My Heroic Life

""Cheers!!""

The pirates shouted to their heart's content, they drank and ate meat, talented guys performed the show, the accordion was played again, and the laughing men sang songs.

In this cheerful banquet, they vented the fear in their hearts, experienced the many enjoyments of being living, and ushered in the sunset with their family members.

The sun slowly slipped down the sea, and the night struck. The heroic soldiers dropped their wine glasses, as if they had dropped their sorrow, fear and love for the world. They laughed and put on their equipment, picked up a knife and axe, and looked at the mist together. The black island still shows a strong presence.

The final adventure begins.

Chapter 54: You Shit (2 in 1)

The black island quietly appeared in the field of vision, followed by many ghost ships moored along its coast. In the sky above the island, clusters of ghosts gathered in the thick fog and drifted in the wind, and it was vaguely visible that many of them were huge in size. Great Ghost.

Drake and the others looked at the island like a monster stronghold for a while without speaking, but then, fearless laughter came out, and the crew on the Golden Deer raised their swords, and they had nothing to worry about when they were dead. .

"Master Saint and Brother, don't worry, we will send you out whatever we say."

"Originally we are dead, let the dead stop the dead."

The sailors were noisy, and at the same time, the skeletons and zombies on the moored ghost ship raised their heads. They were either empty or empty, or simply empty eyes looking at the Golden Deer, which was heading straight towards the coast, and opened their mouths. Weeping harshly.

"what----!"

As many as a dozen ships set sail amidst the harsh shouts of the ghosts. Above the sky, the ghosts began to howl, and rushed in groups under the command of the great ghost.

"Our route is very simple." Drake pointed his gun forward and said:

"That's going straight forward!"

She yelled and pulled the trigger. The magic bullet was fired from the old musket. At the same time, four cannons in the bow of the ship were shot.

Four golden beams of light broke through the dense fog and shot into the distance. The ghost ship's bow on the route ahead bears the brunt, and the magical beam is unstoppable under Drake's unreserved urge.

The hull of the ghost ship shattered in the light beams, and groups of skeletons were broken into fragments by the impact of magical power. The zombies fell into the water in all directions, and even the big ghost hidden in the ship was wiped out with full force.

The ship's already weak keel was smashed by the falling weight, the ghost ship began to fall apart, and the bow of the ship fell into the water with groups of monsters and ghosts.

"Haha, today is downwind, and the downwind Golden Deer is invincible!"

Drake drank and laughed. She took the rudder of the ship and followed the current and strong wind all the way forward. In the cabin, the oarsmen were fully open. In the neat slogans, golden deer like flying wings and dozens of ghosts The ships chased and intercepted from all directions, but no one could keep up with it.

The only thing that can cause some obstruction is the big ghost in the sky. These huge monsters came with groups of men, but they were warmly welcomed by the magicians who had been waiting for a long time.

"Concentrate on bombarding dense areas!"

"Leave the big ghost to the saints, we will make the small one!"

"Don't let them destroy the sail!"

In the shouting, the magicians slammed their magic bullets like rain, and Joan once again began to work as a fantasy killer. The shock waves of big ghosts comparable to treasures were blocked by her after reducing their power, and then they were found to fly. Roland was killed by a single blow.

With this tacit cooperation, the Golden Deer advanced all the way and dashed towards the black shore.

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"what happened?"

In the dense fog on the island, half of the face is as rotten as a skeleton, and half of the woman with wrinkles like an ordinary old man turned her head and looked at the distant shore where the screams and shelling of undead ghosts continued.

You don't need to think about it, this must be a group of unintelligible things under your own fighting people, but who is here?Herstaya, who had half the face of the old woman, looked gloomy, and the expression on her face kept changing.

As one of the leaders of the Hand of Frostflame, Hestaya the "Soul Reaver" will naturally not be here to travel. In fact, she is also trapped in this sect. One of the victims in the special Demon Realm of Earth, but unlike the others, she had planned to come forward.

The land of the gods, this is a secret that can only be learned by the high-level priests of the sect. There is no other reason, because these priests are all the powers of the gods that are strengthened by the blood of the gods, although they are different from the original Compared with the ability, there is a lot of deterioration, but it has reached or even exceeded the upper heroic level known as the miracle of human principles.

As for the reasons for the formation of the Favored Land, Hestaya is not clear about the specific principles, but I heard that it is the legacy of a great experiment decades ago.

