Infinite Throne

   Chapter 227 "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

  The sea around the Demon King.

   The waves are choppy and endless.

   The Demon King's size is so huge that even if he just raises his hand, he can set off a wave that is enough to make a small sailboat capsize in an instant.

   What's more, the Demon King is like a madman at the moment, slamming the giant iron cable anchor in his hand.

  The sea monster named Zhao Xingchen was knocked into the deep sea by the demon king with a huge anchor.

   But after Zhao Xingchen turned into a sea monster, his vitality was extremely tenacious, and in the blink of an eye, his strange head emerged from the deep sea with boundless hatred, and he floated again in front of the devil in an ugly posture.

   Hate Hate Hate!

   At this moment, he feels that there is a saying that mother sells criticism, and he does not know whether to say it or not.

   In short, I was very aggrieved in my heart, and there was only an inescapable hatred that lingered in my heart.

   He hates, hates Gu Tianqing, hates this world, hates this trial, hates the tower, hates everything.

  Curse, to put it bluntly, is the power of resentment. Only hatred can be turned into a curse and another mysterious power.

   Hate surging in the sea monster, countless tentacles surging out of the sea monster, Zhao Xingchen let out a terrifying roar, the sound was rolling, without any reason, he rushed forward resolutely and entangled with the devil.

   But compared to the demon king who is nearly fifty meters tall, the Zhao Xingchen sea monster can barely touch the demon king's chest. From a distance, it looks like an adult bullying a cute tentacle monster.

  The style of painting has become completely unsightly.

In the eyes of modern people, Yi Rin and Gu Tianqing, the world that originally had a medieval style, at this moment, it seems that the shooting of the battlefield of sci-fi monsters has suddenly started, which makes people feel a sense of serious drama. pregnancy.

   But...it's exciting!

   Giants vs. Sea Monsters!

   Mobile giant warriors vs aliens!

   Warriors of Light vs Little Monsters!

   makes people feel immersed in the scene, and they are fascinated by it.

  Once you get used to this weird style of painting, this scene is full of power, and it is very shocking.

I saw the wriggling tentacles protruding from the sea monster's body, frantically strangling on the devil's steel body, and there were bursts of electronically synthesized roars from the devil's body, and I didn't know which dimensional language was spoken. Untranslatable, it seemed like a meaningless roar.

On the Demon King, sparks splattered at the joints, and his hands came out together, holding the iron cable connected to the giant anchor, pulling and pulling, the thick tentacles were torn off in a blink of an eye, mixed with the mucus spewing from the sea monster's broken whiskers, and scattered. Together, we will stir up this sea of ​​turbulent waves.

  No words, no long-winded, a giant, a sea monster, just a simple fight.

The reason for the    Demon King's fight is unknown for the time being, but Zhao Xingchen just wanted to leave this world to complete the mission.

The five apostles did not come to this world with their original bodies. Even if they fought to the end in this world, only one head was left. As long as their health did not return to zero, they were not judged to be dead, even when they returned to the real world, The injury will be transferred to the main body intact, but as long as there are enough death points, it can be repaired as before.

   So...kill!

  The navy has long lost the will to fight, either jumping off the ship and fleeing, or under no command, entangled with the remaining manpower, driving warships, and fleeing this sea area in embarrassment.

   After seeing the mysterious existence of ghost pirates, demon kings, sea monsters, etc., none of the navy was able to load shells normally, and all of their hands were shaking like convulsions.

  While the navy was on the run, those ghost ships seemed to be propelled by a pair of invisible black hands. They raised their sails one after another and rushed towards the set where the devil and the sea monster were fighting at the fastest speed.

   Ten minutes later, the pirate ships gathered around and turned the bow with the most skilled posture.

  Those seemingly irrational ghost pirates, under no command, occupied various positions in an orderly manner, steering, pulling sails, anchoring, turning, drifting, loading shells... They are very professional and amazing.

   It’s just that no one has time to appreciate this kind of professionalism in this sea area.

   Zhao Xingchen's sea monster screamed, and was whipped by the demon king, so that the blood and mucus took off, and he couldn't stop crying.

  Behind him, there is Alice, a mother spirit with love and resentment, frantically gnawing at Nicholas Zhao's flesh and blood, endlessly.

   The pain of being pumped back and forth is very human being able to endure.

Although the    Demon King's body is huge, his movements are extremely agile and completely beyond common sense. This kind of technology does not exist in the real world at all, but only exists in fantasy movies and movies.

   The demon king who can speak language, to Irin, doesn't feel like a cold machine at all, but a mechanical creature full of anger, with a will that belongs to it.

  Boom boom boom—

  The ghost ships fired one after another, and there was no need to aim at all, and there was no need to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, whether it was a sea monster or a demon king, the bombing was correct.

   The poor Zhao Xingchen sea monster, after suffering the double ravages of the Demon King and Alice, had to endure another pain in the blink of an eye... AOE backstab from the cannonball behind the chrysanthemum.

  In an instant, the tentacles shrank and stretched out by the shells, exuding the smell of seafood barbecue. But in order to kill the Demon King, Zhao Xingchen had to mobilize more tentacles, frantically strangling the Demon King's steel armor, as if he wanted to twist off the Demon King's limbs.

