above the sky

Of course, Ian wasn't panicking when it was said that he was almost certain to die.

Can already see.

Six years is not long enough. The cannon that Ian controlled the alchemy artillery blasted into the internal organs really seriously injured the totem master.

Ian's thinking is very clear: "Now we have a moray chasing behind us - don't worry, it's not as fast as us."

Interrupting the other party's words, Ian shook his head calmly in denial.

Even the giant eel chasing behind could vaguely see that the spirit of the rising tide, which stirred the tides, had sealed all the retreats for the little armor.

"pirate."

But unfortunately, this is an extremely difficult and difficult road... The great shaman himself sensed the feasibility of this road because of his talent, but his successor, and even the heir's successor, may not be able to perceive it in his entire life. half o'clock.

Ian also saw the Great Shaman.

"Mainly in front of us, my psychic can see a huge aggregate of water and soil elements."

When he catches his target and exchanges it with the other party, he can get the last key and open the door of the Holy Land directly before the mutation completely occurs.

Buzzing...the armored engine runs smoothly.

In the deep sea, the rapidly moving armor has appeared within the horizon.

Smoothly reporting a series of numbers, the pirate captain can be as happy as he can: "My lords, if you want to kill me, please hurry up, the torture just now is really unnecessary..."

"It's not your turn to die now. When there is time, you have to tell all about your relationship and communication with Patrick."

Waiting for a reply, the elf pirate who had been holding his breath for a long time replied immediately and accurately: "Our goal is only to kill Isengard... and... uh... you."

One of his mission goals is to kill him? Boss, what big thing is he going to do, this kind of people kills when they say they are killed?

And when the great shaman saw Ian and others.

This is good.

Because Ian turned his head to question, Andor immediately understood why Patrick said, 'As soon as you see each other, you know who's the target of the mission'.

"He also seems to be able to sense our movements, so he is already waiting for us on our only way."

It really doesn't work, it can be thrown out as a bait, but killing it now is really unnecessary and wasteful.

A kind of promotion of 'all souls in one'.

"1453156258."

Instinctively, there was such doubt in his heart, and soon, Andor heard the next question: "What is the password for your pirate fleet's communication station?"

This does not allow Warcraft to repair its own damaged source material structure, and can only wait for time to slowly make up for the missing parts.

At least, the current Ian, even in the armor, dare not say 'victory' lightly.

He sent a signal directly to the public screen: [Urgent! Viscount, here we are! I grabbed the armor, but the native shaman came to stop us, and came to help after the fight! 】

The eyes narrowed slightly, and the young man said solemnly: "In the entire South China Sea, there is only one source material structure of the second energy level of water and soil, and that is the totem master controlled by the indigenous great shaman, the spirit of the mountain tide, and the swamp crocodile dragon."

Compared with this kind of shame and fear, that handsome and fair face is the next best thing... Although it is indeed very beautiful, it is not that there is no elves that can compare with it.

Because, this may be the second system on the Terra Continent, apart from the pure potion system... a way to combine the life psionic energy in the living beings with the natural psionic energy.

"okay."

South China Sea far sea, seabed.

The turbid dark clouds on the sea floor were like a dark cloud wall, pressing down on the front.

There is a difference between being almost and truly dying. The meaning of the prophet's existence is to walk out of a seemingly impossible crisis.

Now is not the time to let this elf pirate die. The other party is evidence of Patrick's connection with the pirates. It is part of a huge conspiracy. It can confirm the other party's assassination behavior, and maybe he can dig out more details.

Ian swiped this string of messages a dozen times in a row, waiting until the Viscount who was concentrating on fighting had a high chance of taking a break from his busy schedule and replied "OK" before giving up.

It would even be 'surviving'.

The great shaman is not in a hurry.

Since merging with the Crocodile Dragon, his spirit has been connected to the other three Totem Masters... The Sea of ​​Trees, the two giant eels, and himself, the four chaotic rambling wills are glued by the Sequoia Man's 'Sacrificial' ritual combine.

Ian opened his mouth and asked the captive: "Do you know that you cooperate with the natives?"

"We need to find the Holy Land."

Just a slight decrease in strength is a pretty good result... In the final analysis, the Crocodile Dragon with the wisdom of the Great Shaman is still a giant beast that can rival Viscount Grant.

Their spirits have been promoted in worship again and again. Although they have gradually lost some of their own dominance, they have become more pure and sublime, almost the pure life and pure spirit of the third energy level. realm.

Isengard said blankly: "With Uncle Grant, do we still need revenge?"

After doing this, Ian let out a sigh of relief and said, "I have done everything that can be done, at least someone can help us avenge us."

"Your Uncle Patrick is not easy to solve, not to mention the indigenous totem master involved."

They can even sense that pure 'natural psionic energy'.

"what?"

After a lapse of six years, the opponent's strength has not improved much, or even weakened - unlike the imperial side, which has abundant healing resources and various healing methods, the healing of the natives is at most accelerated healing and regeneration by means of the transfer of life essence. .

The swamp crocodile dragon operating in the deep seabed constantly changed its trajectory, as if it could predict the situation in the distance, and always intercepted in front of the group of people.

so……

"No!"

The key in the body was shaking, and the six pupils of the great shaman looked forward, and he noticed that Viscount Grant had reached this sea area.

at the same time.

This is also the reason why there will be monsters actively looking for these natives, preferring to integrate themselves with human shamans, and also become the totem master worshipped by the other party.

So the huge crocodile dragon made a dull murmur on the bottom of the sea-accompanied by a khaki halo on the top of the whole body of stone thorns, and at the bottom of the deep sea, large tracts of rock and mud rose up.

The boy's eyes were clear and warm like water, but if he really looked at him, he would feel a kind of icy fear. It was the fear that everything about himself could not be hidden, and that all his ugliness and wickedness were directly seen through.

Didi Di - The teenager entered the password at the fastest speed and opened the armored communication station.

There is no systematic inheritance, and there are not enough talented people to join it and become the cornerstone of this path... This is the tragedy of the indigenous people.