The cause of the incident was originally that the Zonglian body regained the site of the experiment ten years ago when the national power was restored and tried to retake the test. However, the plan did not go smoothly, and the resumption of the experiment failed. The conjoined body accidentally got a part of the former treasure of the town-the crown of gods.

At that time, the great priest was overjoyed, thinking that he could use this long-lost divine incarnation to become a god, but the result was disappointing. The crown of god seemed to be suppressed by some force, and there was no record of the power and magic.

The broken crown was now shelved and turned into a useless cultural relic, but soon after, the priests of the Zonglian body found that it seemed to resonate with the devil, and used it as a part of the foundation of the restoration experiment, but the actual effect of the restoration was It is not the living gods shown in the record. The gods seem to be dead, and only the blood of the gods proves their past glory in the land of the gods.

As a result, the sect priests who received the blood of the gods began to quickly become stronger, and in order to keep this easy-to-see secret, they began to deliberately induce resonance in the demon realm. Within ten years, under their guidance, all the land of the gods was in Within the territory of the Clan Union, and after it enters, the characteristic that the blood of the gods cannot be left without being taken away makes it difficult for all enemy intelligence personnel to escape.

The secret has been kept in this way for ten years, but this year, the broken crown of God suddenly became active, and then the former great priest Walklord, who had been missing for decades, appeared in Asaph. About a week after his appearance, the god The crown was fully activated, and the powerful force completely broke free from the suppression of the priests, and as a result, the land of the gods left the Union for the first time and came to the European Union.

This is a bolt from the blue for the sects that have risen with the blood of the gods. The Hand of Frostflame and the cave of the beasts, who had been kept low-key because of the return of Walklord, are jointly attacking and accusing him of inseparable contact with Walklord. At the same time, he began to look for the whereabouts of the blood of the gods, and Hestaya was the dark chess that came here secretly under the cue of the prophet in the hand of frost.

There is a Tribunal branch in the Land of the Familiars. The sects that are temporarily dominated by the Temple of Asaph may have judged that they have lost the blood of the gods here. However, they did not know that Hestia had sneaked in since the beginning. Almost everyone in the Demon Realm was killed, and it was only one step away from getting the blood of the gods.

At this moment, Hestaya listened to the continuous screaming and finally determined that the person who came was not the opponent of Asaph Temple. She breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on the old face.

"It turned out to be the trash who didn't kill them, forget it, I will pinch you to death again, ha ha ha..."

In the thick fog, the half-human and half-ghost priest woman laughed excitedly.

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The shock of the shelling spread throughout the hull, and the Golden Deer was hit by the magic group fired by two nearby ghost ships. At the reminder of the sailors, Joan grabbed the mast and was not thrown out of the ship by the violent shaking.

"Sister, what about the ship in front?"

"Just hit it!"

The sailors heard the words and shouted to remind their teammates to pay attention to the shaking, while Drake controlled the Golden Deer to shell continuously and slammed straight ahead.

Under the far-than-normal speed bonus, the Golden Deer’s horns smashed into the ghost ship’s hull like an axe. The ghost ship was cut off by the waist and the zombie skeleton fell amidst the violent vibrations and a sour crunch. There was a thumping sound in the sea, and some of those who fell onto the Drake ship were quickly smashed by the sailors.

Under this indomitable offensive, the Golden Deer broke all obstacles and rushed straight to the coast. After a turbulence, the hull stopped on the shore, and Drake held a knife and gun and shouted loudly.

"Disembark!"

The captain jumped off the Golden Deer first, followed by heavily armed sailors. Roland and Joan of Arc looked back after they ran out. The Golden Deer had disappeared into light, and the opposite was the one behind Drake. There were waves in the space, and four muzzles emerged from it.

Joan was stunned when he found that Drake was capable of sex, and that she was still able to go ashore, but Roland didn't care. He looked down at the ground under his feet, always feeling familiar.

"Why is this slippery?"

"Don't worry, go inside and find a good terrain to meet the chasers behind."

The sailors moved forward in the thick fog to find favorable terrain. Roland looked at Joan of Arc beside him. At this time, the saint looked on guard, and obviously intuitively told her that the enemy was here.

Everyone kept moving forward, and gradually realized something was wrong on the black island.

"Why doesn't this even have a tree?"

"More than that, not even a rock."