Chapter 696 Where Is My Home? Why Is There only One Hole Left?

() "Well, no, this is too inefficient." Morea suddenly realized that now is not the time to use the big relocation technique. To capture these steel ghost ships, you don't need to move the surrounding seawater and the soil below together. Used during demolition!

"Spells still have to be learned and used!" Morea sighed, and then quickly made adjustments.

The Atris Great Relocation Technique created by Jin Longniang is originally a robber-type spell, which has the effect of a temporary ban. Whether the target is a dead or a living thing, it is a wave of seals that will be taken away by force. When I have time, I will convince and educate the creatures with reasoning and physics.

So Morea now uses this great relocation technique as a sealing technique. He withstands the shelling of these ghost ships with a big hand, seals these ghost battleships of different specifications one by one, and then throws them into his own half. in the face.

"It's too late." Seeing that there are still many ghost battleships that have not been taken away, Morea's face showed a hint of anger, but after calculating the time, it was almost time for Barbossa to return. But at that time, I was caught directly by the bitter master, and it was exciting to think about it, but Morea felt that she was too young to bear this stimulation, so let's wait for it later!

An old hen who can lay eggs or a nest of golden eggs, which one can I choose? Although as an adult, the correct choice should be to have both, but Morea is not yet an adult and has not yet had the strength to choose both, so he can only reluctantly choose one.

"Go and move Barbossa's shipyard first!" Morea sighed with fear, and then greedily looked at the continuous towering buildings protected by many ghost fleets.

Pieces of dragon scales appeared on his cheeks, a pair of golden dragon wings stretched out, and Morea instantly turned into a golden rainbow, avoiding the bombardment of the ghost ships on him, and heading straight for Barbossa's lair, some of which were ghost ships. The cannon is really powerful, but what's the use of it if it can't hit him?

hold head high! After Moria in the form of a titan rushed into Barbossa's lair, he could no longer restrain the restlessness of his blood, and turned into a giant golden dragon. The six sinuous hexagons were like a crown, and the great relocation technique was dazzling and dazzling. The ray of light lit up between its claws, and it was extremely dazzling in the eyes of the undead who were stationed there.

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"These gods of death have been thinking about how to target me all day long, and they are really fed up." Barbossa, who successfully rescued his younger brother and thwarted the conspiracy of the gods of death against him, returned with his own fleet. into the sea of ​​ghosts.

However, as soon as he entered the sea of ​​​​dead spirits, Barbossa felt that something was wrong. Although the sea of ​​​​dead spirits at this time seemed to be no different from usual, but intuitively, he felt that there were a lot of things missing in his sea of ​​undead.

don't even think about it,

Barbossa directly mobilized his authority and came to the sky above his old nest with many functions, and then he stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

"Where's my home? Where's my big castle? Why is there only one pit left?" Barbossa looked at the tiankeng under his feet with a bewildered expression. He looked around in a sluggish state. He remembered that he left. At that time, there were ghost warships parked around, and now

"Where's my ship? There are so many ships docked here? Why are there only so many?" Seeing that when he left, the ghost fleet that could cover the entire seabed became sparse, and only In twos and threes, they were scattered on the bottom of the sea, and half of these remaining ghost ships were still covered with traces of war, which looked dilapidated.

"Where's my shipyard?" Seeing these scattered ghost fleets, Barbossa felt that the anger in his heart kept accumulating. Compared with ghost ships, ghost shipyards are his foundation. As long as there are enough Resources, these ships can continue to be built, but if there is no shipyard, he will rebuild one, but if the shipyard is taken away, it means that his core technology has been leaked, which is the most deadly.

"Damn, who did it?" At the original site of his lair, Barbossa above the current seabed sinkhole, the soul fire in his skull trembled violently, and with his anger, the sea of ​​ghosts set off a stormy sea , Countless low-level resentful spirits undulating with the wind in the waves collapsed like this, turning into a dead air, and some of the remaining undead shivered.

"Who can tell me? What the hell happened here?" Barbossa, who was surrounded by cobweb-like space cracks, said in a low voice, and the voice of the soul containing the soaring murderous intent instantly spread across the seabed.

"Master, you are finally back. If you don't come back, the sea of ​​ghosts will be evacuated." Feeling the breath of Barbossa, a rotting meat mountain rolled out of a pit with difficulty.

"It's been evacuated." Seeing this rotten meat mountain, Barbossa asked patiently, although he was tired of it. This is the way of the emperor, "How did you become like this? Tell me yes Who hurt you like this?"

"It's the god of the sky, the master, it's the god of the sky who beat me like this. They cut off my tentacles. You must help me avenge me!" The broken tentacles show the blazing fire above to Barbossa.

"..." Barbossa looked at the blazing fire above the octopus tentacles, and was silent for a while, "There are several pairs of wings behind the blazing god that attacked you, do you remember?"

"Five pairs!"

"..." At this time, Barbossa didn't speak anymore, the blazing gods with five pairs of wings, fuck you! He dared to guarantee that as long as he dared to take revenge now, a bunch of Cloud City would come the next day, blocking his half plane, and maybe there would be a blazing god who would take action and purify it directly into scum.

"Did you provoke some big people outside? Otherwise, how could the blazing gods hit you for no reason?" Barbossa felt that he was suddenly robbed, which might be the reason for this octopus. Thinking of this, Barbossa looked at the octopus with a bad look.

"My lord, I have never provoke the gods of the sky! Before today, I didn't know her, she appeared out of nowhere, and then chopped me up like this."

The octopus undead cried and said that he already felt his master's fear of the blazing gods. He estimated that he had no hope of revenge, and he should have been cut in vain. Thinking of this, this octopus undead is even more sad.

"Then my home and my ship were all robbed by the Seraph?" The anger-filled Barbossa raised doubts in his heart, how could such an arrogant race as the Seraph rob its own ghost ship? own home, it doesn't make sense.

"Master, the blazing gods just dragged me, and someone else grabbed your ghost ship."

"who is it?"

"Looks like a titan, but as he's approaching your home, I see it turn into a golden dragon again."

"It's the Golden Dragon again!" Barbossa was silent for the third time, and then became speechless. This is the first time. What happened to the Golden Dragon? Why does a golden dragon come to snatch him every few hundred years? Have a grudge?

Barbossa said nothing and began to count his losses. The ghost ship lost about one-eighth, but his lair was directly packed and taken away. Very good, it is the same as the previous two golden dragons.

"What about my port? What about the undead serving me? Why are there so many prosperous ports?"

Barbossa, who was robbed for the third time, looked at the undead octopus beside him with a peaceful mind.

"All were taken away. According to my memory of searching for those wandering souls, the Ten Great Ports heard that they were cut off by the blazing gods in an unknown way, and then sent to the one who could go back and forth between the Titan and the Golden Dragon. In a demiplane of unknown existence of change."

"This golden dragon is definitely related to that guy Timothy." Without investigating, Barbossa directly asserted based on his instinctive intuition that he suddenly thought of the half-blooded Titan he saw decades ago.

That guy is only a mere Soul Intent. After decades, how could he be promoted? It is impossible for him to become a legend so quickly! And he was so good to that little guy back then, his conscience was eaten by a dog, and he came to copy his old nest.

"Descendants of the Dragon King! Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend," Barbossa kept reminding himself that this is an existence he can't afford to offend now, so he must endure.

"But this is my accumulation of ten thousand years, and I have been robbed so much. This time, my qualification to become the next president of the parliament will definitely be cancelled." Thinking of the resources that can be deployed by becoming the head of the undead parliament, Barbossa's heart Blood is dripping, and his plan to go to the void will be delayed again.