Arceus’ Pirate Journey

"So, the sweet cola is in this guy's body, right? It's not easy to get it out."

After Netero and the others retreated in stages, Zebra set his sights on the salamander.

However, the sonic machine gun he released didn't even penetrate its scales, and Alu's flying fork was also bitten to pieces.

Judging from this performance, it is quite difficult to capture sweet cola.

"Wait, Mr. Zebra, sweet cola is not its blood, we don't have to go through so much trouble!"

The capture level of the salamander has reached level 92, which is still very high at this stage.

At the beginning, Alu and Zebra both assumed that cola was its blood, so they had already prepared for the battle.

But after reading the recipe, Xiaosong already knew the real answer.

"It's not blood? Is it sweat or saliva? It can't be..."

Zebra's eyes moved to the crotch of the salamander, and it was self-evident what he was thinking.

"No way, urine is a bit..."

"Tears! It's tears! Don't guess!"

Seeing that Aluo and Zebula's guesses were getting more and more outrageous, Xiaosong shouted out the answer directly.

"Indeed, it's tears. Let me see. According to the recipe, we have to beat it to tears."

Yamato took out a pair of plain glasses from somewhere and read the recipe translated by Rotom in Robin's usual posture.

"Beat it to tears, huh, I like this, but the hardness of this guy's skin, we have to change the way to beat it, meteorite!"

"Wait! Are you going to blow this place down? Shut up!"

Alu was scared out of his wits when he found out that Zebula had the idea of ​​accumulating meteorite noise.

If this falls down, he doesn't know whether the Salamander Body Sphinx will cry or not, and he will definitely be buried here.

But in the eyes of the Salamander Body Sphinx, these are somewhat disrespectful to it. After all, this group of ant-like little guys are blatantly ignoring it.

"Roar!"

The salamander-like sphinx took the initiative to attack. For a long time, it has always been the strongest in the food pyramid.

When those Netero were in a dry sleep state, no creature here was its opponent, which had long made it develop an "invincible" mentality.

However, the facts were different from what it thought. The touch from its claws told it that it had not attacked those insects, and a rare sense of crisis also emerged in its heart.

The red ghost, the hideous round? shaped giant ghost, it now felt that it was the prey pressed on the plate.

That was the food demon of Alu and Zebra, and this ability usually played a very good restrictive role.

"Mr. Alu, Mr. Zebra, this book describes how to get sweet cola. Please listen to my command. You need to cooperate!"

Alu and Zebra became Xiaosong's kitchen utensils, but Yamato did not participate in this matter. She found a more special problem.

One Netero came back again. After those Netero left, they captured other beasts in the food pyramid to restore their energy.

After the replenishment, the Neteros left as if they were summoned, but one of them did the opposite and came back here.

It did not move, but waited for something, but from the strong muscles on its body, it can be seen that it has almost recovered.

After a period of special fighting, the salamander-like sphinx also became tearful, and when a large ball of black liquid flew out of the corner of its eyes, this Netero also moved.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

"Hiss?!"

Netero did not expect that his hiding had been discovered by Yamato, and he did not expect that this body that had almost recovered still could not gain an absolute advantage in the battle with Yamato.

Its body is not low in resistance to physical impact, but the low temperature actually penetrated its skin, and even the activity of cells was reduced.

It was unable to exert its full strength before it was withered, but Yamato was the same.

Until now, she has not shown any signs of beastification, and she does not find it difficult to deal with a Netero of this level.

Boom!

"Wow!"

The noise behind him made Xiaosong scream as usual. Alu resumed his fighting posture, but Zebra seemed very relaxed.

"Don't worry, I've heard the sound of that guy's death."

Years of fighting gave Zebra this intuition. He could clearly feel that Netero's life was slipping away.

"But is this sweet cola? A little disappointed. This doesn't look like a drink for capture level 92."

Zebra held a huge bag in his hand. He collected all the cola that had been sprayed out before by him using sound waves.

But his expression was slightly dissatisfied, and the special sweetness of cola echoed in his mouth.

The strong carbonic acid was also hitting his taste buds, but this cola was not much different from the ones sold outside.

"How is it possible? Let me try it."

"Wait a minute, you two, this is not real sweet cola, it's just the fluid in the tear glands, the real one hasn't come out yet."

Although Yamato was fighting just now, Rotom could already read the recipe intelligently, and it was transmitted directly into her mind through radio waves.

As she said, the salamander's mouth gradually showed a smile, and cola gushed out of its eyes like a fountain.

"This feeling. This is right. This is the sweet cola worthy of this level of capture!"

Carbonated bubbles burst on the skin, and Zebra's skin even had a tendency to glow.

The salamander-like sphinx seemed to have accumulated too many tears, and at this time, like a fountain, it could not stop at all.

Yamato also had an ice cup in his hand. Coke without ice would reduce the fun by half.

"Please give me some ice cubes, thank you!"

The ability of ice was welcomed again. After a big drink, the group collected the remaining sweet and smooth cola and left here.

When they left the food pyramid, Yamato also left here. Whether it was Netero or other things, it was something that Xiaosong and Alu had to consider.

After a while, it seemed that an alien appeared in this world. Unlike those food hunters who fought for food, Yamato was simply challenging various powerful creatures.

In the human world alone, there was no beast that could make her feel troubled.

And now, she came to a wine island, and alcohol almost replaced the water cycle of this island.

There are different wines in rivers, lakes, groundwater sources, and even rainfall and the blood of creatures.

"That bastard dad really likes to drink, so I'll bring him some on the way back."

Sweet cola has become her new currency here. Just one cup can be exchanged for a large amount of storage equipment.

At this time, Yamato is in a river with high-concentration rum, but above the river there is an old man lying on a wide leaf and floating downstream.