are also starry sky parasites and mutant beasts in the scientific and technological civilization.

It seems that every anomalous creature that represents death and destruction can be found in the underworld.

The underworld is also a civilization. A pendulum civilization that is responsible for cleaning up the heavens and all worlds and setting zero and retuning.

And looking closely at the sea water of this breeding tower, a strange red crack can be faintly seen, stretching across the bottom of the sea, like a portal, leading to an unknown space.

At this time, outside this gate, there were complex and mysterious runes, and there was a faint golden brilliance.

It was also because of this rune that this portal was pushed open, and it became more and more intense, and now, most of it has been opened!

The bubbles bubbled up, and the cracks that were so red that they seemed to boil the whole ocean.

Demons swim one by one, or use suction cups to latch onto the hull of the ship, and jump onto the deck; Or use their sharp teeth to break open the bottom of the ship and bring in the flood beasts, and destroy the ship that carries the hope of the elves.

One by one, the sea fish turned up the belly of the fish and floated on the surface of the water, and there was a terrifying creature hundreds of meters long, which could be called the overlord of the sea, from the depths of the sea, and became a cold corpse.

There was no blood, and even these corpses were in a matter of seconds, like the sun and snow, quickly becoming smaller and finally disappearing.

It became the nourishment of the multiplying tower.

Then, one by one, the little devils matured, slid down the viscous placenta, and fell into the ocean.

These ships, like delicious desserts, adorned with salmon, were delivered to the devil's mouth.

"It's over, the gates of the underworld have been opened, and everyone has to die......"

"It's been twenty years, and I should go home and see ......"

"Pray to the elven goddess, may your glory shine in the Three Realms and never be extinguished."

Despair and resignation followed, and these strangers were already displaced, and they crossed the ocean in order to hope for life.

At this moment, he actually encountered a demon attack again.

It seems that the heavens will destroy all the spirits.

"Unscientific! Unscientific! This is not scientific! ”

Suddenly, just as Celtice and the other elves closed their eyes and waited for death, a huge silver light fell from the sky.

The silver light flickered, like a sharp arrow, with a huge momentum, colliding directly with the breeding tower!

'Boom! ’

Gurgling dark cyan blood flowed from the body of the breeding tower, which looked like a sarcoma, and the breeding tower was knocked a hundred meters below the ocean, startling the waves and crashing against the ship.

I don't know how many demons have been affected.

A silver frost dragon was like a pancake embedded in the breeding tower, and from its nostrils the size of a human head, smoke with sparks emanated.

The silver frost dragon shook its head, flapped its wings, and rushed out of the ocean floor, the dragon roaring in all directions.

"Quiet."

A faint voice came from afar, and the dragon's roar came to an abrupt end, and the silver frost dragon choked like a duck strangled by the neck, choking the dragon's face red.