Chapter 405: Fierce Fight (1)

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The green Naga, whose average strength is only mid-level servants, are not the enemies of Locke.

Like a whirlwind swept across, the three-headed Naga was shot and flew out by Locke's spear.

There were several blood holes poked by Locke on his body, and the bones could be seen deep, so he would not die. He had to sigh at the strong vitality of a creature like Naga.

Locke's great power also caught the attention of the Naga who boarded the ship. Several Naga were separated and surrounded by Locke.

Locke was not afraid at all, and faced several Naga at the same time, without any disadvantage.

The height of Naga is close to two meters, giving them power beyond normal human beings. They are only middle-level servants, and the pressure on Locke when they combine several heads is not much worse than when Locke faces two high-level servants at the same time.

Locke didn't delay, he used all his strength, and faced these Naga seriously. Every ten seconds, a Naga was picked out by him, and he didn't know his life or death.

On the deck, apart from Locke, the strongest one is the one-eyed first mate, the high-ranking servant's fighting spirit level.

The strength of these Naga is not strong, and they have red tarantulas on their bodies, and their strength has plummeted, but with the continuous support from the seabed, they can compete with the crew on the deck for a while.

Two crew members have already been dismembered, and one crew member, bathed in blood, yelled, "Boss, use that!"

The first mate showed hesitation, looked at his subordinates who were constantly injured, and waved and shouted, "Come with me alone!"

The fighting on the deck continued, and Locke didn't notice the movements of the two sailors.

Until the sound of "crunch, crunch!" came from the deck, Locke took a look at it.

The jet-black steel barrel, with a deep muzzle, is engraved with complex magic patterns, and a magic crystal shining with green light is inlaid right above the root of the barrel.

It turned out to be a magic crystal cannon!

After participating in the plane war, Locke is no stranger to this powerful magic tool produced by magicians, which is a weapon for harvesting life.

Seeing this magic crystal cannon, it gave Locke the feeling that it was not as strong as the magic cannon during the plane war, and it looked like a defective product.

The direction the barrel points to is the right side of the hull, the main location for the Naga landing.

"Get out of the way!" the first mate shouted, and the sailors in that area scattered like birds and beasts.

Without waiting for the Naga's reaction, the first mate made a decisive decision and slapped a certain raised position on the magic crystal cannon.

The emerald green light condensed in the pitch-black barrel, and the light became more and more intense.

When the light was bright enough to bring a sense of threat to Locke, a beam of light shot out.

"Bang!" After the loud noise, the deck where the Nagas were staying had turned into a piece of coke.

Not only was the deck missing a section, but even the hull below was pierced by this powerful shot.

The turbulent sea flooded into the basement of the ship. If it weren't for the huge keel of the hull, it might sink completely in minutes.

After killing at least fifteen Naga with one shot, the first officer took a breath, "Jas, Root, you guys go down and block the water, don't let the sea water flood to the second underground floor!"

"Others, come with me, and stop this group of offal in the sea!" The first officer picked up his long sword and led the remaining sailors to rush up.

"Can a magic gun that threaten a quasi-first-level creature?" Locke said in a low voice.

Three-quarters of the Naga was killed by the magic cannon on the ship. Under the siege of the first officer and the rest of the crew, it was difficult to support a single tree, and there were only five heads left. It was only a matter of time before they were killed.

After playing enough with the two-meter-high green Naga in front of him, Locke picked up his spear, and the eagle's fighting qi burst out. The green head of the Naga burst open like a watermelon, and there were red and white everywhere.

These Nagaroks had just been observed for a short time, and there were no two or two clothes hanging all over their bodies.

Locke can think of their only value, which is to feed his mount Fei Mo.

Without the thought of cleaning up the spoils, Locke went to take a look at the rest of the crew.

The water inflow in the ship has slowed down a lot after seven or eight crew members went down.

The professionalism of these crew members is worthy of recognition, and Locke doesn't have to worry about being drowned.

At the edge of the deck, the Naga, who had been driven to a corner, had reached the point of exhaustion, and every few seconds, fresh wounds were drawn.

These Naga are also tough enough, and they are like this. They don't jump into the water to escape, and I don't know what they are insisting on.

On the green skin of the Naga, there are many red bumps and spots, which are the masterpieces of the hat man magician. These spots suppress a lot of the strength of the Naga.

So that the Naga, whose strength and physique are stronger than the crew members, cannot exert their full strength.

Just when Locke was about to help the crew and quickly solve the trouble in front of him, a loud noise like a stormy sea came out in the distance.

In the sound of the huge waves, Locke's ears were keen to hear the angry roar of the hat man magician.

No, Locke's heart sank.

The loud noise in the distance was naturally heard by the crew and the Naga on the deck. When the crew hadn't figured out what was going on, the group of Nagas fought back like crazy, fighting for their lives. mind.

Feeling more and more bad in my heart, Locke took out his long sword from the space ring, intending to solve these annoying homes in front of him.

Dude, he's more used to using a sword than a spear.

Lifting his steps and kicking his legs, Locke jumped up and slashed over. When he was about to cut off the head of a green Naga, the sword edge turned instantly, circled in an incredible arc, and slashed to his right rear.

"Clang!" The metal symphony sounded, and the surrounding creatures' auricles hurt.

"Huh?" A strange human-like voice came, and the speaker turned out to be a pale blue four-armed Naga.

On its four arms, two are holding two strange orange-yellow seabed plants, and two are holding two sharp daggers.

And what blocked the might of Locke's sword were the two strange undersea plants.

Locke didn't have time to think about why the hardness of the plant could match his long sword infused with vindictive energy. After the light blue Naga blocked Locke's long sword with two hands, the two hands below waved short daggers and stabbed them in a tricky trajectory. Locke.

If this is solid, with Locke's powerful physique, there will be two eye-catching holes.

"Brother, be careful!" Kristin, who had been watching Locke from afar, screamed.

Next to Rafi, took out the long sword and armor from the space ring, and wanted to rush directly to help Locke.

There is a saying that two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Locke found that Naga had two more arms, and it was really difficult to deal with.

A beautiful backflip, barely dodging the sneak attack of Naga's two daggers, Locke landed firmly not far from the four-armed Naga.

"High-level attendant..." Locke's eyes narrowed.

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