The Cursed Ship

All fleets have moved to the northwest coast...

Paul controlled his fifth-level spirit ship to slowly approach the Golden Dragon, took pictures of the dragon ship from different angles, and prepared to turn back and pirate.

Compared with the dry shapes of other ships, the shape of the Golden Dragon is too vivid. It has broken away from the concept of a ship, and it is really an imperial city on the sea. Paul felt that this style was worthy of his identity.

From time to time on the dragon boat, there were some beautiful women walking around with their long skirts fluttering, which made his heart itch. He suddenly felt that it was disrespectful to have only one Avril by his side, and the layout was too small.

How could he, the grand prince of the Falatu family, only have a little star by his side?

It will be lunch time soon, and the Skyfame is circling around, not to mention Alice, even Zheng Lin, Luo Funi and others have noticed that this guy is plotting evil.

"It's that bastard Paul, what is he doing?" Luo Funi's eyes widened, and she was about to go to the firearm display console.

Sai Yulali hugged her and said with a strange look: "Sister, you are no longer the head of the Special Affairs Bureau, why are you still in such a hurry? Do you think the shape of its boat is very similar to that of our Ai Li? What does Princess Silk look like at Level 4? This guy must want to imitate our look again!"

Zheng Lin quit when he heard it, and said angrily: "He wants to infringe? This is our Xiaoli's design patent! Let's go, let's shoot him!"

Marylou kicked him on the shin and cursed, "Fuck you big head, do you want to make your son the enemy of the world?"

"Uh... At least we should charge him royalties. Alice, let's contact him!"

The two of them ran up to the main control hall, called up the chart and sent a communication invitation to the Tianyuzhe.

Paul was about to go around the second circle to take a closer look, when he saw a communication invitation from the Golden Dragon, he connected suspiciously. In the next second, he saw Zheng Lin with a serious face sitting on the captain's throne.

"Cough..." Zheng Lin coughed dryly and said, "Paul, do you want to imitate the shape of the Golden Dragon?"

Damn, it's all been seen, is it that obvious?

Paul paused, and said, "You are the Golden Dragon? Are you from the Asar family?"

Zheng Lin was surprised, this guy is not as stupid as the rumors said, not only avoided my question, but also asked for information.

He tried his best to adjust the state of practicing Neijiaquan, so that the momentum became as calm as a mountain, suppressed Paul with his eyes, and said:

"Paul,

Don't blame me for not warning you, the shape of the Golden Dragon has been patented overseas, and imitations are not allowed. If I find out that you imitate and plagiarize, it will be regarded as an infringement, and I will shoot directly! "

Paul is inexplicably guilty. He is lawless against those who are weaker than him. When facing the sixth-level spirit ship, he really dare not be arrogant... Regardless of whether this Golden Dragon belongs to the Asal family or not, the sixth-level spirit ship is not his current Can provoke offence.

"That... don't be so cruel, it's just a boat shape, what kind of patent protection is there?" He scratched the stubble on his cheek and said.

Zheng Lin said solemnly: "This shape represents a specific identity, not everyone can imitate it. I have already warned you, don't blame me for not showing face to the Faratu family!"

Paul swallowed his saliva, this guy seems to be serious, what should we do?

He really didn't want to give up the imitation...... Turning his eyes, Paul said: "Patent, can you authorize the use?"

There was a trace of satisfaction on Zheng Lin's face, this kid is still very good! He frowned in embarrassment, as if hesitating.

When Paul saw that there was something going on, the local tyrant's temperament immediately rose up, and he said confidently: "Your Excellency, please tell me a condition! Yes, I intend to imitate this style. As long as I don't deliberately embarrass me, I believe I can satisfy you!"

Zheng Lin looked straight: "Do you know what identity this shape represents?"

Paul looked at the Golden Dragon on the close-up monitor. He really couldn't see what identity this shape could represent, but he just thought it looked awesome, noble and domineering, very extraordinary, and very six-six-six.

He looked at Zheng Lin with questioning eyes, waiting for Zheng Lin to give the answer himself.

Zheng Lin didn't try to be tricky, and said: "It represents the ruler of the world and a generation of emperors, and not everyone can use it!"

Fuck... Do you think I, Paul, are a fool? It's just a shape, but also the master of the world!

Paul was speechless for a while, and vaguely felt that Zheng Lin's words seemed very reasonable. This kind of look should not be used by anyone, only he, Paul, who is the pride of heaven, deserves to use it!

He intends to imitate it directly, regardless of his shitty patent protection, but he is also worried that this guy will really come and shoot him after he finds out. The special cannon of the sixth-level spirit ship can definitely kill him with one shot.

After hesitating for a moment, he still defeated his arrogance with reason, and said, "Your Excellency, tell me your conditions!"

Zheng Lin stared at him for a few seconds, nodded and said: "I think you are also a person who knows the goods, how about this, authorized by year, from now on ten amethyst coins per year, you can buy ten years or one at a time Hundred-year authorization!"

Paul was dumbfounded, why didn't you grab it? Ten amethysts are equal to ten million white crystals, far exceeding his annual quota.

...

Zheng Yang's mind wandered in the crystal, not knowing the passage of time.

He thinks it is unscientific. According to his prediction, even if he can't comprehend it, he should be able to find the spells that represent the power of the law. However, the fact is that he was always in a space filled with pale golden light, and he couldn't find a spell at all.

However, my mind felt very comfortable in this pale golden light, and I didn't want to leave lazily.

"This divine crystal contains the law of fire. There are fire spells on my ring of thorns. Use them to tease me!" Zheng Yang had an idea and came up with such a method.

He mobilized the thorns to burn the seal, and the spells of the seal emerged from the ring of thorns, and then he copied those spells in the space of the god crystal. Whether he understood it or not, he just copied it.

Sure enough, there was a change this time. Countless incantations gradually emerged in the surrounding space, some in series, some combined into small magic circles, but most of them existed independently and filled the entire space.

Zheng Yang was pleasantly surprised. He tried his best to keep his mind calm, touched the spells around him, and he really felt the extremely hot breath from it, which was full of destructive power. Through these breaths, he vaguely felt that there seemed to be a larger and more vast world connected with this space.

"Thunderbolt talents have obtained a large number of spells from the thunder and lightning spells, but the fire-type thorns burning spells are not talents. The law power in these god crystals has not been actively imprinted into the thorn ring... Can I take the initiative to move some spells back? ?”

Think and do it!

In the end, Zheng Yang couldn't shake a spell even with all his might...