Alcatraz

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The breath of death in his right hand passed by. Under this undead weapon, the ghost swordsman's body was cut into countless pieces by the power of death, and then absorbed into the blade.

After defeating this enemy, I suddenly felt energetic. I firmly defended my small piece of high ground and killed any undead that invaded this territory, regardless of whether they were from Skull Island or the ghost ship fleet.

On the battlefield, a high-level skeleton warrior shrouded in black energy suddenly looked up to the sky and roared after killing an unknown number of enemies. The intense transformation occurred in his body. His figure, which was already tall enough, became even taller, and his original fierce aura changed. It became more fierce, the originally thick frame became even thicker, but the originally fierce long knife seemed to come alive, constantly squirming, completely changing its original appearance.

The pitch-black blade was decorated with pale lines, and a strange demonic eye appeared on the blade's spine near the handle. The sea monster seen by this demonic eye became motionless, allowing the high-level skeleton warrior to hack and kill it.

I saw all this from a distance, and finally understood why the weapons in the hands of the senior warriors on Skull Island were very good. They could transform themselves and their weapons with the power of death absorbed from killing the enemy.

"Maybe I can also upgrade the pair of death breaths in my hands!"

Many facts have proven that greed is wrong, but who can guarantee that you will not be tempted throughout your life? At that moment, the decision I made involved both risks and benefits, and I abandoned the seemingly stable small piece of high ground.

After observing for so long, I understand a truth. The smaller the size of sea monsters, the more difficult it is to deal with them. Faced with the overwhelming number of marine crustaceans climbing up, I don’t know how many swords are needed to kill them all. Instead, the bigger sea monsters move. Clumsy, more opportunities.

A huge lobster, completely black and smelly as hell. Its giant claws were enough to cut off a car. Thousands of skeleton warriors died in its hands, even though it was besieged by more than a dozen high-level skeleton lords. , still majestic.

After I rushed into the battlefield, I was not in a hurry to join the battle. I first cleaned up the sea monsters around me, then crossed my swords and attacked continuously from the side. My swordsmanship was created after being taught by Horus. There are no fixed moves in the method. It is just adaptable and purely pursue the efficiency of attack. There is no pretense at all.

Although this huge lobster is amazing in size, it is obviously not very intelligent. My attack did not attract its attention. It still waved its claws and fought with more than a dozen skeleton lords happily. This trial made me give up. With his heart in his heart, he jumped onto the body of this ghost lobster with all his strength.

Snapped! I combined the two breaths of death together, and then tried my best to insert them into the brain of this ghost lobster. Anyone who has eaten shrimp knows that this kind of creature has a small brain, but I have to attack accurately.

The carapace of the ghost lobster is extremely hard. The long sword I stabbed with all my strength felt like it hit a rock. There was only a thumping sound, but it did not cause any harm to the ghost lobster.

Originally, I had a plan to carve it out slowly and patiently, but the ghost lobster I stepped on was not going to do it. Even though its brain had long been rotten, there was soul fire inside. How could I let it go? Am I stabbing randomly?

The ghost lobster stretched out a huge claw and fought back, hitting me. I didn't dare to compete with this monster that was bigger than several houses. I jumped back hastily, dodged its attack, and managed to survive it smoothly. Didn't forget to give it a psychic hammer.

After receiving this blow from me, the ghost lobster was in unspeakable pain. It had a huge body and a hard carapace. It was first-class in physical combat, but it was much weaker than its spiritual power. The soul fire was directly bombarded, and a pair of shrimps The green flames burning in his eyes twitched hard and almost went out.

"It turns out this trick is so effective!"

Realizing the power of the psychic war hammer, I fired seventeen or eight of them in one go. The ghost lobster was so shocked that it staggered around like a drunk. It had no time to worry about my plan to penetrate. After stabbing dozens of swords with all my strength, I finally felt my hand. With one stroke, I pierced the skull of this ghost lobster.

The soul fire that was directly touched by the two breaths of death immediately disappeared into the blade like a drink touched by a straw, and the ghost lobster under me also rotted away with a roar. Without the power of death to nourish it, its long-dead body immediately returned to its original state.

The combat skills Horus taught me are the most suitable for fighting on the battlefield. What he has always taught me is how to face advantages. For most enemies, there is little content in one-on-one combat.

When I let go and fought, the war between Skull Island and the Ghost Fleet became the best touchstone for my training results. I don’t know how long I wandered on the battlefield and how many skeleton soldiers, sea monsters, ghosts, and ghosts I killed. , suddenly a distant and desolate horn sounded on the sea, and countless sea monsters receded like the tide.

Originally I thought this was a sign of the end of the battle, but I was wrong again, because a huge skeleton rose from the sea. The skeleton must have been a prehistoric monster during its lifetime. The largest ones in the ghost ship fleet were over 100,000 tons. The giant ship is not much bigger than it.

The horn just sounded was the withdrawal of the miscellaneous fish soldiers and the beginning of the general battle.

Among the seven towering death auras on Skull Island, one suddenly disappeared, and then a huge coercion covered the entire Skull Island. The mental power that can absorb the four to five million square kilometers of Skull Island is stronger than mine. I don’t know how many times, at least the five zeros before the decimal point cannot stop it.

A black cloud slowly rose in the direction of the disappearing death aura, and I saw the most absurd scene in history. In the black cloud, a tall and thin man in white with two strings of paper money hanging from his temples slowly appeared.