Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

The first mate leaned against the wall and sat on the ground. He covered his mouth and gasped for breath. There were big beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, all covered in cold, viscous, greasy sweat.

You can't make a sound if you cover your mouth.

The cold sweat is due to the wound.

He didn't have time to deal with it, so he could only lean against the wall hard to block the wound in this way to avoid losing more blood.

Even so, the red blood still flowed down from his back, forming a meandering trace on the ground.

Of course the chief mate knew that the smell of blood would attract the Kraken. There was no doubt about it. Sharks could smell the blood from small wounds of creatures several kilometers away, and what the Kraken could do was only more exaggerated than this.

But he couldn't care less.

Breaking through the siege almost used up all the first officer's luck. It is only a fluke that he is still alive. When facing the enemy with a negative number, the effect of Yanling sickle Itachi is very limited, and the most basic physical fitness is the premise of everything , even if Kama Itachi tells you that there are enemies in front, back, left, and right, and also tells you the best dodge route at the same time, but if your own physical fitness can't keep up, you can only look at the best dodge route in the end, which is useless.

That was the case with the first mate at the time.

The three sea-monsters attacked at the same time, and he tried his best to block two of them. This is still his extraordinary performance. As for the third sea-monster, he did find it while driving the Weasel Scythe, but the first officer had no extra strength. Dodging, in the end, he could only watch the sea monster tear his back.

He escaped with a grenade.

The first mate leaned against the wall tightly, pushing harder and harder. Of course it would hurt, but what he wanted was severe pain.

Excessive blood loss would lead to coma. In fact, with the current blood loss of the first officer, an ordinary person would already be unconscious. This is also thanks to his mixed-race physique, and his bloodline is not low.

However, as a descendant of God, I am not an ordinary mixed race.

The first mate smiled wryly.

His golden pupils, which were dimmed due to serious injuries, gradually climbed to a touch of madness.

It didn't look like the look a first officer should have at all.

Emotions like madness are similar to Uncle Iwata's body. As for the first officer, he has always been calm and rational.

Therefore, abnormality means abnormality.

The first mate knew very well that the blood of the gods was also a curse, and behind the glamorous god descendants were ghosts that had fallen into darkness.

If this goes on like this, if he continues to overdraw his mental support, he will very likely degenerate into a ghost.

The so-called ghosts are pathetic creatures like sea monsters.

The first officer gritted his teeth and pulled out a syringe, which contained stimulants, which could save lives on the battlefield.

Even if its side effects are great, even for the chief mate, there is still the risk of overdrawing the spirit and leading to corruption.

The first mate raised the corners of his mouth slightly and pushed the stimulant into his neck, which was the fastest way to exert its effect.

During this process, the veins from his neck to his face protruded violently one by one, and twisted like an earthworm. The smile at the corner of his mouth was still there, but it looked very ferocious.

Finally, a stimulant was finished.

Quiet for a while.

The first officer let out a long breath.

This is five times the dose of an ordinary person. After extraction and concentration, even a dying elephant can be alive and kicking after a single injection.

The hormone took effect quickly, and the heart began to beat strongly again. The first officer stood up slowly against the wall, his bleeding stopped, and the raised muscles squeezed together as if they had self-awareness. This way of stopping the bleeding couldn't be more brutal. Moreover, there is a huge hidden danger. When the effect of the stimulant wears off, the first officer will be paralyzed even if he does not die.

Oh, of course, there is a third possibility.

Fallen into a ghost.

Either dead, paralyzed, or corrupted.

It looks like this is where I belong.

The first officer twisted his neck, making a crunching sound.

For dreams, Iwata, I can only count on you.

Dashan, Kenta, Pepper, and Lu Mingfei.

Faces on the Sonny flashed before his eyes.

For some reason, Lu Mingfei was the last one to freeze.

The first officer asked Uncle Iwata to check Lu Mingfei's bloodline several times. Although the conclusion was the same every time, Lu Mingfei was just an ordinary person, not a mixed race, but the first officer always felt that there was something wrong.

But what exactly is the problem, the chief mate couldn't tell.

In the end it could only come down to his intuition.

Speaking of which, the first officer actually recognized Uncle Iwata's initial evaluation of Lu Mingfei from the bottom of his heart.

