In the middle of the night, the sea breeze gradually became cold, and over the reef island, the rain clouds were gathered by the hurricane, and a bolt of lightning pierced the dark night sky, and the thunder sounded, and then the raindrops the size of beans poured down.

"Such a heavy rainstorm, be careful not to be swept into the sea, we better stay away from the shore. On the shore of the reef, Dutura, the shortest of the three wolf-headed warriors who kept vigil, saw the growing waves in the sea, stood up and said to his companion.

The flesh is hidden in the 'shell', and no matter how bad the weather is, the 'Megalodon Wolf Soldiers' are not afraid, but it is wishful thinking to fight against the wrath of the sea with a lowest-level 'God-given Shell'.

"Okay, let's go and sit on the big reef next to the campsite. Hearing Dutura's words, he got up from the slippery ground, walked a few steps, and suddenly shouted in the face of the torrential rain: "This rain is too heavy, I will first go and see the land-man scholar who is still scraping the reef, you two beware of those lowly fishermen taking advantage of the wind and rain to cut off the heads of Harisha." ”

"What do you care about that land-man scholar, isn't it a good thing for him to die at sea because of his recklessness," another thunderbolt pierced the sky, and a wolf's head showed a hideous look in the lightning and thunder, and said in the ear of his companion: "Haven't we been tossed by him these days!"

"It's a good thing that he's dead, of course, but who will bear the wrath of Lord Tumo?"

"How could Lord Tumo really care about a humble lander. ”

"It is true that he does not care about the life and death of a landlier scholar, but he cares whether his orders are solemnly carried out, don't look down on the mind of a big man. The wise man said the same thing. Strode to the other side of the reef.

The rain-soaked reef was slippery, but the soft and resilient soles of the werewolf soldiers were unusually smooth to step on.

Quickly crossing the small reef island at his feet, Musai's bright red eyes pierced through the rain curtain in the dark night, and he saw a medium-sized land figure in the distance in a silent daze in the storm.

"I can't even hide from the rain, isn't this obsessed with learning and becoming stupid..."The wolf-headed warrior secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and scolded in his heart, but his mouth shouted: "Scholar, the rain is too heavy, what do you want to study, and then continue tomorrow when the rain stops."

Scholars. Scholars...". Seeing that the figure did not react at all, a bad feeling rose in Mu Sai's heart, and he was about to speed up when his feet suddenly slipped.

Staggering a few steps, Musai looked down at him. I saw that the dark reefs on the ground were cracking in the rain. It quickly disappeared without a trace under the wind and rain. Underneath is revealed, a layer of leather that is as cold and flat as ice.

The leather was silky and delicate, gradually exuding a faint sheen, and the texture was vaguely remembered in the memory of Missai. It is very similar to when he first became a samurai and first came into contact with the 'God-given Shell' in the 'Temple'.

"Shipwreck, shipwreck, reef island is sinking..."The memory flashed in his mind, and the ground that shook more and more strongly made the wolf-headed warrior wake up, and he turned around and rushed towards the wooden boat with a hoarse shout.

At that moment, huge spots of crimson, thick green, and milky white appeared on the leathery ground of the island.

Running a few steps wildly, the panicked Misak accidentally stepped on one of the turbid green spots, and his whole body was thrown into the 'water of king', and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the abrupt terrified scream.

"Having not experienced bloody hand-to-hand combat, and simply relying on biochemical weapons to oppress their own kind, the willpower of these strong tribal warriors of the 'Angry Sea Sea' is too weak.

It seems that conquering them is much easier than I had imagined. As if disturbed by the dying cries of Musai, a joyful grumble came from the darkness.

Then thousands of soft pillars of light flashed from the raging waves around the reef, carrying countless seawater and mud and sand to bend the entire island and penetrate into the leather-like ground.

Under the lightning and thunder, the giant ancient war weapon with life finally regained its vitality in the stormy waves because of the extraordinary ability of the god Wu Li to create life, and after fading into the dead skin of the rock, it broke free from the shackles of the submarine reef and floated in the wind and waves.

The stored faith gems were consumed, squeezing out the most remnant of divine power in his body, and Zhang Lisheng, who couldn't stand up, lay on the resurrected 'reef island', let the wind and rain blow for a while, and finally gathered a little strength, got up and knelt on the ground, and pressed his hands the ground.

A rippling wave spread out around the young man's palm, and the leather beneath him, which had been solid, strangely turned into a thick liquid, slowly engulfing it.

Penetrating the skin that was ten meters thick, and entering the body of the 'giant beast', Zhang Lisheng found himself falling into a light red corridor that spread zigzagly.

