At the beginning, Mahal once bought a combat armor from an adventurer. After testing, it was found that although the materials of these combat armors were relatively fragile, their amplification effect on fighting spirit was amazing. So after being transformed by countless mechanics, this armor became Yahora's treasure. With this armor, Yahora participated in countless battles. Finally, after the armor became scarred, Yahora returned the armor to Mahal. Although Mahal felt distressed, it was still better than not coming back. As a result, before he had been left in his hands for a few days, Long Yi snatched the armor away again.

Mahal had no hope at all, but now, Long Yi not only returned it, but also brought back such a group of combat armor!

"I removed the self-destruction device for identity recognition, and at the same time made appropriate adjustments to the internal energy mechanism to adapt to your fighting spirit level. At the same time, I also redesigned the armor to ensure that it will not be so fragile anymore." Long Yi introduced to Mahal.

"You made these?" Mahal asked nervously.

"How is that possible? Actually, I already have these armors. It is a mysterious ancient warehouse. All I have to do is adjust them." Long Yi said.

"So that's it!" Mahal felt that his mouth could no longer close.

He actually believed it... Long Yi just made up a reason casually, and obviously this reason sounds quite realistic.

"All these are for us?" Mahal asked carefully. Several pirates couldn't wait to put on, but were stopped by Mahal with a stern look.

"Of course not. These things are just loaned to you to become the strongest pirates in this plane. As long as you are still fighting for this goal, you can continue to use them." Long Yi said.

Raising his hand, Mahal stroked the cold metal of the armor, and suddenly felt an inexplicable fighting spirit burning in his chest: "I want to be the strongest pirate!"

Humanity always grows with human strength.

When your pocket only costs one dollar, a steamed bun and a pickle are enough to fill your stomach.

When your pocket has a hundred dollars, maybe you will find a restaurant to improve your life.

And when your pocket has a million, you will start to pick on the taste of the food, the source of the ingredients, and even the dining environment.

When the money in your pocket no longer requires you to think about the price of food, you actually don’t have to think about anything. You can eat whatever you want, eat whatever you want, and eat wherever you want.

The same is true for Mahal. He and his brothers, armed by combat armor, instantly improved their strength and confidence. This confidence is naturally based on their understanding of the Black Siren Pirates.

"The only problem now is that we don't have enough warships," said Mahal.

"Guess. What else did I bring?" Long Yi's face always had a smile, and he would respond to any request.

In recent times, the news about Long Yi suddenly disappeared, which made Yahora feel a little uneasy. Long Yi suddenly disappeared after appearing in the crowd. There was always something wrong with it, but she couldn't say what the problem was. This was the first time he had such a feeling since he mastered the Black Siren. Everything has been smooth sailing all the time, and this feeling shouldn't have happened.

Yahora felt something was wrong, so his already very bad temper became even worse. His temper became even worse. The unlucky one was his subordinates. In the past few days, several subordinates had been beaten to death by him for different reasons, and they were more serious at one time. Even the last person had not been rescued in time. For a moment, his fear of him rose to a new level. However, his mood not only did not relieve it, but became heavier.

What exactly is going on?

By the way! It must be because I haven’t robbed for a long time!

Recently, because Long Yi has been tossing around the entire plane, all large-scale pirate activities have basically been restrained, which is almost like the large empires purge the entire plane. Some small pirate groups don’t care, after all, there are few people, and they can support themselves if they do anything else. These large pirate groups have basically completely counted on those robbers to survive. Robbery and squandering are their main tone, and now they have lost their income after squandering, which makes these pirates complain.

"Damn it! I'll go and grab it with me tomorrow!" Yahora decided to go out in person with orders. The pirates were extremely excited. Looking at them, Yahora was like a god. As long as he took action himself, there would be no merchant ship that could not be taken out!

Because of the convergence of the pirates, the merchant ships became bolder, and the number of merchant ships that did not hire frigates gradually increased. So this time, Yahora set his sights on a fleet of three large merchant ships.

The flagship tear apart the space, and the warships behind him followed, and five small spacecraft were about to surround the fleet.

Merchant ships without frigates had to reduce their size and allow the other party's small spacecraft to connect.

Everything went well.

But at this moment, space fluctuations suddenly appeared in the distance, and then three spacecraft suddenly appeared. The three spacecraft carried three different pirate logos, including black sirens, interstellar undead, and silent flames. As soon as these three spacecraft appeared, Yahora suddenly felt the feeling of uneasiness in his heart even more vigorously.

