Chapter 800

To the north of the northern archipelago, a small island less than a square kilometer is covered with black material. The island is covered with rocks, tens of meters above the sea level. This black material wriggles, and there is a bulge in the center of the island.

Next to the bulge, there was a plague angel. The plague angel was an old man, with a body similar to that of a human.

She sat there and said to the bulge beside her: "how can you come out of the water, so that you can't get dry skin in the sun?"

The bulge cracks open, revealing the dense eyes inside, which are blood red, like evil gems, with a dark light.

The whole island is covered by its body, and its tentacles hang down from the edge of the island.

The raised part, just part of its eyes.

"Boss's boss, let's hold on here. There are gods who want to occupy our territory."

"But the skin will dry."

"Well." The huge plague tentacle agreed, and saw the surrounding sea, the huge waves suddenly generated, rising to the sky, splashing on the island.

It didn't even use magic, just waved its tentacles, pushed the sea water, and took a bath for itself.

The angel of pestilence covered his body with his wings, and the sea water sprinkled down and soaked his wings.

When the man-made heavy rain stopped, she immediately let go of her wings, shook her hard, and said angrily, "you are so rude."

"Have character." Giant tentacles.

"Well Because of my character, I dare not go back. "

"Why?"

"For fear of being destroyed, we are tools, we should not have ourselves."

"What do you know! The boss's boss likes us, but we have to show value. If a thing has its own self, the worst thing is that it still doesn't listen to the boss. That's what should be cleared. Will you listen to the boss? "

"I don't know."

"Will you betray the crown of thorns?"

"No way. This is where I was born. It's home."

"That's fine. You may not be fit to go out to war, but it's good for guarding the crown of thorns."

"Are you fit to guard the island?"

"Definitely not. My best place is at the bottom of the sea."

"What if you die here?"

The giant tentacle sneered: "if everything is so safe, what does the boss want us to do?"

"Still cannon fodder." The angel of pestilence sighed.

"Do you want to be cannon fodder, or do you want to be a monster without self?" The giant tentacle monster asked in a very solemn tone.

"I don't want to be a monster!"

"Well, so the boss's boss will not let you do cannon fodder, as long as your value is higher than cannon fodder."

"What value can I have? If I fight, I'm not as good as you." The angel of pestilence spread her wings and blew her feathers in the sea breeze.

There is another crack in the surface of the giant tentacle. From this crevice, a white bone was ejected, and the slender skeleton was suspended in front of the plague angel.

"What is this?"

"My trumpet of war, take it with you to the far sea, blow it, the deep sea, and all the tentacles subject to me will come. How fast are you flying? "

"As fast as lightning!"

"Then you go. I'll take care of the island first. When you bring people back, we won't have to be cannon fodder."

"What's your name?" The angel of pestilence held the horn in his hand and stroked the eyes of the giant tentacle.

"Me? I heard that the crown of thorns has already had six pestilence creatures with self. I am the seventh, which is called Chu seven. "

"I remember, all the people in front are surnamed Luo?"

"It seems to be, then my name is Chuling!"

"My name is Chu Yi." The angel of pestilence said, holding the horn in her hand, she rushed up into the sky in an instant. She waved to Chu Ling on the island, and then identified the next direction and passed away in a flash towards the north.

Chu Yi flew a few hundred miles before he began to fly close to the sea. As he flew, he blew his horn to summon the tentacles in the sea.

There are too many tentacle monsters in Tiancao Cangyuan. In fact, none of the first generation can survive to the present.

Otherwise, with the splitting and predation ability of tentacles, the ecological damage to the ocean will be too great. The whole ocean is full of tentacles, which Tiancao Cangyuan can't accept. He likes to eat fish, all kinds of fish.

In the sea, tentacles of different sizes began to distinguish when they heard the sound of the horn.

Some tentacle monsters are sleeping. When they are awakened by the horn, they pull their tentacles out of the sea floor. The mud stirred up makes the sea area turbid for miles. Some of the tentacles were hunting. Hearing the sound of the horn, they gave up their prey and swam in the direction of the northern islands.

Each tentacle monster is strong enough. Unconsciously, Tiancao Cangyuan has cultivated a kind of overlord in the sea.

These tentacle monsters, when hunting their targets, will hunt in groups, usually scattered around, and do not attack each other. Even if they have no fertility, they still survive too much.Besides, tentacles also have the ability to split. Each can split four or five times.

A ghost ship slowly floats out of the dark country of death and slowly slides into the sea. After the ghost ship is launched, it cruises to the north. On the ghost ship, the dead sailors are busy. When they found the island, some soldiers jumped down and planted the flag of the dead on the island.

