Chapter 608 The Flesh and Blood Giant

The strong wind pushed the brig and swayed on the sea, and the sailors on the deck tied themselves with ropes to avoid burying themselves in the sea when the next wave hit.

The storm blurred eyes.

"Damn it, our ship broke a big hole!"

The storm swallowed up a lot of noises.

Another "boom" sound, the boat's head was shattered by the storm like glass, and the huge waves were like a hammerhead slamming down to the bottom of the boat, thrashing the entire boat into the air.

Meier felt dizzy, his face was slapped by the sea water hanging upside down, and a round thing popped up on his face, it was an apple.

Then the wood debris that were smashed and splashed out from the bow, sweeping over like a steel needle, penetrated his wet clothes and tugged on his skin.

However, the storm did not end there, everything was just the beginning, and the canvas that had not been closed became the tentacles that dragged them to the abyss of death, slapped the air and made the unstable ship shaking even more.

Finally, the boat floating in the air fell into the sea.

Under the storm, a big fire broke out on the boat, and the surging sea water could not extinguish the flames.

Meyer felt the "sizzling" burning sound from his hair, and the battered smell of barbecue hair that was particularly bad when he smelled. He opened his eyes and found that he was hung in the air by a rope, and there was a sea of ​​fire below.

A considerable number of those companions were buried in them, like evil ghosts crawling out of the flame hell, struggling and twisting their bodies.

The remaining part of the people jumped into the sea.

Maybe you can survive, at least you can see hope.

Meier bent down and pulled out the short blade from his boot, cutting the rope that had wrapped his waist and calves because of the shaking. He threw the short blade and grabbed the rope with his body's toughness.

Below is the sea of ​​fire, and you will surely die if you fall into it.

His situation is not good now. The violently burning flames and rolling black smoke were like a hot rag covering his mouth and nose. The smoke made him sweat and exhausted, and he was forced to suck a lot of it in his stomach. Smoke.

Shake your body from left to right.

Meier was like a pendulum clock, letting go and jumping out after making sure he had a good angle.

"Dong!"

His body seemed to fall directly to the ground. The pain made him subconsciously open his mouth, and then the cold sea water penetrated into his mouth without mercy, and his throat seemed to have swallowed many ice skates.

Scratching hands and feet.

Meier successfully surfaced.

His body undulates with the waves, like a rootless duckweed, his eyes watching the ship being completely swallowed by the waves and triggering a fire on the sea surface.

Because there is a lot of wine on it.

This is a team that likes to explore, but it can also make some money through business. Drinks have always been very popular, but unexpectedly, the wine they carried finally ended up in the entire ship.

After several efforts, Meier successfully hugged a wooden board. He lie on it with all his might, holding on to the board tightly and dared not let go.

Linde bless!

When Meyer opened his eyes again, the terrifying storm was far away from where he was, and he was half lying in a place filled with mud.

The ears were so whimpering that they couldn't hear clearly.

He tried to stand up, but his right leg was unable to support him and began to passively limp, making it difficult for him to walk.

The beach is in the distance.

"I must have been thrown far away."

Meier walked far away with his legs and successfully found some food on the ship, as well as weapons.

Cut off a wooden stick, make it into a plywood to clamp your broken leg, and then use another wooden stick to make a cane, Meier got up and left.

The beach was not safe. He just saw the skull of large creatures. No matter what it was hunting here, he stayed in an open and open position with his broken legs, just like a piece of fat.

He turned to look at the situation nearby.

This is a bare desert island.

The yellow soil showed no vitality, and there was no trace of weeds.

"Well."

A person's voice came.

Meier searched carefully and found that a man was buried under a pile of heavy objects not far away, and another was dragging someone to the shore.

They have four people now.

After working together to rescue, Meier got bad news. There were still only three of them, because the guy buried under the heavy object had all broken and deformed ribs, and his last words were "uh".

“We should contact the outside world and let others come and save us.”

"Who knows magic?"

"Only a little bit."

“Bad good news.”

"There is still not that bad news, do you want to hear it?"

"What?"

"I believe in one of Linde's many incarnations...the story master, but he is too busy to hear our call for help, wait, I'm in touch!"

