Chapter 37 Taking a group photo with the deep sea demigod
Adrian sat melancholy in his room, a little doubtful about life.
Why did he see that young master?
Although he knew that Legend Miller must have brought many people with him when he saw this giant ship owned by William, Adrian really didn't want to see this undead man named Young Master.
From Hill's occasional words about this person, he could directly feel that this was a warrior chasing trouble: even if the little trouble behind him couldn't catch up with him, he could still move forward bravely to catch up with the one running ahead.
big trouble.
Adrian knew that this trip to the deep sea would definitely not be peaceful, but he really didn't want a big wave that could drown him.
To be honest, many undead people have similar hobbies and similar looks. Adrian himself never thought that he could recognize the young master's beaming face just by seeing it from a distance.
He carefully checked his storage ring and then looked at the large leather bag carried by the legendary puppet knight who protected him.
After confirming that there was no problem, he sat by the window again and looked at the sea outside. The undead were setting nets at the stern of the boat, preparing to catch fish.
Even sitting in the well-insulated cabin, Adrian could hear the loud chatter and laughter of these people, as well as the screams of girls.
He stood up suddenly. What was shouting outside was a sea monster?
From this ship, you can feel the powerful elemental fluctuations from a distance. Unless you are a demigod, the sea monsters will just avoid it.
Adrian took the legendary puppet and walked quickly to the deck. If something happened, he would have to find a place where he could easily escape.
Seeing the huge octopus head at the stern of the boat slamming into the tentacles of the boat's shield, Adrian pinched the conch hanging around his neck before putting down his snack.
This should be the eight-clawed demigod who has always had terrifying legends along the coast and flooded many coastal cities.
Adrian looked at the fins exposed in the sea in the distance, and then at the extremely angry octopus demigod, and suddenly realized: Is this a parent coming to the door?
He quietly huddled in the corner, waiting for Miller Legend to come forward to negotiate.
"If you do this, don't worry about the other demigods of the Deep Sea Alliance..."
Before Miller could finish his words, he was interrupted by a roar: "Do I care about your business?"
The eight-clawed demigod slammed the protective shield with his tentacles: "You are not the only human country protected by gods!
It’s not like you can only stop the devil!"
"His Majesty the King will not let you go." Miller said calmly, "Even if you really smash this ship and kill me, it will not affect King Salar."
"Isn't he just a god who hasn't ascended to the starry sky yet? It's not like he has never died before!"
There was a rectangular peephole in the place where Adrian was squatting, making it easy to see what was going on outside.
Soon some undead people came over and broadcast live on their tablet.
He sat at a higher place and listened to these undead beings filming and saying, "How did this demigod advance? Are they completely brainless?"
"He died before? He was talking about the lake and the wolf god, right? He also intervened in the first place?"
"No, it must be his grandparents' generation." Adrian couldn't help but interjected.
"Mr. Adrian!" Several undead were startled, and the tablet crossed Adrian's face.
"It seems that it is quite safe here. Mr. Adrian is hiding here. If the boat capsizes when he gets off the boat, he will be able to escape."
Adrian looked at the male undead named Tianxin Peach and suddenly said: "Are you from Jian Tianxia Youth Travel?"
"Um. How do you know?" Tianxin Peach asked doubtfully, "I've always been at the beach, and I've never been to the north or west."
"Idiot, that's because the smell of Wenjian on you is too strong!" His companion, a little girl named Tianxin Mitang, patted his head.
He was given such a sweet name, not from a little girl or a young boy, but from a burly man.
Adrian really felt that even though he looked different, he had some similarities with the young master, and the feeling of speaking was also very similar.
If it were Xueyun Peak, I would definitely say it was a coincidence. I never expected that I could find the same place as Mr. Adrian.
Rather than simply saying, ah, it must be easy to escape from this place.
However, how dangerous are these undead people to take this video? Then the teacher and Hill should also know what's going on here!
Fran and Hill did know that the situation was serious, so Lao Mao directly cut out several live broadcasts at the same time.
At this time, Hill was watching the giant screen with Fran.
Fran's eyes were lowered, looking at the female mages sitting at the door of the Lord's Mansion and pointing, and he felt a sense of chill.
