Chapter 20 Angry Skull

On the flagship of the skull pirate fleet, a man sat cross-legged in a closed space. He was shrouded in a black robe, wearing a huge black cloak and holding a long magic wand in his hand. The upper end of the magic wand was inlaid with this huge skull, shining green light.

His hands slowly emerged from the wide black robe. His hands were like dry wood, and the bones were obvious. They were completely leathery mummy. His hands trembled slightly, and a string of small bracelets rushed out of his arm. The bracelet was completely small. The composition of small skulls seems to be polished with some precious gems, and also glows with cold green light.

"I, Bakal, have been across the North Ocean for countless years. I have never eaten others. There has been no such thing as others eating me. Today's sun came out from the west..." An old voice slowly rippled in the narrow space.

"It seems that I have met a tough role this time, and I can't help Bakr!" The old voice was mixed with anger and meditation, which seemed to be the moan of the ghost of hell, floating and illusory.

"Following the order, the whole skeleton pirate group set out to chase the Parasar and take back my three warships. I'm going to eat the flesh of those people, drink the blood of those people, and suck their souls, ga! Ga! Ga! Ga! Ga!"

With the issuance of this order, the skeleton flagship, which is about 1,000 meters long and like a small island, led four 100-meter-long giant warships and slowly advanced. Gradually, their speed was raised. Only the huge skull flagship was seen soaring like lightning, which was comparable to the speed. The skull giant warship on the surface is twice as fast.

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In the wide northern ocean, Palasar walked in the front, followed by three giant skull warships. They formed an arrow-shaped forward array and slowly moved forward. They passed all the way, split the waves, and from time to time, there was continuous laughter from the three warships.

In a luxurious room, Mesomea sat on the sofa with a goblet in her hand. The red blood Mary in the cup was extremely bright and intoxicating. She put it to her mouth, gently squeezed it, and then slowly put it on the coffee table. She slowly raised her head, looked at the silent Jiulong, smiled and asked softly, "Brother Jiulong, what are you thinking?"

"Oh?" Jiulong was stunned, gently patted his head, looked at Mesomea, and smiled, "I didn't think anything, Mesomea, is this blood Mary as good as Leren's blood Mary?"

Mesomea shook his head gently, indicating no.

"Alas!" Jiulong sighed, looked at Mesomea apologetically, and said softly, "Mesomea, it's really difficult for you. For me, you have left your hometown and traveled thousands of miles to this northern ocean with a good and poor environment... Mesomea, don't worry, sooner or later, I will let you drink the most beautiful blood Mary of the Leren tribe!"

"Brother Jiulong, Mesomea doesn't care about this!" Mesomia clicked her big eyes and said with a depressed look, "Originally, my brother and I depended on each other for our lives. We were living a good life, but since my brother married Ponesia, he has slowly changed. He once betrayed his sister who loved him for himself... When my brother was there, his sister-in-law, Bonisia It's more restrained, but when her brother left, she became even more arrogant. He hooked up everywhere, not to mention ruining the customs, losing his conscience and doing all the bad things..."

"Messormia..." Jiulong gently called.

"...That family can't tolerate me anymore. Fortunately, I have you, otherwise, I really don't know how to live in the future!" Mesomia's voice is sad. In the world of the two of them, she reveals all her grievances and misfortunes. Kowloon is her destination and the solid arm she can rely on.

Bum! Bang! Bang!

A gentle knock on the door interrupted the tearful Mesomia. She quickly wiped the tears on her face, got out of Jiulong's arms, and smiled gently, "Brother Jiulong, it must be your good brother, Euro Tartison. The North Sea is dangerous. You still have a lot of things to do!"

"Hmm!" Jiulong nodded gently and looked at Mesomea's slightly red and swollen eyes, and a trace of apology unconsciously extended...

"It's Euro Tatison, come in!" Jiulong adjusted his expression and said slowly.