Successfully contacted.

They just need to wait for rescue, and at the speed of those strong people, they will arrive soon.

Hope so.

"Do you know how fast they are?"

This is to cheer yourself up.

"How fast?"

"In one day, they can fly from the south to the north of the Eastern continent."

"Ha! The kind you said is still slow. I have seen someone fly faster, just a whoosh."

"Haha, what you said was when you were with your wife."

"I'll have to swish at least three times."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

But soon the laughter disappeared, and they saw something bad, and a deformed humanoid creature was slowly walking towards their location in the distance.

Meier picked up the bow and arrow, using it to remember Mina, just like the other person was always by his side.

A bone whistle arrow broke free from the bowstring and flew towards the figure. He widened his eyes and watched the arrow pierce into the other party's head.

It was like a blood bag was pierced, and a large amount of blood burst out from the figure.

"What strange thing is that?" his companion's voice was disgusted.

More and more ugly things are approaching.

Their legs and hands are very inconsistent, and they are of different lengths. When walking, they are like a ball of rotten flesh barely attached to their bones squirming.

And they were howling.

"I guess it's not saying that we are welcome."

"Let me swish it three times!"

The slow twisted flesh-and-blood charge began, and the injured Meyer and the other two quickly replaced it with melee weapons, with swords and swords being the best choices, and they did not have the strength to pick up a heavier weapon.

Fortunately those guys are almost the same.

The sword blade easily pierced through the head of a flesh-and-blooded monster, and when he pulled out the sword, he brought out a string of plasma.

Then there is the second sword, the second one.

It's easy to kill.

They are like boneless, and they die as soon as they poked, but more and more flesh-and-blooded monsters are crowded over, like mercury waves. Although they are silent, they are gradually eroding their activity space, using their most straightforward bodies. As to flood them.

Meier slashed a sword, easily cutting half of his head and an arm. Then the other party was trampled and exploded by his companion. Some of the flesh-and-blooded monsters staggered and couldn't stand firmly, and were knocked down, and then they were caught up by the flesh-and-blooded ones that followed. Stamped by a weird person.

Although they have been attacking until now, facing the continuous siege, they can only retreat continuously.

Until the soles of your feet are "splashed" into the water.

They had retreated into the sea and had no choice but to retreat.

Should I retreat and be swept away by the cruel waves, and then pray that I will enter the next safe island, give everything to good luck, or rush forward and be swallowed.

Meier could vaguely hear the wailing from death, it must be the call of "Death" Zasa.

The sea water slapped his back and penetrated into his neck.

The enemy approached step by step, without the tension of siege, and was slow, but the endless killing made people's throats seem to be filled with flesh and blood, which makes people suffocate.

Although the opponent's formation was loose, he never issued a battle cry.

But with a slow and terrifying atmosphere, they got closer and closer, killing people to their despair, killing themselves to their fatigue, and even collapsed. The enemy's indifference to death made them feel powerless.

It's despair.

"Swoosh" an arrow flew over, piercing through the heads of more than a dozen flesh-and-blooded monsters.

Shoot the bloodline and clear out an idle area.

Next is the second and third paths.

The number is increasing.

Meier turned his head.

He saw a huge ship floating in the sky, and on the bow there was a man stepping on the side of the ship with one foot, holding a short bow in one hand and holding a staff in the other.

His figure appeared completely under the sun, so that he could only see the other party's black figure outline and his fluttering hair.

The pupils slowly dilate.

The eyes reflected the trajectory of arrows that looked like a meteor falling.

"boom!!"

The ship hit the ground heavily, the ground was shaking wildly, sand, sea water, corpses, everything nearby was beating wildly, forcibly given life by this blow force falling from the sky.

The figure jumped off the boat lightly.

"Mina?"

She is different from the time she was, becoming more confident and excellent.

Leaving yourself is the right choice. Meier thought so. If he kept tying the other person around, he would not be able to pursue everything he wanted.

Meier watched the other party pluck the bowstrings, and watched a large number of arrows flying, bursting in the air, turning into dense rain of arrows to kill the flesh-and-blooded monster.

