Chapter 871 Encounter at the Tavern (One Update!)

Chapter 871 Encounter at the tavern (one update!)

Time is ticking, but for everyone in the team gathering area, it is not boring.

"Hey Baker, have you heard the latest rumors?"

A pro player of extraordinary hand-to-hand combat with a sailor knife, a little bored, leaned on the table of the tavern in the convening area and watched everyone.

His body exudes a strong fishy smell, which makes there not many players around him.

Of course, for those keen beings with extraordinary perception, they can capture the will of the sea from this strong fishy smell.

Just like the difference between sea fish and freshwater fish, there are always some unavoidable differences between extraordinary characters active in the sea and adventurers walking on land.

"Rumor? You want to tell the story about you and the mermaid princess again?"

The organ bard named Baker glanced at this guy, then stopped the organ in his hand, preparing to change to a more pleasant score.

And at this moment, the words of that extraordinary player from a certain sea area stopped his movements:

"No, no, of course I wouldn't mind telling you about Mr. Latin-Jack's night if you wanted to."

"That's enough, Jack, if you want to talk, maybe we want to hear the story between you and that cannibal female warrior..."

On the other side, a player who looked familiar to them couldn't help but complain.

"Well, it looks like you guys didn't have enough luck today."

"Not everyone can hear the good things about me and the mermaid princess!"

Latin-Jack shrugged, and he pulled a scroll from his waist that still seemed to be dripping with sea water.

The scroll was covered in wet marks, but it looked like it had stayed that way for a long time.

"The Scroll of the Deep Sea? Looks like it's really big news..."

Knowledgeable players couldn't help but get closer, although Latin-Jack's fishy smell, which originated from the nature of the ocean, really made them a little uncomfortable.

But compared to the bad state encountered in the adventure, this just made them a little unhappy.

It's just that compared to the rare big news, this harsh environment is still worth it-of course, this refers to the big news that Latin-Jack did give.

Otherwise, there might be some irritable players looking for him to practice a few moves in the arena.

For players in the extraordinary stage, fighting is a matter of routine.

Especially for many players, they are not good at speech or expression, and fighting can be said to be the easiest way of communication:

They don't even have to form curse words, just throw their fists in each other's faces.

"Yes, the Scroll of the Deep Sea—the communication scroll from the powerful princes in the deep sea."

With a fancy move, Latin-Jack nailed the Deep Sea Scroll to the wall of the tavern with a short knife.

With the splash of water, a somewhat profound picture appeared before everyone's eyes.

At this time, Latin-Jack explained next to him:

"A new plane destroyer is born!"

Latin-Jack said in a voice that suddenly became cold, and there seemed to be some kind of chill in the air.

However, the players present are basically those who have seen the big wind and waves, so naturally few people paid attention to his performance.

It's just that this didn't frustrate Latin-Jack, and he continued to say in that cold voice that seemed to be dripping water:

"Be wary of your plane, the Grand Duke of the Deep Sea is conspiring, and they are studying this newly born Destroyer of the Plane..."

Then, Latin-Jack changed back to his previous tone, and saw that he drew his sailor knife in the air in a few fancy arcs, and then he pointed the knife at a certain text in the deep picture and said:

"As we all know, this guy is an evil and powerful monk..."

"Well, let me see his name..."

"Yi... Qiu? Strange naming style, but I have met guys with this naming style."

"Maybe, I can invite him to have a drink, so that he might let go of my plane?"

Latin-Jack picked up a glass of rum with a knife, and just as he was about to drink it, he heard a calm voice behind him:

"Sounds like a good proposition, if the wine is good..."

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"It seems that I won..."

Locke Sass looked at the last enemy ship that fell into the sea of ​​stars in front of him, and his face, which was scarred by the fleet explosion, could not see any fluctuations in expression.

Yes, when he cut down the battleship where the young commander of the opponent was with his own sword, he knew that everything was over.

He is the new destiny!

And at this moment, he heard the intermittent public channel voice from the undestroyed enemy ship:

"You...will make...the alliance, to be barbaric and primitive...you will be, the sin of this world..."

"Zi..."

Finally, with a dazzling fire, everything fell into a dull sizzle...

"Let's go and take over our kingdom!"

Locke-Sass turned his head, looked at the followers who were also silent and said.

Perhaps the personal traces left by Locke-Thass in this army are too strong, they can be easily distinguished from the alliance people - because their faces always have a certain kind of unruly gloomy.

They don't speak much, but prefer to use force.

They didn't know what kind of fate Locke-Sas would lead them to.

But when he raises the Glaive, people are always full of thoughts of following him.

After all, he was a reckless guy who dared to take a planet and declare war on the alliance that ruled several galaxies!

And they are following such a reckless man!

At this time, Locke-Sas looked up at the vast sea of ​​stars.

Among them, countless stars dotted with technological flames are blooming with their own light.

It's just that for Locke-Thass, the originally vast sea of ​​stars seemed to become less daunting as he swung his war blade...

Yes, it is huge, so big that no one can completely pass through it with their own strength.

However, it does not seem to be as vast as imagined.

He only needs a smart brain, and he can thoroughly understand the mysteries of this sea of ​​stars.

And soon, he will become the new master of this sea of ​​stars.

Excited? excited?

Locke-Sass looked at the warblade that was slightly chipped due to the explosion of the enemy ship.

He looked at the ferocious and brutal face that appeared on the war blade:

"What exactly do I want?"

The next moment, he closed his eyes for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes:

When he closed his eyes for a while, he recalled many things.

He saw many respectable enemies, and also saw many difficult battles that he remembered deeply.

But in the end, what he saw was the self, who now seemed extremely clumsy, recklessly fiddled with statues from foreign lands in the room...

"So, you already knew..."

After a long river of time and memory, Locke Sass stared at the golden eyes that still made him feel unable to look directly and said lightly...