The sea breeze at night blew the naval flag of the Shengming Empire.
A gold-level magic ship is riding the wind and waves.
This ship is obviously not a standard warship of the Imperial Navy. The ship has a thick prow and the warship is located in the center of the deck, like a cube, with the same length, width and height.
On the surface of the cube, layers of magic arrays are depicted. The magic array is inlaid with a large number of gems, including sapphires the size of a fist, diamonds the size of a human head, topaz the size of a carriage, etc.
This is the treasure chest number.
The captain of the Treasure Chest is Tan Mo, a gold-level fighter and a rear admiral of the Shengming Empire.
At this time, he was located in the ship building, holding the rudder with both hands and concentrating on controlling the ship for night sailing.
The first mate came to his side and reported with an upright posture: "Sir, there is an emergency communication from No. 3!"
Tan Mo suddenly frowned. The No. 3 communicator represented a very important meaning, and at the same time, it was often very troublesome.
"What's going on? Not long ago, the No. 3 communication line gave me an order. Why is it here again now?"
Tanmo threw the rudder to the first mate: "Drive it carefully, this sea is not safe, especially at night."
The first mate quickly accepted the order, but secretly curled his lips.
In normal times, Tanmo almost never came to the boat building, but enjoyed the service of beauties and all kinds of fine wines and delicacies in his bedroom.
Such beach deserts are extremely rare nowadays.
The first mate also knew the reason - it was the man the Treasure Chest carried before it set sail!
Tan Mo came to the communication room and learned about the new order brought by Communication No. 3.
"Is there another important person who wants to take my boat?" Tan Mo felt embarrassed.
The Treasure Chest is already far away from the dock, but according to the method given by Communication No. 3, Tan Mo only needs to provide his accurate coordinates.
The dilemma for Tanmo was, of course, not to provide the coordinates, but that there was a person on his ship that he could never afford to offend. Now another important person was sent there, which gave him a headache.
However, there is no way, this is Communication No. 3!
"Before taking action, you still have to report to that adult. Otherwise it will cause misunderstanding, which will be bad." Tan Mo bit the bullet, entered the treasure chest, and reported the situation.
The big man scolded him severely, and Tan Mo bowed his head and retreated with difficulty.
He came to the deck without stopping.
At this time, the Treasure Chest had slowly stopped in the sea.
Based on the activity chart, Tan Mo learned the location coordinates of the Treasure Chest at this time. He also ordered his subordinates to use other methods to conduct calculations, and also obtained a set of coordinate data.
The two sets of coordinate data are consistent.
Only then did Tan Mo send this set of key data through the No. 3 communication line.
About ten minutes later, suddenly, violent spatial fluctuations appeared above the head of the Treasure Chest.
Amid the fluctuations, a blue radiance was produced.
The light condensed to form a circular door.
A gold-level priest opened the door, and the religious emblem on his chest was a door, and came to the sky above the Treasure Chest.
Another person followed behind him.
The latter was tall and burly, carrying a huge shield as tall as a person, and a thick full-body holy armor. Although he had no appearance, the aura he exuded was clearly that of a holy realm.
"The gold-level priests of the Secret Sect and the holy-level shield guards!" Tan Mo's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly greeted them.
Although he is gold-level, he has no flying fighting skills and can only look up.
The Secret Sect Bishop and the Sanctuary Shield Guard slowly descended until they landed on the deck and formally met Tan Mo.
Tanmo showed enthusiasm, the Sanctuary Shield Guards remained silent, and the Secret Sect Bishop had an arrogant attitude.
"Prepare the best room for me, I want to rest!" the Secret Sect Bishop said.
"Sir, this is a bit difficult to handle." Tan Mo looked embarrassed, "You don't know the details. There is still a big shot on my ship!"
"Big shot?" The secret sect bishop didn't believe it and snorted coldly, "I wonder which legendary big shot is carrying your boat?"
Tan Mo quickly said: "Although this gentleman is only at the gold level, but..."
The secret sect bishop waved his hand directly, interrupting Tan Mo's words: "It's just a gold level, what a big shot."
"Really? Can you say this again?" The person who made the sound stepped onto the deck.
