Pirates make Memes: Get eight magic Skills at the Beginning - Chapter 168
Chapter 168
Devil’s Triangle, a three-masted sailing ship of terror.
It is a nightmare scene, the land is decaying and black-brown, the ground is covered with large and small graves, Gothic buildings are scattered, rows of houses are withered wheat fields, and blackened scarecrows stand in the center of the wheat fields, smiling wickedly at every passer-by.
Crooked country roads, withered branches of trees take on strange shapes, and the hollow tree holes whistle through the flowing wind, making creepy sounds, as if there are countless demons and monsters around them staring greedily at the foreigners.
The terrain of the entire Terror Three-masted Galeon is high in the middle and low in the middle, and in the center is a slightly higher hilly terrain, on which a magnificent castle is built, and the whole body is made of granite as hard as iron, which looks quite gloomy in the moonless night and fog.
Tall arches, long cloisters, thick pillars hugged by three people, huge crosses, and under the stained glass assembled windows, moonlight Moriah walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking gloomy.
“Why did the Navy suddenly come to the door?”
“And is it Brigadier General Yang Ming, who has been in the limelight recently?”
For the recent drought Jack execution, Moonlight Moriah naturally watched the whole process.
Moonlight Moria was also a young man with aspirations, trying to compete with the Hundred Beasts Kaido for the status and title of the Emperor of the Sea, but unfortunately his strength was inferior to the other party after all, not only was he seriously injured and on the verge of death, but the original team he brought out of the West Sea was also lost on the battlefield in that battle, in order to cover his retreat.
“It seems that I have to find someone else to discuss it properly!”
Moonlight Moriah thought about it again and again, and then had an idea.
He shook the brass bell, and the bell rang everywhere.
But all the subordinates who heard the brass bell sounded, they stopped what they were doing and rushed to the castle from everywhere.
After a while, three subordinates dressed differently arrived one after another.
Genius surgeon, Hogurk.
Transparent Man, Abu Salom.
Ghost Girl, Perona.
Just when Moonlight Moria urgently convened a meeting to discuss countermeasures, Yang Ming was not idle, and led his troops all the way.
Moonlight Moriah retired to the Devil’s Triangle for many years, digging other people’s graves to steal corpses over the years, stitching up various creatures through surgeon Hogusick, and after injecting shadows, various strange zombie creatures were born.
There are zombie dogs that resemble the three-headed dogs of hell, and zombies that resemble dead trees.
The appearance of these zombies is different, but the strength is very general, at most with the weird appearance to scare people, and then with the huge number to bully foreigners, but once they encounter a strong enemy, these weak zombies are a joke.
Yang Ming did not shoot to kill these zombies, leaving his subordinates to play freely.
If everything needs to be handled by him, why did he go to great lengths to lead the troops?
Although Jonathan, who is the most suitable for serving as a battlefield commander, was transferred by Yang Ming to the sea fortress G8 as a staff officer, Tina’s command ability is not much worse, with her delicate mind and keen insight, and then Ain, Binz, Xiuzo, Xiuen and others as middle-level commanders, can implement Tina’s tactical points in place, so that the entire force has been trained and run-in in the process of battle, and gradually melted into one.
In his spare time, Yang Ming checked the system prompts.
“Ding!”
“Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line of LOL and getting a chance to win a lottery, do you want to start the lottery roulette?”
“Yes!”
In Yang Ming’s line of sight, a lottery roulette wheel that could not be observed by others gradually emerged, divided into four columns: ordinary skills, hero skills, equipment props, and hero skins.
Common Skills: Barrier, Purification, Insight, Ignition, Weakness, Flash, Ghost Speed, Healing, Clarity, Garrison, Crossbow Guard, Punishment, Marking, Teleportation.
Hero Skills: Shattered Fire, Lava Shield, Alpha Raid, Meditation, Infinity Kendo, Void Blade, Energy Pulse, Void Orb…
Equipment items: Hex’s belt, Glory of Justice, Twin Shadows, Three-Phase Power, Speed Boots…
Hero Skins: Future Warrior, Wings of Steel, Bongxianlubu, Champion’s Blade…
[Purify]: Remove all limiting effects on the body and cool down for five minutes.
Yang Ming’s eyes moved slightly.
The effect of purification, which can lift the ability to control, is against the sky, if he encounters an ability such as the childlike fruit, Yang Ming can use purification to avoid a catastrophe and avoid being affected and controlled by the fruit’s ability.
While walking, Yang Ming glanced at the depths of the forest from the corner of his eyes with deep meaning.
A skeleton man has been hanging behind everyone sneakily, who is not Brooke?
Brooke thinks that his whereabouts are hidden, plus he has become a skeleton, no breathing, no heartbeat, no body heat, walking on tiptoe, trying not to make a single sound, even if he sees the domineering want to detect Brooke’s existence, it is more or less difficult.
