When the distance was close enough, Acharn began to constantly shake his wings. Unlike the angel, his wings did not have a feather and were hidden behind him on weekdays. When he was about to take off, he needed to pump blood in first.
The Demon Wings, which were constantly accelerating and vibrating, created a strong wind on the comforting voyage, and an unlucky crew member was blown directly from the deck.
It’s a pity that he didn’t have the chance to get eternal liberation. He was swept up by a tentacle belonging to the comfort number in mid-air, and then sent it into the mouth hidden underwater, full of sharp teeth.
He will be chewed and digested bit by bit, becoming part of the comforting call again, waiting for the next rebirth. Of course, he will experience the most interesting whole process clearly.
Acharn soared in the air, and his appearance made the members of the Dingyuan feel a little panic. It was difficult for them to deal with the flying creatures that came and went freely. Such monsters are generally solved by more comprehensive Dawn-level in the fleet.
Acharn looked at the humans below with satisfaction and began to panic. The sailors began to make mistakes and fear. Then he tried to summon a poisonous rain, and the strong wind at the sea blew away his efforts.
Apparently Acharn has not received any education in climate, and he cannot call the wind and rain like he is on land, at least not now.
Acharn, who was angry and embarrassed, slammed the deck from the air and smashed it directly into the deck of Dingyuan. The solid armor smashed the deck directly. Then he killed a lot inside the cabin, broke through the hull on the other side, and rushed out.
Acharn laughed wildly in the air. Inside the cabin, the tiny humans had the courage. Several quick-responsive sailors even pushed back a lit cannon and hit him at the critical moment.
He looked down at the black silver on his chest, shook his head disdainfully, circled the starboard side of the Dingyuan for half a circle, smashed the hull and rushed in again.
How could the arrogant Acharn allow the humans who have hurt him to continue to exist? He wants to tear those damn humans into pieces!
A group of Marines who had just rushed into the cabin had no time to line up and fired fire at the moment they saw Acharn, but the bullets they shot were meaningless, and their enemies solved them with just one charge.
Acharn found the person he was looking for, but unfortunately it was too late. When the cannon was activated, they had no time to retreat. Two of the three were directly shocked to death, and one of them fell to the ground and cut Acharn's throat, then lost his breath.
This is the first time Acharn has encountered such a tough enemy. He has never been exposed to such a person, both in games and in reality.
In reality, Didrick met the hardest bone but was just a gangster leader on the street. He had seen many times the gangster leader who was just showing off his might. He nodded and bowed to another person who seemed unthreatening, as if he had turned around, and was as obedient as a pug.
Suddenly, Diderick seemed to wake up from a beautiful dream. In the past few days, he seemed to have been addicted to Acharn's identity again in the past few days.
For some reason, before encountering more attacks, Diedric snatched the bodies of the Cyris and flew out again along the hole he had just flew in.
The comforter can resurrect the dead and enslave their souls. This is how the crew members Diedric has seen come. He wants to resurrect these Cialis and then talk to them about why they are not afraid of themselves.
In the previous battle, the Comfort was covered by the Dingyuan firepower, and the buildings on the deck were almost flattened, but more sailors continued to climb out of the cabin and continued their mission. They bit the Dingyuan tightly.
The Nurgle spirits that kept emerging were like ubiquitous cockroaches. Not only did they cause losses to the sailors of the Dingyuan, but they also created chaos on the deck in groups. Several Nurgle spirits even got rid of Master Sanzang's pursuit and bit off the cables that fixed the sails.
This made the speed of Dingyuan suddenly slow down. The captain of Dingyuan didn't care about the extraordinary person flying around. He stood in the most conspicuous position, commanding the helmsman and other sailors, constantly changing directions, allowing more gun positions to attack the comforter.
The enemy is very strong, and he has sent a signal to the Zhiyuan, hoping that the Zhiyuan can arrive in time.
And where the captain couldn't see, three or five Nurgle spirits had already set their sights on this particularly conspicuous old man. They were snickering at each other, as if they had thought of some joke.
"He stole the bodies of several soldiers!" A group of marines, led by the captain, were furious, and the soldiers' eyes were burning with substantial flames: "Damn it, we have to steal Li Zi and the others back!"
Soon their chance came. The Fushu was even more explosive under the crazy wriggling of the tentacles at the bottom of the ship. When the Fushuhuhu approached Dingyuan, its big mouth hidden under the sea bit the Dingyuan's hull like a shark!
A group of half-dead, half-dead sailors, carrying rusty weapons along the tentacles that were mounted on the enemy's ship's side, launched a weak charge, but the Marines who were willing to take revenge were greeted.
The Marines and sailors launched a counter charge with wilder pace and morale, as if they were not bitten, as if the Dingyuan was always seeking melee!
The monk Feng Wuyi was rushing in front, a monk wearing leather armor, wearing a pair of enchanted finger tigers in his gloves, and a large pot of holy water on his waist. It seemed that Wushuang was opening in the middle of the enemy, and there were broken bones everywhere!
Master Sanzang kept jumping on the side of the ship, driving away the Nurgle spirits, and at the same time stared at the enemies in the sky, and the enemies shouted his name - Acharn.
On the distant coastline, the shadow of Zhiyuan had appeared and was rushing toward this place at a rapid speed. Master Sanzang calculated the distance between him and Acharn and the other party's flight speed. He took a deep breath and rushed out of the mast!
"Bang!" Master Sanzang, who had a steel and iron bone, ran into Acharn before falling out of strength!
While struggling, the two men and several corpses smashed on the deck of the comfort number together, and the sailor's body was absorbed by the deck at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"We will meet again, Seris!" Acharn laughed and walked into the cabin. He saw another large ship belonging to Seris. He knew that the comfort could not withstand the other party's impact, and it needed to return to the bottom of the sea to lick the wound.
"No! No! No!" A Marine, who was in the same hometown as the deceased, scratched the deck of the comforting number in vain, and even overturned his nails, trying to retrieve some of the bodies, but he only got a few pieces of clothes.
"You retreat!" Master Sanzang saw the speeding Zhiyuan and issued an order to the sailors: "I'll stay! I promise to take their bodies back!"
"No, teacher, go, I'll stay! I can't die!" Feng Wuyi gave Master Sanzang a chance to react, followed the passage where Acharn disappeared and plunged into the cabin.
Chapter completed!