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Chapter 207 Cannonballs... Gone!

"Dorag, have you ever been kicked by the light?"

Light laughter spread in the air, and Drago had lost Moen's vision!

"it's here!"

Drago, who narrowed his eyes slightly, shrank his pupils, and his whole body shrank into a shrimp ball.

Moen withdrew his legs and looked at Drago in front of him curiously.

"Can actually find me!"

Originally, Moen's kick was aimed at Drago's back, but who knew that Drago suddenly turned around?

Forget it, the situation is not much different.

Morn sneered, the golden light flickering on his fingertips was as dazzling as the shining sun in the sky.

"Dorag, let me show you the power I have gained recently, you are the first person to see my move!"

Drago wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the bluish-white gust of wind enveloped him in it.

"Your speed is much faster than the yellow ape!"

Dorag commented very thoughtfully.

He and Huang Yuan are also old acquaintances, so they have the capital to say this.

"Thank you!"

Morn raised his arm, and the golden light on his fingertips condensed into a ball of flame.

"Let you feel the feeling of boiling a frog in warm water." Moen had a smirk at the corner of his mouth, as if he was very happy with the move he was about to perform next.

Drago looked at Moen's smile, and the alarm bells rang in his mind!

It's a pity that he didn't know what Moen's next move was.

There is no such thing as defense.

"Accept the judgment of the sun! Let it all come to naught! The sun shines!"

The dazzling golden light spread out from the flame sphere, and Drago had no defense at all and could only close his eyes.

His knowledge and knowledge spread out, but what he felt was a void!
When Drago opened his eyes again, he saw a clean space.

No wind, no water, no clouds, no impurities of any kind!

"I didn't expect you, an old boy, to be quite predictable."

Moen's strange expression made Drago feel bad. He looked down and saw that the bird was flying into the forest!
The sun is shining, derived from the skills obtained by Moen's lottery.

It is also the third colorful skill after the Light Shield Sealing Sword and Golden Crow Explosion Flame.

When he used this move, what Morn wanted to do the most was to use this move to hit the yellow ape.

Use light to burn this guy!
With the power of pure sunlight, it turns into a nihilistic sun fire, which can burn everything in the field of vision.

Moen didn't think about taking Drago's life, so he burned his clothes and then dispersed the sun.

After all, maintaining the power of twenty times the king, coupled with this colorful level of skills, Moen also has the confidence to play like this because of the things he got in the third lottery.

The Holy Grail of Harmony!

The quaint metallic luster shone on Morn's chest, but unfortunately no one could see it.

Increased its own resistance to other abilities by 30.00%, and then increased its stamina recovery by [-]%!
This is why Moen dared to play like this!
In the final analysis, it is also the laziness of the system, which is becoming more and more perfunctory.

Now that I have directly moved out the props in the game, I may not be able to make any amazing moves in the future.

In other words, it seems that the retarded elf hasn't come out for a long time?

Moen, who was thinking wildly in his mind, didn't even realize that Drago had turned into a cloud of breeze and rushed to the battlefield below.

Randomly pulled out a suit of clothes from a dead person, and Drago covered himself up.

boom!
A shell exploded near Drago's feet, and the hurricane swept through Drago's trousers, exposing his bare soles.

"leader?"

Son, Qiao Zi, who was blocking the shells not far away, was stunned. Why did the leader of the Revolutionary Army appear next to them in the blink of an eye?
Sure enough, he is a master!

"Dorag, leave without saying a word, how unqualified!"

Moen thought wildly in the air for a long time, only to find that Drago had disappeared, and when he checked with knowledge, he found that Drago had returned to the ship.

Moen just felt bored for a while, because he would not kill Drago, so he used killing moves with killing intent, and it was meaningless to fight. Instead of fighting like this, he might as well go to Kaido to beat him up comfortably. !

Listening to Moen's words, the corner of Drago's mouth twitched.

He is not afraid of losing.

He is not afraid of death.

But I'm afraid that if you don't die, you will lose face completely.

After all, he was also the leader of the Revolutionary Army, a thorn in the side of the world government, and he was burned naked by Moen's public just like that!
Who can bear this!
boom!
A cannonball lost all its strength and fell into the sea, and the battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

"what's the situation?"

Morn and Drago both frowned and didn't look at the artillerymen aside.

"Boss... no more shells..."

The artilleryman's face was full of bitterness, his hands were already sore.

In the past, he was captured by pirates and worked as an artilleryman for a while. Later, he was rescued by Drago and found that he had a special talent for artillery, so he was promoted to the commander of the artillery.

But the commander-in-chief has fired more artillery in the past year than half a day today!
It seemed that Drago and Moen had been fighting for a few minutes in mid-air, but in fact they had been fighting for nearly half an hour.

The revolutionary army didn't have much strategic reserves, and this time they moved out all the artillery from the Kingdom of Goa, but Dorag and the others forgot that they didn't have enough artillery shells!
Moen looked at the artilleryman with a bitter face, and a strange thought arose in his heart.

If the guns stop here, what will happen over there!
Both sides stopped shelling!

Blinking his eyes twice, Morn turned into a golden light and returned to his warship.

I saw a man in a white robe grabbing the collar of a lieutenant, reprimanding something very loudly.

call out!
The golden light pierced the wrist of the man in the white robe, directly cutting off his hand.

"Golden Crow General!"

The rescued lieutenant angrily tore off the severed hand from his neck, and threw it directly on the wailing CP.

"What's the situation? Why stop shelling!"

Morn frowned, and looked at the ashen-faced and then bewildered soldiers beside him.

After saluting Moen, the lieutenant shook his head bitterly.

"Report to the general, we came here this time, and we only brought the artillery ammunition of the ordinary-level demon-slaying order, and we have already... all of them have been shot."

boom!
Morn slapped the lieutenant on the head, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"The order to slay demons is the highest standard combat order in the navy. You told me that the shells I brought were all fired? How does the logistics department do things!"

Moen's roar attracted everyone's attention, and the lieutenant who was stared at by him trembled and couldn't speak.

"Golden Crow General, don't blame him, this time when he came out, he really didn't bring enough shells."

A lieutenant general walked over with a cold face, looking at the man lying on the ground with dissatisfied eyes.

"Because the CP said that to detain our arms supply, the need for gunfire of the level of the Demon Slaughter Order is really too great. This time, with you and General Fujitora together, the deterrence of the two is not inferior to that of the Demon Slaughter Order. ,so······"

"So, the logistics department deducted our shells and let Fujitora and I go to Goa Wanguo to play a game of destruction?"

Moen smacked his lips, and suddenly looked at the little adjutant acting next to him.

The little adjutant's face was pale, and he didn't dare to look at Mo En.

Well, everyone except himself and Fujitora should know about it.

Their thinking should be that when they arrived in the Kingdom of Goa, if the shells were not cleaned up after the shells were fired, they and Fujitora would inevitably take action.

Whether it's his own Golden Crow Explosion Flame, or his ability to split apart, plus Fujitora's ability to trigger meteorites, he can completely destroy the Goa Kingdom.

"Go, go back. Take this trash with you!"

Morn let out a light whistle in the direction of Fujitora, then restrained his fighting spirit, and walked directly into the cabin.

No wind belt.

Before the warship sailed out of this sea area, it retreated because the shells ran out.

This is the funniest demon-slaying order in history, and it is bound to go down in the annals of history and become a laughing stock!
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