Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 37: Take a photo with the deep sea demigod

Adrian sat melancholy in his room, a little suspicious of life.

Why did he see that young master?

Although he knew that Miller Legend must have brought a lot of people when he saw this William's royal ship, Adrian really didn't want to see this undead named Young Master.

He could directly feel from Hill's occasional words about this guy, that this is a warrior who chases after troubles: even if the little troubles behind him can't catch up with him, he can go ahead and catch up with them. Big trouble for sprinting.

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 people in the undead have similar preferences and similar appearances. Adrian himself did not expect it, but he could recognize the young master's radiant face just by seeing it from a distance.

He scrutinized his storage ring and 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. Those undead were setting nets at the stern, ready to catch fish to eat.

Even in the soundproofed cabin, Adrian could hear the high-pitched chatter of these people, as well as the screams of the girls.

He stood up abruptly, and there was a sea monster shouting outside?

This ship can feel the tyrannical elemental fluctuations from a distance. Unless it is a demigod, the sea monsters will only avoid it.

Adrian took the legendary puppet and walked quickly to the deck. If something happened, he had to find a place where he could easily escape.

Looking at the huge octopus head at the stern, smashing the tentacles of the ship's shield, Adrian squeezed the conch hanging around his neck before putting down the snack.

This should be the octopus demigod who has always had terrifying legends along the coast and drowned many coastal cities.

Adrian looked at the fins exposed in the distant sea, and then looked at the angry octopus demigod, and suddenly reacted: Is this the parent who came to the door?

He huddled quietly in the corner, waiting for Legendary Miller to intervene.

"You do this, don't worry about the other demigods of the Deep Sea Alliance..."

Miller's words were interrupted by a roar: "I care about your business?"

The octopus demigod smashed the protective cover with his tentacles fiercely: "You are not the only human country protected by gods!

It's not just you who can stop the devil! "

"Your Majesty the King will not let you go." Miller said lightly, "Even if you really smash the ship and kill me, it will not affect King Salar."

"Isn't it a **** who hasn't ascended to the stars? It's not that he hasn't died before!"

The place where Adrian squatted has a rectangular peephole, making it easy to see what's going on outside.

Soon there will be undead coming and streaming on their tablet.

He sat on a high place, listening to these undead clap and saying: "How did this demigod advance? Is it completely brainless?"

"He died before? He was talking about the lake and the wolf god, right? He also intervened at the beginning?"

"No, it has to be from his grandparents." Adrian couldn't help but interject.

"Mr. Adrian!" The startled undead slashed across Adrian's face.

"It seems to be quite safe here. Mr. Adrian is hiding here. If he gets off the boat and overturns, he will be able to run away."

Adrian looked at the male undead named Sweetheart Peach and suddenly said, "Are you asking the Sword World Youth Tour?"

"Um. How do you know?" Sweetheart Peach asked suspiciously, "I've been at the seaside, I haven't been to the north and west."

"Fool, that's because the smell of the sword on your body is too strong!" His companion, a little girl named Sweetheart Honey, patted his head.

With such a sweet name, it is not a little girl or a boy, but a burly man.

Adrian really feels that although he doesn't look like it, he is a bit similar to the young master, and the feeling of speaking is also very similar.

If it was that Snow Cloud Peak, it would be a coincidence. I never thought that I could find the same place as Mr. Adrian.

Instead of bluntly saying, ah, this place must be easy to escape.

However, how dangerous is this group of undead to make this video? That teacher and Hill should know what's going on here!

Fran and Hill did know that the situation was serious, and the old cat cut out several live broadcasts at the same time.

At this time, Hill was watching the giant screen with Frank.

Fran's eyes were lowered, looking at the female mages who were sitting at the gate of the lord's mansion and pointing, with a chilling air.

"Grandfather, don't worry." Hill comforted, "Grandfather knows this ship best."

At this time, the two saw Adrian's face flashing on one side of the screen at the same time.

