"I'm going to die!!"

It was the only thing Aslan shouted at the moment of his fall, and the sound of the whizzing in his ears had already reminded him of the tragic situation after falling to his death, but the next moment he felt a gentle whirlwind lift him up, which reminded him of a phrase that the old cigarette butt often boasted: The world calls me the Storm Master, because I once blew an army of 100,000 men into the sky. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Now Aslan no longer thinks that the old cigarette butt is bragging, in fact, the old cigarette butt is levitating to the side and looking at him, and the playful eyes seem to say: Look, I am so capable.

"What are we going to do now?" Aslan didn't know what to do about this situation.

"It's all a matter of luck to break out of the fog of movement, so it's not an option to keep you floating in the air, or let's go down and find the magic guide ship, I think a large ship like this will be equipped with an emergency energy storage room, maybe it has already stabilized downstream. The old cigarette butt suggested.

After getting Aslan's response, the old cigarette butt manipulated the wind element to guide Aslan and the pitiful little magic guide boat into the mist, during which Aslan had been exploring around, looking very vigilant, and the old cigarette butt no longer grinned, and began to stare down intently.

The reason why they are so cautious is that the place beneath the fog is known to the world as the Magic Sea, a sea of strange and eerie legends that have been recorded since the beginning of history. One thing is for sure, even the Grand Magi or even the Mystic Champion who can destroy a town on their own will not want to wander the Enchanted Sea, because the ferocious sea beasts that inhabit it can easily treat them as a meal for their belly - which is why the massive Tier 3 Brig chose to go empty.

As Aslan was complaining about how long they would have to dive, a hazy blue curtain suddenly appeared in front of them, and after a few moments, when they were deep enough, the fog was not as thick as it was above.

The magic boat was suspended in mid-air, and Aslan looked up, and the place where he was before was surrounded by clouds and mist, like a heavy cotton jacket floating in the air, corresponding to the endless ocean below.

Aslan shifted his gaze from the sky to the sea, and at this moment the huge magic ship seemed to him like a lonely boat, wandering on the blue and calm sea, rippling with waves of water, and he also saw the sails painted with the image of the lion slowly hanging down along the mast, and the majestic lion's head bow straight to the direction.

"There are too many people on board. Aslan was surprised, although he was floating a hundred meters above the magic guide ship at the moment, he could still see the things on the deck of the magic guide ship clearly, only to see a group of soldiers wearing bright red uniforms, carrying single-edged long knives, wearing black berets, and holding arquebuses pouring out of the deck from the cabin, roughly estimated that there must be five or six hundred people, they put on a posture of full equipment and battle, and the atmosphere seemed tense for a moment.

"If there is an enemy attack, take position immediately!!" shouted a bearded man at the bow of the ship who looked like a general.

Hearing this, Aslan's heart trembled suddenly, thinking that he would not be discovered, but the next shout made him realize that the other party's target was not him.

"It's on the right!Ventral cannon ready!!"

As soon as the bearded officer's shouts fell, a vortex suddenly rose on the sea surface on the right side of the magic guide ship, and then a red tentacle thicker than the mast suddenly broke through the water, and the moment it pumped towards the magic guide ship, several deafening shelling sounds suddenly exploded!

"Boom!...... Rumble!!...... Boom!!"

The speed of the cannonball was so fast that only black shadows could be seen, and two missed cannonballs landed on the surface of the sea and caused a large wave of water, and the last cannonball hit the thick tentacle perfectly, and then a fireball appeared, and black smoke billowed out.

While the soldiers on the ship cheered, more tentacles appeared on the sea, seven in size!

"It's a deep sea troll!!"

"The Emperor of Heaven is above!That's a king-level sea beast!!"

"Quick, recharge the magic cannon!!"

......

