Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Here, isn't this child the one just now?"

"How did you get here?"

Before the sailors finished speaking, the trigger in the distance was pulled again. Suddenly, a figure flashed above Roja. Charlotte descended from the sky, and directly patted Roja, who was about to get up, back to the floor.

"Pfft! Cough cough!"

Charlotte's good figure made a contribution at this moment, and Roja, whose lungs were squeezed, coughed twice and was fine. Before the two reunited boys and girls had time to be happy, the sailors rushed away Come over, let Roja startled.

"Wait, we are..."

"Needless to say, we all understand!"

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what's the situation?What do you know?

Roja, who was anxious to clarify his position, was stunned for a moment, and found that the sailors who rushed over turned around and protected the two of them with weapons. It seemed that they were more anxious than Roja.

"Son, can you sail a boat?"

"Hey?"

The leader, Captain Jeff, asked Charlotte, who was blocked by Roja, with bright eyes, and the girl couldn't help being stunned. Seeing this, Jeff was stunned, and hurriedly pointed at the ship's doctor and yelled loudly.

"Quick! Hang Rawai's life! At least teach this kid the power grid, and we'll see if we survive!"

The captain explained the situation in a few words. Roja was dumbfounded when he heard that the battleship was about to explode. Charlotte hurried to the dying deputy captain and began to concentrate on learning the basic operations of this behemoth.

Gan!Learning to drive a battleship now?Are you fucking kidding me?

Roja hasn't fully accepted this situation until now, and can't figure out why there is such a trick. Although Charlotte is talented and intelligent, it's business. This fucking and engineering are not the same system, right?

He complained wildly in his heart, but the reality was still the reality. The shouting continued, and every second someone or monster fell down. Roja looked at the battlefield shouting for killing, gritted his teeth, touched a sword from the ground, and rushed up.

"Captain Jeff, can we live only if Charlotte activates that power grid? The risk is too great! There is no other way?"

"Yes, there is, but it's impossible, unless we can drive all the fish on the deck down to occupy the ship!"

The gray-haired captain stretched out his palms and bounced off all the high-pressure water arrows shot by the scales. He naturally knew that Charlotte's success rate was not high, but compared with taking back the ship, the girl's side was more likely. Some.

I also want to know that if the strength of the crew can drive the enemy down, this will not be the case on the St. Paul now. Whether it is impact or explosive power, the sailors who have been fighting for a long time no longer have it.

"Is it impossible? That's not necessarily the case."

The black-haired boy was talking to himself and stroking the long sword, as if he was sharpening the dazzling cold front. A red light flickered in his golden eyes, and the remaining mantra entangled and exploded like a python, turning into a red thunderbolt in the air. roar.

"Boom!"

The scattered and bursting light is like a knife like a sword, and there seem to be countless soldiers screaming and roaring amidst the rolling thunder. The strong sense of presence has attracted the attention of all sailors. Jeff's eyes are wide open, never expecting that desperate situations will appear one after another Miracle.

Group skills, this is a legendary ability in Shia's chaotic country. It is rumored that the person who possesses it is chosen by the heavens and born as a king!

In the eyes of everyone, the young man wearing thunder and lightning was as indifferent as ice with anger in his heart. The crown of red thunder crowned him. At this moment, his eyes seemed to see the lonely prince in the palace of the holy capital, turning his face sideways under the rainy night. Show him a wild smile.

"Hmph, you are haunted."

Roja raised the corners of his mouth as he looked at the phantom. He stared, the aura of the king changed the face of Jeff beside him slightly. On everyone's body, wrapped in red light, the soldiers couldn't help shouting.

[Skill "Roar of Red Thunder" activated]

[Calculate the remaining mana value of the host]

[Countdown countdown: 273, 272,271, [-]...]

"Follow me, kill!"

The cold and stern voice rang in everyone's ears, and Roja, wrapped in thunder, rushed out in one step during the countdown countdown, followed by Jeff, who was in the shape of a demon god in the crimson light.

"kill--!"

"Last fight!"

In just two seconds, all the surviving humans have understood the situation. Under the stimulation of skills, their attack power and defense power have risen explosively. Their chests exploded like thunder.

In the red light, the scars on Jeff's body recovered visible to the naked eye. He swung the battle ax in his hand and charged forward. His head rolled down like a falling bead, hitting the deck of the ship with a thumping sound.

The magic bullets of the sorcerers are everywhere, the arrows of the archers are flying, and the warriors holding the sword are not afraid of death. At the forefront, Roja, who is wearing lightning, is like a god, and he has a natural restraint against almost all sea people. Anyone who touches him will be burnt to charcoal immediately.

Under Roja's group skills, the battle situation was reversed in an instant. The sailors began to regain the side of the ship, and the scales who rushed up one after another were condescendingly knocked down. The enemies on the deck were killed and injured in just 2 minutes. do.

Roja led the crew to regain the lost ground in one breath, while on the other side, the vice-captain Rawai, who had only one breath left, looked at the girl and exclaimed.

It turns out that there really are such geniuses in this world.

No, this is what our family of talented people should look like.

Rawai smiled wryly. He felt the joyful main body of the ship controlled by Charlotte, the golden soul that could be called the blood of the battleship. Looking at the active fluctuation of the mantra, he understood that it was enough.

Just like the national treasure-level cursed object will recognize its owner, the liquid cursed object golden soul in the golden battleship also has its own will. With such support and love for this girl, the ship will even automatically protect her.

She doesn't need to learn anything, because she is born to be the controller, and her order is the highest order of this golden battleship.

"I didn't expect anyone other than Her Majesty the Queen to be able to reach this level. Child, just follow your heart. May Shia bless you."

Rawai, who left these words, passed away suddenly. However, unlike the previous tragedy, there was a satisfied smile on his face at this time.

"Good night, Mr. Mate."