Taking a deep breath, without feeling stuffy at all, he rubbed against the extremely elastic walls on both sides of the corridor and closed his eyes, and suddenly a huge structural diagram appeared in the young man's mind.

The spiderweb-like corridor is the blood vessels of the island-like ancient biochemical weapons, which connect the important organs of the 'giant beast'.

The bright red slowly beating is the equivalent of the heart's vitality supply organ;

Located in the lower layer of the epidermis, the pearls are like a thousand times magnified by lasers, strong acids, frozen beams... and so on, the control organs of long-range weapon launch systems;

And at the beginning of all the blood vessels, a mass of blood-white tofu-like substance is the control center of all the actions of the 'giant beast'... The role of the various parts inside the weapon of war naturally appeared in the young man's heart, as if this terrifying monster with no self-consciousness was a 'creation' made by his own hands.

"This is really a rich legacy..."It took more than ten minutes to memorize the body structure of the 'giant beast', and Zhang Lisheng muttered in admiration: "It is still understandable to use biological organs to make strong acid jets, after all, the stomach acid of animals is a strong corrosive agent, and it is too unimaginable for organs that may emit 'dead light'..."

As he spoke, he walked briskly along the corridor to the center of the 'giant beast' and jumped slightly, plunging into the large mass of tofu-like substrate, connecting to the control system of the ancient biochemical weapon.

A few seconds later, a faint light flashed in the night rain, and the 'behemoth' of the reef island slowly sank on the surface of the sea, disappearing into the vast ocean.

The news of the death of a strange land-based scholar, a few low-ranking warriors of the Nadot tribe, and a group of indigenous boatmen did not attract much attention.

After a sour feeling in her heart for some reason, Jaggie led the fleet of Heinheim and Manchester City to set sail as usual without a moment's delay;

Tumo cursed a few times in his heart for the loss of a group of 'Megalodon Soldiers', and quickly put this little matter behind him;

Rumorucci accidentally learned from the merchant who had returned to the voyage that the scholar who had exchanged information for his token and set foot on the raging sea had died in a shipwreck, and he couldn't help but show a sneering expression.

No one could have imagined what this seemingly ordinary accident meant, until the fleet of the Wuli expedition appeared at dawn three months later in the harbor of 'Nador'...

The steel warships that seemed to be able to line up to the end of the sky broke through the thick fog and appeared in the eyes of the Nadot warriors who were wearing 'husks' and cruising around, which immediately caused a commotion, "That's, what is it, iron ships, iron ships that can float on the sea, hundreds, thousands of big iron ships...";

"It doesn't matter whether it's iron or wood, they're facing us with land-man artillery...";

"The sea cruisers have not appeared now, they must have been killed, this is a token of war, a declaration of war on 'Nador', go and report to His Majesty the Lion King, gather the army...",

In the cockpit of the flagship of the expeditionary force, the genius captain of the Wuli tribe, Ban Saru, looked at the enemy in the harbor with a telescope, and said disdainfully, "Under the wisdom taught by the gods, even the warriors of the legendary 'Angry Sea' are like pigs waiting to be slaughtered. ”

Then he instructed the herald beside him: "With the power bestowed by the great gods, I give the order that the battleships in front of the battle fire in a salvo. ”

"Yes, Captain Bansalu, the battleship in front of the battle opened fire in a volley. The herald repeated the order and strode out of the cabin.

In fact, the performance of the Nadot warriors was not as cowardly as Captain Wu Li said, in the face of the steel battleship that they had never seen before, after the initial panic, under the command of the leader, they quickly lined up the battle formation, and a small number of warriors with the ability to fly in their "shells" had already instigated the wings like bat flesh wings, and roared fiercely and flew towards the giant ship in the sea.

At this moment, thousands of guns on the deck of the Wuli fleet erupted into a blinding fire, and after a heart-pounding bang, the entire Nador harbor turned into a sea of fire.

"Die, you stinky fish that anger the gods. Seeing through the telescope that the entire coast was covered in flames and smoke, Bansalu clenched his fists excitedly.

This is the first time he has given this order to directly destroy foreign tribes with shipborne artillery, if it weren't for Zhang Lisheng's feeling that the social structure of those powerful tribes on the three islands of Nutao has degenerated into nothing like the Hell tribe, and there is no value of conquest, Captain Wu Li may not be able to enjoy this kind of fun of slaughter for the rest of his life.

But when the smoke slowly cleared, Bansaru was surprised to find that the harbor did not turn into a bloody ruin as he imagined, although the ground was blown out of large craters, but the foundation of the harbor did not collapse, but slowly 'healed' at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Nadot warriors were not killed or wounded, and although all of them were wounded, very few were actually killed by artillery fire, and the vast majority of the samurai remained combative. (To be continued......)