The soldiers cried out in terror, panicked in the presence of the mighty sea beasts, raised their arquebuses with trembling hands, and aimed their trembling gazes at the tentacles thick enough to cover the sun, and when the buckshot shot from the muzzle and hit the tentacles, they realized that their weapons were as comical as toy guns in front of such a large enemy.

Hundreds of soldiers raised their guns and fired in unison, and instead of letting the tentacles retreat, they ushered in a devastating attack......

I saw one of the thickest tentacles first whipped at the stern, like a steel whip on a piece of soap, with a loud bang, the stern was instantly torn to pieces, countless wrecks flew all over the sky, and many soldiers fell into the sea, and the bearded strong man who gave the command before leaned on the railing of the ship and cursed: "Damn! The magic cannon in the stern of the ship was destroyed, this guy is wise!"

"Lieutenant...... Abandon ship. ”

A feeble cry suddenly sounded, and the bearded man looked over to see his lieutenant lying on his back on the deck, a sharp wooden strip passing through his chest, and his uniform stained with blood.

"Leave it alone...... The dragon...... Abandon ship. After the adjutant uttered these words with all his strength, his heavy eyelids finally closed, and his bloody chest no longer rose and fell......

The bearded man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his big rough hands, then took a sharp breath and shouted to the soldiers on deck: "Abandon ship! Board the lifeboat! Run in different directions for me, run as much as I can!!"

The order sounded heavenly to the ears of the soldiers, who threw down their weapons and hurriedly lowered their lifeboats, not considering that it was impossible for them to escape the pursuit of the monsters of the deep sea.

"Old cigarette butt, aren't you going to save them?" Aslan couldn't bear to look at the tragic scene below.

"No, if I cast a powerful spell, the Pope's Soul Eaters would be able to sense my spirit, and we would be in calamity at that time. The old cigarette butt squinted his eyes and stared at the magic guide ship below, and continued: "Besides, there are two mid-level mages and one mid-rank silver streak fighter on that ship, if they join forces to fight against the deep sea monster, I think there is still some hope." ”

Aslan's expression was stunned, he didn't expect that there would be such a strong combat power on the ship, as far as he knew, mages were divided into six levels, namely magic apprentice, magician, magician, archmagician, titled magician and magic god, and the fighter was also six levels, namely bronze, black iron, silver, secret gold, light diamond and starfall.

Whether it's a mage who wields magic or a fighter who wields fighting energy, each rank is divided into three levels: low, medium, and high.

The old cigarette butt once told Aslan that he was a middle-level magic god before he was electrocuted, and although his strength was greatly reduced after his death, he also had the strength of a peak titled magician. Even among the three armies of the Holy Laurent Empire, a pinnacle titled magician is enough to hold the position of Minister of Military Aircraft, so Aslan definitely does not doubt the judgment of the old cigarette butt.

Since the old cigarette butt said that the two mid-level mages and one mid-level silver warrior on the ship could fight against the deep sea monsters, Aslan felt that he should wait and see, but he had not found any trace of those three until now, could it be that the bearded strong man was one of them?

Aslan set his eyes on the bearded man, and found that he had a diamond-shaped face, a lush beard that had covered his nose and lips, and a flat-topped hair like steel thorns, naked like a gladiator, and a lion's cloak that hunted in the sea breeze.

Although the bearded man had a swallow's neck and was a little taller and more powerful than ordinary people, Aslan didn't think he was a mid-level silver fighter, because as soon as he lifted the heavy and swarthy machete, he didn't even have a fighting spirit, and he was violently shaken by the thick tentacles, and finally hit the mast of the ship, and collapsed on the deck after falling.

"I'm not going to admit defeat, I'm an Imperial soldier!" the bearded man stood up tremblingly, his eyes fierce at the tentacles dancing on the sea.

"It's noisy, and I can't even sleep well. A charming female voice suddenly sounded from behind the bearded man, his brass bell-like bull's eyes shrank, turned his head suddenly, and the next second he cried with joy: "Damn, since I forgot about you!"