When the secret sect bishop saw the speaker, his expression suddenly froze, and then turned into a look of fear: "Here, I'm here..."
Even the Holy Domain Shield Guard behind him hurriedly saluted.
The "big shot" is indeed only at the gold level, but the uniform he wears is black with blood lines.
This shows his identity - he is a member of the Blood Light Sanctioning Court!
"Sir, why are you here? Do you need anything? Please tell me, and I will do my best to do it." The dignified captain, Rear Admiral Tan Mo, was as humble and flattering as a slave at this moment.
Tu Zi from the Blood Light Sanctioning Institute said coldly: "You have wasted too much of my time to pick up these two people. This time I am going to Eye Island to investigate the traces of the undead. The longer the time drags on, the more difficult the investigation will be.
!If you delay my mission, you will also bear the responsibility!"
"Sir, my lord, I can't bear this responsibility. I'll set sail now, set off with all my strength, and try my best to save time! I guarantee that we will enter the target sea area within seven days!" Tanmo quickly promised.
"You'd better keep your word." After finishing speaking, Zhu Zi shook his sleeves and returned to the cabin.
The secret sect bishop was left behind, glaring at Tan Mo with a reproachful look, to the effect of: Why is there a lunatic from the Bloody Sanction Institute on your ship?! Why didn't you remind me earlier?
But seeing the bitterness on Tan Mo's face, the Secret Sect Bishop finally just snorted: "Take us to the cabin, we need to rest."
"No, I don't want a cabin below the deck. Your ship is quite nice. Do you have any rooms?"
"Yes, of course. Sirs, please come this way." Tan Mo bowed and led the way.
There is no night in Anqiu.
It's snowy and freezing cold here.
Red blood and corpses were scattered on the snow.
Blue Algae was breathing heavily, Xiong Saw and others were cleaning the battlefield.
During a fierce battle, they were accidentally involved and entered Anqiu together.
This turn of events surprised both warring parties.
But after the reinforcements from Ice Owl and Springfist, the Bayonet Gang suddenly gained the upper hand.
The people who are embarrassing them are all the leaders of the forces on Huaqu Island, and there are three silver-level ones.
However, under Xiong Saw's main attack, the three-man formation was destroyed.
Spring Boxer took the opportunity to use his fighting skills, grabbed one of them and attacked him hard, severely injuring him.
Bear Saw used fighting skills to savagely charge, and then followed up with a bear fighting skill, killing a silver-level player.
Blue Algae used alchemy bullets and cooperated with the human leader to hold down the third silver-level player.
Relying on the strong killing force of the Bear Saw, the Bayonet Gang successfully opened up the situation and finally killed the remaining two silver-level players, completely sealing the victory.
"So, where is this? How should we go back?" Cyanobacteria asked.
"This is Anqiu." Spring Boxer replied and looked at Bing Xiao again.
Bing Xiao's face turned livid: "You can't go back for the time being."
Although he won and successfully entered Anqiu with the ice coffin, the Ice Owl couldn't smile at all.
Because at the last moment, the kingdom of God suddenly expanded, which was very abnormal.
In particular, Ice Owl also knew that there was always a traitor hidden among the Bayonet Gang.
"I'm afraid this is a conspiracy!"
"Perhaps the reason why we were able to escape from Snowbird Harbor was the starting point of the conspiracy."
"The fact that I can get Fujituro's complete body is very problematic."
"The key now is, who is the traitor?"
"Is it Bear Saw? The leader of the human race? Including Fenfa... Although there is no problem with his background check, we can't completely trust him yet!"
Lan Zao then asked, with an eager look on his face: "Why can't we go back? How can we go back?"
Ice Owl glanced at the surrounding gang members, then stared at Blue Algae: "What, you want to go back and be besieged?"
Cyanobacteria: "Well, that's not what I meant."
"Okay, follow me next." Bing Xiao said, "Maybe, this place will bring you a huge improvement that will be impressive for your whole life!"
Ice Owl did not dare to let the gang members move freely, so the best move was to place them all under his nose.
"Anqiu?" The human leader was confused and slightly excited, "I heard you right, Lord Gang Leader. Is this the legendary Anqiu?"
For a moment, the rest of the gang looked at Bing Xiao.