The bullet made a big hole in the wooden wall behind Lu Jia's head. The broken wood chips scraped on Lu Jia's face and suddenly felt ache.

Subconsciously dodged a shot, Lu Jia swung his chair and smashed the first mate. The door behind him opened at the same time. Captain Poirot and the fleet commander rushed in with a large number of sailors. The first mate's face changed rapidly.

There were more and more people outside. When Lu Jia was talking, a large number of soldiers led by Captain Poirot and the fleet commander had already surrounded the ships.

But things were not so smooth. Seeing that Lu Jia had already hidden in the dead corner of the shooting, the first mate roared and fired twice at the door, causing a burst of chaos.

Lu Jia's heart sank, and he suddenly realized that he had overlooked something.

That is the deterrent power of a weapon like a gun.

Although there is magic in this world, the terrifying scene of the person who was hit instantly killed with a flash of light and the person who was hit obviously exceeded the spiritual range of many people. With the first mate's attack, the encirclement suddenly became chaotic.

"Damn it, a bunch of stupid games are useless. Do you really think this is a computer game?" He kept pulling the trigger, and the first mate laughed wildly: "I thought I could get NB after drinking a bottle of attribute potion upgrade? You can ruin your head! I'll lower the attribute score, and I'll wait for you to be self-righteous waste!"

Unable to shoot Lu Jia, the first mate grinned and shot down the fleet commander who was guarding the door.

"The commander is dead!" The chaotic crowd became even more chaotic because of a shout.

A gap appeared, and in the critical moment, the first mate fired several shots and fled.

"Damn... chase! chase! chase!! Don't chase it!" Captain Polo stared at the direction of the first mate's escape with scarlet eyes, and kept roaring.

"Not good... Commander, Commander!" After a while, a sailor with an injury on his shoulder ran over in panic: "Where is Commander?"

Captain Poirot roared: "The commander is gone, let me go!"

"Ah? That, Captain! The first mate killed the guards in the cell with magic, and all the deserters were released! They snatched a boat and were sailing outside the pass!"

"Run away? Are those guards all eating shit? This makes people run away?"

"Sir! No one can stop the first mate's magic!" The informant cried and Poirot covered his forehead with distress. He only started to act after receiving Lu Jia's signal outside. Many captains were still in a state of not knowing the truth.

Now that the fleet commander has died unexpectedly, the situation is even more chaotic.

"Go and chase." Lu Jia reminded: "They will definitely inform the army of the undead after leaving the pass."

"Chasing! Go and chase!" Captain Polo woke up from a dream.

Lu Jia suddenly remembered something: "Wait, I'll go get something, and then I'll arrive."

...

The advantage at the beginning turned into a complete disadvantage. In addition to the devastating overturning of the table, Lu Jia couldn't imagine what means that person would turn the tables.

People in the real world will not have a camp concept. As long as the fleet is destroyed by the undead fleet, two people can at least return to the starting line. If they are properly operated, they can still let Lu Jia die here. Lu Jia really can't imagine that person has any reason not to do so.

The narrow strait only allows a few boats to pass side by side, and sailors of several large ships drive the boat to chase the target ahead.

"Quick! Hurry up, catch up!"

Captain Poirot's excited call came from the deck.

Of course, a group of ships driven by deserters would not be faster than those driven by skilled sailors, so the sailors on the mast quickly looked at the opponent's traces. At this moment, a fierce whirlwind suddenly roared from the left. Amid the screams, the tall sail was torn into two pieces by the strong wind.

"What the hell?" Lu Jia asked.

"Storm...storm in the storm sea!" the sailor shouted in panic.

"Hell! The storm just passed the day before yesterday, where would there be a storm?" Poirot roared.

"Look there! The sea snake! It's the sea snake! The undead attacked!" A mountain-like black shadow gradually emerged in the distance. A thick neck, more than one meter thick, was skull the size of a car, striking tides and storms. Huge waves slammed over, and a huge sea boat immediately overturned. Lu Jia was not firmly in his footsteps and rushed into the sea by a strong impact force. Looking at the target floating further and further away, he felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

How could the undead attack at this time?

After falling into the sea, Lu Jia fluttered wildly.

If you are drowned here by water, everything will be over.

The sea water kept pouring into the nasal cavity, and Lu Jia became more and more panicked, so he couldn't swim.

roar!

A huge sound echoed under the sea, Lu Jia was shocked and his body sank down, and the huge head slid in front of him.

‘Son of Leviathan

Wild beast,

Status: manipulated,

Threat: 1663 (extremely dangerous)

In the sea of ​​this world, this sea snake is at the top of the food chain. When he is targeted, your prayer chooses to swallow you in one bite rather than bite it in two pieces.

When his mind was blurred, Lu Jia felt as if a thick arm had snatched him out of the sea.

...

...

When Lu Jia woke up, the sky fell into darkness again, but there was a strange beach around him.

"Ha! Viper! You're finally awake!"

Seeing Lu Jia awake, Captain Poirot, who was wearing only a vest, shouted loudly.

"That guy is still alive?" Lu Jia touched his head, not dead yet, and no other words related to the mission popped up on the panel of the retina, indicating that the game is not over yet.

"You still care about that spy? Dog shit. If I hadn't dragged you to swim for an hour, you would have been eaten by the sea snake as a snack."

"You actually saved me?"

"Save you? It's just a little while." Poirot grinned: "You should be glad you happened to be closest to me."

Is that true?

Lu Jia remembered that when he was knocked off the boat, he was in the cabin, and Poirot fell into the sea one after another, how could it be so coincidental?

Have you received a return on investing in emotional NPCs in the plot background? This is also worth the money.

"Where is this?" Lu Jia shook his head.

"This..." Poirot looked distressed: "It should be on the island outside the pass, I remember we drifted a long way."

Lu Jia fell silent and thought about the situation in front of him: "How long have I been in a coma?"

"It's about three hours."

"The fleet is over..." Lu Jia sighed.

"What did you say?" Poirot asked in disbelief.

"I said the fleet is over." Lu Jia repeated: "The undead launched an attack at that time, the commander was not there, the command was in chaos, and the traitor... the fleet has no reason to be over."

Poirot's eyes were blank and sat on the beach: "It's over? That's it? I..."

He wanted to say he didn't believe it, but he couldn't deceive himself. Looking at Lu Jia, his expression was filled with ferocity and gritted his teeth, and then he turned to confusion.

"It's over?" Poirot asked repeatedly to himself, but his tone was filled with crying.

Lu Jia patted his shoulder and suddenly blocked Poirot's mouth: "Silently!"

Poirot glared at Lu Jia, and Lu Jia pointed to the sea. Poirot saw a large number of ghost ships slowly sailing into the pass. The boat that the first mate drove away was also at a corner of the fleet, following the giant fish-shaped sea beast in the center, sailing slowly.
Chapter completed!