The cannonballs of the ghost ships, although not powerful, are better than the high frequency of firing, and the large amount of cannonballs, regardless of the cost, the cannonballs madly blasted at the sea monsters and the devil, smashing a bullet on the devil's armor. Dazzling fire.

   Time passed by minute by minute.

   The sky is getting gloomier.

   The billowing black cloud seemed to come to life, and all kinds of strange shapes were surging in the sky above everyone, monsters and dogs.

  Sometimes it looks like a person, sometime it looks like a leg, sometime it looks like a face... Unpredictable, weird and unpredictable.

  Gu Tianqing stepped on the skateboard, watching this scene from a distance, closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, and moved his fingers gently in front of him, like an elegant conductor, full of evil spirits.

  The dog disappeared.

  Irin wanted to move, but didn't. Because it's not time yet.

   Another five minutes passed.

   Zhao Xingchen, who was attacked at the same time by three places of chrysanthemum on his back and belly, finally showed his fatigue. Although he was an incarnation of a curse and turned into an ugly sea monster, his vitality was amazing and his resilience was strong... but it was not endless.

   It is like Irin who has strengthened the [Dionysus Factor (Incomplete)]. Even with the terrible recovery ability of restoring 5% of his health per second, he never thinks that he can really reach the level of immortality.

   After all... There are too many skills, abilities, or means to instantly kill an apostle.

The 5% HP recovery per second seems to be a lot, but other than that, if Yi Rin stood still in front of Oda Mai, with the speed of Oda Mai's sword swing, this recovery might not be enough for Oda Mai. chopped.

   Zhao Xingchen has begun to fall behind.

   But seems to be able to barely hold on.

   After the pirate ships blasted out rows of shells regardless of wear and tear, it seemed that the inventory was insufficient and could not last for a long time, and the frequency of shelling dropped significantly.

   This is not surprising. In a normal ship, the reserve of cannonballs is limited. Even if it is a ghost ship, in this world full of scientific laws, the minimum law of conservation of matter must be obeyed... Cannonballs cannot be created out of nothing.

On the other hand, looking at the battlefield where the Demon King fought the sea monster, Zhao Xingchen was attacked on three sides, and the Demon King was also attacked on both sides. Although he still looked majestic and was entangled by Zhao Xingchen's mucus-covered tentacles, he was still in a hurry. Set off a wave of waves.

   In this sea area, the navy has already gone completely. If there were no sea monsters so heroically dragging the demon king, there might be more navies sacrificed here.

   I don’t know what happened today, what kind of version will be circulated in the future.

  The touching story of sea monsters saving the Navy?

  Thank you, Mr. Kraken?

  The secrets that people and sea monsters have to tell?

   In short, after leaving this world, everything has nothing to do with Irin and the others.

"Oh?"

Yi Rin noticed that although the Demon King Ship would deform, the material used to construct the body did not seem to exceed the limitations of the material itself. After being covered with a thick layer of sea monster mucus and flesh, the acidity in the sea monster mucus, The Demon King's body was actually corroded by a layer, and the movements between the limbs and joints were a little more obscure.

   "Goooo-"

  The pitiful but heroic Zhao Xingchen let out a sticky scream at this time: "If you don't make a move, I won't do it anymore, it's a big deal... Everyone slaps and breaks up!!"

   "Everyone...die here!!"

   Zhao Xingchen was completely angry!

   It's not such a trick to trick people!

   He is so huge that he can't escape, and he is forced to stand in front of him as a meat shield. How about the rest of you output?

   Zhao Xingchen gave Mao an inexplicable feeling that he was the only apostle fighting the boss in the whole trial?

   This tragic atmosphere is very unlucky!

indeed.

   Zhao Xingchen is not a fool either. He knew that Gu Tianqing had cheated on him several times, but in order to pass the main task 3, and he had become like this, at this moment, he had to get up even if he didn't.

   But the power of a monster is also difficult to resist the power of the demon king. The Zhao Xingchen sea monster has gradually become incapacitated and has fallen into the disadvantage.

   If this goes on, he will definitely be knocked to death here by the tough super boss in front of him.

   If he really died, it would be better to pull everyone into the water and put them back together!

   No apostle would be really foolish enough to act heroically for others.

nobody!

   Gu Tianqing, who was playing in the void, looked in the direction of Yi Rin from a distance, and Poker's face showed a rare interesting expression.

   is like saying—

   "It's your turn."

  Irin lowered her head.

   Time… almost.

   "Wang Tiandi, do it! Take it out if you have the ability... Go back alive and serve four luxurious meals!"

   Gouzi has been sitting cross-legged on the front of the Nightmare car. After all, this kind of oriole is behind, and Gouzi is also doing it happily without any psychological pressure.

   Hearing Yi Rin's promise once again, Gouzi also grinned, and at some point, he bit a card between his teeth.

   And Irin guessed that it was almost the same, and quickly found a card from the storage space filled with various sundries.

On the card    is a broken trident with a miserable appearance.

  Dogzi: It's Ben Wang's turn... Draw a card!

  Irin crushed the card.

   One person and one dog are selected at this safest juncture and start at the same time.

  When the aura of the trident began to leak, in the depths of the billowing black cloud, a vast and boundless voice suddenly appeared, descending from the sky with terrifying pressure, falling straight for nine days.

   All the black clouds gathered together again, condensing into a strange and ferocious face.

   "Hi, Calypso, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

  Irin smiled slightly.

   (end of this chapter)