Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 781 Voyage Diary
Rumble!
Another thunder.

The dark sea surface was pale, reflecting the same whiteness on the deck of the "Graybird".

On the wet deck, many strange and deformed figures appeared out of thin air!
Under the dazzling white light, their appearance was clear for a moment.

Those are the murlocs of the destroyed Ilamt Port!

All the scales that originally covered their bodies peeled off, revealing their slippery and strange skin.

Wet, clear mucus was dripping from them.

They had been completely killed by gunfire, but for some unknown reason, they reappeared here and became out-and-out monsters.

Both eyes of these monsters have vertical pupils, and their eyes are very light and almost transparent.

The next second, their dull eyes looked at the cabin entrance in unison.

There, the door is opened from the inside.

Han Zhan and a group of girls appeared at the door and saw clearly the monsters on the deck.

"A Zhan, the roller cannon is on the deck, behind them." Nuan Xue reminded.

"You can't use cannons. If you use cannons, the Gray Bird will be seriously damaged." Shang Siting shook her head.

Seeing those monsters being attracted by the light, they began to rush towards this side quickly.

Han Zhan immediately said:

"Xiao Zao and I will deal with these monsters. Others, please return to the cabin."

"Xiao Jin, you are a sword cultivator and you have certain means of self-protection. You are responsible for protecting everyone's safety!"

"Si Ting, please continue to look through the diary just now and see if there are more records about this kind of monster!"

Han Zhan made a decision within a few breaths and told him to go ahead.

Everyone didn't say much and took action immediately.

Han Zhan and Feng Xiaozao walked out of the cabin and came to the deck.

At this time, another bolt of thunder pierced the sky.

Pale light penetrated the clouds, illuminating the "Greybird".

It also allowed them to see more resurrected monsters hidden in the darkness.

On the outer wall of the hull, on the mast, on the ropes, on the bow deck... everywhere!
Their glassy, ​​transparent pupils looked at themselves, and they opened their mouths, revealing the swirling sharp teeth inside.

Facing such a scene that could be called a horror movie, Feng Xiaozao swallowed subconsciously.

In terms of combat experience, she is not even as good as an auxiliary nanny like Ling Zhen.

"Don't worry, they can't break your defense."

Beside him, Han Zhan comforted him with a determined expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out and jumped towards the group of mutated and resurrected fish-man corpses.

As the dead old fishman said, the fishmen are a race good at fighting.

These resurrected alienated fish-men, holding rusty long knives or harpoons entwined with water plants in their hands, attacked the Korean War with agility.

Dangdang Dangdang!
After several consecutive collisions, the sound of gold and iron clashed. At some point, Han Zhan had a long sword as bright as the moonlight in his hand.

The former eighth-level weapon, Yuehua Long Sword.

After Han Zhan completely integrated the ancient magic weapon Xuanyuan Sword, he has been eating dust in the storage bag and has no chance to play again.

But now, it's been brought out again.

Many of the effects of the Moonlight Sword obviously cannot be used in a world shrouded in special rules like Planet Water.

But even if all the effects are discarded, the Moonlight Sword is still an eighth-level weapon, and it is also the most powerful weapon at present. The moonlight like water surged in Han Zhan's hands, and he moved his sword and steps in a staggered manner, like a butterfly flying through flowers, passing through the alienated fish crowd.

The Yuehua long sword kept swinging out in his hand, and the antelope-horned sword's curved blade accurately harvested the heads of each murloc.

In an instant, heads were flying on the deck, and blue-purple blood was splashing.

Feng Xiaozao was still shocked that even without the blessing of talent, Han Zhan's melee abilities were so terrifying.

On the outer wall of the ship on the side, several alienated fishmen have climbed up from the sea.

Not only were they resurrected, but they were also given extremely high combat understanding. Knowing that the guy who was killing everyone was difficult to deal with, they immediately shifted their target to another woman who looked weak and incompetent.

Feng Xiaozao was still in a daze. Her combat awareness was indeed very poor and she had no combat experience.

Three or five ferocious-looking fishmen were already attacking from both sides!

They raised their anchors or swords high in the air, and before Feng Xiaozao could react, they struck her crazily.

"Ah!" Feng Xiaozao was startled by the sudden attack and subconsciously exclaimed.

But the next second, the knife that struck her immediately broke into two pieces, and the rebounding blade hit the face of the sneak attack fishman and was embedded in the face.

Another anchor that was even more rusty was rotted into a pile of iron filings, leaving a bare handle in the fishman's hand.

Feng Xiaozao and the fish man looked at each other.

After reacting, Feng Xiaozao quickly punched.

This punch seemed to have no force at all.

The delicate and white fists have the flavor of a gangster's excited punch.

But when this light punch hit the alienated fishman on the opposite side, the latter immediately felt like being hit by a Ferris wheel. In an instant, his bones and flesh flew away and exploded into countless pieces.

"So...weak?"

Feng Xiaozao looked down at his fist in surprise.

Only then did she seem to understand what Han Zhan meant when he said don't worry.

So it turns out there’s really nothing to worry about?
Feng Xiaozao followed the same pattern again, throwing a few punches at will. As long as those alienated fish-men were touched, they would be exploded into a ball of flesh and blood.

Just when Feng Xiaozao was getting better, the mass of flesh and blood that was originally broken by her punch suddenly moved.

Immediately, a large amount of flesh and blood reunited and pieced together into a complete alienated fish-man.

Not only Feng Xiaozao, Han Zhan also encountered the same situation.

Although these fishmen are no match for them, they cannot be killed completely!
Whether his head was chopped off by Han Zhan's sword or his body was shattered by Feng Xiaozao's punch, he would be resurrected after a few breaths and return to his original state.

And as they continue to fight, their hunger and mental values ​​are constantly declining.

This is the rule of the game.

Once their body values ​​drop to the lowest point, they may really be consumed to death by these alienated fish-men!

"Conserve your physical strength as much as possible and reduce the number of shots!" Han Zhan, realizing the seriousness of the problem, immediately said.

He and Feng Xiaozao retreated while fighting, retreated to the cabin door, and leaned against the cabin door, no longer attacking as wildly as they did at the beginning.

It was just nightfall, and it was still a long time to get through the whole night.

At this time, the "Grey Bird" suddenly shook its hull slightly, and then sailed toward the endless darkness ahead in the dark storm.

Shang Siting's voice rang in Han Zhan and Feng Xiaozao's ears.

"hold onto!"

"I have found the answer to this situation from that sailing diary!"

(End of this chapter)