Although Heath Doyle had not gone through the listener stage, he instinctively covered his ears when the radio source was so close that he could not afford not to listen.

His anomaly was immediately noticed, and Gadelia arrived as soon as possible.

Under the worried gaze of the crowd, the Rose Bishop lowered his hands in confusion.

"What's going on? Do you hear the babble again? ”

Seeing that his painful look disappeared, Gadelia quickly inquired about the cause of the anomaly.

"I just heard the voice of the real Creator, and unlike the previous one, it was clear, it was a strange message."

Heath Doyle's voice was terrified.

"What message did the true Creator send?"

Anderson hurriedly interjected, this is a new thing, who doesn't know that this evil god is notoriously crazy, and even one in the Aurora Club is counted as one, and they are all crazy criticism.

"She wants the Aurora Society to choose the most beautiful man among the lambs to sacrifice, and she will open the door to the kingdom of God and come to reality."

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The two Extraordinary Beings of the Five Perfections of the Sequence present were silent at the same time, they couldn't figure it out, what is the relationship between sacrificing beauties and the descent of the gods, and the conditions for the advent of the evil gods are so perfunctory now?

……

After the god of lights rushed out, the night ended quickly, probably because the power brought out by the god of lights overflowed and collided with the dream formed by the power of the night.

Crane no longer goes out at will, and keeps going to the pirate restaurant to eat and go back to his room to sleep, and the lamp god also sleeps because he is almost stuck behind the door after having fun.

The Future once again passed by a position with a loud wheezing sound, and Gardelia thought of Heath Doyle's state, and considering the combat strength of Gelman and Anderson, she decided to use Starlight Jump to quickly leave this sea area to avoid danger to a certain extent.

As the Future grew farther and farther away from the remnants of the Divine War, the irritable sea gradually calmed down, and with the smooth cooperation of Otorov and Nina, the Future approached the safe passage.

Crane, who was thinking about life in the room, heard a sudden commotion outside, and vaguely heard Frank's brown bear-like voice:

"Why is the Immortal King here again!"

There is also Anderson's slightly higher rebuttal:

"How can you blame me for this!"

Kryn stood up suddenly, and just as he was still thinking about where to find a secret puppet that could make up for his lack of attack power, the Immortal King drove the ship to deliver the goods.

This is an order placed with an idea, and the goods arrive at the speed of light!

Crane rushed out with the lamp.

However, it was already too late.

Crane watched the crescent moon with the black tombstone sail swerving, and left without looking back, with a speed that did not match the huge body.

My secret couple! Little hungry food!

He grabbed the side of the boat, his right hand instinctively reached forward, his palm opened forward, and he didn't know whether he wanted to catch the other party back, or if he was going to wave goodbye to the other party.

Anderson walked over at this time, with a constipated expression on his face:

"At this time, I appreciate your attitude of treating the sea general and king like a cow and a sheep!"

"It doesn't matter if you can beat it or not, anyway, there are so many people, there will always be someone to collect the corpse for you......"

Anderson looked at the "Death Number" in the distance, and thought of the bizarre events he had experienced along the way, and suddenly changed his words:

"I mean, help you clean up the corpses of your enemies."

Crane was a little disappointed, and originally planned to go back to the room directly, but he felt that the reason why he didn't have time to throw the magic lamp over first to set a seat was because he was in the room before, and it was too late for him to run out, so he simply looked at the railing, hoping to use Anderson's bad luck to attract other well-known pirates to come to the door to produce and sell their own.

The five seas are so vast, is there less of a king and general among the pirates, Nast is dead, the king of the immortals will run away when he meets, the mysterious queen is an acquaintance, and there is only one of the four kings left who has not seen it, if you can meet this one, it is also a little useful for Anderson, if it is really not good, the sick lieutenant general in the pirate general is dead, and the hell general is likely to never dare to approach the flagship of the star general again, and the iceberg lieutenant general is also a friend, if you can meet Seigor again, it would be good to be a secret couple.

Thinking of this, Crane found that he had not been on the sea for half a year, and he had already dealt with most of the pirate generals, and even killed two and ran away three, but thinking that he had only just sequenced five, and had already had direct or connected connections with several angel kings, then this matter on the sea was really not worth mentioning.

Not long after the day and night returned to normal, the Future once again forced its way to Tuscat under the watchful eye of the shore defense guns.

Frank was the only one on the Future who showed reluctance to leave Crane, and he didn't know where to find a bag made of fish skin, which contained some apples, mushrooms, and potatoes, and he handed the bag to Crane while instructing:

"Apples can treat internal injuries, mushrooms can treat external injuries, potatoes can replenish energy extremely quickly, crisp and delicious when eaten raw, and roast beef when cooked."

"I see that you often need to fight, maybe they can give you a little help in a sudden battle, don't worry about them breaking, they have been dealt with by me, and they have at least two years of shelf life."

Seeing Crane take the fishskin bag, Frank smiled sincerely, knowing that his friend was not a talker, he continued to take the initiative to ask:

"Where do you move around often? If I want to write to you, where should I send it? I would like to share with you my latest research findings. ”

Is this a souvenir of the Future?

Crane couldn't help but feel guilty when he looked at the plain bag and the fruits and vegetables that looked ordinary but were actually very weird, but looking at Frank enthusiastically, he unconsciously reached out and took out the pen and paper he was carrying, and he held the bag to his chest with his left arm, and quickly wrote a description of the ritual to summon his messenger, and specifically noted that he needed a gold coin as a material.

Frank happily took the note, glanced at it, folded it solemnly, tucked it into his shirt pocket, and then waved his hand at Crane, and said:

"I wish we could meet sooner!"

This time, instead of building a starbridge, Gardelia waits for Frank to finish the farewell ceremony, asks Anderson and Gelman for the fare, and then leaves them at the docks.

The Future hoisted its sails and sailed away in the light at the same speed as the fleeing Death.

Crane left the docks with his luggage and began to look for a suitable hotel.

He wasn't too new to this place, he had been a patrolman here for a while, but it didn't end well.

Anderson didn't know what to think, and followed Crane, he wanted to talk to Crane several times, but Crane ignored him, and kept walking forward, and finally, Anderson finally couldn't help it, walked a few steps quickly, and stopped Crane.

"That, borrow some money to spend!"

"Whoa!"

A man covered in blood smashed through the glass and was thrown down, landing right on Anderson's head.

Both Crane and Anderson were quick in body and reflexes, with Crane dodging lightly and Anderson jumping to the side as well.

"Bang!" The man fell to the ground.

"Bang!" Anderson also fell to the ground, although he was not hit, but he was cut through the skin of his face and neck by the broken glass, and fine beads of blood oozed out little by little.

Crane looked at Anderson in disbelief, completely unaware that the Sequence Five Hunter would fall.

Anderson rubbed his ass without a trace and explained with a sneer, "The oil on the street is a little slippery." ”