The ghost ship is only more than 100 meters long, but there is an endless stream of undead soldiers.

Soon, an island was occupied, and several pestilence retinue were killed easily by the undead. A necromancer tried to transform the dead pestilence into the undead, but failed. The corpse of the pestilence servant exploded without warning, and nearly a hundred dead people were blown up.

The corpse witch was the first to bear the brunt. The crystal particles from the pestilence's body smashed the whole chest of the corpse wizard to pieces.

From the front, you can see the back.

For the undead, this is also a very serious injury. The soul fire in the corpse witch's eyes was burning fiercely, trying to repair the wound on his body, but the strange power inside the wound was eroding towards the corpse witch's soul fire.

The necromancer howled in pain, and the spirits around him retreated in fear.

On the ground, more low-level undead bodies killed by the explosion are burning, and the pale green flame floats, as if it will never be extinguished.

In the sky, tens of thousands of metal spines roared down, but a Galaxy star map launched an attack.

In the first wave of attack, the fragile undead was smashed to pieces. The surviving ones were panicked, but there was no place to flee. The ghost ship had already left and sailed to another island.

The number of magic eyes in the Galactic chart is less than that in the Big Dipper, but it is also more than 10000. On each metal eye, there are more than 100 long metal spines. This time, it's just that each magic eye drops a metal. This kind of attack can be carried out less than 200 times.

When you really encounter a powerful enemy, each magic eye in the galaxy chart releases 60 long thorns at a time.

Three rounds of strikes, and the metal spikes are cleared.

The impact of terror, the entire island bombed flat, still alive undead, completely lost the courage to resist. However, the metal eyes in the sky, instead of making the next round of strikes, are waiting for orders.

On the island, the dead look up at the sky. There are many legends among the surviving souls. They are afraid because they feel that the enemy is still waiting, waiting for the opportunity to carry out the next round of attack.

It's this kind of waiting that makes people miserable.

If it's just the undead without wisdom, he is not afraid of such a sword hanging on his head. But they have wisdom and are pioneers of the gods of the underworld.

In the sky, more star maps fly northward, forming a line and a data link between the archipelago and the crown of thorns.

Tiancao Cangyuan found that he was not on the command list. After thinking about it, he simply ignored it.

Wang Qinglong quickly took over the magic eye system, and he saw the frightened souls on the island. Wang Qinglong slowly fiddled with the list, checked the data, and gently tapped his finger on the test options.

"Test airborne magic eye."

Five thousand miles above the sky, all the long spines of a metal magic eye fell off and floated in the air. The magic eye quickly compressed and deformed. The outer metal folded, and soon turned into the shape of a rocket and hit the ground.

Attack!

The speed of the last one hundred and nine magic eyes will be increased to the maximum speed of the flame.

All the metal spikes twinkled and disappeared in the sky, and the next moment they came to the island, and the sound was left behind. High level undead fled madly, but there was no time at all.

Boom!

A metal ball was ejected from the back of the rocket, and a deceleration parachute was ejected from the metal ball.

The shock wave of the rocket explosion filled the parachute.

The rope of the parachute was burning. When it couldn't hold on, it broke with a bang. The metal ball fell to the ground, deformed in the burning flame, and became a robot about the size of a human being. The robot pulls out the short blade on both sides of his thigh and throws it vigorously. The short blade in his left hand becomes a sword, while the short blade in his right hand turns into a spear.

The robot's electronic eye blinks, searching for information around it.

In the flames, many souls are fleeing to the edge of the island.

A fifth level necromancer can't help but fly up and try to escape from the island. The robot sensed that the right hand spear hurled out, and on the spear, there were magic patterns like those long metal spikes.

The spear, which spurts fire, penetrates the necromancer flying up in the next moment.

The spear bounced out of the spear, and it was very long and stayed in the Necromancer's body. The necromancer tried to pull out the spear, but found that it could not be pulled out. Not only that, the power in his soul fire was still rapidly losing.

In a few seconds, he lost his ability to fly and fell to the sea.

The robot in the center of the island, waving a long sword, walked towards the distance. In the flames, the red light emitted by the robot's electronic eyes still seemed so thrilling."Success!" Wang Qinglong clenched his fist, and the plan of airdrop fighter was successful. Soldiers can be arranged to sleep in the eyes of the devil, and they can be put on the ground when necessary to perform various tasks. Now it's just a robot. In the future, it can be arranged as a biological weapon.

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