Indeed, Lu Mingfei did not look like an ordinary person.

But he is not of mixed race.

So what is the problem?
This doubt has been deeply rooted in the first mate's heart.

Still lingering until now.

The first mate stayed on all the time and didn't enter the secret passage, just to ensure the privacy of the safe house.

He left a message for Iwata in the captain's log.

Apart from the necessary explanations, the most important content in it was to remind him to be careful of Lu Mingfei.

Maybe other people will underestimate Lu Mingfei because he is not a mixed race, but the first officer will not.

He trusted his instincts.

Speaking of which, what is Lu Mingfei doing now?

Such a thought flashed through the first mate's mind, and he couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

Really, he was almost at the point where he couldn't protect himself, so why did he still think about Lu Mingfei.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Lu Mingfei really has a problem, it has nothing to do with him.

After all, he would probably be dead by then.

The sickle weasel of the wind demon brought back information.

The first officer fired a shot upwards.

A hole exploded in the ceiling.

He raised his head and looked at the pair of golden pupils
The mate grinned.

"Welcome to."

"hell."

…………

The razor broke.

The blade part of the front end whirled and flew out, piercing into the steel ship wall.

Uncle Iwata supported the shaft of the razor and stepped back.

He clutched his ribs and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Uncle Iwata stared at the two Krakens in front of him.

One was blind in one eye, and a layer of scalp scales had been scraped off, revealing a sharp skull.

The other end was even worse. Iwata had already disemboweled him, and the colorful intestines flowed out all over the place.

But they are worthy of the name of monsters. Even if they are injured like this, their perverted vitality still supports their actions.

In Iwata's words, he thinks that he won't be weaker than any Kraken in a one-on-one fight.

There is even the confidence to kill it.

But there are two ends here.

"cut!"

"The first mate, what's going on."

"Aren't you trying to attract the sea monster's attention?"

"Why did I let Lao Tzu let go of both ends?"

"Really, can you be more reliable, that guy!"

Uncle Iwata said to himself, he was using this method to remind himself to concentrate, he bled a lot, if he didn't say something, he was really afraid that he would lose consciousness and pass out if he lost his mind.

"Speaking of which, Brother Lu doesn't know where he is."

"He should be fine."

"It's really worrying."

Uncle Iwata blinked in a daze, and a double image appeared in front of his eyes. He didn't even know what he was talking about, and his mind was in a mess.

Probably this is the so-called dying time.

It's really not reconciled to say it.

Obviously this time they are so close to their dreams.

The skirt of the goddess is in front of her eyes.

They have even seen the legendary follower.

I heard that it was an active island, and the moving island in Unsolved Mysteries of the World refers to it, but Iwata believes that this is not an island at all, but a living creature.Or a super giant sea turtle, or an ancient whale, or maybe, this is simply an unknown creature that has lived from ancient times to the present.

Decades ago in the summer, as a young boy, Iwata told another little boy his guesses.

Then he smiled and held out his palm.

"Come on, be my first mate."

"Let's go see it together."

"The living island."

"Sure, it's super cool!"

The other little boy looked like he didn't want to talk to Iwata despite his stinky face.

But his hand, in the end, carried Iwata's hand.

"Great!"

Iwata cheered.

This dream, from the summer of that year, has been achieved today.

About adventure, about dreams, about friendship.

Before you know it, half your life has passed.

Maybe it's time to wake up.

Uncle Iwata thought so.

It's just that I'm really not reconciled.

It's so close to the dream.

Obviously one more step forward, as long as one step is enough.

Why did it just fall down in this kind of place.

I'm really not reconciled...

"Brother Lu, brother Lu..."

Unwillingness and regret filled Uncle Iwata's heart.

Although he was still repeating Lu Mingfei's name, these were just his meaningless murmurs. If he could, he really wanted to continue living, as well as the first officer, Dashan Xiaojiao, his crew, and Sonny. Let's go and see if the legendary moving island is a living creature as I thought.

But now it seems that this matter probably cannot be done.

Uncle Iwata finally lowered his head.

His stimulants have already been used.

With sea monsters all around him, if he fell asleep this time, he might really not be able to wake up.

So Uncle Iwata told himself over and over again.

