Destiny Dominates

The Alliance Wings Great Ship Regiment, armed the merchant ship Black Ant.

In the captain's room, the black ant's owner Dray was squinting through the porthole and squinting at the destroyer 'Early Morning' sailing 900 meters away. At this time, just behind the bulwark of his ship, not only gathered all the good players under his command, the total number of nearly 20 extrajudicial persons. There are three remaining shipowners, nearly 60 people.

Not long ago, they used the gambling and playing cards as an excuse, or used the night to cross the boat from the water, and they were all armed and loaded.

Just wait for the time they agreed upon, and you can start immediately.

"They have always been vigilant, and the defense has not been lax. We have little chance of overcoming this destroyer. At most, it can only be contained so that they cannot successfully load cruise missiles."

As the agreed nine o'clock got closer and closer, the guard captain of Dray couldn't help but express his opinion: "But this is not quite right BOSS, are you sure you have agreed with them?"

"Why do you say that?"

Drey asked puzzled: "Is there anything abnormal?"

"The Kreila and Koop backed off just now, a bit far from the early morning position. If you attack from there, it is very unfavorable."

The captain of the **** frowned tightly: "In my opinion, this is more like avoiding suspicion, they are actively disengaging."

Dray couldn't help but glance at the other three shipowners present, and then he scolded with a stern face: "Shit! Tell the people below, unless Candela and Bren have action first, otherwise we will No fire! Do they want us to stand in front and block them? "

But at this time, a man wearing a black magic robe and glasses hurried into the cabin.

Dray recognized this, and that was another shipowner, Nate's magic advisor, Dredd, a fifteenth-level magic mage. The man whispered a few words next to Nate's ear. The latter was slightly stunned, and then his face was pale and his lips were purple standing from the spot.

"Everybody, it's very late. I'll go back to bed first. Today's hand is very good. I'm also very happy. I advise you to go to bed too early--"

Then the Mr. Nate opened the door and hurried away, and then took him outside a large group of men and hurried down the gangway. They need to return to their cargo ship through the communication boat parked below.

When Dray saw it, he was amazed, but then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he ordered his subordinates: "Try to find out what happened? Is something wrong?"

Immediately after he said this, the other shipowner across from him took a headset from his left ear: "Dray, I think we are still good at washing and sleeping. Those guys, they are doing a stupid thing. , So stupid. I am too. I am an idiot. I actually agreed. This evening was a mistake! "

This one finally stumbled away, leaving the people in the captain's room staring at each other.

At this time, even an idiot can guess that something must have happened against them.

And Dray learned the situation only a moment later. Only three seconds later, he left the assistant who was not long before and hurriedly opened the door.

"BOSS, I bought the news from the Admiral of Adelaide with a half-million gold shield. There was something wrong with the Tomahawk Pirates. Just before he came to inform Mr. Nate, there were already eight legends over there. Kill! Under the command of our commander, it is likely that there will be high-level legends of the gods, or even semi-god-level snipers! "

So for the next moment, the few remaining people here no longer have the slightest blood on their faces.

De Lei was struck by lightning, and then unknowingly broke the pipe in his mouth: "My God! Shit! That lucky Andrea, that guy is he serious?"

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At Li Mochen's sniping position, the pseudo "Long Wei" had made a 27th gunshot.

During this period, Li Mochen had replaced the magazine once. With the help of the high-tech "loader" provided by the big alchemists of the Light and Magic Industry, the pseudo-Longwei magazine was filled very quickly, just slightly below the magazine.

At this time, not only did the thirteen legends die under his guns, but none of the quasi-legendaries of the Tomahawks survived.

During this period, only the legendary fourth-level shield warrior Garcia, and a legendary second-level magical swordsman made Li Mochen a little tricky and used an extra bullet.

The former has a shield of the Holy Class, and its defense is extremely powerful. The legendary magic swordsman tried to escape from this space and escape into the dark world or the astral world.

The holy object held by this person is also biased towards the type of space. Even Anthony relied on the ‘dimensional lock’ exhibited by the Magic Tower, but he could not completely restrain this person.

Dimensional Lock-This is a more powerful space imprisonment than the Dimensional Anchor. It can prevent the semi-god-level strong from being easily separated from the current space. And Anthony, although only a magic wizard of the sixteenth level. But his true strength, even if compared to the legend, does not allow much.

But this legendary magician swordsman almost escaped from Li Mochen's gun.

At this time, Li Mochen aimed the muzzle again and aimed at the three legendary "chain demon" in mid-air. The three-headed devil felt the situation was bad for a long time. Their big lantern eyes blinked, watching with caution and helplessness, looking at the sky to the south.

Li Mochen believes that if they can escape, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has already fled from here, or directly returned to hell. However, due to the limitation of a certain contract, they still stood there in a daze holding a pseudo-sky lock and magic chain. Neither tried to evade nor took any action against Li Mochen.

This situation was beyond Li Mochen's expectation, but he was not rude to lock the three-headed legendary fourth-level "chain demon" as the next goal.

Just before shooting, he first sensed the "Shen Xiao Ling Yun Zi Jin Pagoda". Found that the virtue of virtue on the tower, there are still more than 1,300 strands. This loss is also less than he expected, and it may have been earned in the process, giving back a lot of merit. He didn't notice it because of his preoccupation.

If the rumors are not false, then these legends mixed in the Antolian mainland pirate group are basically hand-infected, there is no good person.

"Canopy!"

Li Mochen pulled the trigger decisively, and with the two bullets from 35 kilometers away, he shattered one of the chains ’hearts and magic nuclei one after another. Instantly consume hundreds of strands! The blood and flesh of this **** devil were all absorbed by the six-pointed star array on the deck of the goddess Agraya.

These three heads of refining magic did not consume much time for Li Mochen. However, after they were shattered and projected by Li Mochen one by one, Robert Ivon was completely out of control, as the magic chain and the lock of the sky were detached. The "meat ball" inside began to stretch out countless granulations in the four directions, and thousands of wind blades began to condense around.

However, it was her "magic power" that exploded first, and the vast spiritual pressure swept across the sea again. All the seafarers on the ship were in a coma. Only those outside the fifteenth level can barely stay awake and stay in breath .