"We'll go, we'll go everywhere-"
"Hello, brothers, punch me!"
"The bad guy, if you can't finish it, you have to enter the punishment stage!"
The sturdy noises passed through the winding walls and oval doorways of the corridor, drifted through smooth spiral ramps and open crystal forest domes, lingering around the huge statue of the collapsed and destroyed bones.
For any Aida, this place is so strange and extremely familiar.
Because this is the Ark World, all Ark Worlds, who claimed to have preserved the old civilization, have been many Ark Worlds hovering on the edge of the Milky Way since the fall of Madness, and each Ark has preserved a spiritual society, who visionarily avoided the incredible disasters that swept through the vast majority of their race during the Great Descent. For Ada who spent his whole life on the ship, these huge ships were just countries, forts, residences and temples. They were all unique, and each was the pinnacle of the psychic industry.
And over tens of thousands of years, these limited ark worlds have always gradually decreased miserably, and the reasons are diverse. Internal conflicts, external enemies and unknown accidents have caused losses, just like this ark world.
The light of the prophet dome that should have been the entire center of the ark was extinguished, the curved walls were torn open, the gates were shattered, and huge crystal fragments were everywhere.
At some point, some kind of force climbed into this Ark world and destroyed it with incredible violence.
But now, it is occupied by equally ancient, but extremely savage life.
They pile up garbage randomly, paint disgusting graffiti on murals painted with ancient gods, push down or transform the exquisite statues into ugly shapes they think are cool, and those priceless art and crafts are even used as mattresses or fuel.
Groups of farts were making fire with precious fur and gorgeous clothes while bickering about trivial matters.
Their voices are harsh and their speaking speed is extremely fast, and even the most powerful linguists cannot understand what these creatures are chirping to each other.
The leaders of some small green-skinned slaves standing on the high ground were now wearing fragments of the noble prophet's robe and wearing a crown made of gems on their heads. They danced and directed their subordinates to throw the ragged furniture into the growing fire.
Every fart sperm was doing the chores with relish, jumping around the fire, casting sloppy shadows on the ancient dome of Ada's sacred hall.
The owners of these farts are also busy, but the green-skinned boys are crowded in it, or they naturally like to gather together. After all, sitting and doing nothing will make any green-skin uncomfortable. They would rather spend time doing pranks on their kind, such as squatting on their sleeping heads and venting at their open mouths—
Of course, there are more fighting incidents. After all, there is almost nothing better for Green Skin than fighting. This makes some farts crouch in the corner of the hall, so as not to be eaten by the Green Skin boy who accidentally loses.
But just internal fighting cannot really satisfy the Green Skins. They need real battles and real bloodshed. Now they are already in large numbers. Although most of the Ark is spiritual bone structure that cannot grow into a boy, there are still a considerable area of ​​forests and land, and even lakes and oceans. Therefore, the number of personnel of the "Black Hole" pirate group occupying here has long increased by more than ten times.
The huge number makes this pirate war gang stronger, but it also makes it more difficult to control, as is the case for the most experienced pirate leader.
"Use some force!"
An angry voice sounded, causing the farts to instinctively bury their heads into their wasteland pockets.
Accompanied by heavy gasps, five sweaty green-skinned boys were trying to pull the chains in their hands. They were all big guys with much stronger physiques than other green-skinned boys. The combined strength could pull down a tank, but the thing at the other end of the chain had almost no movement.
It was a larger man, covered in thick armor made of various metal pieces together, with an ugly helmet composed of broken Aida spear and Si Zhan's armor piece on his block head, and a circle of glittering Aida jewelry hanging around his neck. His feet spread apart and squatted slightly, and the chains were tied to his thick waist as thick as a tree trunk.
"Enjoy harder! Otherwise I will fuck you hard!"
Seeing that the scarred eyes were staring at him fiercely, the big guys gritted their teeth and pulled the chains backwards.
The kid in the hall stared at the guy expecting to see the moment he was pulled down.
When nothing happened, some of the boys in the hall started to make a fuss and said without hesitation that this was a mess.
The green-skinned boss let out a rumbled sigh.
"Nothing happened."
The next second, he wielded his two thick legs, stood up, and then roared.
waaaaagh!!!
The big guys immediately flew out funnyly as the chains were swung like wine bottles, smashing over the garbage all the way, crushing a few unlucky screaming sperm to death, and fainting on the spot.
The leader who had vented shaking slightly, saliva flowed down the side of his chin, and when he saw another huge guy walking in, his expression changed from boredom to anger.
It was a green-skinned boss who was even bigger than him, wearing a captain's uniform sewn with various unknown rags. An eye mask made of Aida's exquisite silver carvings was worn obliquely on his face, making his big green face look a little funny. If you look closely, you will find that the "jewellery" made of silver tinsel is probably part of some kind of "sex clothing".
Behind the green pirate captain was a captain of a human naval captain who had been snatched from somewhere. The captain was mixed with fragments that looked like medals, which looked a bit like gold. There was a captain's hat that was not very "closed" on his head, and there was a jagged spike on it.
The pirate captain was extremely huge, and even the big guys who were practicing with the statue of Aida were respectful to him.
But the one who hadn't been so respectful before, he spat on the ground and hummed:
"Captain, the boys have been clamoring to beat the crawlers for a long time! We can't waste all our time on a broken ship that will never be repaired!"
Chapter completed!