The Bald Monk in the City

Time is ticking and ticking, and for everyone in the team convening area, it is not boring.

"Hi Baker, have you heard the latest rumors?"

An extraordinary melee professional player holding a sailor knife, somewhat bored, leaned on the table of the tavern in the convening area and looked at everyone.

There is a strong fishy smell from his body, which makes there not many players near him.

Of course, for those keen beings with extraordinary perceptions, they can capture the will of the sea from this strong smell.

Just like the difference between marine fish and freshwater fish, there are always some inevitable differences between the extraordinary characters active on the sea and the adventurers walking on the land.

"Rumor? You want to tell the story about you and the mermaid princess again?"

The organist bard named Baker glanced at this guy, then stopped the organ in his hand, ready to change to a more pleasant score.

And at this moment, the words of that extraordinary player from a certain sea area made his hand action pause:

"No, no, of course, if you want to hear it, I don't mind telling you about Mr. Latin-Jack's romance all night."

"Enough, Jack, if you want to say something, maybe we would like to hear the story of you and that cannibal female warrior..."

On the other side, a player who seemed to be familiar with them couldn't help but complain.

"Well, it looks like you didn't have enough luck today."

"Not everyone can hear the beauty of me and the mermaid princess!"

Latin-Jack shrugged, then he drew a scroll from his waist that seemed to be dripping with sea water.

The scroll was full of wet marks, but it seemed to have remained in this state for a long time.

"The Scroll of the Deep Sea? It really seems to be big news..."

The knowledgeable players couldn't help but get closer, although the fishy smell of Latin Jack, which originated from the essence of the ocean, made them a little uncomfortable.

But compared to the bad state they encountered during the adventure, this just made them a little unhappy.

It's just that compared to the rare big news, this harsh environment is worth it-of course, this refers to the big news that Latin Jack did give.

Otherwise, there may be some irritable players who ask him to practice a few tricks in the arena.

For players in the extraordinary stage, fighting is a common thing.

Especially for many players, they are not good at speech or expression, and fighting can be said to be the easiest way to communicate:

They don't even need to organize curse words, just put their fists on the other side's face.

"Yes, the scroll of the deep sea-a communication scroll from those powerful princes in the deep sea."

With a fancy gesture, Latin Jack nailed the Deep Sea Scroll with a short knife to the wall of the tavern.

Along with the splash of water, a somewhat deep-looking picture appeared in front of everyone.

At this time, Latin Jack explained to the side:

"A new plane destroyer is born!"

Latin Jack said in a suddenly cold voice, and there seemed to be some kind of chill in the air.

However, the players present are basically those who have seen strong winds and waves, and naturally few people care about his performance.

It’s just that this didn’t make Latin Jack feel frustrated. He continued to say in that cold voice that seemed to drip.

"Be wary of your planes, the Great Duke of the Deep Sea is conspiring. They are studying this newly born plane destroyer..."

Then, Latin Jack changed back to his previous tone, and saw that he drew his sailor's knife through several fancy arcs in the air, and then he pointed the knife at a certain text in the deep picture and said:

"As everyone knows, this guy is an evil powerful monk..."

"Well, let me see his name..."

"Yi...Qiu? Strange naming style, but I have met guys with this naming style."

"Maybe, I can invite him to have a drink, so that he might let go of my plane?"

Latin Jack picked up a glass of rum with a knife. Just as he was about to drink, he heard a calm voice coming from behind:

"Sounds like a good proposal, if the wine is good..."

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"It seems that I won..."

Knok-Sath looked at the last enemy ship that fell into the stars. He could not see any fluctuations on his face that was scarred by the explosion of the fleet.

Yes, when he personally cut down the battleship where the young commander was with his sword, he knew that it was over.

He is the new destiny!

At this moment, he heard the intermittent public channel voice from the enemy ship that had not yet been blown up:

"You... will make... the alliance, towards barbarism and primitiveness... you will become, the sin of this world..."

"Zi..."

Finally, with a dazzling flame, everything fell into a dull sizzle...

"Let's go, and receive our kingdom!"

Knock-Sath turned his head, looked at the same silent followers and said.

Perhaps the personal traces left by Nok Sass in this army are too strong, and they can distinguish it from the Alliance very easily-because their faces always carry a certain gloomy gloom.

They do not speak too much, but prefer to use force.

They don't know what fate Nok Sass will lead them to.

But when he mentioned War Blade, it always filled people with the idea of ​​following him.

After all, that is a guy who dared to take a planet and declared war with the alliance that ruled several galaxies!

And they follow such a reckless man!

At this moment, Knok Sass looked up at the vast sea of ​​stars.

Among them, countless stars dotted with the flames of science and technology are blooming with their light.

It's just that for Knok Sass, the originally vast sea of ​​stars seems to have become less daunting as he swung down his war blade...

Yes, it is so big that no one can completely traverse it by virtue of their own power.

However, it does not seem to be as vast as imagined.

Only need a brain, he can thoroughly understand the mystery of this sea of ​​stars.

And soon, he will become the new owner of this star sea.

excitement? Excited?

Nok-Sass looked at the blade of the war that was a little gapped because the enemy ship burst ~www.wuxiaspot.com~

He looked at appearing on the war blade, with a hideous and cruel face:

"What am I longing for?"

The next moment, he closed his eyes for a while, seeming to be pondering something.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes:

When closing his eyes, he recalled many things.

He saw a lot of respectable enemies, and also saw a lot of difficult battles that made him remember.

But in the end, what he saw was the self, who now seemed so awkward, to recklessly play with the statue from the foreign land in the room...

"It turns out that you already knew..."

Across the long river of time and memory, Nok Sass stared at the golden eyes that still made him feel unable to look directly...