The Legend of the Pirate Murloc

Chapter 114 Thranduil Arrives (Subscribe)

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became weird, and everyone stood in place silently.

Kuzan walked up, the ice fog rose, and half of his body froze. He looked at Searle and said, "Moang Sel, it seems that you can't go."

Polusalino regained his wretched expression, and transformed into the Amacongyun sword in his hand, looked at Searle with a wretched smile and said:
"Be good and grab it, Moensel!"

Xuanwu fisted together and laughed loudly:

"Hahahaha, Moangsel, the heavens are going to kill you!"

Three warships slowly approached from the sea one kilometer away. Because the battle on the deserted island was too fierce before, and Kuzan froze the surrounding sea, the warships all retreated several kilometers away.

"boom!"

On a warship, the bow of the cannon was flickering, and a shell whizzed and shot towards the desert island in a parabola. Jones stood on the shell, because the shell was too small for him, so he could only step on it with one foot .

"Hey, Mr. Kuzan, Mr. Polusalino, Mr. Xuanwu, I'm not late, am I?"

When the shell was more than ten meters above the ground, it turned into powder directly. Jones jumped down lightly with a sickle in his hand, and walked to Kuzan and the others.

Jones looked at Searle, and the two eyes collided. Jones' pupils shrank into needlepoints, and his heart shrank suddenly, as if being stared at by a beast, his Adam's apple squirmed, he couldn't help swallowing, and the smile on his face quickly retracted.

monster!

Just now he wondered why Kuzan and Polusalino were so embarrassed and breathless, but now he understands.

"Just in time, Jones, long time no see."

Kuzan looked a little short standing in front of Jones, but Jones didn't dare to slack off at all. He twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled stiffly.

Searle just stood there, making him a little out of breath, the sense of oppression was too strong, Jones looked at Searle, subconsciously opened his mouth nervously, stuck out his tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and then stretched it along his cheek , until it reaches the eyes, and turns the eyes licking.

His back bulges, with six pairs of pink wing sarcoids piercing out, thorns and sharp long tails grow out of his back, and then he is stained with black flames that look like feathers, five eyes grow on his face, his hair turns into long black and red flames and flutters, scarlet The fangs protruded from the mouth, and the whole person became ferocious.

Turning into an angel form, Jones' nervous heart was soothed, his fear of Searle completely dissipated, and he laughed unscrupulously.

"Moensel, let me see how strong the man who dared to go to the Holy Land alone is."

Looking at Jones' weird appearance, Searle felt like a fishbone stuck in his throat, very uncomfortable, and just wanted to punch this disgusting thing to death.

Jones raised his arms and broke his sleeves, revealing his rotten and moldy arms. He held the black sickle tightly in both hands, and the six pairs of wings flapped violently, driving violent wind pressure. He came to Searle in an instant, waving the sickle like a The dark crescent moon flashed by.

The sickle became extremely slow in Searle's sight, but Searle remained expressionless about the extremely sharp sickle, as if he didn't react.

"Why, are you frightened by my appearance? Although I am very curious about you, it's a pity. After you die, I will take out your heart and study it!"

Jones grinned ferociously, revealing a mouthful of red fangs, his long tongue flying in the air, and saliva splashing everywhere.

The scythe fell.

"Clang!"

The sharp sickle struck Ser's neck, making the sound of steel colliding, and a line of blood appeared on Ser's neck, and the sickle was only a few millimeters deep, and it was difficult to deposit it.

"Damn it, cut it off!"

Jones' arms swelled up again, his strength increased, and a strange black flame flowed along his arms to the sickle.

Facing this weird flame, Searle raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and blew violently, and the flame instantly dissipated without a trace.

"Is it just like that? Who gave you the courage to challenge me by yourself?"

Searle glanced at Jones and showed a cruel smile. His vertical eyes seemed to pierce Jones' heart directly. Jones suddenly felt his scalp tingling and his hair standing on end, as if Searle was a demon.

The next moment, the field of vision turned black, and Searle's palm slapped him head-on. Jones just wanted to flap his wings to get away, but Searle grabbed his face directly.

Click, the face bones cracked, the eyes on both sides of the cheeks burst into the eye sockets, and black blood dripped down. The grip was so strong that Jones's head was almost crushed directly.

As if his head was clamped by a hydraulic press, it creaked, and the strong tinnitus filled his ears, and he couldn't hear anything. The severe pain made Jones's brain go blank, moaning in pain, and his mouth couldn't stop drooling saliva.

But at the next moment, Jones opened his eyes suddenly, his face became ferocious, he closed his mouth directly, bit off the tongue protruding from the mouth, sprayed blood, and regained consciousness through the severe pain.

Then he grinned ferociously, his fangs stretched out, and he opened his mouth to bite Searle's hand. At the same time, the long, sharp tail of thorns behind him swung around and stabbed at Searle.

