Chapter 709 Are You Stupid?

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth is shaking, the mountains are collapsing, a giant with a height of 1000 meters is running fast on the land of Obisto, which is shrouded in gray fog and caught in the long night, chasing the golden rainbow that is moving fast in front.

Every step of the giant fell, the earth would vibrate violently, and every time he stepped on the earth, there would be visible vibration ripples to the naked eye. Because the endless skeletons crawling out of the earth by the natural disaster will be shaken into a pile of wreckage by him. All the undead with self-awareness will desperately flee towards the surrounding when they see this skeleton giant god coming.

"Little guy, don't fight, just run away, where do you put the blood of the Titan and the Golden Dragon on your body like this?" Barbossa, who can step thousands of meters in every step, moves towards the man who is madly fleeing in front of you. Wan Ruiya shouted loudly, "Aren't you afraid of ruining the reputation of the two great bloodlines behind you, and then being scolded by your elders?"

"Are you stupid?" Morea, who was unable to break through the space to escape, turned his head and scolded, "Whose elders would ask their juniors to fight the enemy at the seventh level when they are in the legendary rank, this is not a battle at all, this is fundamental Just die!"

The Titans do like to leapfrog battles, but leapfrogging is also based on bloodline and rank, but in the legendary ranks, fighting at the seventh rank is too much for the Titans.

In the face of a legend that is seven steps higher than himself, if you don't run away, but choose to go head-to-head, this is not bravery, it is a brainless, there is no such brainless iron-headed baby in the Titans, and it will never be encouraged. Behavior.

The number of the Titan race is small. If there is a tradition of going up no matter who the opponent is, the Titans will be extinct long ago. In fact, in the inheritance of Titans, there are quite a few secret techniques to escape and save lives. How can these things that can improve the viability of underage Titans be rare.

"You stop, I will suppress Xiuwei to fight with you. If you win, I will let you go. If you lose, you will give me back what you stole from me." Barbossa bewitched Morea and wanted him to Stop, he really couldn't catch Morea in this state. He felt like a fool trying to catch the wind and catch the thunder, but that's how Morea made him feel, like the wind and the thunder.

"Release your current state first!" Morea is not so easy to deceive. Whoever believes the words of an evil big lich is stupid. Now he just wants to feel far away from Barbossa, and then get rid of the smell emanating from him. The power of space confinement, so that he can calmly return to Xenapus.

"Wait for me!" How could Barbossa listen to Morea's words? He had already seen it. The little guy he was chasing was a sneaky guy who was ashamed at all. Just believe what he said and wait. It was so pitted that there were not even skeletons left!

"I can't stop you if I don't believe it." Barbossa gritted his teeth and insisted that he was not only chasing Morea himself, but also controlled his fleet to surround Morea through a spiritual link.

After all, Morea’s escape route is too good to estimate. Whether he is left or right, his ultimate goal is Xenapus suspended in the air, and Barbossa already knows Xenapus’s location. He just needs to drop ghost ship after ghost ship down the route to intercept him.

"I thought you had men, but I didn't?" Murray blew up a ghost ship that was intercepting in front of him for the ninth time, and suddenly understood that Barbossa began to mobilize his men to encircle him, but Murray Ya has already mobilized the giant army of Xenapus, as well as those legendary and subdued great liches, to meet him together, and now it is time to fight for his forces.

Barbossa's original forces were still quite strong, but after Morea's sack, five of Barbossa's legends were suppressed by Moreya, and many were maimed.

Therefore, although there are many ghost fleets dispatched by Barbossa, there are very few legends among them. The legends who are called by Morea for support can often fight one out of two. The pressure is not particularly great, and it is a little easier.

After a day and a night of interception and pursuit, Morea broke through the siege and saw Xenapus close at hand.

"Hahaha," Morea kicked the ghost ship in front of him, then rushed into the shrouded range of Xenapus' mysteries, then turned around and looked at Barbossa very proudly.

"Captain Undead, I've already arrived home. It's rare for you to 'send' me for so long. I'm really grateful." Morea stood at the door and looked at the many ghost ships that were surrounding him, with no fear on his face. The color, "Do you want to come in and have a seat?"

Morea's body was slightly sideways, and he made an inviting gesture behind him, but with a playful smile on his face, he would bet that Barbossa would never enter Xenapus now, the big lich is a Than a pity. Of course, even if Barbossa really dared to gamble, Mulea would not hesitate. The Wind King Eagle was just disturbed, and he may not have fallen asleep yet.

