Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 309: Nightmare Comes: The Blue Dragon King Reappears
“No wonder electric fishing is banned, this scene is really tragic.

This is no longer a matter of the whole family being together. A population of piranhas, young and old, will become extinct, right?"

Byron did not indulge in the admiring and worshipful gazes of his companions.

Looking back at the Black Coffin and May Wind, whose subsequent history was cut off at that point in the logbook, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The kill record of the Octopus Battleship was successfully obtained, and an "immunity" quota was finally secured.

A group of chattering storm elves quickly rushed into the captain's room of the May Wind, which was already eight-tenths cooked, without any command.

They worked together to bring out a shiny golden compass and handed it to Byron.

As long as he had this thing, the New World, the whaling grounds of Mei's Leviathan whale, the city of Luoyan, or the thirteen crystal skulls, half of which were still missing, would no longer be a problem for him.

[Desire Compass] is the standard equipment for treasure hunting activities!

At the same time, the skeleton sailors on the Golden Deer who depended on the ghost ship also fell apart after losing their support.

In the "octagonal cage" where only one winner can survive, there is only one gladiator Smith left, with blood coming out of all the orifices on the back of his head and most of his energy gone.

The connection between the two brothers is obviously more than just two independent people put together.

One was seriously injured, and the other seemed to be seriously injured as well.

The most important thing is that although Smith still has seventy or eighty layers of the indestructible [Beast Armor] on his body, he no longer has an endless supply of reinforcements.

Naturally, there was no suspense about the outcome of the fatal fight.

But the Smith brothers, who initially viewed the other two parties as nobody but chickens and dogs, found it difficult to accept such an unexpected development.

However, because they are trapped in their own web, once the [War Shackles] are deployed, there is no room for regret midway, and the person who activates the ability is no exception.

Looking at the five people who were surrounding him step by step, Smith staggered back, his eyes wandering, and muttered:

“No, no, no, I can’t die yet.

We, the Smith brothers, are gifted. As long as we are given enough time, we will surely become the most famous fifth-order legends in this ocean.

Even become the [Undead King] who rules the edge of the world!
We are born protagonists. How can you, the stepping stones, turn the tables? Why can't you just die? ! "

Byron sneered at Smith, who was obviously confused:
"When he was a mortal, [Infinite Evolutionist] Balboa had completed all eight extremes. How could he not be very talented? But he still died at any moment.
In fact, the most talented people in this world are not those High-Sequence Transcendents who have already stood on the top of the mountain.

But before he could even start his legendary journey, he was a beggar who died of hunger and cold in some corner.

Mr. Smith, you'd better get on the road early. Dreams can hold all kinds of possibilities!"

Facing the fourth-level gladiator in front of him, he once again took the lead in the charge.

In line with the professional motto of "I am a pioneer", my spirituality also grew at an unprecedented rate.

The time is slightly advanced.

In the international port, the hazy fog and the golden legal network are intertwined, and reality is also intertwined with dreams.

The four octopus warships in the upwind position were still releasing thick fog continuously.

The Seventh Fleet, which had already been vaccinated against coral disease in advance, launched a deep-sea jump and landed here as soon as it received the early warning.

After taking over more than a dozen naval warships from Jamestown Royal Port, Byron's fleet had expanded to 55 ships.

Dignity is only on the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon!
Judging from the caliber of artillery alone, the Seventh Fleet would have no problem ranking in the top three in the Bantaan Islands.

It allowed him to gradually gain "dignity" and grasp a certain amount of "truth".

The Skeleton Knight Andrew Lancaster does not have the [Storm Signet Ring], so he cannot use Byron's "Sword Technique Falling from the Sky".

But the huge number of fleets is enough to crush everything even with free shooting.

The skeleton waved his arm:
"Open fire and send them into the sea!"

Rumble.
Dazzling artillery flames flashed on the sea, and red-hot bombs drew lines of fire in the air, smashing down on the four frigates like a storm.

They were forced to retreat towards the coast of the Great Thaiman Island.

On the other side, in the central square where the advent ceremony was held, the altar built by the coral people had already been torn into pieces by the first round of attack by the Silver Wing Knights.

The young Taiwanese suffered the backlash of the high-level ritual and vomited out a large mass of internal organs, which disintegrated into a pile of wriggling transparent jellyfish and octopuses when they came into contact with rainwater.

His face was so cold that it looked like ice chips could fall off.

He suddenly transformed into the cursed spirit that once displayed great power [Kruger, the Dream Killer of Banyan Street].

Nightmare is not good at frontal combat, but is a natural conspirator who is best at taking advantage of the fears and spiritual gaps in other people's hearts.

Unfortunately, his opponent this time is the [Silver Wing Knights].

After the heroic spirits of the female knights and the dragon souls of the wyverns responded to the ritual, they directly entered the Mithril body.

Mithril is as ductile as bronze, yet can be polished like glass. It is stronger than steel, yet as light as a feather.