The teeth bit on Searle's hand, as if biting on a steel block, almost shattered, sore and swollen, Facing the stabbing long tail, Searle didn't even look at it, letting the tail stab at his body , The spike collided with Ser's body, and it broke in an instant. Ser grabbed the tail, clenched it tightly, and squeezed the tail directly.

Jones broke out in cold sweat from the pain. He felt that his tail had been crushed. He clenched his hands and waved his fists, hitting Seer on the face. Er face.

"Don't leave the trash on my face, bastard!"

Searle held Jones' long tail angrily, simply wrapped it around his fist a few times, pulled it hard, and directly tore off the tail at the root, and a lot of blood spurted out from the break.

"what!"

Jones yelled in pain, but Searle grabbed his head and slammed it on the ground, with a bang, blood splashed with mud.

It took only a few seconds from when Jones came in front of Searle to Searle smashing him to the ground.

Kuzan saw that the situation was not good, and just about to rush over, Searle let go of Jones' head, straightened up, then raised his foot, and stepped on Jones' chest.

"puff!"

The upper body of Jones was stepped on, rolled up the whites of the eyes, his face was flushed, and he vomited blood crazily. Blood was bleeding from the eye sockets, nose, ears, wherever there were holes, his chest was sunken, and several ribs were cracked and broken. Then he fell down, his legs twitched a few times, passed out, and returned to his human form.

Jones didn't even fully use his fruit ability, and was instantly killed by Searle. The only record was the wound on Searle's neck that had healed and only traces of blood remained.

"If you're ugly, don't come out to affect other people's moods, right?"

Searle looked at Kuzan and the others and smiled.

"asshole!"

Kuzan and the others really didn't expect Jones to be unable to hold on for a few seconds in Searle's hands. This is a strong man who can run for the general candidate!

But now it was killed in seconds, it was simply unacceptable.

At this time, there was a change on the side of the three warships, the sound of sea water bursting and the sound of commotion on the warships.

Although the distance was one kilometer, everyone present was domineering and knowledgeable, and their hearing was very keen, so they were immediately attracted by that side.

I saw that the three warships were surrounded by eight sea kings rushing out of the sea, including crocodiles, manatees, goldfish and various other animal types of sea kings.

They were still splashing into the sea water, with saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths, staring at the warship with scarlet eyes, making gurgling noises.

The war behemoth is a younger brother in front of these sea kings, and there are nearly ten thousand murloc soldiers with weapons densely scattered on the sea kings and on the surface of the sea.

Fortunately, the soldiers on these three warships were all elite sailors, and they quickly reacted.

The nearly [-] cannons on the three war behemoths quickly refilled with gunpowder, aimed at the sea kings and the murloc soldiers, unsheathed the school-level officer's sharp sword, and held it in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

For a while, the two sides were at a stalemate, but if there was a fight, the navy would definitely suffer. As long as the sea kings and murloc soldiers scuttled the warship regardless of casualties, then except for the generals and officers who can float in the air in a short period of time , the rest of the navy that fell into the sea will inevitably be eaten up by murloc soldiers one by one.

"Aquaman?"

Xuanwu was a little surprised, why did eight sea kings appear at the same time, and...are those murlocs? When did murloc island have such an elite army.

Xuanwu clearly remembered that the frightening elite sea beast army on Murloc Island should have disappeared decades ago.

Just when everyone was paying attention to the warship.

A water polo was shot at extreme speed, like a shell falling on the ground, rumbling and blasting a big crater. Thranduil fell from the sky and landed heavily on the ground, shaking the ground.

"Brother, here I come!"

Hearing the familiar voice, the corners of Searle's mouth raised.

Smelly brother, it's finally here!
Searle grabbed Jones by the hair, dragged him towards Thranduil, and said with a smile:
"Then we two brothers will fight with you!"

"It's been a long time since I've fought with big brother, I still have a little expectation after thinking about it."

Thranduil grinned, his eyes were reddish, his muscles began to bulge, and he entered the state of a gorefiend, his body leaned forward, like a beast before hunting, ready to erupt at any moment.

Although Thranduil's temper is very violent and bloodthirsty, and it is easy to lose control when he enters the blood demon state, but that was decades ago.

After the long cooling-off period in the deep sea hell, his control over his emotions was almost perfect.

In addition, don't think that Thranduil is so tall and strong that he is a pure hand-to-hand fighter. In fact, he is a sniper, yes, a sniper.

He doesn't use firearms, he has mastered another extreme path of murloc karate. Thranduil has already mastered seawater skills. He can shoot wherever he can within three kilometers. He has plenty of physical strength and sufficient seawater. Brand missile base gun.

As long as Searle is in the front to contain the enemy, if he outputs from the back, he can definitely fight even in the face of three people.

(End of this chapter)