Can't sleep, can't sleep, absolutely can't sleep.

He was still whispering over and over again.

Even though the sound has been trailed, only he can hear it.

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, Brother Lu..."

But someone still heard his call.

"Oh, uncle."

This is……

Who is this?
Iwata thought in a daze.

He felt like his brain was like a rusty gear, it couldn't turn, no matter how much it turned, it couldn't turn, even if he gritted his teeth and tried his best, he could only make a toothache sound.

The ears are still passively receiving external information.

"Hold on, uncle."

"Don't die."

That's right, this voice must be Lu Mingfei.

Uncle Iwata found it strange. He searched for it for a long time, but he couldn't find where Lu Mingfei was hiding.

And there are so many sea monsters on the Sonny, how could Lu Mingfei walk through it safely.

Such doubts are only fleeting.

Uncle Iwata's heart was quickly filled with a thought.

do not come!

There are two Krakens here!

Lu Mingfei!No matter what method you used to hide before!It works!Get out of here now and leave me alone!
hide! ·Hide as long as you can!
It's too dangerous here!

leave quickly!Hide!
Uncle Iwata wanted to roar hoarsely, to remind Lu Mingfei in this way.

But his body can no longer support him to fulfill these thoughts.

Indeed, in this world with hybrids and dragons, there really is such a thing as a miracle.

When the hybrid race is at the critical point of life or under extreme mental stimulation, the mind influences the matter, thereby creating various miracles. Similar cases are not once or twice.

But at this moment, Uncle Iwata, the term miracle does not apply.

He's already doping himself.

Even if the spirit affects matter, there must be a foundation that can be influenced. Uncle Iwata's potential has been burned up as fuel by stimulants. Now he is truly exhausted.

With all his strength, all Uncle Iwata could do was raise his head.

In a sense, for Uncle Iwata in this state, it is a miracle that he was able to complete even if he only raised his head.

As for warning Lu Mingfei, tell him to stay away.

It can only be said to be wishful thinking.

There is simply no way to do it.

Uncle Iwata opened his mouth, but this time he couldn't even pronounce the words "Little Brother Lu", and only some syllables with different meanings came out.

So, can you just watch Lu Mingfei die before your eyes?

Although Lu Mingfei only joined the ship recently, and even strictly speaking, Lu Mingfei is not a crew member of the Sonny.

But Uncle Iwata has regarded him as a member of the Sonny.

Then, things look very simple to Uncle Iwata.

He is the captain of the Sonny, and Lu Mingfei is the crew of the Sonny. The captain should have the bounden duty of protecting the crew.

Even if he died, as the captain, he would definitely die before his own crew.

Maybe it's also because of this idea.

He works miracles.

Uncle Iwata raised his head and saw clearly what was happening in front of him.

"road……"

I can't say anything after that.

He watched Lu Mingfei walking towards him.

His calmness and calmness are completely different from his embarrassing self.

It's as if this isn't some siren's lair, but a pirate ship theme park.

Uncle Iwata couldn't turn his head.

In his imagination, Lu Mingfei, who has been hiding until now, must be very embarrassed even if he is still alive.

Panicked, distracted, and not crying out, this Lu Mingfei can already be regarded as an excellent psychological quality.

But what's going on now?

Uncle Iwata couldn't figure it out.

But what he couldn't figure out was quickly thrown behind him.

Because of the next scene, Uncle Iwata almost stared out his eyes.

That sea monster... those two sea monsters...

They rushed towards Lu Mingfei together!
Uncle Iwata wanted to brandish the razor and rush over.

He wants to save Lu Mingfei!

As someone who has personally fought with two sea monsters so far, no one knows how strong these two sea monsters are better than him.

Didn't he even cut his own razor in two?

And what about Lu Mingfei?
Lu Mingfei is just an...ordinary person who doesn't even have dragon blood!
Uncle Iwata was very anxious.

Then he saw Lu Minfei punching and kicking each other.

The two sea monsters exploded into flesh and blood, leaving no bones left.

Uncle Iwata: ...

He remained in a state of disquiet.

The emotion hasn't turned the corner yet.

Just a vague doubt arose in my heart.

In other words, Brother Lu... is he really an ordinary person?

What kind of guy am I worrying about!