He raised his hand as if trying to catch the sun. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info How far is that distance, and is the scene in front of you real? Meaningless answers are always unimportant, but I want to know. Whenever I know the last moment, that feeling is painful, but I want to find a straw to save my life. The hand was gradually lowered, which was an acknowledgment of reality and a recognition of the guys around him.

"What's wrong?" Marcos' voice sounded next to him.

"Nothing ......," Karl put his hand back on his coffee cup.

"You know what? When the Raven Doctor came to check you up again, he kept saying, "It's a miracle." God, I can't believe that the herb must have some special effect. Marcos laughed.

Carl pulled the woolen blanket up from his body, "I think the gin also had a certain effect, because I've never drunk spirits. ”

"Really, never drunk in the Celestial Realm?" Marcos looked incredulous.

"That's true, in the Impossible Zone, all I usually get to drink is that kind of bad wine, and seriously it's no different from water. And the good quality wines, unfortunately, are controlled by a few. Karl stirred the coffee in his cup with a silver spoon and looked at Schultz and Fett, who were practicing their swordsmanship not far away, and Maffeo was cheering for them, and the two were really about to cut each other.

"It's hard to imagine what the environment is like there. Marcos shook his head.

"So there's a lot of joke among us that you can't mix any tavern with water to make a winery. The corners of Carl's mouth curled slightly, and even he thought it was ridiculous.

"Haha, that's right. Marcos almost laughed and bent over.

The silver revolver appeared so abruptly that as the two looked away, Freya reached out again and handed the other revolver over. "Give it a try, and hopefully your archery skills haven't regressed. ”

"Hey, Freya, he can't do too strenuous activities just yet. Marcos said with some embarrassment.

"It's fine, it's just a matter of shooting at the target. Karl shoved the coffee cup into Marcos' hand and stepped forward to take the two revolvers.

"Come with me, unruly fellow. Freya beckoned.

Carl shook his head and followed with a helpless smile. Marcos stood still, looked at Carl's watch, and muttered, "It's time for them to come back too......"

The sound of bullets slicing through the air echoed in Blackburn's ears, and his face froze and his expression looked stupid. Then there was a violent shaking of the hull, and his body shook twice with the rhythm of the hull shaking, and his hands reached out to the left and right, trying to find something to hold onto, but he fell on the deck. "Hurry up, Eugene!" the sound of the warhammer could still be heard clearly in Blackburn's ears in the explosion.

"Oh my God, how's Magadha?" Blackburn asked aloud.

"They hit the sails, I think if we continue like this, we'll crash in the ocean in a few minutes, do you want to hug the sea?" Warhammer wanted to make a funny face, but his hands couldn't take his hands off the rudder at this time.

"No kidding, Warhammer!" Blackburn struggled to get up from the deck.

"Then come and help me!"

The strange airships around are still attacking the Magadha caravan, and some of the fellows have taken a fancy to the precious things on the Celestial Veil Behemoth, and want to take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune. Then a whole caravan of Magadha appeared, and they poured into the heavenly behemoths one after another, trying to loot everything that could be turned into money.

But they may have gone to the wrong place, as they alarmed the Rotus-controlled followers of the Blue Shinrikyo arsenal at the highest point of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth. Well, this time it was a big problem, and Lotus, who decided that the caravan was the invader, instigated the believers to fight back. Unguarded, the strange airships of the Blue Shinrikyo launched an attack on the caravan. Unfortunately, Warhammer and Blackburn were in the immediate vicinity as they were preparing to test the performance of the Warhammer I prototype, so they were caught up in a battle that they shouldn't have been involved in.

"Fuck, fuck!" Warhammer yelled. "Shit caravans, damn airships! It shouldn't be like this, they shouldn't have technology ahead of the Arad continent!"

"Are you alright, Warhammer?" asked Blackburn hurriedly, he had never seen a Warhammer before.

"I'm fine!" Warhammer immediately returned to normal. "I'm just annoyed by this. ”

"Damn it, Warhammer, that airship is coming at us!" Blackburn's pupils grew larger, and the machine guns on it were ready to fire at Magadha.

The hammer immediately dropped the rudder, and the hull was tilted again enough to overturn a man. He crawled to the position of the Viper Cannon on the deck, set it to automatic operation, and only reluctantly returned to the rudder in the tongue of fire from the Viper Cannon. "Eugene, is the Warhammer I prototype safe for the time being?"

"I put it in the cabin!"

"Very well, then let's see how capable that guy is!" Warhammer turned the rudder to the right and took the initiative to stick to the airship.

"Are you crazy, Warhammer, Magadha itself wasn't designed to fight!"

Ignoring Blackburn, Warhammer continued to steer the Magadha towards the airship, which was even more agile than Blackburn had imagined. As he was about to make contact with the airship, Warhammer violently manipulated Magadha to turn the angle, and then almost brushed shoulders with the airship.

He finally had this moment, and at such a close distance, he could even make out the lines on the blue Shinrito mask in the cockpit of the airship's head. "Hey, you, that's you! You think you've won? Let me tell you, I'm the Warhammer Emperor!, come on!" Warhammer yelled at the believer, though he probably wouldn't have heard what Warhammer was saying.

However, even a few seconds were enough for the Viper Cannon's tongue of fire to shoot down the entire cockpit, and the cockpit was submerged in the flames the next second after the warhammer roared. The hammer had just the right amount of control over the angle of Magadha and the timing of the Viper Cannon's fire, and he was a genius at that. "See, Eugene, it's easy. Warhammer pointed to the falling airship.

Blackburn stood up from the deck in a daze, "God, Warhammer, how dare you do that." ”

"Let's go back, the sails are already on fire, if we don't want to embrace the sea. He turned his engines to the maximum and swooped down towards the port on the west coast.