The 'Thunder God's Gun' thrown by Weir made a terrifying whistling sound in the air.

The speed of the 'Thunder God's Spear' was increasing, and a silver-white afterimage slowly appeared behind it.

Finally, when the speed reached the limit, it hit the ground under the feet of the natives.

There was no explosion as expected.

After Thor's gun hit the ground, it first shrank into a fist-sized black circle, like a small black hole.

Then this small black hole began to generate a huge suction force, sucking all the surrounding soil and nearby indigenous people. The strong suction force and highly compressed energy directly turned everything into dust

Finally, after reaching a certain limit, Thor's gun had a huge explosion.

"Boom."

A large piece of soil was blown away by the powerful shock wave, and those unlucky natives were directly gasified by the huge power and high temperature of Thor's gun.

The white light continuously eroded the forest and the gathering place of the indigenous people, and all within a radius of half a kilometer were affected.

All objects swept by the terrifying energy produced by the explosion of Thor's gun were all turned into dust.

Even Weier, who was high in the sky, was blown high by the impact, and was a little confused for a while.

Finally, after more than ten seconds, the explosion produced by Thor's gun disappeared, and the aborigines just now were wiped out, and the ground became incomparably neat, as if brushed by an invisible big hand, neat, but somewhat desolate.

The only exception is a mass of blue-black objects.

That's right, those native kings, their most powerful leaders.

But now the frost dragon transformed by the old man is also quite miserable.

A large amount of flesh and blood on the body turned into coke, and the two fleshy wings had all disappeared, and even the extremely ferocious dragon head had been slightly deformed.

Weier fell from the sky and walked up to the Frost Dragon.

"It's really a tenacious vitality. If I bear Thor's gun myself, I may not be able to survive."

The Frost Dragon moved slightly, as if it was about to stand up and continue fighting with Weir. Unfortunately, it is already a body that is dying. No matter how powerful its vitality is, it is impossible to recover when half of its body has been completely blown away. .

The frost dragon began to shrink slowly, and finally returned to its human form.

"Go, go to the back mountain, and find those despicable people. The secret treasure of our clan can be obtained by a strong person like you, but it must not be obtained by those despicable people. Those rats are not worthy of the knowledge of our ancestors."

After finishing speaking, the old man kicked his legs and raised his pigtails.

Weier was speechless for a while, what was going on with the race in front of him, he had wiped them out, so what did he say that even if he let himself get it, he couldn't let those despicable people get it?What are these theories?

And what did the despicable people in his mouth do to make this old man hate them so much?

Maybe Houshan is simply a place of death and no life?The old man was trying to lure Will there and kill him?

However, when encountering such an interesting event, Will would go and see everything.

As for the location of the back mountain, it is quite obvious now that most of the gathering places of these aborigines have been flattened by Weir, and the remaining part should be the so-called back mountain.

At this time, on the back mountain, there were three furtive figures watching the direction of Weier.

"Boss, boss, what should we do? Shichibukai has also come to this island. It seems that he is coming towards us. Why don't we take the 'key' and withdraw first."

The one who was talking was a little fat man covered in bandages because of his serious injury. At this time, he looked in the direction of Weir with fear on his face.

Although Weier's blow just now did not cause any harm to his body, it has completely defeated his fighting spirit.

A gloomy old man also looked in Will's direction.

"Don't be kidding, I gave almost everything for that technology, you're telling me to withdraw now? If you don't help me find that damn laboratory today, I'll take your skin off.

Dead fish, if he wants to escape at all, he will chop off his legs for me, and his hand is enough to unlock the mechanism. "

At this time, a tall murloc was silently standing behind the old man, wearing a slave-specific collar around his neck.

The murloc didn't answer, and the old man didn't ask, because he was used to the murloc's silence.

"No, don't cut off my legs. I can't do it if I don't run. Hey, I shouldn't be greedy for money and come to this ghost place."

Just when they were about to leave, a voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Oh? If I'm not mistaken, you are the Odin Kur that that kid said?"

After hearing the voice behind them, the three of them remained motionless as if they had all been hit by a hold spell.

It was the murloc slave who turned his head first, looking at Weier with already somewhat dead eyes.

"Lei. Thunder Swordsman Vail, I surrender, please don't kill me, I can take you to the laboratory of those indigenous ancestors, I have the key with me."

The little fat man who was threatened just now directly expressed his surrender after seeing Weir.

"Are you Thunder Swordsman Vail? It seems that you have met Harry. How is he doing now?"

Odin Kuhl turned around and looked at Weier coldly.

"Who gave you the courage to talk to me like that? Old man."

After Weier finished speaking, he dodged directly to Odin Kuhl's side, and grabbed the opponent's neck.

Because Weier was too hard, the bones on Odin Kuhl's neck made a crackling sound.

"Let go of me````You know who I am, I work for the Tianlong people."

The face of Odin Kuhl, who was strangled by the neck, was already flushed due to insufficient blood supply, and his eyes began to roll upwards.

"Tianlong people? Hehehe, go ask those Tianlong people if they dare to be arrogant in front of me. You, a dog of Tianlong people, dare to yell at me?"

Click, Odin Kuhl's neck was cut off, his body became limp like a slender body, and then he was thrown aside by Weier.

The little fat man covered in bandages became even more frightened after seeing this situation.

"Brother, don't kill me, I'm very useful."

The little fat man prostrated himself on the ground and thanked Will directly.

Weier looked at the little fat man and laughed, feeling that although the little man had no backbone, he was quite interesting.

"Hehehe, little fat man, get up, I won't kill you."

Then Will looked at the murloc, which was a very strong murloc.The skin on the body seems to be red due to long-term exposure to sunlight, with big lips and some beards on the chin.

"Hey, murloc over there, what's your name?"

After the murloc heard Weier's question, he hesitated for a moment.

"My name is Taylor, Fisher Taylor."

"Fisher? What's your relationship with Fisher Tiger?"

Weir was quite surprised when he heard the name Fisher Taylor.

"Fisher Tiger is my blood, my hero."

"Oh?" Weier looked at the murloc in front of him. No wonder he felt a little familiar, because the murloc in front of him looked very similar to Fisher Tiger, and they were definitely very close relatives.

"Hehehe, what a coincidence, but you are so lucky to meet me."

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