The Game of Demon Hunter

"Cersei, the team that went ashore has already sent out four distress calls." James put on a golden armor, the exquisite patterns were lifelike, obviously from the hands of the master.

The entire armor was built according to Jaime Lannister's figure. Although it covered the whole body, it didn't feel cumbersome at all. The shoulder pads were carved with black lion reliefs.

That is the symbol of the Lannister family, but the Lannister family has sunk for too long in the long river of time. This symbol is used by many nobles in the Old Continent as their own symbol.

It's more like a work of art than a piece of armor.

James, who was already very heroic, was dressed in military uniform at this time, and he looked even more heroic. Even Cersei couldn't help but indulge for a moment.

"Sure enough, only the blood of the Lannister family is worthy of me." Cersei looked at James' face. Although the two were of different genders, they had very similar delicate faces.

"Are you worried about this garbage?" Cersei walked forward, and every crew member who saw her bowed their heads to get out of the way.

There were not a single pirate on board the Crimson Shroud. The crew and soldiers were all Lannister soldiers, and they all swore a death oath like Mama.

"They are also part of our strength, why let them die in vain?" James asked with some doubts: "You know that they can't deal with that Sirisian battle group, and those Sirisians are all trained superhumans , they are real fighters."

"If what that idiot said is true, all the forces around will not let them go." Mama waved away the guards on the left and right: "In this world, it is a felony to have a treasure. We have been walking on thin ice these years. You It should be deeply felt."

Jaime Lannister did not answer and waited for his sister's explanation. He knew that although Mama's name was famous all over the world, this was not what Cersei was after.

The blood of the dignified Lannister family can only live on one island and dance with pirates. This is a humiliation for both him and Cersei.

"In this case, if we stand still, it will appear that we are unique, because in the eyes of the world, I, Mama, are the queen of pirates." Cersei Lannister smiled heartily: "How could the queen of pirates let her go? Fat meat? This doesn't fit my personality."

"But you and I both know that with this black ship, our business is on the verge of success. The last thing I want to happen at this time is to attract the power of the Witch King or the Church." Mama looked at her Brother: "So this is the nomination certificate I submitted. Hundreds of people died and several boats sank, which proves that we are not indifferent, but that we have more than enough heart but not enough power."

"So you sent those people to die?" James asked dully, "How many people do you plan to sacrifice here?"

"Until I am satisfied, those Siris are satisfied, and everyone is satisfied." Mama looked at the shore without looking back: "I don't want you to pay too much attention to these garbage, we are Lannister, not with them."

"Our goal is to retrieve the glory of the past, and the glory of Lannister is not here." As an awakened witch, Mama can divine the future to a certain extent.

All her divination of the future in this land is blood, war, and shadows covering the entire continent, which makes Cersei have to speed up her plan.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to break with the witch, and even took the risk of snatching the black ship of the nuns, all in order to be able to take out the treasure hidden in the sea as soon as possible.

According to the records in the family, there is enough power to revive the family there. Even if everything on Treasure Island is lost, even if the mithril vein is abandoned, Cersei Lannister will give it a go.

Mama planned to use refueling tactics to consume the less obedient part of the pirate group first, but the actions of the Sires were still a little too fast, so fast that Mama couldn't keep up.

When the sun rose, several other ships cruising outside the port discovered that the Fang, which had rested at anchor in the port last night, was sinking.

At this time, the originally huge hull was tilted at a large angle, and half of the hull disappeared below the sea surface.

Around the sunken ship, hundreds of corpses were floating on the sea surface, as the waves continued to hit the non-silent part of the Fang.

Because the operation was so smooth, Xu Yichen and the others had enough time to drag the corpse out of the cabin and throw it into the sea. Since it was a deterrent action, it was natural for the other party to see the most intimidating picture.

The pirates who landed before have been completely dispersed after a whole night of hunting.

Maybe there are more than a dozen or twenty people alive, but they have been scared out of their wits. These pirates have been unable to find where their enemies are all this time.

But death is always with you. The companion who just ate with you may die before finishing the meal; there seems to be an enemy lurking in every corner, reminding them with cold arrows at any time and place that this is an unequal war .

When the corpse of the extraordinary person was hung high, these pirates finally collapsed completely. They scattered and fled into the forest, unable to hold anything else in their hearts except fear.

Waiting for them are heavily armed small town residents. These small town residents, mainly sailors and sailors' families, are naturally at odds with pirates.

No matter in the sea or on land, the killings were staged at the same time.

And in the player's camp, the old druid Gregor finally saw the fangs of these Serisians. One afternoon and one night, nearly 300 people died.

Seeing Yang Yuefan calmly drinking tea and smiling, the old druid felt chills in his heart.

He could tell that the smiling guy in front of him and the big man in black armor behind him were all superhumans with full combat power.

In other words, even now, this group of Serisians still kept their backs.

Even though they are both Transcendents, Gregor knows that there must be a big difference in combat effectiveness between the druid and the opponent. This does not come from the difference in professional strength, but the difference in mentality and tactics.

Gregan imagined several times that if the Ring of Shepherds clashed with this Sirisian war group, even in the Black Forest, the home of the druids, there would probably be heavy casualties.

Druids are spellcasters, guardians of the forest, and balancers of nature, but these Serisians have only one identity—they are messengers of war.

After dawn, the druid Gregor left the camp with his two apprentices and disappeared into the forest.

He wanted to go back to the Ring of Shepherd Trees and persuade those elders to reconsider their relationship with humans.

PS: I have been very busy at work this week. I originally wanted to keep working hard in the third shift, but I was knocked back to the prototype. . . Let's see if we can fight from September~