Black sails

Chapter 351 CCCL. Demon

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and blood flowed on the ground.

"damn it……"

Wollman split open an armored infantryman with a double-edged battle ax with one hand. The black scales on his body cracked, revealing countless bloody wounds. In the aftermath of the naval gun bombing, one arm became scorched black. It was all rotten meat, and the calf was slashed by Horace's lance and giant sword, and blood was pouring from the wound.

He looked back and felt despair.

The front line was actually pushed so far back that it was close to Poseidon.

Nation, land, hatred.

A homeland that can never be recovered.

In the great rout caused by naval gunfire, the main force and all the flanking forces were mixed together, and the same was true for Horace and the others.

Even the heroic generals under Taylor and Gangplank, as well as Claude and Yiremu, can play a big role in the battle situation, but in the battlefield, countless lives are piled up, and no one is easy to deal with. , as the generals' physical strength slowly decreased, and there was a terrifying movement on the bay, Dollinger's men had an overwhelming advantage, almost one-sided.

Except for the Argonians under Wollman in the second regiment, many people in the other regiments fled, leaving only the remnants.

"You have no way out."

Horace's heavy armor was also damaged, his helmet had long been shattered, and his breathing was disordered, revealing a terrifying face with a cold and resolute shaven head.

The dead captain's chest rose and fell rapidly, and one hand seemed to have been gnawed by the insect tide, leaving only the skeleton attached. Not only himself, but every one of his subordinates were top-notch experts. He was surprised that this group of allied forces was so powerful that they could last for so long. Many of his companions had also died, and some were killed by naval guns. During the bombardment.

The main force and the flanks were mixed, and both sides had gone through several rounds of battles. Dollinger's men, a group of champion pirates, were at the bottom of their physical strength and could not perform at one-tenth of their level.

The scar-faced woman from the Great Wetland, Henid, the Seventh Amendment's Ban, Cangshan Tobacco Company, and other supporting forces were also forced to the edge of the outer city, and they only had remnants of their troops.

Looking back, there were only two or three miles away from the countless swaying tentacles of sea monsters and the shore where the sea god was sitting. If he was pushed back again, he would only be drawn into blood mist by those sea monsters.

Dollinger was just a wide-area scatterer in a horizontal line. He dominated the entire battle, bombing designated areas and killing these people like animals. Under his guidance, more than 90% of Black Sail's The strength has been attacked from both sides, and it is impossible to escape.

He finally stopped the bombardment. It was no longer necessary. He still needed so many people to carry out post-war suppression.

Just in case there are external forces that see you as weak and damaged, and want to replace you.

The greatest threat to Dollinger is always the surrounding pack of wolves.

Just in time to kill the so-called mastermind of the train case, the eldest brother of the Northern Prison, to establish his authority and clear his name for the Governor of the East China Sea.

"Stop meaninglessly resisting. I...Dollinger, the King of the East China Sea, is generous. He will surrender his weapons without killing. Don't be stupid again and try to resist...the majesty of God."

boom!

Several lightning bolts exploded, and the overloaded magic naval cannons gathered together and merged into twelve tubes. King Dollinger's tone rolled around like thunder, and the tentacles of the surrounding sirens were still dancing wildly. .

No matter how much Old Weitou, Ernie, and Oaks slashed and killed, they could not get rid of them all. They could not get close to Poseidon at all, and their physical strength was slowly being depleted.

But everyone didn't understand that Dollinger killed even his own people at will. The so-called disarming without killing meant that life was worse than death.

Finally met Dollinger in person.

But from the first regiment to the twelfth regiment, they were all remnants, and the generals were almost at the end of their physical strength, let alone the soldiers?

Human physical strength…

There are limits.

But not the devil's.

Haywood, who had been covering the main battlefield, walked out of a team full of wounded and disabled soldiers.

He is now going to seize the East China Sea and become the Black Sail hegemony.

Turning on the forbidden ritual to the maximum, the bright red quicksand surged over the body, crackling and crackling all over the body, and the body rose to eight meters tall. It was as tall as the giant bear transformed by the druid before, but its appearance was more intimidating. Too much.

