The Cursed Ship Chapter 295: The villain comes to the door
The spirit ship gradually approached the giant island, entering the distance of fog perception.
"The metal utensils they use are not light gold, but made of the black material added to the spear!"
Zheng Yang observed the objects in those caves and found that only the weapons were fused with light gold. There are still murloc bodies hanging in some caves, which seem to be the food of the flying demon. I don't know how far they flew to hunt them.
It seems that he really has to negotiate face-to-face. Otherwise, how could he find a place where the Flying Demon stores the light gold on such a large island.
But I don’t understand the language of the flying demon. If you want to communicate, you need a light metal cylinder as an equivalent demonstration. Naturally, he couldn't take out the metal pillars on the boat to demonstrate, it was tantamount to telling the flying demon that he was the last werewolf robber.
So...
"Let's observe the big island first. If you can't find their warehouse a few kilometers outside the island, go back to the mine island and negotiate with the flying demon over there!"
The island is really big, over forty kilometers. Zheng Yang spent two hours circling the island and returned without success.
When I returned to the Qingling Gold Mine Island, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning, not far from dawn.
The spirit ship approached silently more than a hundred meters away from the shore. With the spirit ship’s current four-meter draught, it would run aground any closer.
A thick curse chain was shot from the bottom of the ship, deep into the seabed rock and soil, and the spirit ship was firmly locked in place.
Zheng Yang unfolded the bow deck into a flat-head shape, and waited for the flying demon to come to the door after dawn.
"Hey, boring!" Before leaving the display console, Erima waited all night but failed to fire the cannon.
Since breaking through the last level of relationship with Zheng Yang the night before, her detachment nature has become more and more uncontrollable. From time to time, she will be strange and strange, making Zheng Yang dumbfounded.
People in their thirties can still show the naughty of a girl, but she is gentle and dignified most of the time, which makes Zheng Yang at a loss.
When the sky is shining, the flying demons on the island will come out one after another. Zheng Yang activated the fog control sub-array, and the fog in a radius of eight nautical miles quickly dissipated.
On island, a group of patrolling flying demon was about to fly back to their cave, and suddenly found that the fog dissipated. They were taken aback, and immediately found the spirit ship outside the island.
Suddenly, a shout continued to sound, and a large number of flying demons with spears in the battle sequence flew out of the caves one after another.
Within a minute before and after, three level 6 flying demons flew up into the sky from the top of the mountain, looking at the spirit ship from a distance. The other flying demon also scattered far away, not enclosing them at all.
"They seemed to be frightened by the last battle, and they still have a fresh memory of the naval guns. However, only a few surviving flying demons have actually witnessed the power of the main guns."
"Loveni, aim at the big rocks on the beach and fire a shot, let them see their power first."
"Good!"
Loveni moved the joystick, the angle of view on the display screen turned, and the front sight was locked to a stone about five meters in size hundreds of meters away from the side. Under the control of the computer, the firing angle of the main gun followed the sight and aimed at the boulder.
As she pressed the launch button, the flying demon saw a black cloud ejected from the muzzle, followed by a loud noise.
With a five-fold power bonus, there is almost no interval, and the big rock blasts into pieces.
In an instant, all the flying demon faces changed color and their black faces turned white.
The last time two Level 6 Flying Demons personally led more than 300 tribes to intercept and kill the fleet. Among them, Level 4 and Level 5 Flying Demons accounted for more than 50%. As a result, only three dozen people were left. Fleeing back, the two sixth-level powerhouses will never go back.
From the mouths of those survivors, they heard about the horror of these ships, but after all, the other flying demons have not witnessed it with their own eyes. They have no idea how terrible they are. They only know that they can kill the people of level 6 in one shot.
Afterwards, the fleet kept approaching the mine island, which really made them nervous for a while, and gathered all their forces to make an ambush.
However, the fleet adjusted its course far away to avoid the mine island, and went around from the side. Only then did they know that the fleet's target was not them.
At that time, there were still tribesmen who believed that the survivors were exaggerating, and they were suggesting to catch up with them and avenge the tribe. Immediately afterwards, it happened that the light spirit gold inventory was robbed by the werewolf, and in the end it was nothing.
Seeing the power of the naval guns with their own eyes today, they knew that the survivors did not exaggerate at all, on the contrary they said that the terrible power was small.
That big stone, their level 6 experts can also smash it with one blow, but they can't do it this far and fast.
It is said that this kind of attack seems to be unavoidable...
Loveni still has more thoughts, controlling the main gun to lock a level 6 flying demon over the island.
In an instant, the flying demon was surrounded by deadly fear, subconsciously rushing from left to right to avoid.
But after being locked by the system, even if it dodges quickly, the muzzle will always chase it. Although there is a lag, the sense of crisis has always existed.
"Love it, don't scare it, set the muzzle, I want to go out and have a drink with them!" Zheng Yang said, helping the flying demon escape.
The muzzle returned to the normal position. Zheng Yang took a bottle of foreign wine and appeared under the turret with four foreign wine glasses.
He first waved to the three sixth-level flying demon from a distance, then poured a little wine and drank it himself. Then he poured another three glasses and held them up with his invisible hand.
"This means, should they understand it?"
The sixth-level flying demon in the distance looked at each other and did not come over rashly.
Zheng Yang poured himself a drink~ IndoMTL.com~ At this time, one of the sixth-level flying demon said something, and a fifth-level flying demon bit his head and flew over and landed on the far end of the deck. , Ten meters away from Zheng Yang.
Zheng Yang showed a friendly smile as much as possible, divided a glass of wine and sent it to this fifth-level flying demon.
The flying demons also want to drink water and eat. Zheng Yang has seen water containers from the caves in their old nests and the caves here, and believes they can understand what they mean by drinking.
just don’t know, they don’t know how to make wine by themselves.
The fifth-level flying demon really understood what Zheng Yang meant. He glanced back and took the foreign wine glass and smelled it first. The peculiar smell of wine made it feel the urge to drink it immediately, but it still cautiously poured the wine into its huge mouth slowly.
A pungent and bitter taste made Fei Mo Ren's eyes widened instantly. Just as he was about to spit out the drink, he saw Zheng Yang pour another glass and drank it.
After a few seconds of adaptation, the scent of wine diffused in the mouth to the nasal cavity, and it felt a kind of intoxication and physical joy, and it seemed that the power was also active a bit.
So, it swallowed that little drink.
Under the wine, the heat rises slightly, and the aroma of wine lingers. The flying demon suddenly discovered that he seemed to like this feeling very much.
Seeing the surprise in the eyes of the fifth-level flying demon, Zheng Yang knew that there was something to do.
Under the longing eyes of the flying demon, Zheng Yang used his invisible hand to pour a small amount of it.