"Grandpa, don't worry." Hill comforted him, "Grandpa knows this ship best."
At this time, the two people saw Adrian's face flashing on one side of the screen.
The old cat seemed to have seen it, and quickly canceled several other split screens, leaving only the one where Adrian appeared.
Seeing where Adrian was hiding, Fran took a breath. This place looked like it was on the deck, but it was actually very well protected. When the large protective shield outside was broken, a new one would be opened here at the same time.
The small protective shield is a blind spot in the field of vision, used to protect the mage who is about to fly away.
"The Temple of Nobles." Fran said word by word, "Dionisio."
Hill was silent, both of them knew in their hearts that the other country the octopus demigod was talking about could only be Dionisio.
Does the Noble Temple really want to follow its gods to evil?
Dionisio is the country closest to the elves and dwarves. How could they allow an evil country to be near them?
In the Oath of the Gods back then, the gods of the three races participated, but only countries whose alignment was neutral or above were protected.
Even if Greenberg next to Dionisio can pretend to be stupid, the sorceress kingdom Dirant, which was once deeply harmed by Dionisio, will not let this country go easily.
The Mage Kingdom is also in the mountains to the west of Greenburg, but the Mage camp has always been in chaos, so it's really hard to say what kind of reaction it will have.
"Is it Dionisio's idea, or is it the Noble Temple's own decision?" Fran murmured, "If everyone has made this decision, then there is a problem."
Hill looked up at Fran's serious face.
"If you can't beat the boss in the starry sky, why don't you come down and beat the second child?" Fran slipped out a sentence between his teeth. It was extremely soft, almost inaudible. If Hill hadn't had good ears, he would not have been able to hear it at all.
The only way for a god to fall from the stars to this earth is to give up his divine body and enter the body of the Son and Saint prepared for Him.
But if you do this, not to mention the power of the demigod, once the clone is killed, it is likely to fall into a deep sleep for tens of thousands of years.
If the God of Nobles really does this, it means that falling into the evil camp will cause great harm to Him.
It was so big that He could only seal off the kingdom of God and come down to regain his faith.
But what kind of operation is this? How to prevent people from the time and space camp from negotiating peace with the deep sea at this time?
At this stage of world consciousness, what matters most is the devil, right?
Or does he think that the power of the Noble Temple is enough to make up for the sin of helping the demons invade the territory of the time and space camp?
Or is the back-up man of this noble god finally showing up?
If before, Hill would have thought that the God of Nobles dominated the human world by relying on his own abilities, he no longer thinks so. After all, look at the things he has done, none of them are worthy of the humans he occupies.
The status of the Lord God.
Fran looked down at the female mages downstairs who were pointing, chatting and laughing towards the ship being hit by the demigods, and said directly: "Liszt, please leave these people who are disrespectful to me and Adrian.
territory."
Hill turned his head and looked at Fran in confusion. Isn't it necessary to keep these people?
"Adrian is already on the screen, and they still dare to gloat like this. It's useless for me to keep them here." Fran said coldly, "I just promised His Majesty the King to delay for a while, and I have no intention of continuing.
I sold my face together."
Liszt seemed to have handed over the expulsion task to the players, and Hill could hear the undead driving people away excitedly.
The players who took action were all female players, especially those who played Lolita. Hill looked down and could see that their hands were flashing with magic light, or they were holding their hands on the hilt of their swords, eager to try.
The highest level of these people sent by the Noble Temple was only the Archmage level. In the past, they were just here to study and stand in the neutral camp, so the undead could not attack them.
Now, Liszt has issued an expulsion order, and if they dare not leave, it is obvious that the undead have already targeted them, and there is only one way to die.
After such a long time, people in this world have more or less known that the undead have never shown mercy or kindness in their attacks.
Even if they are in the same camp, they can kill at will.
Hill watched the male mage take off quickly with a group of women, heading north.
Turning his head to look at the still deadlocked sea surface, Hill stood up and summoned Liszt.
"Go find a few undead people and show them where they went?" Hill said softly, "To Prince Charles or to Prince Edward."
"Isn't Prince Edward already here?" Liszt asked doubtfully.
