Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 134 Take a group photo with the deep sea demigod

Adrian sat in his room melancholy, a little suspicious of life.

Why did he see that young master?

Although he knew that the legend of Miller must have brought a lot of people when he saw William's giant ship, but Adrian really didn't want to see this undead named young master.

From what Hill occasionally said about this person, he can directly feel that this is a warrior chasing after troubles: Even if the little troubles behind cannot catch up with him, he can bravely catch up with the ones running ahead big trouble.

Adrian knew that this trip to the deep sea must not be peaceful, but he really didn't want a big wave that could drown him.

To be honest, many people in the undead have similar preferences and looks. Adrian himself didn't expect it, but he could recognize the young master's beaming face just by seeing it from a distance.

He carefully checked his storage ring, and then looked at the large leather bag carried by the legendary puppet knight protecting him.

After confirming that there was no problem, he sat by the window again and looked at the sea outside. Those undead were setting nets at the stern of the boat, ready to catch fish to eat.

Even sitting in the cabin with good sound insulation, Adrian could hear the loud talking and laughing of these people, as well as the screaming of the girls.

He stood up abruptly, was there a sea monster shouting outside?
This ship can feel the tyrannical elemental fluctuations from a distance. Unless it is a demigod, the sea monster will only avoid it.

Adrian took the legendary puppet and walked quickly to the deck. If something happened, he had to find a place where he could escape easily.

Seeing the huge octopus head at the stern smashing hard at the tentacles of the shield on the boat, Adrian squeezed the conch hanging around his neck before putting down his snack.

This should be the eight-clawed demigod who has always had horror legends on the coast and flooded many coastal cities.

Adrian looked at the fins exposed in the distant sea, and then at the extremely angry octopus demigod, and suddenly realized: Is this the parent who came to the door?
He quietly huddled in the corner, waiting for Legend Miller to negotiate.

"If you do this, don't worry about the other demigods of the Deep Sea Alliance..."

Before Miller finished speaking, he was interrupted by a roar: "I care about your business?"

The eight-clawed demigod smashed the protective shield fiercely with its tentacles: "You are not the only human country protected by gods!

The devil is not only relying on you to stop it! "

"Your Majesty the King will not let you go." Miller said flatly, "Even if you really smash this ship and kill me, it will not affect King Salar."

"Isn't it just a god who hasn't ascended to the starry sky? It's not like he hasn't died before!"

The place where Adrian squatted had a rectangular peephole, so it was easy to see what was going on outside.

Soon some undead came over and used their tablet to broadcast live.

He sat on a higher place, listening to these undead people clapping and saying: "How did this demigod advance? Is it completely brainless?"

"Did it before? He was talking about the lake and the wolf god, right? He also intervened?"

"No, it must belong to his grandparents." Adrian couldn't help interjecting.

"Mr. Adrian!" A few undead who were startled, slashed across Adrian's face with a tablet.

"It seems that this place is quite safe. Mr. Adrian is hiding here. If the boat capsizes after disembarking, he will definitely be able to escape."

Adrian looked at the male undead man named Sweetheart Peach, and suddenly said, "Are you from the boy who asked the sword?"

"Uh, how do you know?" Sweetheart Peach asked suspiciously, "I've been by the sea all the time, and I've never been to the north or west."

"Fool, that's because you smell too much of a sword!" His companion, a little girl named Sweetheart Honey, patted his head.

It's not a little girl or a boy who named this sweet name, but a burly man.

Adrian really felt that although he didn't look the same, he was a bit similar to the young master, and the feeling of speaking was also very similar.

If it was that Xueyun Peak, they would definitely say it was a coincidence. I never expected to find the same place as Mr. Adrian.

Rather than bluntly saying, ah, it must be easy to escape from this place.

However, this group of undead, how dangerous is it to shoot this video?Then the teacher and Hill should also know about the things here!

Fran and Hill did know that the situation was serious, and the old cat directly cut out several simultaneous live broadcasts.

At this time, Hill was watching the giant screen with Fran.

Fran lowered his eyes, looking at the female mages sitting at the gate of the lord's mansion and pointing fingers, his murderous spirit burst forth.

