Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 333

The night is like ink.

The navy branch covered with a bowl button on the ground is dead silent. The lights in the building are all turned off. It is pitch black. The pale and frosty moonlight reflects on the rough wall. One or two weird humanoid creatures can be seen lying down like geckos. Attached to the wall and crawling strangely.

Huh!

The thick wall was pierced, and the sharp knife arm penetrated straight into the chest, and then retracted like lightning. The blood-spattered corpse fell from the wall and hit the sand, and the blood was blushing.

“Mote Slash!”

A cold voice sounded through the cracks in the pierced wall, and the light of the thin knife shone like paper scraps. The wall was shredded. The man in the monk’s clothes smashed the dust and jumped out. Slashing sideways, two transformants that had climbed and jumped were cut off from it.

When the person fell from a high altitude, his foot stepped on the sandy surface to cushion him with a greasy touch. MR.1 looked at the corpse falling from the sky blankly, splashing blood on his bright bald head.

“There are only a few people in the navy branch, and they are all murlocs? What about the navy?” Another guy dressed as a ladyboy frowned and looked at the corpses on the playground, questioning MR.1.

These dead bodies did not wear any clothing that symbolized the navy, and a huge navy branch had a total of a dozen corpses, and no human traces were found, quietly giving people a strange feeling of an empty city.

The blown gravel is stuck with hot blood, and the disguised tentacles under the sand layer tens of meters are surging, as if they will pierce the surface at any time, engulfing two unnoticeable flesh and blood.

In the depths of the pyramid, murloc transformants in navy uniforms stood silently in line. Mori stood at the forefront, looking down at the scene in the base mapped out on the console, and the depths of a pair of eyeballs. The black line fills all the whites of the eyes invading and occupying them.

“Senior secret agent of the Baroque studio, huh~” In a curious tone, Yarlin’s voice came from Morito’s mouth, “Unexpectedly, just a tentative move will force you to be right. Did I start? This is a bit unreasonable. Is there something else that I don’t know about?”

Since the Alabastan military’s proposal report began, the original concept and plot have gradually deviated from the trajectory set by Yallin, and following the call from the Navy Headquarters and the order to destroy all traces, things went well. The progress was completely out of control, followed by the strange death of Nafirutali Cobra. This mixed chain reaction made the situation in Alabastan seem to be re-stained with fog.

This game of Alabastan’s chess game has become more and more treacherous. The player who originally appeared to have appeared seems to be hiding in the dark again. Only the black hands that frequently disturb the situation are left, just like everyone. They were all fighting in the dark, and the hidden child hidden on the chessboard began to move around.

“Sand Crocodile Crocodile, are your hidden layouts coming to the surface?” Sen Du looked down at the scene on the control panel, “Let them go. Tonight, it was originally planned for Smogg’s plan. Some adjustments and changes…”

The black line in his eyes faded like a tide, and the tentacles tumbling above his head returned to silence.

“Do you have a feeling as if something is peeping at us in the dark.” Mr.2’s face was uncertain, scanning the corpse under his feet, which was obviously too dead to die, but there was an inexplicable heart palpitation from his heart. feel.

“Perhaps there are still a couple of mice hidden but not killed. Forget it, let’s go.” MR.1 said this and walked outside.

Soon after the two left the navy branch quickly, Mori walked out with a few navies, re-scraped and ragged navy uniforms on the dead transformants, and then removed their gill-bearing heads one by one. Cut it off and bring it back underground.

Mori pulled up a headless corpse, stuffed the worms that had made hands and feet into the opponent’s arms, and then slowly placed the corpse at an angle.

A few miles away on the sand dune slope, a team of navy is rushing, roaring engines like beasts roaring, Smogg rides on a powerful battlefield motorcycle, wearing windproof goggles and looking quietly. To the shadow outline of the navy branch.

After shadows appeared in the dark night, Yarlin walked through the area leaving the battlefield, the expression on his face changed uncertainly, and the afterglow quietly glanced at Weiwei, whose eyes could not be opened by the strong wind, and his eyes reflected densely. Weiwei’s face suddenly stopped at his feet.

In front is an inwardly recessed basin, surrounded by rugged rocks, like countless ghosts standing upright. The sound of the wind passing through the cracks in the rocks adds a bit of gloom and coldness, and a vague outline is in it. The opposite of the gap gradually emerged.

“Krokdal!” A sly black light appeared in Yallin’s pupils, and a scarlet spider appeared on his shoulder.

“Colonel Arlin, the woman next to you seems to be the defector from the Baroque studio. She seems to be the princess Vivi who should have died in the rumor. Is this the gift you brought me specially tonight?” Floating in the darkness The human face that came out made a hoarse laugh, and the scar across the entire face trembling slightly with his laughter.

Just hearing this cold laughter, Weiwei’s heart seemed to stop beating, and her whole body began to tremble involuntarily. She looked at Yarlin’s profile with trembling teeth, and a horrible speculation emerged in her mind.

silence.

From Weiwei’s perspective, Yarlin didn’t make a sound, but the curvature of her lips raised a cold arc, revealing white teeth that was frightening. Her hands and feet were cold, and her heart fell uncontrollably toward the bottom of the valley. .

“Unfortunately, I’m afraid it’s a little bit different from what you think.” Yallin grinned, turned his head and glanced at the accelerator with a solemn expression: “Send your Royal Highness Weiwei to leave.”

Vivi’s contact lenses trembled fiercely, and she was ashamed of the doubt in her heart. However, before she could speak, she felt the blond hair wrapped around her waist constricted, her body suddenly lightened, and the scenery in front of her looked like It changes quickly like a dropped frame.

“Want to escape?”

Krokdal raised his hand, and the fine sand dripping out of his fingers instantly condensed into a meandering arm tens of meters long in mid-air. In the next moment, the stone along the way of the air explosion was crushed into powder, and the yellow sand giant hand looked like The torrent quickly grabs to the direction where the accelerator flees.

There was a terrible loud noise behind her. Weiwei’s head was tightly squeezed on the shoulders of the accelerator. Her hair flew in the air as if she was about to be torn off her scalp by the turbulent air, causing pain. She could feel a cold behind her. And the strange line of sight, that line of sight was like a hunting crocodile, as if to peel every piece of skin on her alive and swallow it into her stomach.