Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 107, Attack

"No no no no!"

The threat of death made Ban Milet struggle with all his might.

For the first time, he knew that there was so much power in his body, but his struggle had no effect, leaving nothing but a series of unintelligible voices and sand marks on the ground.

Suddenly, Mosa frowned and looked in the direction where O'Brien was coming at a high speed.

"It's getting faster and faster, and the interval between each time O'Brien finds me is shortening!"

Mosa's eyes widened suddenly when the picture came from the next moment.

"O'Brien. Injured!"

"who is it?"

Who did it!
an hour ago.

After O'Brien turned on the Domineering Qi and scanned carefully, he landed in an oasis with peace of mind and took a rest.

Chasing that ink shark intensively for seven days, and having to deal with the destructive natural disaster attacks from time to time, this is also a big challenge for the young and vigorous O'Brien, and he is already a little tired now.

O'Brien looked around at this small oasis. There were countless such ordinary small oases in Heliopolis, and they didn't look any different at all.

He found a comfortable place, pushed aside the fallen leaves and lay down, relaxing his tense mind and muscles.

In a daze, suddenly a chill rose from behind.

O'Brien didn't have time to think about why he didn't react with his vigilance and arrogance, and followed his body's instinctive reaction, so he rushed forward!
But when he was about to stand up and escape, he found that his body sank, and then he was stabbed fiercely in the back by a black ground thorn made of sand.

The ground thorns are solid, and if you look carefully, you can see a variegated color under the black ground thorns. It turns out that the ground thorns are not made of black sand at all, and the black is the appearance of the rich armed color!
The ground thorn ruthlessly pierced O'Brien's armed domineering hastily gathered, and inserted into his body!

"what!"

The pain also stimulated O'Brien, he pulled out the sand thorns on his back fiercely, and the sand thorns immediately turned into dust and scattered all over the sky.

O'Brien looked around the somewhat gloomy oasis with a somewhat ferocious face. The oasis, which was usually full of vitality and refreshing, was now lifeless, with a touch of dark gray in the emerald green.

gray sand.
who is it!
A rough and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears, that voice was so familiar, so familiar that he once vowed that he would never forget it in this life!

"O'Brien, you are dead, you can't escape today!"

O'Brien's eyes widened. "You are."

On the pitch-black desert, several figures in cloaks were on their way at high speed.

With each step, they can cross the distance that ordinary people can only walk in tens of seconds. This dead desert seems to be much more tolerant to them.

An old voice sounded, and he asked casually.

"What's going on over there, we seem to have been delayed for a long time"

A cloaked figure moved, as if taking out something to take a look, and then a young female voice responded.

"Just right."

After thinking about it, she added, "Everything is under control!"

"This country is going to be in chaos!" the old voice sighed.

The tall figure in the middle who had not made a sound spoke for the first time after hearing the sigh of the old voice: "Heliopolis will not be chaotic, we will kill everything! Trust me!"

The voice is calm and contains the confidence of mastering everything.

Three 10 minutes ago.

Boom!

On the pitch-black desert, gray and blue collide crazily, splashing countless "ripples" on the desert, dunes collapsing, rain splashing, and wreaking havoc everywhere.

"Don't waste your efforts! Your rainwater has almost no restraint on me. Moreover, just for the convenience of fighting, all the rainwater from the whole country is gathered here. Very sorry - Your Majesty O'Brien, King of Heliopolis!"

Saibatus yelled boldly!

carefree!

It's so refreshing!

This is what I've been looking forward to for so many years, the battle with this man!
O'Brien stared ferociously at the man he was very familiar with, his eyes were deep. It was his brother who had disappeared for a while, Sybatus.

"As long as I survive, there will be hope for this country. If I am no longer here, then this country has no meaning to exist!"

"Sure enough, it was a mistake for that stupid old man to pass on the throne to you!" Saibatus urged the fruit ability with all his strength, turning into a tall jackal god.

The gray sand is more turbulent!
boom!
The two former princes of Heliopolis finally broke out today in an unnamed desert somewhere in the kingdom. The battle for the throne that should have erupted when the old king died eight years ago.

Looking from a distance, a large number of blue water dragons and several gray giant sand dogs with a breath of death are entangled together, as if in the ancient legend of Heliopolis, the water god wanted to get back the soul of his son from Anubis, the god of death. And the reenactment of the scene of leading the army to attack the underworld is magnificent and shocking!
"Sai, Saibatus!?" Mosa felt uncertainly about the person chasing after O'Brien again with his knowledge and knowledge - the wolf-headed man with the dead breath of sand, um, it was Saibatus !
Mosa, who was severely beaten up by Fatty, was deeply impressed by this unscrupulous, unscrupulous, unscrupulous, insane, beastly dressed, colorful, and unscrupulous perpetrator who beat up children without hesitation!
"Hiss—" Mosa gasped with a toothache.

"Why did you meet this catastrophe again?" Thinking of the unbearable experience of being beaten up
Mosa felt a little pain in his face, no, not just his face, but his whole body
"O'Brien is being hunted down by him? Is that Saibatus so strong?"

Mosa, who had fought against Saibatus, was a little hesitant. He admitted that Saibatus was very strong, but in his opinion, even if the factor of O'Brien's restraint against him was excluded, and purely based on the comparison of theoretical strength, among the two people, O'Brien was the most powerful. Brian is stronger!

O'Brien's current image is disheveled and disheveled. Not only is the gorgeous robe half torn, he can only be bare-chested, his trousers are also stained dark red with blood, and there are spots of dirt stuck to them. , The tall crown that Mosa complained about several times is gone.

Most importantly, the left shoulder of the golden armor was broken!
Bright red blood flowed down from O'Brien's left shoulder, staining his robe red, and in a flash, Mosa even noticed a bloody hole in his back!
What a mess!Pharaoh of the rain, Lord O'Brien!

The corner of Mosa's mouth grinned gloatingly.

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