"His son Ramsden is a knight of the God of Nobles." Hill sneered. "Compared to Charles, who was driven out of office by them, Ramsden is more worthy of their win."
Liszt nodded and went to find the player.
Fran seemed to relax a little. Hill turned his head and found that behind the octopus on the giant screen, the huge fins disappeared.
"Have any demigods arrived?"
"Probably." Fran frowned and said, "But I didn't intend to stop this eight-clawed demigod. I just drove away a few others."
"If it's just a demigod," Hill said hesitantly, "Miller Legend controls this ship, it should be easy to kill him, right? Their crystal stock should be quite sufficient, right?"
"He probably wants to delay it until he has no choice. Who knows if these demigods will fall out when they see humans killing a fellow human being so easily?" Fran said calmly, "Anyway, as long as a group of demigods are not besieging Adrian,
There's no danger. Don't worry about Miller's plans."
The players on the boat seemed to have realized that it was safe and had already begun to take pictures around the demigod.
Hill could almost feel their salivation through the lens.
"What kind of demigod is coming?" Hill asked, "Why can't you tell?"
The players' cameras have been circling around the outside of the ship, probably trying to find what kind of creature it is.
"The undead really like to eat sea creatures." Fran said inexplicably, "No matter what kind of creature they are, they don't like to be stared at as if they were looking at food."
Hill thought for a moment, so the food must be inedible?
Then, Hill turned back to the giant screen. Miller's legendary endurance is really strong!
The eight-clawed demigod has been beating it like a drum for so long, but apart from the first few sentences, he has no other reaction.
"His Majesty the King really knows people and makes good use of them." Fran seemed to know what Hill was thinking and sighed, "If it were Karl Legend, he wouldn't be able to endure this level."
"I just want to know how many crystal stones he brought." Hill said quietly, "That barrier has not trembled once for so long."
Fran smiled helplessly: "Whoever needs crystal stones, it is not His Majesty the King's turn!
In the past few days, I have heard from the undead chatting that most of the crystals in their hands were actually taken back by the king."
The game official recycles the game currency, which is a basic operation, Hill complained.
"What are those undead doing?" Fran asked with a frown.
Hill looked at the players on the giant screen, with the protective screen attached to them, making faces at the eight-clawed demigod, and was speechless for a moment.
"They seem to be taking pictures." In the past few years, with more and more contact with the undead, people in this world can almost understand some of the common words they use.
At least Adrian already understood that if the player he was talking to suddenly made a bunch of nonsense, he could just kick him out. And it was best not to get to the bottom of it and study what they actually said.
Hill looked at the players on the screen posing in various poses facing the demigods, and felt deeply that thanks to the sea monsters, they still couldn't understand what the players were doing.
Otherwise, he is really worried that this eight-clawed demigod will explode in the small universe and die together with the players.
On the giant screen, Adrian seemed to have the same worry. Hill heard him ask cautiously: "How long will those people continue to shoot? Isn't that young master the leader of your clan? Don't you need to stop him?"
"Mr. Adrian, don't worry." Sweetheart Honey said with a smile, "This ship is actually very safe.
When William gave us the mission, he said that even three demigods on board could not break this ship.
We were worried just now because we counted five of them and we didn’t want them to die before they even got there!”
"Five?" Adrian asked, "I only saw 4."
"Ah! There is also a big lobster squatting under the bottom of the boat." Honey Taoxin added, "We can see a hostile name. The red giant lobster demigod."
Adrian didn't speak for a long time. He probably didn't expect that there was someone who planned to cut the ship in half.
"Then who is coming now?" Adrian was a little confused when he saw that the undead had relaxed.
"A group of mosaic crabs."
"ah?"
"It's what you call the embroidered ridge crab. We call it the mosaic crab."
Adrian was stunned for a while before saying: "A group of people?"
"Yeah, there are so many here, why are they so poisonous? It's really boring."
Hill heard Adrian's heavy sigh and understood very well why his dear uncle would be like this. He felt slightly sympathetic in his heart and tried his best to control the urge to laugh out loud.
Adrian, I still don’t understand, what is mosaic?
Then he heard a terrible word, Adrian quietly asked: "Can you take a picture of me?"
