The Cursed Ship

The transparent alloy cover on the turret retracted, and more than a dozen flying demons landed five meters away from Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang looked at them, and suddenly pointed to the corpses of the dozens of flying demons and said, "Bring them here!"

How could the Flying Demon understand? But he finally knew that Zheng Yang's focus was on the corpses of his fellow clansmen. They didn't know why, seeing that Zheng Yang didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, they asked the clansmen to bring the body over.

Zheng Yang signaled them to put the corpses on the deck. At a glance, there were sixteen of them, and they were all dead.

Some of them were pierced through vital organs such as the heart, some had their throats cut by spears, some had their heads split open...one was even pierced from bottom to top into a gourd baby.

Zheng Yang was shocked. The fighting power of the murlocs is so strong? Killing the Flying Demon with stronger defense at the same level was so miserable.

He didn't delay any longer, and with a single thought, he sent the corpses of the sixteen flying demons elsewhere to be devoured.

The corpses of the clansmen disappeared, and the other Flying Demons suddenly exuded terrible killing intent, holding their spears tightly and staring at Zheng Yang. Even the Flying Demons, who were watching from a distance on the island, surrounded them with hostility.

"What are you doing, where did you take my people?" the seventh-level Flying Demon shouted, ignoring the importance of the last transaction.

It can be seen that they attach great importance to the corpses of their clansmen.

In the next second, the reshaped flying demons appeared on the stage one after another, blinding the magic eyes of the flying demons. All the Flying Demons were shocked, and took a step back neatly, looking at the revived clansman and Zheng Yang in surprise and uncertainty.

"Finally there is a translator! Tell them, you were resurrected by me, just behave naturally, and just do the same as before!" Zheng Yang passed on the chanting to the sixteen new boys.

Among the sixteen Flying Demons who died in battle, there was actually one Level 6 Transcendent, one Level 5, and the rest were Level 4. From this point of view, there is at least one big guy with seventh-level strength in the murloc group.

After the Level 6 Remodeling Flying Demon explained, a shocking scene happened. All the Flying Demons around knelt down facing Zheng Yang and put their heads on the ground.

A trace of strange feeling came to mind, Zheng Yang was surprised, looked at the sixth-level flying demon and asked, "What did you say to your people?"

"I told them that we were brought alive by you and have become your emissaries. Every time we die in battle, we can be resurrected on the floating island. They think you are our god, and this floating island is your kingdom of God, and they are worshiping you. "

The sixth-level Flying Demon sent back such a piece of information.

Zheng Yang was really stunned at this moment, what the hell am I, I became a god? He looked back at the fairy-colored palaces behind him, and understood why these Flying Demons had such a misunderstanding.

It is normal to have such misunderstandings that the people who can resurrect their people are still on such an extraordinary ship.

Zheng Yang looked at the sixth-level remodeling Flying Demon: "What's your name?"

Level 6 Remodeling Flying Demon: "Abudalabudauradala..."

"...Good name, keep it simple in the future, just call it Abu!"

Zheng Yang looked at the fifth-level flying demon again: "What about you, what's your name... Forget it, you will be called Fu from now on!"

Abu Afu responded by accepting the new name, and then Zheng Yang looked at those flying demons who were still kneeling. Not only did those on the boat kneel, but all the people on the island also knelt.

"Abu, tell them to stand up! Are you fighting murlocs?"

...

After all the Flying Demons stood up, Zheng Yang inquired and learned about their grievances with the murlocs.

Because there are too few fish in the Misty Sea, the Flying Demons often need to fly hundreds of sea miles in search of meat, and the murlocs, which are not small, have become their first choice for hunting. In their view, murlocs who can make weapons and fight are also fish.

But murlocs are not simple fish after all, murlocs are also an intelligent race with a certain level of civilization,

As a result, the two ethnic groups became endless natural enemies.

More than two months ago, a flying demon hunting team went out to hunt murlocs, but was ambushed by a trap set by the murlocs, causing heavy casualties. Naturally, the Flying Demons were furious and sent an army to take revenge, which started a large-scale war between the two clans.

For more than two months, the two clans have fought each other almost every day. The Murlocs suffered more casualties than the Flying Demons, but the Murlocs lived in the deep sea and had a huge number, while the Flying Demons had only one stubble, one died and one less, and they gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Even half a month ago, the murlocs touched this lair and launched a large-scale attack overnight, killing a large number of low-level flying demons, so Zheng Yang felt that the place had become much more depressed when he came.

"Originally there were more than 8,000 flying demons, but there are only more than 5,000 left. If this continues, these guys may be wiped out!"

Zheng Yang asked Abu again: "I came to trade light gold, and the mining island stopped mining, is it also because I was attacked by murlocs?"

"No, there is no such metal mine on that island!" Abu responded.

there is none left? Zheng Yang thought about the scarred appearance of that small island, and couldn't help but sigh with regret. Sure enough, no matter how rich the mineral deposits are, there will be a day when they will be mined. Now, the Flying Demon must be persuaded to demolish the palace to him.

"You mined the island like that, there must be a lot of light gold, where did it go?" Zheng Yang asked again unwillingly.

"A small amount fell into the sea during the battle, most of them built a house for the king, and the rest were given to you in the last transaction... and a batch was snatched away by a werewolf!"

"..." Zheng Yang couldn't help touching his nose. It seems that there is not as much Qinglingjin as he imagined.

At this time, the seventh-level flying demon said to Abu: ""Abudalabudauladadala...can God help us destroy those murlocs, or take us away from this foodless place? "

"God gave me a new name, my name is Abu, his name is Afu!" Abu said.

The seventh-level Flying Demon's eyes lit up, and he babbled a lot to Zheng Yang, and Abu translated in time: "God, he wants you to give him a name too."

"A name?" Zheng Yang scratched his head: "What was his original name?"

"Ah, dah, dahh..."

"Stop, just call Ada!"

Ada recited the question just now happily, and asked their "god" to take them away, and they wanted to follow God and be God's warriors.

After listening to Abu's translation, Zheng Yang felt a sharp pain in his head. He looked back at his ship, and it seemed that it would not be a big problem to bring five thousand flying demons, but where would he take them?

The height of flying demons is generally more than three meters. It is okay to stay on the boat for a short time, but it is not realistic to stay on the boat as a soldier all the time. Moreover, how much food does he have to bring to support these guys...

Or, take it back to Mana Island as a defense team? But because of the language barrier, I was worried that these guys would easily get into trouble.

"That's not right, I'm here to engage in light gold, not to be the savior. What the hell, if you are called a god by these guys a few times, do you really think you are their god?"

Zheng Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Ada couldn't have done it on purpose, could he be so insidious?

damn ship