Return from the second dimension

There was a cry of exclamation, the garbage warship piloted by the Maoyu tribesmen disintegrated as soon as it touched the warship of the Holy Dragon City, and the crew on it also fell into the sea.

Fortunately, the tribesmen in the water world are all masters at playing in the water. Even if they fall into the sea, they will not worry about their lives for a while.

But at this moment, behind them, there was a huge warship, and once they were involved, they would basically die in nine deaths.

Those tribesmen also realized this, and they all fleeed desperately to the distance, trying to avoid the warship coming from the collision.

The holy dragon city warriors on the warship did not pay attention to the tribal tribesmen who fell into the water at all. Instead, they stared at the garbage warship in front, and continued to accelerate towards it.

There is a Guardian Summoner on the garbage ship. It was the Lord City Lord who ordered that the target must not be let go. At this time, they were lucky enough to run into it, so naturally they must not let it go!

On the rapidly advancing warship, a monk from the lord of the Holy Dragon City stands tall as a mountain. He is looking at the trash warships that are constantly fleeing, with a mocking look on his face.

Turning his head and glanced at the bandage leader of the pirate beside him, there was a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Maoyu tribe, this name is very strange, is there any origin?"

Although the pirate leader was pale, but in good spirits, it seemed that his forehead wounds had no effect on him.

After hearing the inquiries from the monk of the Holy Dragon City, the pirate smiled and replied: "The name of the Maoyu tribe originates from a strange sea eye of the people of their tribe. Every once in a while, a large number of sea eyes will appear School of fish.

This eye of Maoyu is the main place of Maoyu tribe, and those fishes are also the main food source of this tribe!"

The holy dragon cultivator nodded and said with a smile: "There is such a thing, if I have the opportunity, I would like to learn it!"

The leader of the Sea Clan turned his head to look at the accelerating garbage warship, and asked with a hint of worry: "Dear Lord Lord, I wonder if your warship can be faster?

If those guys were to take the Horde Summoner away, then my brother and mine would be dead for nothing!"

After Yanbi, he glanced at those who were following the warship, with less than one-third of his men left, and sighed softly.

"Don't worry, they can't escape!"

When the monk of the Holy Dragon City heard this, he couldn't help but sneered and waved to the soldiers beside him.

At the same time, a Sacred Dragon City warrior raised the megaphone in his hand and shouted at the sea: "Listen to the Maoyu people in front. We are the Sacred Dragon City patrol fleet. Now I order you to stop moving forward and accept Our review!"

"If you don't follow the order, we will attack you immediately!"

The language of the survivors on the sea, amplified by the loudspeaker, continued to float on the sea, and fell into the ears of the tribesmen.

After hearing the warning issued by the Holy Dragon City, the fish-catching people looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

They had only heard of the powerful force of the Holy Dragon City, but they had not really learned it yet, but only with these huge metal warships, they knew that the rumors were true.

If they don't follow the warning, they will definitely be attacked by the Holy Dragon City, and they will definitely not end well!

Just when they were hesitant, the roar of the leader of the tribe monk in the front fell in the ears of these Maoyu people.

"Don't pay attention to them, let me continue to evacuate!"

After the hesitant Maoyu people heard the order of the monk leader, they immediately subconsciously chose to obey. This also made that after the Saint Dragon City order was issued, no garbage warship stopped.

The Holy Dragon City monk on the warship behind saw this scene and suddenly let out a cold snort.

"Toast, not eat or drink fine wine, and find death!"

"Fire me immediately and kill the five garbage warships at the end!"

As the order was given, an anti-aircraft machine gun fixed to the bow of the ship suddenly ejected a series of flames.

The high-speed bullets stirred up water jets on the sea, and at the same time they landed on the garbage dumps. Suddenly, blood fog and screams continued to sound.

The fishermen who were desperately paddling the garbage ship were hit by the flying bullets, and their bodies suddenly became torn apart.

As soon as an expression of horror appeared on the faces of their fellow clan, they were hit by another bullet and the mutilated body fell directly into the sea!

As for the junk warship they were riding in, they were beaten to pieces and sank in an instant.

In just a few breaths, the locked garbage warship was all sunk, and several tribesmen who were lucky enough to survive continued to struggle in the seawater full of blood and meat.

After witnessing this tragic situation, the tribesmen on other garbage warships were so scared that they either stopped the warship directly, or quickly jumped into the sea, trying to escape the pursuit of Holy Dragon City.

After seeing this scene on the ship of the garbage dump in the forefront, the tribal monk leader suddenly showed despair on his face.

Seeing those people who were constantly struggling in the sea, he couldn't help sighing long.

"Stop it, we can't escape!"

After hearing these words, the tribesmen who were exhausted from rowing the oars desperately breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the oars in their hands, and collapsed on the garbage warship.

"Sorry, we have done our best!"

The monk leader slowly sat on the gang of the garbage warship, glanced at the guardian summoner whose eyes were scrapped, with rags in his mouth, and said with a wry smile.

The tribal summoner heard the words and made a "whoop" sound, his body twisted more violently, and he tried to escape from the rope on his body.

However, none of the surrounding Maoyu tribes reached out to help, because they all knew very well in their hearts that the target of the Holy Dragon City was this tribal summoner.

If you hand him over to the Holy Dragon City, you and your family may still be able to save their lives, but if you don't pay, then with the powerful strength that the Holy Dragon City just demonstrated, destroying their tribe is absolutely easy!

The two evils are the lesser one. At this moment, the people of the fish-prone tribe already know how they should choose.

Perhaps handing over the Guardian Summoner to the Holy Dragon City is their only way to survive now!

Just when these fishermen gave up their resistance and were ready to accept the disposal of the Holy Dragon City, a large number of garbage warships suddenly appeared on the distant sea, and they were constantly approaching.

"This is... the patriarch's warship!"

After seeing these warships, a fisherman's eyes suddenly flashed with eager light, but when he thought of the terrifying weapons of the Holy Dragon City and their huge metal warships, he was shocked.

The spark of hope that had originally risen was extinguished by a basin of cold water.

Even if the patriarch brought the remaining garbage warships in the tribe, they were not opponents at all in the face of such a powerful Holy Dragon City!

If you choose to fight against the Holy Dragon City, the end of the Maoyu tribe is destined to be extremely tragic!

Thinking of the tribesmen here, he was shocked. He knew that the patriarch's love for his only son was impossible to give to the Holy Dragon City.

Maybe in a while, there will be a bloody battle!