Chapter 145

No one knows what qiwuhai needs better than him, and no one knows what lowett wants to do better than him.

Before he came, he had prepared for the worst, but the scene in front of him told him that the reality was crueler than he had guessed!

Being intercepted and robbed of a ship is not easy for individuals, not to mention murderers such as the black count.

Thinking of what lowett had done, he was even more afraid of the more and more excessive acts of the madmen in the fishman street in recent years.

"Damn it! How did things get this far!"

In this case, even he has no good way.

Whew, whew, whew!

Flesh and blood tentacles were ejected from the white bone face, grabbed the fleeing fish man at his feet and sent to lowett.

Looking at these Fishman maniacs who could not hide their fear and trembled in front of them, lowett asked, "can you answer my question?"

"No... I didn't do it."

A mackerel man trembled and said, "it's their own idea. It has nothing to do with us!"

"Yes, Lord Black count, it has nothing to do with us!"

"Yes, those bastards are crazy, and we don't like them."

Several fishermen scrambled to get rid of themselves.

But

"I didn't say who it was, but you know so well..."

The cold words made the fishermen stare at them in horror. Lowett grinned: "sure enough, you don't think there's any problem going out to attack the merchant ships passing by."

"Just human, right?"

"I..."

Several fish people were instantly dumbfounded. They did have this idea.

Living in Yuren street, facing the set of race supremacy theory left by the dragon, few people are not affected, but the degree is shallow.

"Ridiculous!"

Suddenly, lowett looked contemptuous: "even dragons dare to stand up to protect their companions, but you sell your companions so easily... It's a group of soft and hard garbage after all."

With that, lowett waved his hand.

Leviathan was instructed to decisively drag several fishmen to the bow and open his huge mouth of the abyss enough to swallow ordinary small sea kings.

"No, no!"

"Help, boss Jones, help me!"

Ouch!

The upper and lower jaws closed heavily, and the cry for help was suddenly cut off.

Soon, at the thumb position of Leviathan's front paw, several white bone faces appeared. It can be vaguely seen that this is the face of the fish people.

Shuo big fish man street was suddenly quiet, and the needle fell with a sound.

Immediately, an unspeakable fear hit my heart, and sweat soaked my clothes.

"They are definitely not an exception..."

Standing at the front of the ship's bow, lowett folded his hands on his walking stick and looked down at the fishman block with dirty, dirty, messy buildings and crazy graffiti, said.

"Continue to betray, fish people."

"Either everyone dies or the leader is handed over to die. I'll give you a chance to live."

Hiss!

The crowd was breathing in.

This hand is too cruel!

Not only has it hit the seven inches of the activists in Yuren street and lost its leader, it is difficult for the whole Yuren street to reorganize. At the same time, once they choose to betray, they will no longer have the qualification and face to clamor for race supremacy.

This is to break their backbone and completely destroy their spirit!

Francis lowett, the black count, deserves his reputation!

But without betrayal, is there a chance to live?

Under the shocked gaze of some fishmen, some of their companions turned their eyes helplessly to the distance, the direction of the dragon palace city.

"You..."

A fishman looked at them in disbelief and opened his mouth.

Even if they don't betray, their spirit has begun to collapse!

"Faith" is the weakest and strongest emotion. Because it is strong, it is difficult to repair. Once there is a crack, collapse is only a matter of time

Seeing this, lowett smiled vaguely.

Necromancer, but an expert in controlling people's hearts!

"Maybe nipton will thank me later... Are you right, man?"

Put away the spell effect, lowett turned his eyes and looked at the cyan Fishman who stopped at the top of a house and gasped slightly.

Feng Feng's eyebrow, Ding Yu's head, two sharp teeth of his lower jaw facing the sky, exposed outside his lips, and a vermilion bathrobe pattern painted with yellow and black diamond patterns, he is fat and strong.

This man is one of the seven martial seas under the king and the famous "sea Xia" on the sea. The fish man is very flat!

Seeing lowett looking over, he knew that he had found himself. He breathed very gently and looked at lowett solemnly.

Terrible guy!

Tens of thousands of residents of Yuren street were deterred by one person, and even forced them to make a choice.

If the matter is not handled properly, he doesn't know whether the hatred of the fish people towards mankind will intensify, but the fish Street must be over.

Losing faith is more terrible than death!

"Black... Lord Black count!"

He was preparing to speak. Below, a fisherman ran out of the street carrying a body.

The fish man nearby immediately widened his eyes and looked at him in shock.

Poop!

He threw the body to the ground. His eyes were full of incredible emotions. He couldn't believe that his subordinates would betray him until he died. His back had been dyed red with blood, and a dagger was completely submerged, breaking his heart.

"I did. I killed him!"

The fish man trembled and knelt in front of Leviathan: "please let me go!"

Seeing this, lowett cracked the corners of his mouth.

"Good, you can go!"

Looking at the entrance and exit of Fishman street behind Leviathan, the fishman stood up tremblingly: "can you really go?"

"Of course, I always keep my word."

"I said I would kill your family, and I would let you go."

Lowett smiled wickedly and encouraged with his eyes.

Gollum!

Swallowing his saliva silently, the fish man bit his teeth and got up and ran wildly.

Passing by Leviathan, I found that there was no granulation to stop him. I immediately accelerated my speed

"Ah!!"

Several screams sounded. Leviathan pulled the curled spear out of the roadside house and put several fish people who were not dead into his mouth.

Jingling clang!

Flint muskets fell to the ground to let people know why they died.

"My time is limited..."

Lowett said calmly, "don't delay too long."

The crowd was silent, and the next second, the fierce fight immediately began.

Fish people who don't want to die pick up their weapons and wave their butcher's knife to their closest comrades in arms.

Soul magic · language art!

Now that faith has collapsed, nature can be used.

Starting from the listener's own spiritual loopholes, let the listener make up their own brain and make the best choice they think.

Bewitching spells occupy a lot of shares in soul magic. Of course, most of the time, they are used to tease weaker opponents. As a mage with good soul, it may be more practical to use spells to interfere with the thinking of opponents at the same level.

"Are these guys crazy?!"

This spell has no effect on the determined existence of very flat. Looking at the battle below, very flat's eyes are full of horror.

Just a little while later, hundreds of fish people have died in their own hands.

Secretly gritting his teeth, he jumped and fell to the center of Fishman street.

"Stop!!"

The two fishermen who were fighting separately threw their left and right backhands into the house. Then, they stepped out with flat left feet and squatted slightly.

Tang caowa's fist!

The big fist of the sandbag blew straight out to the front, and the turbulent air was scattered and surging. Centered on the very flat, it swept across a large block.

The fighting crowd was immediately lifted by the air flow, like an invisible hand blowing past, destroying the house and cleaning everything.

The drum noise was momentarily quiet. Seeing this, he turned around and looked up at lowett on Leviathan's deck at a height of 100 meters.

"Count black, don't go too far!"