Squeak--The door opened, and Euro Tatison came in with a happy face. He saw that the atmosphere between Kowloon and Methomea seemed to be a little wrong. He was stunned. He looked at Kowloon, then Methomea, opened his mouth, and didn't know where to start.

"It's okay, Euro Tatison, let's talk about anything!" Kowloon smiled slightly.

"Brother Jiu..." Oro Tatison glanced at Messomia, lowered his voice, and said slowly, "Guess what good news I brought!"

"If you have anything, just say it. It's still so mysterious!" Jiulong stared at Euro Tatison, then picked up the bottle, poured a glass for Euro Tatison, handed it to Euro Tatison's hand, and motioned him to sit down!

Oro Tatison was also rude. He sat down. He looked up to the sky and drank all the red wine in the glass and took a long breath. He laughed excitedly, "Brother Jiu, you are so great. Let the sailors and boatmen on the skull warship eat and drink enough. They shouted one after another to follow Brother Jiu, you don't want to be the slave of the skull pirate anymore!"

Kowloon gently took a sip of red wine, as if he had already had a good understanding of all this, and said confidently, "This is also an inevitable thing. If they are enslaved by pirates, they must not have enough to eat, drink well, and often suffer severely beatings..."

"Brother Jiu, I didn't mean to mention your sadness!" Euro Tatison looked at Kowloon's faint look and quickly added.

"Nothing, my era as a slave has passed. You don't have to do this!" Kowloon saw that Euro Tatison's expression was no longer there and quickly explained. Then, he changed the topic, "Oro Tatison, although we now have four giant warships, they are all empty shells. Without armed forces, we can only be in vain, no fact!"

"Brother Jiu, do you want us to gather those war-spirited sailors and boatmen together to train, develop and enrich our military resources?" Euro Tatison pondered slightly and said slowly.

"This is a must-do thing to do." Jiulong said affirmatively, and then he pondered for a moment and then said, "However, the distant water does not quench their thirst. Even if they have a high fighting spirit, they are scattered sand. On formal occasions, they are a group of mob, and now our urgent need is the skull pirates!"

"Skull Pirates!" When Oro Tatison heard this, his heart suddenly became cold. He clearly remembered the dark magic bomb that exploded over Mississippi.

"Brother Jiu, what should we do now!" Euro Tatison asked nervously.

"I don't know what to do. At that time, it depends!" Jiulong sighed for a long time, and he paused again and said, "If it doesn't work, I can only abandon my son!"

"Brother Jiu, do you want to..." When Oro Tatison heard it, he was suddenly shocked. He grew up and looked at Jiulong, as if the tragic scene was coming and was being staged violently.

Jowloon was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "There is no way..."

Kowloon paced gently and slowly walked to a sea distribution map. The blue one was water and the white one was the island. Kowloon pointed to a larger island and said slowly, "Oro Tatison, this island of Thebeth is vast, and there is a strait, and a giant warship like the Palasal can Passed, but the skull flagship in the skull pirate group can't pass through. Taking advantage of the geographical advantages here, we can escape, but if we conflict with the people on Thebes Island, we will really have wolves and tigers!"

"Brother Jiu, what should we do?" Euro Tatison also looked embarrassed. When encountering such a thing, no one can do it. If you can't beat it, you can't avoid it. It's hard to get off the tiger and retreat!

"Big...Big, it's not good!" Suddenly, Parasar sounded like killing pigs, and he flew into Kowloon's bedroom.

Hearing Parasar's voice, Euro Tatison stood up. He took three steps and two steps. He grabbed Parasar and shouted loudly, "What's the matter? You're so panicked!"

" boss, the big thing is not good. The skull flagship chased after us, and it was extremely fast, more than twice as fast as our speed!"

"What!" Hearing this, Jiulong stood up and said, "Parasar, the growth rate of red tickets is so slow. If it goes on like this, the authors of different worlds are going to explode!"

Lu Bei said, "Brothers, don't worry, the author will definitely write more wonderfully!"