Chapter 442: The Heavenly Battleship
In the cabin, there was a sudden silence, and everyone was silent.
After knowing the background of the origin of the weather, everyone's heart sank.
The Killer Rain Demon is powerful, everyone has already seen it, and if they can move this big devil, they are afraid that it will be several times more difficult to deal with! They have already rushed here day and night, and they are only two or three days away from the Lost City, and they are a little unwilling to turn back the same way, but if they continue to move forward, they will definitely usher in a huge storm, and everyone will have a disaster of their lives, and who dares to go forward?
"On the bottom floor of the cabin, there is a fast boat hidden, there is not much space for food and fresh water and other supplies, and it can't carry many people, but it is enough for you people from the Cloud Mist Sect to sit on it. ”
After being silent for a while, the Kraken Patriarch finally opened his mouth to break the silence and said slowly: "Ye Gongzi, this operation is very dangerous, even more dangerous than originally expected, so I won't take the risk together." If you can, take Shanghai Lili and a dozen children in our clan by the way. If we die, we might as well leave some bloodline behind, so that the Kraken clan will not be completely wiped out. ”
Before, the old man had been reluctant to say that he was worried that Ye Chuan would retreat from the battle. But now, after saying it, I have figured it out and am no longer reluctant.
Ye Chuan didn't speak, muttered, didn't nod, and didn't take the initiative to stay.
"Grandpa, no, I'll go with you!"
Hai Lili's eyes were red, and tears flowed down her eyes like a spring. She knew best about her grandfather's stubborn temper, it was not particularly dangerous, and he would never change his mind at the moment. Obviously, grandpa also knew that this time was particularly dangerous, and this time, he might never come back.
"Lili, be obedient, let's go with Ye Gongzi, take care of the Tianlong Tree, and take care of the children in the clan. In the future, it is up to you whether our Kraken clan can prosper. ”
The kraken patriarch forced a happy face to comfort the sad Hai Lili, turned around and ordered the clansmen to take out the clipper and gather all the underage clansmen, and then, took out a turquoise waist card from his arms and handed it to Hai Lili, "Lili, you have put away this waist card, three months later, if grandpa doesn't go to the Cloud Mountains to find you, you will be the next kraken patriarch." In the future, no matter what you encounter, whether you are happy or suffer any humiliation, remember that the most important thing is to pass on the blood of your clan. ”
The kraken patriarch glanced at Ye Chuan meaningfully as he spoke, there were some things that he had already arranged, but unfortunately, it seemed that he couldn't wait and didn't have a chance. No matter how good the plan is, it can't keep up with the changes in the situation, and no one expected this trip to the Lost City to be so dangerous.
The arrival of the killer rain demon has sounded the death bell.
In the sea ahead, there may have been a large group of masters under the command of Qingtian Hou who have been waiting for a long time, and have laid a net of heaven and earth. If you continue to move forward, you will be a dead end! You can't even enter the Lost City, let alone take out the holy relic Poseidon Horn to deal with the demons inside.
The Kraken warriors got busy, quickly took out the clipper on the bottom of the cabin, and gathered a dozen or so children in the tribe who were not yet adults. On the deck, the curses, shouts, and cries of the people were intertwined, and the Kraken warriors, who were tall and powerful in the past and did not frown when one of their arms were cut off, were also sad at this moment.
Every hundred years, you must break into the Lost City to maintain the loosened protection ban, and every time you have to risk your life, this is the fate of the Kraken Clan, and the hope of continuing the revival of the clan. This time, and maybe the last time. Although he left behind a dozen children, and he could still pass on the blood of the Kraken clan, the hope of revival was almost equal to zero.
"Patriarch, perhaps, we can spy on the situation in the sea ahead first. ”
Ye Chuan finally made a statement, did not evacuate immediately, nor did he hastily decide to lead the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect and the Sea Demon Patriarch to continue to advance, paused, and said: "Qing Tianhou may indeed be very powerful and difficult to deal with, but no matter how powerful he is, he is only a prince and king, our Cloud Mist Sect is not even afraid of the Great Qin King, and has withstood the attack of the 200,000 army of the Great Qin Dynasty, are you still afraid of just one prince and king?"
After weighing it repeatedly, Ye Chuan finally made a decision.
Turning back now will certainly avoid the danger. However, to help people to the end, they all came here, and suddenly led the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect to turn around and leave, which was not very kind after all. The large army is stationed first, and the elite is sent out to spy on the situation, and it is not too late to make a final decision after understanding it clearly. In addition, after learning about the origin of Qingtianhou, Ye Chuan was also quite curious about this so-called Hou Ye from the outer world, and wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of character this was.
In the previous life, when he covered the sky with one hand, Ye Chuan traveled in all directions, walked in various fierce domains of the wild world, and saw many saints and masters with magical powers. At that time, there were many saints in the wild world, and it was the time when all kinds of supernatural powers shone brightly, but there were few masters from the outer world, and they were basically legendary characters. Just like Xiao Long'er's mother, the master of the Demon Dragon Cave, Augustri, even if they meet, they don't have the opportunity to meet in person, and there is always a veil of mystery across them. Now, the living Qingtian Weather just provides an opportunity to see the masters of the outer world in person.
"Okay, Ye Gongzi, it's decided!"
The kraken patriarch's eyes lit up, Ye Chuan could stay, it was naturally the best! The two planned carefully, and soon, an elite team stepped on the flying sword and left the sea dragon ship. The large army docked on a nearby nameless desert island, but Ye Chuan personally led the team and led more than a dozen elites to the sea area ahead to spy on the military situation. Among them, there are Xiaolong'er and Yinshan Old Demon and other personal companions, and there are also a few elite and fierce Kraken warriors.
In terms of cultivation and realm, these Kraken warriors are not outstanding, not to mention compared with the old demons of Yinshan Mountain, and they cannot be compared with some elite Cloud Mist Sect disciples, but they also have a unique feature, they have lived in the sea since they were children, and they can dive under the surface of the sea for a long time. Spying on the military situation in the vast sea is more suitable than the elite disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect.
Under the leadership of Ye Chuan, the group flew forward against the surface of the sea and quickly disappeared into the vast night. After rushing out for dozens of miles, they began to act separately, scattering and sweeping in different directions, leaving only Xiao Long'er and a kraken warrior by Ye Chuan's side. The group of three people went straight forward, and according to the instructions of the Kraken Patriarch, they swept straight in the direction of the Lost City of the Kraken Sanctuary.
On the horizon, dark clouds were thick, and the rain had been falling, and it was still some time before dawn.
After flying over the sea for more than an hour, Ye Chuan suddenly stopped and led Xiaolong'er and the Kraken warriors to hide behind a reef. Looking up, a huge flag appeared above the sea level, then a tall mast, followed by a dark and heavy hull.
A huge ironclad warship appeared in front of the three of them, breaking through the wind and waves and roaring at a fast speed, as if they had discovered the whereabouts of the three people. A few miles away, the two big characters 'Qingtian' on the banner can be seen clearly, and the strokes are like hooks, giving people a murderous atmosphere. From a distance, the deck was lined with swords and guns, and hundreds of soldiers in armor were lined up neatly, each of them as murderous as a tiger and a wolf.