Then, a secret communication link that only the black siren knew about came in, and then Mahal's avatar appeared in front of Yahora.

"Long time no see, Lord Captain?" Mahal said with a smile.

"Mahal? You bastard and have the face to appear in front of me?" Yahora's expression immediately became ferocious.

"Why are you shameless? Look, this is not my face?" Mahal gathered his face and said with a smile.

"You know, the trouble you caused this time is not as simple as beating half a beat." Yahora said in a deep voice.

"I know, so I'm not apologizing for you? Not only did I come, I also brought my brothers with me, and I also brought three warships to honor you!" Mahal said with a smile.

Yahora didn't quite understand what Mahal wanted to do, but no matter what, he would never dare to attack him. However, as the opponent's warship continued to approach, Yahora suddenly widened his eyes because he saw that although all the other party's naval guns were hanging low, the angle was always in his direction! That was the most common fraud method used by pirates! He shouted loudly: "All naval guns fired at the same time and beat them up!"

While this order was issued, the opponent's naval gun had also completed its aim. The light columns intertwined in the dark universe, and the shields kept flashing!

"Mahal! You dare to attack me!" Yahora doubted whether Mahal was crazy. He included the flagship and had six warships in total. And the other side only had three. With such a huge number, he dared to fight against each other?

"Anyway, I guess I won't be able to survive if I fall into your hands. Why don't we try it?" Mahal's smile continued to decline, and the naval cannon was constantly. As the most powerful cosmic stone light cannon, it was shot out like it was worth noting.

"You are dead!" Yahora was completely angry. "Give up all merchant ships and concentrate all the firepower to kill Mahal!"

The warships that were originally being connected immediately stopped connecting. At the same time, all light cannons that could aim at the Mahal warship were firing.

Mahal's three warships were all medium-sized warships, and their shields were relatively strong. However, when people attacked in such a concentrated manner, the shields were quickly exhausted and some armor was smashed.

The Mahal's avatar, who had been in communication, suddenly changed his expression, and then the three warships actually turned the bow and all fled!

"I want to run!" Yahora's hatred now was itchy. How could he let them leave like this?

Under the leadership of the flagship, the black warships began to bombard the three warships in front of them. While Mahal's three warships escaped, they did not forget to fight back. One of the guns exploded in front of the bridge. Although there was a shield blocking, it was not a big deal, but Yahora, who was excited, took two steps back and hit the chair and fell to the ground!

On the bridge, in front of everyone, as the commander, he fell down in disguise?

Under the ashamed and angry attack, Yahora went completely crazy.

"Chasing me! Even if this idiot escapes into the crack of time and space, he will catch it back! I will peel off his skin alive!"

At this time, Mahal's heartbeat was very fierce. He was wearing combat armor, but he didn't wear a helmet. As a person who had been doing well around Yahora, he knew very well that Yahora's character would never allow him to be challenged. Maybe at the beginning he did this just because he wanted to maintain the dignity of his leader. But now he has become a habit. So he kept provoking this way, and he firmly believed that he could definitely attract Yahora.

And things were just as he planned. Looking at the pursuit of the spaceship in the rear, Mahal knew that Yahora was definitely angry. The shot hitting the bridge would definitely make Yahora think it was a slap in the face, and it would make him have only one thought left in his mind.

That's chasing.

Although Mahal failed to see what happened to Shinkai at that time with his own eyes, the result was good after all.

At this time, behind Mahal, Long Yi was watching the battle leisurely. He would not participate in this battle, and he was completely out of the matter, just to see if this Mahal was worthy of his investment.

Mahal knew Long Yi's purpose very well, he was not stupid. He knew that he had to prove his value. Otherwise, Long Yi could find him, and naturally he could find others.

After chasing for a long time, Mahal's three spacecraft had been bombed and broken, and the degree was reduced a lot. Yahora also calmed down a little, and the feeling of anxiety appeared again. Mahal, who was always so timid, suddenly appeared to challenge himself and brought three spacecraft. There would be no conspiracy here, right? Where did these three spacecraft come from? If the first one was the one he took away, then the two behind were supported by the other two pirate ships?

"Send a few eyes to the surroundings to see if there is an ambush!" Yahora ordered.

As a result, more than a dozen tall and small spacecraft left the battleship. This three-seater spacecraft had no firepower, but had a powerful energy scanning array, which could feel the energy signals within a large range of surroundings. If there were enemies hidden around them, they would never escape their scanning.

The result is, no.

No?

Is it just stupid? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!