Pirate's meat costume sword hero

Time flies to three days later...

Early that morning, bursts of cheers resounding across the sky suddenly erupted on the island...

Waves of cheers as Elnilu was killed completely detonated this island that had been suppressed for too long...

(▼へ▼メ)

At this time, veins popped out on Enilu's forehead. These despicable, despicable and deformed common people with wings but unable to fly should all deserve to die...

"Hey..." Terl, who was on the side, laughed mercilessly and said, "Enilu, you bastard is really unpopular..."

"Shut up, these damn freaks..."

Enilu's eyes were cold, and a cruel and cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Ter and said, "Do you have any problem with me destroying this place before I leave?"

"I have no objection..." Ter said with a sneer: "Although I really want to say this, I want to keep this place as a stronghold. The various shells with different functions that are special here are of great use to me. . Also don’t stop building the ark you plan to build.”

Enelu glared angrily at Ter, obviously having a lot of tolerance for his teasing...

"All of my capable men were killed by your order. It is no longer possible to have the kind of control that I had before. In addition, there is no manpower to build day and night, and my thunder metallurgical ability can shape metal, Fang Zhou wants to It will take less than ten years to be completed, don’t even think about it..."

After hearing the words, Ter pondered for a while, and then said: "Then make it smaller and can accommodate about 20 people. When war is launched in the future, it can transport high-end combat power as soon as possible."

"If the specifications are like this, it can be built within 5 years..." Enelu estimated secretly and replied.

"This is so much smaller than what you originally planned to build, so why does it only take twice as long?"

"Who told you that the time it takes to build an ark will be shortened by how many times it is smaller?"

Enelu replied with a sneer: "According to the rules of the ark you mentioned, the volume of the internal parts will be reduced accordingly. The precision requirements for it will be higher, and the difficulty of production will naturally be greater..." ..."

Terre was speechless for a moment, and it seemed like he was separated by a mountain. How could he understand this? He just looked astonished and pretended to be calm and nodded to express his understanding.

"You should recuperate first. You are not allowed to take any action against the island residents without my consent..." Terr specifically ordered and walked out of the cabin.

"Captain, I just went to the island to inquire about it. I heard that the old god Gan Fol on the empty island has returned and rescued the boatman who was imprisoned by Enel. Now he has wiped out Enel's original subordinates. It’s all gone…”

As soon as Terr walked out of the cabin and came to the deck, Lafitte stepped forward and reported the information to Terr...

"It doesn't matter whether the men before Enel are dead or alive, they are just a group of useless wastes with no strength. If they die, they will die. After Gan Fore calms down the situation on the empty island, send someone to contact him. , he said that the person who defeated Enelu wanted to meet him."

When Ter said this, he seemed to have thought of something, and said with a sneer: "If he doesn't understand current affairs, then tell him that I will let Eniru come back to take charge of Sky Island again..."

"Okay, Captain..."

Terr watched Lafitte leave, and then thought about what he had thought of. Since he agreed to Wen Bran to ring the golden bell, he must keep his promise. After all, it was just a piece of cake. In addition, he had to take Robin to see it. Historical text, after all, she only pursues this much now...

He ordered the crew not far away to find Robin, while he sneered and looked towards the boiling sky island.

It's too early for you to be happy. Be prepared to be my tool, Skylanders!

As Lafitte issued various instructions, the ship slowly set sail and headed towards the forbidden area towards Apayado...

Walking along the undulating sea of ​​clouds, the cheers that resounded through the sky continued to become lighter and softer, until they were inaudible.

Apayado, I didn't notice anything when I came here at night, but now I come here during the day, and the island in a primitive forest state is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the ships sailing among it have a strange and strange feeling that is not like the human world.

"Bang...boom..."

Suddenly, a cannonball hit hard in front of the ship that had just sailed into the Apayado Forest. The explosion of the cannonball caused the crew on the ship to scream in surprise...

"Qinghai people, this is our clan's holy land, no entry is allowed..."

A group of dozens of people dressed as African natives blocked the ship.

All the crew members were stunned, as Ter's figure appeared at the bow of the ship.

He pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist and looked at the Sandians scattered around the channel ahead with sharp eyes.

The Shandia people still inherit the tribal system and admire the glory of their ancestors. In addition, the men of their tribe are almost all born warriors. They are extremely malleable. As long as they master the armed color, they will be a good group of ready combat power.

Terr always had a bit of patience for tools with potential value, and said loudly to the Sandians blocking the front: "I defeated Eniru and gave you the opportunity to take back Apayado. Is this how you appreciate me?"

"Oh my god, it turns out it's him..."

"This, he actually defeated Enelu..."

"It turns out that it was him who defeated Enelu. It was not the handiwork of that useless old god..."

An indigenous young man with a mohawk, who was obviously the leader, walked out of the crowd, looked at Ter with wary eyes, and replied coldly: "Your Excellency claims to have defeated Eniro, what proof do you have..."

"Go and carry Enelu out..." Terr ordered Yesterday, who had been standing beside him.

Not long after, Enelu, whose upper body was still covered with bandages, was put on a stretcher and carried to the bow of the ship with a look of displeasure on his face, so that the Sandians could have a clear look.

"Oh my god, what a devil..."

"kill him....."

"Kill this demonic false god..."

As the group of Sandians screamed and roared, Enilu's face turned red and he became increasingly angry and embarrassed. He obviously felt great humiliation...

No matter how low his emotional intelligence was, Terr knew that he could no longer stimulate Enelu, otherwise he would be beaten to death. He waved his hand and signaled his men to quickly carry Enelu back, who almost fainted from anger...

"Sandia people, I know where your golden bell is, and I also know where your hometown is. Ring the golden bell and let the bell ring again to resound Apayado's dream. I will help you complete it... ..."

"Your Excellency has taken action to defeat Enelu. Our entire clan is grateful. Can you leave Enelu to our disposal..." Vaipa tentatively requested.

Terl sneered and shook his head, replying: "Enilu is now my crew member, leave it to you?

This is impossible, now you just need to answer me, are you willing to let the golden bell ring again in the land of Apayado..."

Vaipa looked excited, "This is the lifelong dream of us Sandia people. Of course we are eager to hear the bell ringing again, but why do you, as a Qinghai native, know so clearly about our affairs?"