"Grandfather, don't worry." Hill said comfortingly, "Grandpa knows this ship best."

At this time, the two saw Adrian's face flashing on one side of the screen at the same time.

The old cat seemed to have seen it too, and quickly canceled the other split screens, leaving only the one where Adrian appeared.

Seeing where Adrian was hiding, Fran let out a soft breath.This place looks like it is on the deck, but the protection is actually very good. When the outer large protective cover is broken, a small protective cover will be opened here at the same time. It is a blind spot to protect the mage who is about to fly away.

"The Noble Temple." Fran said word by word, "Dionisio."

Hill was silent, and both of them knew in their hearts that the other country that the octopus demigod mentioned could only be Dionisio.

Does the Noble Temple really want to go to evil with its gods?

Dionisio is the closest country to elves and dwarves, how could they allow an evil country to be near them?

In the oath of the gods back then, the gods of the three races participated, but only countries whose camps were above neutral were protected.

Greenberg next to Dionisio may pretend to be stupid, but the kingdom of sorceresses Dilante, who was once harmed by Dionisio, will not let this country go easily.

The Mage Kingdom is also in the mountains to the west of Greenberg, but the Mage's camp has always been chaotic, so it's really hard to say how it will react.

"Is it Dionisio's idea, or is the noble temple making its own decisions?" Fran murmured, "If everyone has made this decision, then there is a problem."

Hill looked up at Fran's stern face.

"You can't beat the boss in the starry sky, why don't you come down and beat the second child?" Fran's words leaked out from between his teeth. It was so soft that there was almost nothing. If it wasn't for Hill's good ears, he would definitely not be able to hear it clearly.

The only way for the gods to fall from the starry sky to this land is to give up the body of the gods and enter the body of the holy son and saintess prepared for him.

But if this is done, only the power of the demigod is excluded. Once this clone is killed, it is likely to fall into a deep sleep for tens of thousands of years.

If the God of Nobility really did this, it would mean that falling into the evil camp this time would hurt him very much.

So big that he can only close the kingdom of God and come down to regain his faith.

But what kind of operation is this, how to prevent people from the time and space camp from negotiating peace with the deep sea at this time?
At this stage of world consciousness, the most concerned thing is the devil's affairs, right?

Or does he think that the power of the noble temple is enough to make up for the evil of helping the demons invade the space-time camp?
Or, is this God of Nobility's successor finally about to appear?
If Hill used to think that the god of nobility relied on his own ability to dominate the human world, he no longer thinks so. After all, looking at the things he has done, none of them are worthy of the human beings he occupies The position of the Lord God.

Fran looked down at the big ship that was hit by the demigod downstairs again, pointing, talking and laughing at the female mages, and said directly: "Liszt, please leave these people who are disrespectful to me and Adrian. territory."

Hill turned his head and looked at Fran suspiciously. Don't you need to keep these people?
"Adrian has already appeared on the screen. They still dare to gloat like this. It's useless for me to keep them." Fran said indifferently, "I just promised His Majesty the king and dragged it for a while, but I didn't intend to even I sold my face together."

Liszt seems to have handed over the expulsion task to the players, and Hill heard the undead excitedly expel them.

All the players were female players, especially those who played Lolita. Hill glanced down and could see that they were either flashing magic light on their hands, or holding their hands on the hilt of their swords, eager to try.

The highest level of these people sent by the noble temple is no more than the archmage level.In the past, it was just relying on coming to study, standing in the neutral camp, and the undead could not attack them.

Now, Liszt issued an expulsion order, and if he dared not leave, it was obvious that the undead had already locked them in, and there was only one dead end.

After so long, people in this world know more or less that when the undead fight, they have never been sympathetic, nor have they been soft-hearted.

Even if they are in the same camp, they can kill as soon as they say it.

Hill watched as the male mage quickly took off with a group of women, heading north.

Turning his head to look at the still stalemate sea.Hill stood up and summoned Liszt.

"Go find a few undead people, let them see, where did those people go?" Hill said softly, "Prince Charles' side, or Prince Edward's."

"Isn't Prince Edward already?" Liszt asked suspiciously.

