There were violent flashes of light cruising in the boundless black clouds of the sky, and a few thunderbolts fell from time to time, and under the pouring rain, Doulinger's shadow standing above the head of the Holy Spirit was stretched to an incomparably long length.

Crazy, alive, dancing snake-like tentacles, swept across the shattered seas of everyone who tried to get closer.

Standing at the top of the Great Ship, also at the commanding heights, Doulinger looked down on the Heavenly Harbor.

It's coming to an end.

Although the Third Front, the support of another stolen goods magnate, the Guards, and the three Gatekeepers, had been swept away by enemy support, as long as Doulinger was still there, the victory was already set.

Under his coercion, the morale of all the rebels has collapsed, and they fled to the rebels on both sides, although those generals are still resisting stubbornly, but most of his soldiers have lost their will to fight and are chased and killed by heavy cavalry.

The main force and flanks of the troops led by Hores, the Dead Pirates, and the Champion Pirate Regiment that had been incorporated had already caused them to retreat, and they were soon driven to the third front, which was here, and completely wiped out.

The outer city has been reduced to ruins, and the inner city has also been affected, destroying many buildings, and the flames in the sky have raised countless debris, and the soil is charred and black.

What Doulinger didn't expect was.

There were really people who rushed over to die generously, and their courage was commendable.

The shore is littered with shipwrecks swept up by huge waves and fragments of trestles that can hold thousands of ships, like a shipwreck graveyard.

Lao Weitou held Lei Wanting, sprinting and stepping on his boots after splashing a handful of flying mud, and found a living thing, the sensory organs of the sea monster's tentacles squirmed, and then twisted and swayed like a whip, all in the direction of Lao Weitou.

He doesn't shy away from it.

The blade of the sword bloomed with a blazing brilliance like a bright sun, and when he saw that one tentacle was about to hit him, he was so fast that he stepped on the tentacle that was moving at high speed, and when the other tentacles strangled him, they were knotted under his chaotic dodging and shaking into a phantom.

Nine hundred years ago, the Knights of the Ancient Legion of Royalty crossed the Alien Gate, and most of the skills they left behind before they left have been lost.

But it's still unbeatable.

Lei Wanting slashed a thick tentacle, the sword light dimmed violently, but it was fleeting, and it was many times more dazzling than before, staring at the iris would be burned out of the hole, the sword light split, the knotted tentacles were cut off, and the sword pierced into the depths, burning flames as if it was close to the sun, surging from the tip of the tentacle to the root like a tide, all turned into charred flesh in the sea.

Lao Weitou fell from the sky, and his five fingers were propped up on the ground and landed quickly.

But there are too many of these tentacles, cutting off a few is like putting out a fire, making the other tentacles want to attack high, and there is already a sound of breaking wind between the dances, and Doulinger has summoned an unknown number of sea monsters, and they can't get close at all.

How can human strength be compared to sea monsters?

For a moment, Lao Wei's head was entangled in the swamp of endless tentacles, eating away at his physical strength little by little.

Rain cats and dogs.

Ernie also fell into the abyss of devouring his physical strength, and more than a dozen tentacles wrapped around him.

These sea monsters were completely different from the warlocks who had sewn them up before, they were all living beings, full of activity, with animal madness, and in a fit of rage, those supernatural tentacles were as light as wicker frantically flapping.

The water-avoiding soft sword is like a steel wire, cutting off a tentacle, but it has a terrifying regenerative ability, and from the blurred fracture of flesh and blood, new flesh suckers and spiral jagged mouths soon emerge, killing inexhaustibly.

How dare Oaks and the others who rushed to meet these tentacles hard, they only formed a front to protect the rear of their accomplices.

When the giant sword was wielded, the scattered raindrops turned into a vacuum, and every time Oakes cut it, it was still quickly regenerated.

"How are you going to fight this?"

Xia Di's eyes looked at the sea god hundreds of meters away, Doulinger didn't pay attention to the people under his feet at all, the magic energy cannon was full of energy, because there were too many rounds of salvos, the barrel was a little overloaded, and it was as scarlet as a soldering iron, even if the rain crackled and smashed on it, it was only evaporated, rising with a violent smoke, and it was impossible to physically cool down at all.

What the hell is Fen doing?

This person who is like a live target standing on the ship has to pin his hopes on the royal weapon, the stone tablet of the underworld.

The edge of the forest.

Mer's body was paradoxical, and there could not have been a more auglible scene, and there seemed to be a river hidden beneath his stitched skin, which contained countless corpses he had refined, even living people.

Kill him every time, when you hit the vital point.

The affected parts will turn into black vortices, causing terrifying and strange ripples, expanding into an incomparably terrifying opening, and a dead body that has suffered damage for him emerges from it.

Celestial Ghoul Technique: Seventh Order.

Mer's arm cracked, and a terrifying black slime overflowed from it, like oil, pouring into the ground with a bang, like opening the sluice gates of a dam, and among the wriggling black banks that gushed into rivers, crawled out one "humanoid Chimera" after another, and there were spells carved into the alchemy of life.

They were all even alive, but they were manipulated uncontrolled by the extremely hard iron knife and silk thread, and some of the humanoid monsters even rushed towards Fen and the two girls behind him, Iori, with tears in their eyes.

Iori's throat rolled, and such scenes reminded her of the years when she had been in a painful miracle, and she suddenly stiffened with stress, and even forgot to run away.

And Mer's own expression was smiling, if Fen didn't come up with other means, his life would be lost here.

While the waves of monsters were surging away, Merr also manipulated the iron metal wire, as sharp and sharp as a knife roll on the wall, bringing up a viscous black liquid, piercing and manipulating the tide of corpses, strangling away.

Click! Click! Click!

Fisher couldn't get out of the entanglement of those knife rolls, and was strung off his legs, strangled his neck, turned into a piece of debris, and then devoured by the tide of corpses, ushering in a second destruction.

Cold sweat was already oozing from Fen's forehead, resisting the magic cannon had consumed a huge amount of concentration, if he wanted to kill Mer now, his physical strength would be exhausted, let alone kill Doringer? There is no way to manipulate the stele at all.

There was a noise in the depths of the woods.

A figure fell from the branch, and the iron fist rained down, and dozens of humanoid Chimeras all splattered bright red plasma like tomatoes bursting, ending their suffering.

Kawatoru was armoured, his eyes quickly scanned the audience, and his steel fingers that had expanded out, grabbed the surging wire knife rolls, and held them all in his hands one after another.

The metal fist scraped with a sharp sound, and all of them were pulled by Kawatoru, and then pulled hard, and all the knife rolls were forcibly pulled out of Mer's body.

A crisp popping sound.

For a moment, Mer's skin was open and his blood was pouring out.

"Damn ......"

Mer's eyes narrowed, he was such a dark man that he would never gamble with his life, and immediately changed his form with the spirit and fled the battlefield.

The battlefield has been pressing towards the coast, and the army under Horace and Doulinger are flanked from both sides, and these people are no longer saved.

Kawatoru wanted to chase after him, but remembered the words of the mysterious bartender at the inn, and the top priority was to find Fen, although he didn't know what it was for.

"Can you still fight?"

Chuan Che asked Fen, Donghai is more than moving, he can't stand it at this palace level, and he also thinks that Li Site and the others will lose badly, and he is ready to be happy.

"Of course, you've come just in time...... Take the life of the Ringer dog now. ”

Fen took a deep breath, stabilized his breath, and lifted the corner of the bag containing the sealed magic stone.

(End of chapter)