The Game of Demon Hunter

"My lord, we found this on the sea." Several paladins commanded the sailors to drag an oak barrel up with a fishing net: "This is a barrel for wine, it must have been dropped by those heretics. "

This is good news for Dell. Relying on the witch's blasphemous power to accelerate, the opponent has completely opened the distance from his own warship. At present, the captain is completely relying on inertial tracking.

According to the data, the final destination of the Serisians should be the Wangxiang City. Unless they give up this goal, they will definitely sail in the current direction.

It's just that those people from Seris are full of tricks, and it's not impossible to turn around temporarily.

After discovering the wine barrel, Dale finally breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that he was not chasing in the wrong direction.

They can rely on the power of the Lord of Dawn to locate the general direction of the god-given object, but they can only rely on prayers to complete the ceremony every day when the sun rises.

On the sea, one day and one night is enough for the opponent to drop him by hundreds of nautical miles. With the current navigation technology, it is impossible to track him.

"The great Lord of Dawn protects us, those heretics cannot escape, we are on the right route!" Paladin Dale loudly encouraged the morale of the sailors.

The morale of the entire fleet was somewhat lowered by the risk of abandoning the two battleships before. Dale just took the opportunity to boost morale and promote the greatness of the Lord of Dawn by the way.

This time, when he went to sea, Dale took basically believers of the Lord of Dawn. When choosing a ship to go to sea, he chose the captain who believed in the Lord of Dawn.

Although the church as a whole has gathered believers from various gods together to fight against the enemy of chaos, the internal competition has never stopped.

Not to mention that there have been conflicts between some gods for a long time, and even secular sects have been at odds with each other for several years. It is the greatest role of the church organization to avoid fighting on the surface like now.

"Praise my lord, your believers will always walk on the right path!" Both the sailor and the paladin on the deck repeated in a low voice.

For a while, the morale of the battleship full of paladins was overwhelming, and everyone believed that under the blessing of the great gods, they would definitely catch those damned heretics.

"Praise the system, are you saying that these green skins are different and can communicate?" On the other side of the forest, Mike who survived the catastrophe also widened his eyes, looking at the Ganges player in front of him.

"Shhh!" Abhishek Singh covered Mike's mouth: "Be quiet, I mean their heads can communicate, not that they all can communicate. There are nearly 1,500 green skins here, except The one in the lead, the rest want to taste us!"

Poor Mike, Mama has regarded him as a chess piece from the very beginning, and he has no idea that the pirates have long been connected with the special green skins of Brother Pianzi.

The musket he borrowed from the superior is also the prototype he got from the green skin in front of him, but he will know soon.

Because Mike saw that among the green skins in the past, there were a few extra-big guys carrying relatively well-made spears on their backs.

He will never admit it wrong, it is the weapon he presided over the production and manufacture of on Treasure Island!

From drawings, to molds, to production techniques, Mike personally followed up every step and taught the aboriginals little by little!

Damn, do they have a deal with Mama? These green skins won't send themselves back to Mama, will they? Mike broke out in a cold sweat for a moment.

Immediately, the wounds all over his body were soaked in the salt of sweat, making Mike's face even paler.

"Are you American? Or EU?" Abhishek looked at Mike's face carefully. He is white and has brown hair. It doesn't look like Maozi's side.

Abhishek hopes to use this player to get online with players from these two factions. Those who can fight against New China must be a few other big hooligans.

Among them, the Africans were the first to be eliminated. Even without mentioning their consistent political stance, Abhishek didn't think that this gang was darker than himself, and the lazy ones could only rely on the mine to maintain their status.

It would be great if Vibranium was produced in the land where the Ganges River flows... Abhishek's fantasy was shattered before it even started.

Reason told him that if Zhenjin was really in his hometown, New China might have called over two hundred years ago.

And Maozi is a traditional ally of New China, and Abhishek doesn't know what he has that can move him to change his position.

The EU and US imperialism are different, they will be very happy to ally with themselves, right?

The highly educated Abhishek Singh focused his attention on the international situation a long time ago. He once hoped to rely on the intervention of foreign forces to complete the delusion of local independence.

Unfortunately, that plan failed before it even started. New China's aggressive behavior seemed to have been acquiesced by several major powers, and no force dared to speak out.

For a period of time, Abhishek's only surviving aid force was the Umbrella Company, an organization that was also pressed into the soil by New China.

Of course, there is a price to pay for cooperating with those demons. Abhishek doesn't know how many compatriots he has sent into the laboratory of the umbrella.

Usually such units are implemented in villages, and sometimes Abhishek would wake up in a nightmare, and he always saw himself wrapped in countless broken flesh and blood, unable to breathe.

Abhishek suspects that he would have committed suicide if he hadn't been supported by that noble purpose.

"Are you American or EU?" Abhishek asked again. He hoped to get the support of several other big countries at least in the game.

"I'm from the United States." Mike revealed his identity, wanting to see what the other party was thinking.

"I am Abhishek Singh, a humble person who wants to cooperate with you." Abhishek smiled kindly: "Here, we have a common enemy, the New China."

Mike's eyes lit up suddenly, and he felt that he had suddenly become enlightened!

"That's right, we do have a common enemy!" Mike held Abhishek's hand: "So how many people and how much power do you have to deal with those New Chinese people?"

"Hehe, don't be so excited my friend." Abhishek felt that the direction of development of the matter was beginning to deviate from his own expectations. It seemed that all the rhetoric he had prepared to persuade the other party was completely useless. Could it be that the people of the American Empire were too enthusiastic?

"We have a lot of power and a lot of people, but there are only a few here." Abhishek pinched the first knuckle of his little finger with his thumb.

PS: Thanks to the book friend @知白晓黑 for the reward, and thanks to the book friend @迷前人 for the reward