"His son, Ramsden, is a knight favored by the god of nobles." Hill said with a sneer, "Compared to Charles who was kicked out by them, Ramsden is more worthy of their win."

Liszt nodded and went to find the player.

Frank seemed to relax a little bit. Hill turned his head and found that behind the octopus on the giant screen, the huge fins disappeared.

"Has a demigod come?"

"It should be." Fran frowned and said, "But I didn't intend to stop this octopus, but just drove away the others."

"If it's just a demigod." Hill said hesitantly, "Legendary Miller controls this ship, so it should be easy to kill, right? They should have enough crystals, right?"

"He probably wants to delay it until he has to. Who knows if these demigods will turn their faces when they see humans kill a similar kind so easily?" Fran said calmly, "Anyway, as long as it's not a group of demigods besieging, Adrian There's no danger. Never mind what Miller has in mind."

The players on the boat also seemed to find it safe, and had already started shooting around the demigod.

Hill can almost feel their slobber on camera.

"What kind of demigod is here?" Hill asked, "Why can't you see it?"

The players' cameras have been circling around the outside of the ship, and they probably want to find out what kind of creature it is.

"The undead really like to eat sea creatures." Frank said inexplicably, "No matter what kind of creature it is, they don't like to be stared at like food."

Hill thought for a moment, so it must be the kind that can't be eaten?
Then, Hill turned back to the giant screen. Miller's legendary endurance is really strong!

The eight-clawed demigod was like beating a drum. After beating for so long, he didn't have any other reactions except for the first few words.

"Your Majesty the King really knows people and makes good use of them." Fran seemed to know what Hill was thinking, and sighed, "It's unbearable to switch to Karl Legend."

"I just want to know how many spars he brought." Hill said quietly, "The barrier hasn't trembled once for so long."

Fran smiled helplessly: "Who lacks spar, it's not up to His Majesty the King to lack it!

In the past few days, listening to the undead chatting, in fact, most of the crystals in their hands were taken back by the king. "

The game official recycles the game currency, that is the basic operation, Hill complained.

"What are those undead doing?" Fran asked, frowning.

Hill looked at the player on the giant screen, sticking to the protective screen, grimacing at the octopus and demigod, and was speechless for a while.

"They seem to be taking pictures." In the past few years, with more and more contacts with the undead, some common words in their mouths are almost understood by people in this world.

At least Adrian already knew that if the player who was talking to him suddenly burst into a mess, he could be kicked out directly.And it's better not to get too deep down, to study what they said.

Hill looked at the players on the screen facing the demigods and posing in various poses, and felt deeply that thanks to the sea monsters, they still couldn't understand what the players were doing.

Otherwise, he was really worried that this eight-clawed demigod would explode in the small universe and die with the player.

On the giant screen, Adrian seemed to have the same concern. Hill heard him ask cautiously: "Those people, how long will it take to shoot? Isn't that young master your patriarch? Don't you need to stop him?"

"Mr. Adrian, don't worry." Sweetheart Honey said with a smile, "This boat is actually very safe.

When William gave us a mission, he said that even three demigods boarding this ship would be indestructible.

We were worried just now, because we counted them, and 5 came. We didn’t want to die before we reached the place! "

"Five?" Adrian asked. "I only see four."

"Ah! There is also a big lobster, squatting under the boat." Honey Taoxin said, "We can see hostile names. The red giant lobster demigod."

Adrian didn't speak for a long time. He probably didn't expect that there was another person who planned to cut the boat in half.

"Then who is coming now?" Adrian was a little confused when he saw that the undead had relaxed.

"A group of mosaic crabs."

"what?"

"It's what you call crabs with embroidered ridges. We call them mosaic crabs."

Adrian froze for a while before saying, "A group?"

"Yeah, there are so many people here, why are they so poisonous, it's really boring."

Hill heard Adrian's heavy sighs, and he understood why his dear uncle was like this. He sympathized slightly in his heart, and tried his best to control the urge to laugh out loud.

Adrian, I still don't understand, what is a mosaic?

Then he heard a dreadful remark, and Adrian was whispering, "Can you take a picture for me?"

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Persevering Nasiria

　
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