Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

The first thousand and eighty-fifth chapters

This time, Yahora's warships did not disappear, they were all there. But each warship was messy and broken like a wooden board that was eaten by insects, and some even broke into half from the middle!

Who did this and who did this!

Now, Yahora's mind was full of this question.

But suddenly, he was stunned, and then he suddenly yelled.

"Oops!"

He hurried down below, where there was a small speedboat, which also had teleportation capabilities. Yahora had just boarded the speedboat, but saw that the space in front was suddenly torn apart. Then, the Black Siren actually slowly drove out!

really!

Yahola's heart skipped a beat because he suddenly thought about whether the other party would use the same strategy against him again. As a result, it turned out that he guessed correctly.

The huge black Siren was still carrying camouflage armor that had not been removed as a camouflage armor, and the holes used to install the equipment were not filled. Some auxiliary scaffolding around were not removed, and some places were still leaking out!

Everything shows that the spacecraft was suddenly forcibly sailed out of the dock! In this plane, there were not many people who could drive the spacecraft out, but only one person had a grudge against him.

Mahal!

"Did you forget something when you left in such a hurry? My leader?"

The communication came, and a hideous face appeared.

"Mahal, is it you?" Yahora asked in a deep voice.

"Not bad! I am really the leader who has strength and wisdom. Even if I become this ghost, you can recognize me." Mahal laughed loudly, his sharp teeth flashing with cold light.

"What did Long Yi do to you to make you like this." Yahora asked, delaying time, he wanted to figure it out.

"What did Lord Long Yi do to us? Haha, I think you will know soon!"

boom!

All the naval guns on the Black Siren fired at the same time, and the beam of light hit Yahora's fleet.

"Captain! Are we going to fight back!" Yahora's men asked.

"The shield is fully opened, no counterattack! Let the transformed warriors deal with them!" Yahola roared.

It was his most precious Black Siren. It was hidden in it, and only that spacecraft could not be lost.

The cabin opened, and more than a hundred transformed warriors roared at the universe and rushed straight to the Black Siren in the distance. The naval guns on the Black Siren completely ignored them. They allowed them to get closer, but just focused all the artillery fire on the fleet.

Yahora is also transforming the warriors.

His heart was full of questions, so he had to see with his own eyes that it was the thing that made him so embarrassed.

Of course. Because of the influence of the God Worm, Yahora himself is also extremely powerful, and he is even more powerful than transforming warriors, so he dared to directly board the Black Siren.

At this time, there were many holes on the Black Siren, and those parts were removed from the armor. The transformed warriors swarmed in from the holes. Many places were damaged along the way, which made Yahora feel distressed.

"Be careful, this is my spaceship!" Yahora shouted.

Although the transformed soldiers abide by the order, they obviously cannot understand this "note point" order.

But soon, Yahora had no time to care about them. Because right in front, the fastest-rushing transformed warrior was actually bombarded by a terrifying fighting spirit!

In front is a small warehouse, which was once filled with treasures snatched, all of which were Yahora's private property. Now because of the modification, Yahora has moved away everything here. Among the empty warehouse, he and his group of transformed warriors were the only ones.

Then, from the opposite door, a group of tall figures walked over with heavy footsteps.

It was a group of warriors who were taller than the transformed warriors. They were wearing heavy metal armor, which was covered with runes. The fighting spirit surrounded them. The power was faintly above the transformed warriors!

Afterwards, a warrior slowly walked out from behind. The biggest difference between him and the surrounding warriors was that he had a hideous skeleton logo on his chest.

The warrior walked in front of everyone. The armor on his head was taken off by him, revealing his hideous face below.

"It's been a long time since I was a leader."

Yahora finally knew what was going on.

The person in front of him should be Mahal, but Yahora felt the unique fluctuations of the Leviathan worm from him. Obviously, Long Yi also used the Leviathan worm to transform them! This was something Yahora could not have imagined, because according to his impression, Long Yi, as a giant, should not like to transform his life in this way.

But no matter what, the warriors in front of them should be the pirates who escaped at the time. With the help of the Leviathan worms, they became such a powerful warrior now.

"You may have gained powerful power, Mahal, but you are still no match for me." Yahora said. Although he knew that Long Yi was a giant and a true god of the Trinity, Mahal didn't seem to know. As long as Mahal himself didn't say it, he would never reveal a word. Because he knew very well that the entire multiverse had blindly trusted the giant to the point. Once someone knew that Long Yi was a giant, Long Yi would soon gain a bunch of believers in the entire plane! And these believers would provide Long Yi with endless divine power!

