"What the hell do you want to do?"

It can be seen that the old lady demigod didn't expect to kill Valentine directly into a scumbag. In shock, he did not continue to take action, but confronted Vihel.

And looking at the waves that were incredible, she gritted her teeth and made a hoarse sound.

"Actually, I don't know, the part that belongs to me is over!"

Wihler still looked smiling, and even greeted him with a very graceful demeanor.

In fact, except for the first time just blocked, he did not take any action at all, and almost watched Valentine disappear into ashes.

"You are...Casendra?"

He tried hard to identify the face under his hood.

"I didn't expect that even you ran over so far. It seems that Zhiye Man really attaches great importance to it."

"It's not just me!"

The voice of the demigod, called Kasendra, is cold.

"You can't run away, let them stop now, otherwise you're dead."

"Sorry, I can't do it."

Wihler glanced at the bottom of the lighthouse.

The hustle and bustle were not affected by Valentine's death.

The vast number of men, women, young and old all stood up straight and roared loudly.

Even at this moment, the noise in the boiling sound was fading away little by little, and a strange sense of coordination appeared.

In the feeling that the noise itself seems to have been separated from the crowd and has been refined into a special existence.

"I'm sure it's just the beginning."

Seeing the murderous intention of the demigod opposite, Vihel added another sentence, and turned his head to look into the sea, staring at the waves that seemed to be frozen.

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge splash of water suddenly exploded at the top of the cliff-like wave, and a towering giant ship slowly emerged.

...

Almost the moment it appeared, the giant ship erupted with pain and excitement.

And under the whine, the noise and hustle and bustle seemed to have found a vent and quickly intertwined with it.

And in this gathering rhythm of excitement, the giant ship finally broke out completely.

This thing...is your goal?

Looking at the huge creature that appeared in front of him, even Fu Qian couldn't help but take a breath.

The whole body is blue-black, but it is not the kind of dirty that accumulates the seabed. On the contrary, no marine life can be seen on the surface, and it is as smooth as the skin.

Or that's the skin.

Fu Qian could see clearly now that the giant ship was a giant blue-black body, with its limbs wrapped around it in a strange posture, twisting itself into the shape of a ship.

What is this, the ship god?

And how to kill this thing?

Fu Qian compared the figures of both parties and sighed sincerely.

At this time, the middle position of the giant ship opened its mouth in the sky, and another cry of sorrow was heard.

【san value minus 5】

It was nothing when I looked directly at me just now. At this moment, Fu Qian found that he had dropped the san directly.

God, but not that God.

He did not regret his losses, and Fu Qian quickly analyzed the information he obtained.

Judging from previous experiences, the ones I met who could be called gods almost fell out of san when I looked closely.

It's okay now at this distance, it may mean that this person is in a bad state.

But His howling was a complete shock, indicating that this God of Noisy and Busy has a core concept of power.

It's very consistent with what Vehele said before, because he was not stable in his sleep for too long, and he was even a little crazy.

Ha~Horse~

The next moment, in the "Hamadus" everywhere, the blue-black giant ship seemed to have undergone new changes.

A rugged arm actually released and slapped it into the waves from the ship.

He is stretching his body.

Seeing this scene, Fu Qian thought of a possibility in his mind.

Is it because of this hustle and bustle?

In the storm and shouting at one’s own name, step by step consolidate your understanding of yourself?

From the concept of a ship, I realized that I am the god of hustle and bustle?

If this is the case, this person might soon become unseen.

...

So the hunting operation of the native council has begun?

Fu Qian looked up at the lighthouse and found that Viherel and Kasendra were no longer in the confrontation.

The noise after Hamadus appeared was inevitable that even the demigods would be affected. At this moment, the two looked a little embarrassed and each struggled to support them.

If you remember correctly, Vehele said that his mission had been completed, so it should be Yarell's next classmate next?

The next moment when this thought arose, a strong wind suddenly erupted in front of me, and it instantly rolled into a spiral.

The originally nearly static waves were instantly shattered.

Under the strong wind, the black sea water slapped on its huge body in an extremely violent posture.

Chelfs, after all, is dedicated!

Looking at the figure galloping through the air, Fu Qian easily recognized the person.

It is like the chief of Dunis who I met in the Opera House before.

This person should have realized the movement here and rushed over as soon as possible, and the move was quite straightforward.

However, in the face of the sudden attack, Hamadus was obviously a little clumsy. Not only did he not have any instinctive counterattack, but his body was even tilted and flipped several times in a row.

Cognition is indeed chaotic.

Fu Qian was an observer and saw it very clearly.

This person's self-awareness seems to be constantly swaying between the hustle and bustle god and a ship.

This made him instinctively want to stand up on the one hand, and at the same time he tried to resist the wind and waves in the form of a ship.

These two responses combined make them look extremely awkward.

"What's going on?"

Seeing that Hamadus was temporarily restrained, Chelfs rushed straight to the top of the lighthouse and landed on the side of Kasendra.

"I don't know, I want to determine their purpose."

The situation changed so quickly that it suddenly changed from one to two to one, but Kasendra's tone did not relax at all.

"Dispose him quickly first, and then try to get rid of the strangeness below, otherwise there will be only a group of idiots left over after a long time!"

"good--"

Chelfus had no objection.

However, as soon as he agreed, he noticed that some kind of change had occurred.

It's dawn?

That's right, at that moment, a brilliant light was shining out from the sea, like the sun falling into the water.

And the sun finally emerged step by step to the sea, completing a real sunrise.

Finally here?

Facing the extremely scorching and brilliant light, Fu Qian looked at the figure in the center of the sun.

Blonde hair flies, Yarel's face looks like a god.

However, in this shocking scene, Fu Qian was paying attention to this person's right hand.

It was a colorful glove, full of incongruity at first glance.

The exact same shape appeared in the hands of the Earl of Valentine not long ago.

Before payment was made, Yarel raised his right hand high, and like the other people on the dock, he opened his mouth and made a sound.

Not Hamadus?

Fu Qian frowned slightly, telling what he had heard.

That's - Rom?
Chapter completed!