"A bunch of useless things." Barbossa, who turned into a giant of 1,000 meters of bones, glanced at his subordinates angrily. It was too unsatisfactory. If he could stop Morea in the process of chasing, he could do it now. Take the initiative. Although he couldn't kill him, it was still very easy to coerce Morea to return to his stolen lair on this condition.

"Titan and Son of Dragon, have a good talk with me!" Seeing the gesture of Morea's invitation, Barbossa felt helpless, and released his strongest form, his terrifying body of 1000 meters of bones suddenly collapsed , and then reunited to restore the appearance of a pirate captain.

"We don't have anything to talk about." Morea refused without thinking, "If you have nothing to do, please leave! It's better to go as far as possible, don't appear in my area, look I feel very annoying when it comes to you, we'd better meet again in five hundred years, and then I will take the initiative to come to you."

Hearing that Morea was coming to him after five hundred years, the soul fire in Barbossa's eyes swayed violently a few times. He knew that he had been hated by the little guy in front of him, but he had no choice but to do it again. Can't kill.

What's more, no one can tell what will happen in five hundred years, but this little guy in front of him may be able to advance to the legendary peak in five hundred years. .

"Little guy, the things you took from me are of no use to you. You return them to me, and I can give you enough material in exchange." Barbossa said temptingly, as a man with ten thousand years of life experience The Arch Lich, he knew how to deal with a dragon, as far as eliminating his hostility.

Although Morea emptied his nest, he put all the valuable things on his body, and there were many things that he couldn't move.

"Who said it's useless for me? Every ghost ship has a big effect on me." Morea said confidently.

"You are the Titan of the lawful camp, the golden dragon of the good camp, how can you use the ghost ship?" Barbossa said sadly.

"Why can't you use it? Don't you think it's good to use this thing as a cannon fodder as a meat shield? The ghost ship you created is particularly resistant to beatings. It's a recovery ability, so it's really nothing to say."

Hearing this, Barbossa knew that the ghost ships that he was robbed would not come back, but the ghost ship was not important, what was important was its lair.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't return the ghost ship, but if you return my lair, it won't do you any good."

"No." Morea refused,

"It's not as precious as you think, you're a waste when you hold it in your hand," Barbossa persuaded bitterly, "There's no treasure you want in it, and you haven't set up a defensive array for me until now. Crack it, so give it back to me! I can compensate you with unimaginable resources."

"Since you said it's not that precious, why did you change it back?" Morea would not be fooled by his simple words. However, as he said, the progress of deciphering the magic circle in Barbossa's lair is very worrying. Xenapus has already surpassed the outline, and even Morea has no way to start.

"Let me tell you the truth, what you robbed is a ghost shipyard, which has a complete ghost ship manufacturing production line, but this requires relevant knowledge to operate, and you do not have this knowledge, and on the other hand, you do not manufacture The raw materials of the ghost ship, these are only mine. The shipyard puts it in your hands as a pile of scrap iron, but in my hands it is different."

"Since this is the case, for justice, then I can't give it back to you. If you return the ghost shipyard to you like this, you will cause more harm to the world." Morea continued to refuse righteously.

"I'm just a unique skill that I don't want to master, and for thousands of years, in addition to the order issued by the last council, and the recent natural disaster, which time do you think I have entered the ground? Usually, I am in the land of the dead. The cave suppresses the undead from all walks of life, if you don’t believe it, you can ask about it, the number of undead I killed is far more than the number of humans.”

Barbossa endured what he did in his heart, and he didn't believe what justice was said by this guy whose face was comparable to the city wall? This guy is a kind-hearted outlier.

"Let's go, we don't have any possibility of a deal!"

Being rejected again made Barbossa very angry, but he glanced at the giants behind Morea, as well as the dragons, and Barbossa immediately understood.

"I have a world coordinate of a mineral vein in my hand. This world is composed of various metal ores. As long as you give me the shipyard, I will give this world to you."

A voice full of temptation rang in Morea's ears, and this time, no one except Morea heard this voice. With the sound of the soul, there is also a simple vague information about the world, its size and the resource statistics table that has been explored. These things can see the golden light in Moreya's eyes.

"It's not enough, it's far from enough. Give me at least ten such worlds. Otherwise, don't want to go back to your shipyard." Morea, who knew the negotiation skills, opened his mouth.

"Don't even think about it, how can I have so many resource worlds in my hands, do you think there are many such worlds in our world community?" Barbossa angrily refused.

"I think you have a lot in your hands."