Douluo's war angel

Lin Mo actually defeated Corso, who had full soul strength, with his soul master strength. Even though everyone present found it unbelievable, they had to believe the reality in front of them.

Soon, Lin Mo, a black-robed soul with a three-purple soul ring, was known to the entire island. However, when interested people went to investigate his identity, they found that his origins were extremely mysterious and they could not find out at all.

These commotions were not within the scope of Lin Mo's attention. A little shrimp like him would not attract the attention of the real big shots in Murphy Island, even if the three purple soul rings he displayed aroused their curiosity. , Lin Mo still wasn't too afraid relying on the background of Poseidon Island.

Soon, Corso's fleet was ready. It raised anchor and set sail under the gaze of thousands of people, heading for Rowan Island, another important island in the sea of ​​​​mystery.

At this moment, on the deck of the main ship of the Corso fleet, Lin Mo was leaning on a comfortable lounge chair, holding a glass of juice, and enjoying the cooling service of the maid beside him.

Feeling such a pleasant experience, Lin Mo suddenly burst into tears. Now this is called life. Compared with the days of life and death before, this is simply the life of a fairy.

"I didn't expect Mr. Lin to be so young." Corso, who was wearing a captain's uniform, leaned on the lounge chair opposite him and looked at him strangely: "I guess Mr. Lin is also a super genius in the Holy Land."

Corso couldn't help but marvel at this. Lin Mo is only 15 years old now. Although his cold face may make him look more mature and vicissitudes of life, he is still no more than [-] years old. He can actually reach the realm of Soul Master at such an age. Moreover, the ratio of soul rings and combat power are even more monster-like. This abnormality can only be explained by the genius of the Holy Land.

"It's just good luck that I did come from the Holy Land." Lin Mo took a sip of juice and said calmly:

"The current and next Lord Poseidon Douluo both have a deep relationship with me."

Lin Mo said such pretentious words in such a careless way, and Lin Mo's actions almost shocked Corso to death. Lord Poseidon Douluo, this is Poseidon's spokesperson in the world, and he is also a common man in Odex. Lord, even the mermaid royal family worshiped her.

This and the next Poseidon Douluo actually have something to do with him.

Although he didn't know how much content there was in the words of the young man in front of him, Corso immediately put away his thoughts that were about to move.

Who is Corso? The captain of Corso's fleet, an old sailor who has spent half his life on the cruel and bloody sea. The dead souls under the giant ax have long been countless. For such a person, what is the use of the so-called promise?

The so-called justice and promises are a joke at sea. What is really useful here is always only power and interests.

Originally, Corso was prepared to maintain his honor in keeping his promise in front of everyone, but if this guy was really stupid enough to board his ship alone, then many things would not be so easy to talk about.

After all, this is his own territory. Even if this kid has some skills, he will have to lie down on the Corso. If he wants to control the Corso fleet for a year, he is nothing.

But coming from Poseidon Island and being related to Poseidon Douluo have completely different meanings.

"That's it." Corso said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Lin's background to be so amazing."

"It's okay." Lin Mo glanced at him lightly, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

The shock effect has been achieved. These guys dare not take action against themselves in a short time, but there is still a long way to go before they can completely bring this fleet under their command.

Only one step at a time.

After Corso gave up the idea of ​​attacking him, Lin Mo lived a comfortable and leisurely life in the following days. He went to the restaurant every morning to enjoy a sumptuous breakfast with the fleet's senior management, and then went to the deck to enjoy the sea breeze. Chatting with Corso about the beautiful sea view, going back to practice after lunch, and drinking and playing dice with the sailors in the evening.

This is also an extremely rare leisure time for Lin Mo.

Putting aside Corso's ill intentions towards him, he is essentially a bold and unrestrained maritime warrior who likes drinking and gambling, and has no airs. All the crew members like and respect the captain.

This may also be an important reason why Corso's fleet has stood on the sea for so many years.

Lin Mo learned from the nonsense he had with Corso that this guy was almost forty and still had no wife or children. Every time he mentioned this, Corso would hold the wine glass and laugh:

"How can any woman like us desperadoes who hang out at sea? But it's okay. I can have fun every time I go to the dock."

"This is the freedom of a single man." Corso clinked glasses with Lin Mo and showed a mysterious smile:

"When you get to Ron Island, please let me take Mr. Lin to have some fun."

"Ahem." Lin Mo raised his eyebrows and waved his hand quickly. If Xueer knew that he went to that kind of place, he would have to chop himself into pieces and feed them to the dogs.

But the good days will end one day, and the so-called beauty will always be shattered by this cruel world and return to what it should be.

One night three days later, Lin Mo, who was practicing this kind of practice, was awakened by a huge shaking sensation.

Soon, the huge bell on Corso's main ship was rung, and a huge roar with soul power echoed across the entire fleet, carrying a tragic and angry emotion:

"Enemy Attack"

Suddenly the lights of the originally silent fleet were brightly lit, and countless sailors rushed out of their rooms with various weapons. Lin Mo was no exception. He immediately turned over and got out of bed. There was a flash of gray light in his hand, and he had already tightly grasped the submachine gun. In hand.

Lin Mo kicked open the door and walked outside. From time to time, several sailors stumbled and attacked him. They were all young, holding weapons such as swords tightly in their hands. They were dressed in rough clothes. It seemed like this The battle is a big test for them.

"Wait a minute." Just as a few people were about to pass a corridor, Lin Mo's back suddenly felt cold. His first soul skill was activated, and he sensed a huge shadow approaching quickly.

Lin Mo growled, while the submachine gun was pointed at the wall.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The young sailors had just heard his voice and before they could react, a huge sea beast crashed directly through the wall of the ship. Naturally, the sailors had nowhere to escape. It was turned into a bloody mess by the huge impact.

The disappearance of life is so simple, just in the blink of an eye. This is the true appearance of Odex, and even this Douluo Continent.

The sea beast was too huge to impact the ship, so it had no choice but to leave angrily and look for another opportunity to attack the ship's hull.

Lin Mo did not hesitate, stepping on the debris on the ground and walked to the deck.