Black sails

Chapter 348 CCCXLVII. Wrath of God

The gloomy waves, like the incoming mountains, smashed all the ships in the harbor into powder. Each of the sea monster's dancing tentacles was like Jörmungandr standing in the sky, and countless snakes danced and writhed wildly on the sea. sea.

Dark clouds cover the sky and the sun, wind and rain come, lightning and thunder continue to turn this hell into daylight.

Everyone who tries to get close to the Poseidon must first face the countless monster tentacles, which are lashing the sea surface like crazy, and the whips of the giant monsters create shocking trench-like ravines. Not only the Black Sails Alliance The army and even his own people were killed without fail.

Violent blows, every sound penetrated the heaven and the earth, drawing out pieces of scarlet broth on the coast, and then as the huge waves stirred, all the blood and organs disappeared into the sea.

East China Sea.

This largest and most powerful abyss swallows everything, and can gnaw away people until no scraps are left. Not only the body, but also the heart, under the indifference and cruelty of the frozen sun, the heavenly Hong Kong style, the hysterical madness of ants and rats. , no matter how noble your will is, you can't move forward.

Dollinger stands on top of the head of God, the Holy Spirit. The bright red mantra on his left arm shines red, and one person can control the entire Poseidon.

Twelve tubes of magic energy naval guns deformed and expanded, each tube splitting into twelve... a terrifying weapon specially designed to target humans.

With Dollinger's will.

These one hundred and forty-four killing machines condensed with silvery-white light spots, and hundreds of magic energy penetrating cannons fired indiscriminately towards the entire Tianguo Port.

Destroy everything and destroy everything.

Hundreds of beams of light burned everything, like the wings of God passing by, cutting open each and every shark, and even members of Dollinger's own personal guards. Hundreds of corpses were laid out in an instant, and all the cuts had no time to bleed, and they had already been cut. Burned until carbonized, they were reduced to one blackened, smoking corpse after another.

The wind was strong, and Dollinger's clothes and white fur cloak were fluttering in the wind and rain, like the wrath of God.

The Holy Spirit shaped by the red crystal under his feet serves as an emergency reserve resource, providing terrifying energy enough to destroy any island, enough for Dollinger to kill everyone.

Everyone tried to dodge the bombardment with terrifying range, but the speed was too terrifying.

In an instant.

The beam swept across the coast, across the forest, across the outer city, reflecting the black dome. Wherever it went, groups of buildings were sliced ​​horizontally and vertically. The beam ablated and ignited the furniture, even on a rainy day. There was also a raging fire, with bright red flames reaching into the sky. Even the rain could not extinguish these violent sparks.

Affects the entire battlefield.

What Dollinger said was true.

He alone can suppress the East China Sea.

Ernie dodged sideways and narrowly avoided a beam of light that swept towards him. The beam of light cut through more than a dozen large trees as if it were nothing. The power of the sky and earth shattering was simply beyond the reach of human beings.

A heavy rain fell.

He must resolve the battle here immediately and kill Dollinger.

"That's it."

The rain seeped into his cheeks, and Ernie's old body was filled with strength.

For a moment.

All the rainwater around him exploded away. The water-repelling soft sword was like a flying thread. Every time he hit it with the long clothes-drying knife, it only bent and twisted, making the attack arc even more tricky.

As Ernie jumped and ran around on the branches, a vacuum was created in the woods, and countless flying threads came from all directions and overhead.

Qiandai Qigong was running, adding energy to the long clothes-drying knife. The two-meter-long terrifying knife was drawn out and danced wildly, twisting and twisting with countless flying silk soft swords to form a waterfall of sparks.

Ernie didn't need many hits, just one fast and hard blow, enough to kill her.

As his muscular arms bulged with veins, all the soft sword and flying wires were twisted onto the long clothes-drying knife, completely tightened together, and pulled hard.

Click!

Ernie was holding a long clothes-drying knife, and Chiyo was holding a terrifying scabbard. The two violently passed each other.

As the scabbard was broken into two pieces, a 20-centimeter-long horrific scar appeared on Chiyo's chest. The meridians were blocked, all the strength in his body was gone, and blood flowed like a torrent. He opened and closed his lips to say something, and then he collapsed and died. In the rainstorm.