The old cat seemed to see it too, and quickly canceled several other split screens, leaving only the one where Adrian appeared.

Seeing where Adrian was hiding, Fran let out a soft sigh. This place seems to be on the deck, but the protection is actually very good. When the large protective cover outside is broken, a small protective cover will be opened at the same time, which is a blind area of ​​vision to protect the mage who is about to fly away.

"The Temple of the Nobles," said Farran word for word, "Dionisio."

Hill was silent, and both of them knew in their hearts that the other country that the octopus demigod said could only be Dionisio.

Does the noble temple really want to follow their gods to evil?

Dionisio is the closest country to elves and dwarves, how could they allow an evil kingdom near them?

In the oath of the gods that year, the gods of the three races participated, but only the countries whose camp was neutral or higher were protected.

Greenberg next to Dionisio, even if he can pretend to be stupid, but the sorceress kingdom of Dionis, who was once deeply endangered by Dionisio, will not easily let go of this country.

The kingdom of mages is also in the mountains west of Greenberg, but the faction of mages has always been chaotic, and it's hard to say what the reaction will be.

"Is it Dionisio's idea, or is it the temple of the nobles?" Fran murmured, "If both have made this decision, then there is a problem."

Hill looked up at Frank's serious face.

"You can't beat the boss in the starry sky, can you come down and beat the second?" A sentence leaked out from between Fran's teeth. It was extremely soft, almost nothing. If it wasn't for Hill's good ears, he would definitely not be able to hear it clearly at all. .

The only way for the gods to fall from the starry sky to this earth is to give up the body of God and enter the body of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden prepared for Him.

But if you do this, only the power of the demigods will not be mentioned. Once this clone is killed, it is likely to fall into a deep sleep for tens of thousands of years.

If the **** of nobility really did this, it would mean that the fall to the evil camp this time has done him a lot of damage.

So big that he can only close the kingdom of God and come down to regain his faith.

But what is this operation? How can people from the time and space camp be prevented from making peace with the deep sea at this time?

At this stage of world consciousness, the most concerned thing is about demons, right?

Or does he think that the power of the noble temple is enough to make up for the evil of helping the demons occupy the space-time camp site?

Or, is the backhand of the noble **** finally about to appear?

If in the past, Hill still thought that the **** of nobility was relying on his own ability to dominate the human world, he would not think so now. After all, looking at the things he has done, none of them are worthy of him. Occupy the position of the main **** of mankind.

Fran looked down again and looked downstairs at the large ship that was hit by the demigods, pointing at the female mages who were laughing and talking, and said directly: "Liszt, please those who are disrespectful to me and Adrian. People, leave the territory."

Hill turned his head to the side, looking at Frank in confusion, don't we need to keep these people?

"Adrian is all on the screen, they dare to gloat like this, it's useless for me to keep them." Fran said indifferently, "I just promised His Majesty the king to delay for a while, but I didn't plan to sell my own face together."

Lister seems to have handed over the expulsion task to the player, and Hill can hear the undead excitedly expelling people.

It was all female players, especially those who played Lolita. Hill looked down and saw that they were either flashing magical light on their hands, or holding the hilt of their swords, eager to try.

The highest level of these people sent by the noble temple is not even the level of archmage. In the past, it was just relying on coming to study, standing in the neutral camp, and the undead could not attack them.

Now, Liszt has issued an expulsion order, and if he dares not to leave, it is obvious that the undead have already locked them, and there is only one way to go.

For so long, people in this world know more or less that the undead have never been sympathetic or soft-hearted.

Even if you are in the same faction, you can kill and kill.

Hill watched as the male mage took off quickly with a group of women, heading north.

Turn to look at the still stalemate sea. Hill stood up and summoned Liszt.

"Go find some undead and let them see, where did they go?" Hill said softly, "Prince Charles or Prince Edward."

"Isn't Prince Edward already?" Liszt asked suspiciously.

"His son Ramsden is a knight of the **** of nobility." Hill said with a sneer, "Ramsden is more worthy of their wooing than Charles, who was ousted by them."