But is it not enough to be a reinforcement only?

"boom!"

A figure wearing golden armor, black ghost cloak, and with the fur of a beast floating like a lion's mane on his shoulders fell to the ground.

After seeing that person clearly, Meyer immediately changed his mind.

It's enough to have him.

Lind Alman has become a representative of legends and a character in myths that can never be separated from.

"Myer," Mina looked over, "I'm here to save you."

Meier suddenly felt his eyes sluggish.

“Welcome back.”

"Young guys, please leave the reminiscence at the Triumph dinner." Lind said, "I see this place familiar, but it's completely different from what I imagined."

He took out the [Bansheep's Horn] and Miss Ghost Selena appeared again.

[Bansheep's Horn] The person who has the ability to pull people into it, and who is deprived of all his strength enters it, climbs to the top of the mountain with his own efforts, and finally defeats the corpse dragon on the top of the mountain to win.

If you succeed in one trial, you will get the right to use the [Bansheep Horn].

He once said that the Trial Island really exists, but the things inside may not be truly owned. Now he found that he could say something real is for reference only.

Not only were there no monsters sending equipment everywhere, there were even green grass and woods, and they were bare.

And there are also flesh and blood monsters all over the ground.

This time he was in a hurry to go, but he only brought Mina to him. Of course, he did not rule out that he did not want the immortals to climb here too early, consciously guide the undead's discovery speed, so that they could focus more on other developments. Where can it save Linde a lot of effort.

The air suddenly became uneasy.

Lin De looked at the top of the mountain in the distance, crossing the abandoned land, and climbing upwards, with a terrifying roaring towards the sky.

The sky was dyed in black.

The power that can change the celestial phenomena is not inferior to Lin De.

The whistling wind slapped.

Mina blocked the strong wind that hit her, while Meyer and the others staggered back.

They watched as the golden armored figure in front of them quickly raised, growing bigger and bigger, turning into giants like hills.

The wind hit his body and turned into a tangible object. By looking at the direction of the flames on his body, you can notice how fierce the wind is.

Lin De waited quietly, watching something rolling in the black clouds, causing the black clouds to shrink and roll inside, as if suddenly piercing the sky.

Immediately, a figure spurted out from the huge sky hole. The other party moved very quickly, and in an instant he threw the black cloud behind him.

Pulling the rushing sound boom towards Linde.

It was a giant, a flesh-and-blooded giant, but compared to Linde's huge figure, the other party was much smaller.

Mina and others did not have the ability to face such a scene, so they could only watch nervously.

Under the strong wind, Mina could not shoot the arrow even if she pulled her bow.

Everything will be whispered, and she herself cannot stand firm.

Linde was unmoved in the strong wind, waiting for the flesh and blood giant to approach, and then he took a step forward and strided forward.

When lifting the soles of your feet, it drives wind and waves, and the earth moves and mountains shake.

The ground was wailing.

A large number of flesh-and-blooded monsters exploded under his feet. When the soles of his feet were lifted up again, only a sea of ​​blood that was completely crushed was left.

Lin De lifted his right arm.

He stomped on the ground with his left foot and stomped on the ground. Another shaking of the mountain, and then everyone saw a mountain jumping up by themselves.

The huge axe appeared in his hand, as if holding a small mountain.

The flying flesh and blood giant spread his arms and tried to adjust his flying direction in the air, but facing the axe that Linde had already prepared in advance, it could only use his body to hit it.

The loud noise that broke through the sky and the explosion of shock waves turned into a circular sword energy to blow away the dark clouds above the head that were pulled over by the flesh and blood giants.

The flesh-and-blooded giant smashed into the ground, and its body turned into a meat grinder. Just a collision of the body easily slaughtered a large number of flesh-and-blooded monsters.

When the other party gets up, his body is completely deformed and a large amount of meat is hanging on the bones.

"Okayama?"

Linde had a very keen sense. It was their first time meeting, but when he saw each other, he recognized the other person's identity.

"This is your strong secret"

His eyes no longer looked at the broken flesh and blood body, but looked at the mountaintop in the distance.

Because another flesh and blood giant flew over.