Its beauty is like silver, but it will not fade with time. With the blessing of the legion ability of [Demon-Breaking Holy Silver], its resistance to various spells is greatly enhanced.

With both physical and spell defense maxed out, the claws of the killer in the dream became extremely powerless against this kind of enemy.

In particular, there was a Mithril Dragon that was even larger, with a length of more than eight meters from head to tail, which stood out among a group of wyverns.

[Title Effect: Mithril Dragon Soul]:
“After receiving the blessing of the dragon soul, it can achieve both physical and spiritual perfection, allowing Catherine to transform herself into a mithril dragon with the help of a large amount of mithril.

Strength, speed and defense are greatly enhanced, and at the same time, three types of spell abilities are obtained: Dragon Might, Flight, and Breath. "

Not only will the size of the body continue to grow as financial resources and rank increase.

Just like Byron's title ability, at the legendary level of 20, 25, and 30 points, he will receive further improvements and ability expansion.

At this time, with her body promoted to the third level and the law blessing reaching the fourth level, she has grown from a five-meter-long young dragon to an eight-meter-long young dragon.

Once she is crowned the "Queen of Finance" in the future, she will probably be truly qualified to compete with an adult dragon, a mythical creature.

Even if it is only at the young dragon stage, its frontal combat capability is far from being comparable to that of a [Nightmare].

crackling
He opened his mouth wide and exhaled, and a chain of blazing white lightning covered the sky and earth, carrying sacred and demon-destroying properties, which made the terrifying killer in the dream, who was so feared by everyone, run away in fear.

But no matter where he ran, he could not break through the border maze surrounding the central square.

His dodging range was constantly compressed, his entire body was burnt black, and he looked extremely miserable.

The young Taiwanese citizen finally had to admit that even if the governor of the International Port and a group of good players were excluded, the remaining defense force was still far beyond his expectations.

So, he once again picked up the magic book "Luo Yan City Textbook" in his hand, looked directly into the eyes of the Mithril Dragon Catherine and said coldly:

“It is beyond my expectation that the colony of the Bay Country, Hattings, has such strength.

But... you shouldn't have pissed me off.

In the name of my Lord, the sleeping god Kraken, the first battle after returning to the old continent must be won and not lost! "

The pages of the magic book in his hand were turning rapidly.

The further back you go, the more messy and sloppy the strokes that record all kinds of taboo knowledge become, as if they have gradually turned into the doodles of a mentally ill person.

Until one of the pages was turned, a very sloppy picture was revealed.

But anyone who has been there can recognize at a glance that this is the dream city, Luoyan City!

puff!
The young man spat out a large amount of blood, and a colorful mist dominated by water color suddenly swarmed out from the two-dimensional picture, carrying the black lines drawn by the madman.

He also took out a handful of panacea-like philosopher's stones from the "Faust Contract" and offered them to the gods as sacrifices on behalf of the residents of the International Port.

immediately.

The huge buildings, the temples of the old gods, the crooked statues, and a city shrouded in mist were reflected in the sky above the International Port.

Countless whispers in dreams resounded through the clouds:
"The Era of Luo Yan has arrived, and all living things have died. In the eternal deep sea mansion, the sleeping god who is still dreaming even though he is dead is waiting. Dream, dream."

The black magic cults in the Old World are completely different from the Deep Church. The former are essentially just a group of black wizards who study forbidden knowledge.

They simply treated the corpses of those super-sized beings floating in the Sea of ​​​​Source as large-scale information storage devices.

The knowledge that a Dark wizard gains through painstaking research is the same as the knowledge that he gains directly from the Old Gods through sacrifice.

It is essentially an equal exchange, and there is no distinction between who owes whom or who is more noble than whom.

After all, they are just a bunch of corpses without any subjective consciousness. What else do you want?

Many dark wizards even continue to believe in the Creator as they have done for many years.

But this young man from Taiwan who was responsible for the bloodbath and the Deep Dive Church he belonged to were obviously not the case.

Not only have they transformed their racial form like many dark wizards, they have also completely converted to the "Old Gods".

Compared to the Black Wizard Cult, their believers are the true descendants of the Old Gods.

The [Dark Magic: Nightmare Coming] that was cast at this time actually pulled a wisp of Kraken's dream into reality.

The visualized world before Catherine's eyes was detached and distorted.

The entire international port began to be filled with suffocating, foul-smelling steam, and the surrounding buildings were distorted in an incomprehensible geometric form.

Even the direction of gravity is confused.

It seems that if you accidentally step on empty air, you will fall from the sky and land in another city floating in the sky.

And in the blurred projection of Luoyan City, one ghost ship after another with will-o'-the-wisp burning appeared on the flooded city streets, naturally lined up in a row.

Driven by an inexplicable force, it slowly turned the muzzle and aimed at the international port on the ground.

Looking at the projection of an extremely large warship in the messy array opposite, Catherine's golden dragon pupils gradually widened and she screamed:
"That's the Blue Dragon King?!"

(End of this chapter)