Brooke hid behind the trunk of a towering tree, leaned out a skull, and watched this navy crush all the way in a devastated posture, the air emitted a strong smell of gunsmoke, leaving the corpses of zombies in the place where he passed, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.
“The strength of this navy is so terrifying!”
“However, if they continue to walk, they will encounter that person!”
Since Brooke was captured by Moonlight Moriah, he can faintly sense that his shadow falls on a corpse, becoming a powerful sword zombie.
Brooke has come to terrorize the three sailing ships more than once, asking the great sword Hao Long Ma to return his shadow, but the opponent’s swordsmanship is extremely skillful, and Brooke has repeatedly lost under the opponent’s sword.
If it weren’t for the Great Sword Hao Longma knowing that once the true owner of the shadow died, the shadow would also dissipate, I am afraid that Brook would have already died Huangquan again, and it was a real death, and even the Huangquan fruit could not save him.
Brooke was caught in a war with heaven and man, and he didn’t know whether to remind this navy of this.
But before he could get the results, he saw Yang Ming and his group step into a deserted manor.
The wheat field is full of decaying black-brown soil, the dark scarecrow stands in the field, showing a strange smile to the foreigners who enter the area, and several zombie crows on their shoulders make a dead duck-like “quack” sound, which adds a bit of weird atmosphere to the scene.
“Stop coming.”
An old zombie man in a kimono suddenly jumped down from the roof of the house, and most of the people at the scene could not see when the other party pulled out the sword out of the sheath, only to see a cold knife light like water waves flashed away, and a crack was cut on the ground, more than 100 meters long, running in front of the road that everyone had to pass.
Only when the old man in kimono put his sword into its sheath and stood on the black-brown earth did everyone see his face clearly.
The old man in a kimono was dressed in a pale kimono with wide and fat sleeves with the word “dragon” printed on it, a white bandage on his head that wrapped around his left eye, a dark scarf around his neck that covered the lower half of his face, and a chest full of stitching marks under the collar open, and faintly visible crisscrossing scars, apparently having experienced some kind of brutal battle before his death.
The withered feet stepped on heavy clogs, making a crisp sound when they landed.
Ryoma looked up at everyone, obviously in front of him was just a big sword hao who had died for many years, and now what was attached to his body was just a shadow, but everyone could still feel a unique temperament that only big sword hao had from the dragon horse zombie.
Sharp!
Aggressive!
“Who are you?”
Ain frowned, and subconsciously put his jade hand on the hilt.
Since stepping on the terrifying three-masted sailing ship, he has dealt with a group of weak chicken zombies along the way, but when facing the zombie in front of him, Ain instinctively felt a sense of threat.
The old man in the kimono did not mean to speak, but just glanced at Ain’s posture of holding the handle of the knife, and said without saltiness:
“Female baby, the knife is not used like you.”
Hearing this, Ain’s face turned red.
In the entire navy, there are only a few great swordsmen who can be found, just because everyone has been practicing naval sword techniques since childhood, and the moves at a glance have no soul, even if Ain is a top student of the Naval Academy, it is no exception.
In the eyes of countless navies, the knife is just a sharp blade used to hack pirates, and there is no need for those fancy things, as long as it can win.
But for the great sword hao, who has dedicated his whole life to the sword, this behavior of the navy is simply a blasphemy.
Yang Ming stopped Ain, who was about to draw a knife at Ryoma, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
“The once famous Great Sword Hao, born in the country of Wa, and even rumored to have killed dragons in the sky, Ryoma, who is called a war dragon warrior by the world, is it possible that he is an old man who can only bully little girls?”
“Huh?”
Ryoma turned his head to look at Yang Ming, and seemed to feel Yang Ming’s unique temperament that was very different from ordinary people, and a smile wrinkled on his stiff face.
“You, something.”
With a sonorous sound, Ryoma slowly drew his sword out of its sheath.
This knife has a thick body, a thick back, a chaotic blade with a large reverse T-shape, a black-purple blade, and a bright red serrated dragon pattern.
The decaying fingertips gently rubbed the lines on the body of the knife, and Ryoma said in an emotional tone:
“This knife is a famous knife Qiushui, one of the twenty-one works of the Great Quick Dao, and never kills the nameless.”
Ryoma raised his hand, and the tip of the knife pointed obliquely at Yang Ming.
“You are qualified to be my revenant under the sword, give me a name…” Before
he finished speaking, Yang Ming’s figure suddenly disappeared in front of him.
“Flash!”
The moment he noticed Yang Ming appearing behind him, Ryoma couldn’t help but blurt out a curse: ”
Young man, you don’t talk about martial arts!”
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