Huge bone spurs grew on the back, enamel sickles grew on the elbow joints and knees, and the fingers completely turned into bone claws.

This is the real monster!

On the edge of the outer city, there was heavy wind and rain, lightning and thunder, and all the exhausted people on the battlefield, whose bodies seemed to have been filled with cement, looked towards Heywood.

What kind of devil is that?

Not only Horace and others, Merle who was hiding far away was also shocked, and the Black Sails Alliance troops were also stunned.

Dollinger's eyes became serious.

Every time Heywood took a step, the ground seemed to be trembling, and he ran straight towards the coast. His speed was extremely fast, which was not proportional to his exaggerated physique. He ran like an athlete and was extremely agile.

After stepping out of one big hole after another, crushing the wreckage of ships and trestles rolled up by the huge waves, we have reached the edge of the bay.

His size suddenly became the main target of the sea monsters, and dozens of tentacles reaching up to the sky and the ground came to entangle him.

"roll!"

Three gill slits opened on the huge arm, and extremely powerful high-pressure quicksand was sprayed out. These tentacles were cut in half by these guillotines in an instant.

Don't wait for them to regenerate.

Heywood continued to march forward wildly, and was already close to Poseidon, only twenty meters away.

Xia Di, Oaks, Wollman, Hnid, Ban, etc., etc., everyone in the Black Sail Alliance had their hearts in their throats, and their palms were sweating violently.

Can it be done?

The high-pressure quicksand guillotine continued to spray wildly, spraying thinly on the steel at the front end of the Poseidon. The sharp roar overwhelmed the wind, rain and lightning, and the waterfall of sparks was so strong that people could not open their eyes.

It has been scanned from the bottom of Poseidon's ship to the top, where Dollinger is standing, where the statue of the Holy Spirit is.

Poseidon has a protective array.

It’s just that the others don’t know how to turn it on.

A honeycomb-like prismatic light shield emerged two meters in front of Dollinger, blocking the guillotine effortlessly.

Haywood is immortal, no matter how he goes.

The bone claws on his hands were inserted into the Poseidon, creating a huge dent, like the echo of a mountain giant striking an anvil. He climbed onto the ship. Even with his current size, it took him a few seconds to climb quickly. Just boarded this magnificent ship with a height of more than 100 meters, Poseidon.

Already arrived in front of Dollinger.

The claws were swung at Dollinger. This time, the protective formation, which could only withstand the impact of external forces, was ineffective.

"You are so brave...how dare you stand in front of me..."

Dollinger's eyes were extremely sharp.

It seemed that his terrifying aura was shaking the sky, and the sky was trembling. The rainstorm became even worse, and several bolts of lightning fell.

Dollinger...

Not an ordinary man.

Even more than seventeen years ago, he took the initiative to participate in human experiments conducted by unknown mystical sorcerers. Among ten thousand people, only a few survived.

Unlike those weak people, Dollinger was not only the most successful experimental subject, he also killed other surviving successful experimental subjects, and also killed all the warlock's men, escaped from the testing site, and took refuge in a certain country's navy. Finally came to the edge of this world.

The bones all over his body are engraved with terrifying magic patterns, and the muscles are filled with inexhaustible arcane magic energy.

Even though Dollinger doesn't know any magic, he can still condense etheric energy.

Even the toughest alchemical alloy could not withstand these constructions, but he endured them.

Unparalleled strength, speed, explosiveness, and visible recovery.

One person is enough to suppress the East China Sea.

boom!

Dollinger whipped his leg, hitting the huge monster four times his size.

The force of the wind, even the unraised sail, was pulling Poseidon back. All the rainwater in a radius of hundreds of meters was dispersed and turned into a vacuum.

Heywood's abdomen was sunken and all his bones were broken. He was kicked hundreds of meters away, creating a shocking gully on the coast.

Countless boulder fragments were thrown up, and everything below the waist exploded into bright red quicksand, leaving only the remains of his upper body.

Cold mania, silent despair.

Completely overwhelming the Black Sails Alliance.

It seems that he has been stamped with the idea of ​​defeat.