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Chapter 1908, two lines of blood and tears are spinning

Hydra couldn't speak, so it was obviously unable to answer Redis's question and could only let out a low cry of pain.

At this moment, Redis was shocked and angry, and he quickly ordered to summon Capa, the leader of the fish-men tribe, to come and see him.

However, a few days passed, but there was not even a sound.

This couldn't help but make Redis feel a little anxious.

"What the hell! What the hell is going on?!"

After a period of confusion, the uneasiness in his heart finally drove him to send out his Black Sail Fleet and the Harpy to investigate the situation in the nearby waters and confirm the situation of the fishmen, hoping to gain something.

However, it is a pity that Redis's Black Sail Fleet has already encountered the worst opponent for them not even two days after setting off!

The heavy main naval guns were spitting out firelight. Amidst the roaring sound of gunfire, one after another, the black-sailed warships turned into a piece of wreckage on the sea.

Standing on the deck of the Weiyuan, the main flagship of the South China Sea Fleet, Luo Ji held up a telescope and watched the battle, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

Although he had thought that the fight would be easy, he didn't expect it to be so easy!

"This dark elf's black sail fleet is a little bit bad."

Hearing this, Chris Evans, who was standing next to Luo Ji at the time, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

He can't pretend he didn't hear this!

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, those battleships opposite are just ordinary battleships with black-sailed battleship skins."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

In the previous all-out war, Luo Ji actually did not have a serious battle with Chris Evans' Black Sails Fleet.

By the time he arrived at the battlefield, Chris Evans's black sail fleet had already fought with the dwarf fleet of the Tang and Song Dynasties until they ran out of ammunition and food, and there was not much fighting power left.

Therefore, he only knew about the 'Black Sails Fleet'.

He knew that the dark elves had such a special fleet, but he had not seen the strength of this fleet with his own eyes.

Looking at the curious Luo Ji, Chris Evans coughed heavily, then pointed at the wreckage of the black-sailed battleship opposite and said...

"The black-sailed warships of our dark elves, even the worst ones, have to be made of spiritual wood that is more than a hundred years old, and then let the elf craftsmen carve corresponding incantations on various parts of the hull for blessing, and use elemental power to

It would take more than ten years to build an ordinary black-sailed battleship, but the black-sailed battleship opposite, let alone blessed by a spell, its hull is not even a spiritual tree! It is not worthy of being called black at all.

Sail warship!"

"Wait, wait! Wait a minute! What did you just say?!"

At this moment, Luo Ji always felt as if he had heard something extraordinary.

"Its hull is not even a spirit tree, so it doesn't deserve to be called a black-sailed battleship?"

Chris Evans, who was suddenly interrupted by Luo Ji, repeated what he had just said with a subtle look on his face.

"No, move forward, the previous sentence..."

"Let the elf craftsmen carve corresponding incantations throughout the hull for blessing, and drive them with elemental power?"

"Go forward."

"The worst one has to be made from spiritual wood that is more than a hundred years old?"

"..."

My stomach suddenly hurt.

"Damn it! Is your black-sailed warship made of spirit wood that is more than a hundred years old?! Such a big ship, so much wood, is it all spirit wood?!"

"yes."

Chris Evans takes it for granted.

"One-hundred-year-level spiritual wood is the minimum requirement, and three-hundred-year-old spiritual wood is the standard. Generally, spiritual wood of more than five hundred years can be used to build main battleships. Of course, if you want to build a stronger

For a battleship, it’s best if you can get thousand-year-level spiritual wood.”

At this moment, Luo Ji couldn't help but cover his face with his hands.

"So, do you still have any black-sailed battleships left?"

When this topic was brought up, Chris Evans, who was in high spirits one moment, felt pricked in his heart the next.

"All, all sunk, including the main flagship I made with thousand-year-old spiritual wood."

Really, even Chris Evans couldn't help showing a painful expression when talking about this.

"Then, the wreckage of the ship has finally been recovered, right?"

Luo Ji's voice trembled slightly when he asked this question.

In response, Chris Evans shook his head.

"No, Your Majesty, you know what happened after that. How could I possibly salvage the sunken ship? Besides, there is no way to salvage it."

"Then you should have told me earlier!"

At this moment, Luo Ji felt like there were two lines of blood and tears in his eyes!

Oh my god, are they all spiritual trees? And they are all three hundred, five hundred, or even thousand years old?!

You must know that in his civilization of all realms, a hundred-year-old spiritual wood is a rare material and is used to make staffs and high-level elf magic arrows. Ordinary elf magic arrows can be used for twenty or thirty years.

Just the spirit wood!

Under this premise, the best batch of spiritual trees in their civilization of all worlds can only survive for four to five hundred years. There are even a small number of three hundred-year-old spiritual trees. There are more than five hundred-year-old spiritual trees every year, except for elves.

Apart from the ancient trees, there is nothing else at all.

At this moment, in Luo Ji's eyes, Chris Evans could no longer be described as rich, but as simply crazy!

It costs money to build a ship, but it costs your life to build a ship!

By the way, if Zhang William were here, Luo Ji would definitely give him a few words.

Look at other people, they are all elf civilizations, how come they have three hundred, five hundred, or even one thousand year old spirit trees, but you are so tired even to work on a few one or two hundred year old spirit trees, one person is better than another,

It makes me so angry!

Regarding this matter, Zhang William is actually relatively innocent, because even counting from the first day he joined the game, to when he opened the world fragments from the gold treasure chest, mutated into the elf civilization, and was finally annexed by Luo Ji.

During this whole process, he has developed for four hundred and twelve years.

Yes, the numbers are so accurate. In the year when he was annexed by Luo Ji Wanjie Civilization, Zhang William was 412 years old. As an Elf, he had a natural lifespan of 1,500 years. In the early days, he was basically 412 years old.

There is no need to waste points to renew your life.

Based on this premise, special plants like spiritual trees are not available from the beginning.

According to the slow development speed of the elves, he only started doing it when he was almost three hundred years old.

In this way, at that time, the elf civilization had only planted and cultivated spiritual trees for less than a hundred years. How could it be possible for Luo Ji to obtain spiritual trees that were five hundred years old or even one thousand years old? This wave

, but it is really unjust.
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