"Is that so, what are you going to rely on to defeat me? Are your ragged transformed warriors?" Mahal laughed. He couldn't smile now, but Yahora could feel Mahal laughing.

This is the third time that Yahora heard the word "dashed" today. He felt uncomfortable. If it were normal, he would have been angry and exploded. But now he is very calm because he is not Yahora now, but Yahora, the worm of the god. He does not need to play that manic role, he needs to rely on his own wisdom at this time.

"Maybe, things are far from the point where we have to fight to the death, Mahal. You should be very clear about how I used to you. Among all my subordinates, I am almost the best one to you," said Yahora.

"Yes, you are the best one to me. The meaning of this sentence is that you are the lightest when you beat me up, and the least when you scold me, right?" Mahal shook his head and said, "Thank you, the leader of the group, I really thank you very much. Your gift is simply unpaid. Hahahahaha!"

This time, not only did Mahal laugh, but all the soldiers around him laughed.

"Tell me your conditions, Mahal, you are a pirate, and I am a pirate. We all know that under the pirate rules, everything can be offered. You offer a price and let us end this boring battle. The middle level is very large and can accommodate two of us top pirate groups." Yahora said.

Mahal knew very well that Yahora was seeking peace, and the meaning in his words was very obvious, and he planned to admit his existence.

"I'm sorry, Yahola, I refuse to accept your advice. In order to deal with you, we have changed from ordinary pirates to what we are now. And I have wasted a lot of energy and finally led you out. Today, only one of us can leave alive!"

Yahora's eyes were too long, and he was not actually afraid of Mahal. With his cunning, he did not want to fight without confidence. He wanted to delay some time and let himself fully figure out the strength of these also transformed warriors, and he could take action with confidence. But he didn't expect that Mahal was not fooled at all.

"Since that's the case, then... die!"

Yahora's transformation warrior collided with Mahar's transformation warrior. Although Mahar's side was only one-third of Yahora's side, the result of the first collision was inseparable!

The shooting fighting spirit cut through the surrounding structure, and the originally neat warehouse was immediately in a mess. Every three Yahora's transformation warriors fought against one Mahal's transformation warrior. Although there was only one, these heavy armored warriors were not at all inferior! And Mahal rushed directly to Yahora!

"dream!"

Yahora's fighting spirit soared and directly collided with Mahal. After being transformed, Mahal was full of confidence in his strength, and the successive battles continued to boost his confidence. But what surprised him was that Yahora's strength was so strong! His angry blow was blocked by Yahora! Although Mahal had known that Yahora's strength should be not weak, it was beyond his expectations to be so strong.

But Mahal did not retreat at all! His fighting spirit was further improved, and his fighting spirit skills were continuously displayed, fighting with Yahora.

The one who was most shocked at this time was Yahora. He had already made the mental preparations for Mahal to be stronger. However, when the two came into contact, he realized that he still underestimated Mahal's strength. Although he was also a transformed warrior, Mahal obviously had the strength far exceeding the transformed warriors under his command.

Is this the power of the giant? Or is it the power of the Trinity True God? Or is this the real power of the Leviathan worm? Yahora felt a little funny. In that remote star area, Smith and the others were still looking at him high, but they did not expect that the so-called transformation warriors they brought to him like gifts cannot be compared with the giants at all! Mahal is not his opponent, but it is difficult for him to kill Mahal in a short time. Now it seems that the situation on the entire battlefield has begun to develop in a favorable direction for Mahal.

Although they occupied the number of people, Yahora's transformation warriors were unable to open up the situation at all. Not only that, their attacks were restrained by the opponent. On the other hand, Mahal's transformation warriors seemed to be getting more and more brave!

No! It doesn't seem! But they are really braver as they fight! He can see that whenever Mahal's transformed warrior successfully injured one of his transformed warriors, countless things like white mist would fly out of the wound. Those are the source of the transformed warrior's power, Leviathan worms! Mahal's transformed warriors are constantly absorbing Leviathan worms from his transformed warriors!

One side is getting stronger and stronger, while the other side is getting weaker and weaker. It didn't take long for the battle that was still evenly matched had turned into a crushing game!

Oh shit!
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next