Ernie didn't slack off for a second, turned around and ran towards the coast.

the other side.

The coastal front was pushed back in an instant. Even if the dew fell, the 12th Regiment was on the verge of collapse under Dollinger, who was like the power of a god descending. They did not dare to stay on the shore longer and dispersed to both sides.

Dollinger is so cruel that he, along with his own people, will completely destroy the main road and everything nearby in a straight line.

Xia Di helped Oakes struggle to deal with the Master Chief of the Witch Hunting Secret Service. His throat rolled. This was no longer as simple as a Boss battle scene. This scene was so scary.

He could die at any moment now. Where is Fen? Use the stone tablet to kill Dollinger directly!

Just dodging the naval gun was already too much for Fen. He was not so skilled that he could move quickly under the beam of the naval gun. He just used arcane magic and ether crystal shield, which consumed his concentration like crazy. He was able to carry on just now. A shot was fired to protect Iori and Mo Yutong, the necessities for activating the underworld stele.

He was hiding on the edge of the coastal battlefield, his hair disheveled, his face extremely cold, and slightly embarrassed. He could not continue to be dragged on like this. The red crystal statue of the Holy Spirit could not run out of fuel.

He would only be slaughtered crazily by Dollinger, and there were countless tentacles of the giant whale-eating monster on the coastline, making it impossible to get close, and there was no preparation time to use the stone tablet to perform a great spell.

It's not necessary to use a stone tablet. For today, Fen also prepared the materials for the art. He first killed the sea monsters and destroyed the naval guns before he could kill Dollinger.

Senluo death service technique, liberation.

The densely packed celestial incantation tattoos on Fen's upper body began to work, and frightening human mouths grew on his left arm, swallowing all the magic materials he had prepared with him.

An inconspicuous corner of the forest.

Here comes an unexpected guest.

"I really have to keep an eye on you. I don't know what evil you are holding back."

Merle's goal is to intercept Fen, and Dollinger regards Fen as one of the biggest threats. Fen was once a member of the Upper House of the Tower Alliance, and there might be some all-powerful means that can kill him.

"It's really a dangerous situation, isn't it? You have to deal with naval guns and me at the same time..."

Merle saw that Fen's aura was a little disordered. He must have forced a naval gun just now, and there were two women behind him. It was so strange. As he spoke, the flames of the spell formed a pillar of fire and rushed away.

Different from elemental magic, this purple flame is incantation magic, which directly burns people's consciousness, soul and concentration, and is invincible in the battle against warlocks.

Sen Luo's Death Service Technique·Level 6.

Fen fiercely waved his left arm, and a long stream of dead souls rushed towards it. The two merged together and erupted into terrifying embers and flying debris of the curse. Where they met, there was a shrill cry that seemed to come from the abyss.

Mo Yutong took a deep breath. She had a special physique and was not afraid of fatal injuries to ordinary people. She also had magic bullet firearms purchased from Reggae Defense.

When Fen's attention was attracted by the weird stitched face, she was glad that she had passed the gun license test.

boom! boom! boom!

Mo Yutong emptied the magazine. Although his shooting skills were not good, three shots hit Merle. Two of them hit the chest and penetrated a large piece of flesh. The stitched face was also hit by one shot.

The long stream of dead souls surged upwards towards Merle, hitting the target completely. The screams and impact of the resentful souls stripped Merle into a bloody man, with no trace of the Hessian robe left.

This is not a spirit, but Merle himself.

"Dead?"

Iori also held a hand crossbow, knocked on the mechanism, added a few more arrows, and shot out Mer Shishu's arm.

This is not enough.

Fisher, who was refined into a resurrected corpse, rushed up with his skeletal legs that jumped like a kangaroo, and the tentacles on his back stabbed at Merle like crazy, piercing blood flowers.

Merle was known as the funeral coffin on the road. He committed countless crimes for the purpose of studying spells, and even had himself refined.

"Not enough, far from enough!"

The black blood on the ground flowed backwards, and the iron wire line stitched all the rotten pieces of flesh together again. There were a few more stitching marks on the body, and the whole body was wrapped in the shadow of black magic power.

The Heavenly Corpse Ghost Technique: The first level, liberation.