Liszt nodded to look for the player.

Flange seemed to relax a little, Hill turned his head and found that behind the octopus on the giant screen, those huge fins disappeared.

"Has a demigod come?"

"Probably." Fran frowned and said, "but I didn't intend to stop this octopus demigod, just drive away the others."

"If it's just a demigod," Hill said hesitantly, "Legend of Miller controls this ship, it should be easy to kill, right? Their spar stock should be quite large, right?"

"He probably wants to drag it out until he has to. Who knows if these demigods see a human being so easy to kill a similar person, will they turn their face?" Frank said calmly, "Anyway, as long as a group of demigods is not besieged, There's no danger for Adrian. Don't worry about Miller's plans."

The players on the boat also seem to have found it safe, and have begun to shoot around the demigod.

Hill could almost feel their saliva from the camera.

"What demigod came from?" Hill asked, "Why can't I see it?"

The player's camera has also been circling the outside of the ship, and it is estimated that they are also trying to find some creature.

"The undead really like to eat sea creatures." Fran said inexplicably, "No matter what kind of creature it is, it doesn't like being stared at with food."

Hill pondered for a while, so it must be the kind that can't be eaten?

Then, Hill turned back to the giant screen, Miller's legendary endurance is really strong!

The octopus demigod was beating a drum like a drum. He had been beating for so long, except for the first few sentences, he had no other reaction.

"Your Majesty the King really knows how to make good use of people." Faran seemed to know what Hill was thinking, and sighed, "It's impossible to endure this level of Carl Legend."

"I just want to know how many spar he brought with him." Hill said quietly, "That barrier, for so long, has never trembled once."

Fran smiled helplessly: "Whoever lacks spar, it's not his Majesty's turn to lack it!

In the past few days, listening to the chat of the undead, most of the spar in their hands were actually taken back by the king. "

The official game currency is recovered by the game, which is a basic operation, Hill slandered.

"What are the undead doing?" Faran asked, frowning.

Hill looked at the giant screen, sticking to the protective screen, and grimacing at the octopus demigod player, speechless for a moment.

"They seem to be taking pictures." In recent years, with the increasing contact with the undead, some common words in their mouths are almost understood by people in this world.

At least Adrian has understood that if the player who is talking to him suddenly bursts into a mess, he can just drive out. And it's better not to get to the bottom of it, to study what they actually said.

Hill looked at the players on the screen facing the demigods and posing in various poses~IndoMTL.com~ deeply felt that, thanks to the sea monsters, they still couldn't understand what the players were doing.

Otherwise he is really worried that this octopus demigod, the small universe burst, and the player perishes.

On the giant screen, Adrian seemed to have this kind of worry too. Hill heard him ask cautiously: "How long will it take to shoot those people? Isn't that young master your patriarch? Don't you need to stop him?"

"Mr. Adrian, don't worry." Sweetheart said with a smile, "This ship is actually quite safe.

When William gave us a mission, he said that the three demigods would not be able to break this ship.

We were worried just now that we counted 5, and we didn't want to die before we got there! "

"Five?" Adrian asked. "I only see four."

"Ah! There is also a big lobster, squatting under the boat." Honey Taoxin said, "We can see hostile names. The red giant lobster demigod."

Adrian didn't speak for a long time. He probably didn't expect that there was another existence who planned to cut the boat in half.

"Then who's here now?" Adrian was a little confused when he saw that the undead had relaxed.

"A group of mosaic crabs."

"Huh?"

"It's what you call embroidered ridges cooked like crabs. We call them mosaic crabs."

Adrian was stunned for a while before saying, "A group?"

"Yeah, so many, so poisonous, so boring."

Hill heard Adrian's heavy sighs and understood very well how his dear uncle could do this. With a slight sympathy in his heart, he tried his best to control the urge to laugh.

Adrian, still don't understand, what is mosaic?

Then he heard a terrible word, and Adrian asked quietly, "Can you take a picture for me?"