Pirate: I, son of Roger, Admiral!

Chapter 739 Is it him?

"what!?"

This time, without waiting for the ordinary people on the ground to react, the black mask with his feet on the air screamed out first. The black mask had been put back by him at some point. The eyes almost flow out of the hole in the mask.

In the sky, the red light and shadow left by the crimson flame finally dissipated slowly. However, when all the red light was blown away by the wind, a black shadow was like a rock on the seashore. Let the tide recede, it still stands, stay there quietly.

But it was this kind of quietness that made the blood vessels in the black mask's brain almost explode!
how can that be! ?
What the hell is this?

It wasn't until this time that the people on the ground finally realized that they suddenly discovered that the terrifying dragon's breath that could destroy everything should have annihilated everything in the midair into powder. As soon as it dissipated, there was actually something in the area covered by the red light that stood still!
Countless gazes intertwined on that thing at the same time, and they recognized what it was almost instantly.

It was an egg.

To be precise, it was a black egg, a burnt black egg.

The reason why it is said to be a burnt black egg is because there are still circles of burning marks on its surface. Obviously, this black egg has also experienced many hardships in the red flame.

However, the sound of the perch head just now came from here.

Could it be that?
Click click!

As if to confirm the conjectures in everyone's minds, the black egg suspended in the sky suddenly peeled off piece by piece.

It was as if there was a big hand in the dark, swiftly smashing the eggshell of the black egg, and then peeling off the egg white layer by layer with ease, finally revealing the egg yolk that has attracted much attention...

"No way!?"

"Really!?"

"This is too exaggerated!"

The egg yolk had just appeared in everyone's field of vision, and it immediately caused an uproar among the crowd. Everyone raised their heads in a daze, their eyes seemed to be firmly grasped and nailed there, and there was no way to understand what happened what.

In the sky, the black egg that had been stripped off with only the yolk left was indeed the head of a sea bass!

At this moment, Bass Head is curling his body into a ball, as if he sensed that the eggshell and egg whites outside of him have been peeled off, Bass Head also slowly opened his eyes, and then stretched out a Lazy, and even yawned, while wiping away tears, he glanced at the black mask from the corner of his eye:
"Your attack is very powerful. If you change someone, you may have already KO, but me, a little bit stronger, and,"

Perch paused for a moment, then continued.

"A disaster-level attack is not like this. Let me demonstrate it to you?"

Before he finished speaking, the opposite side had turned into a black mask of a dragonman, the scales all over his body suddenly opened piece by piece, and the blood in every blood vessel was instantly icy cold!

What, what's going on?
What's the matter with this inexplicable killing intent that makes people feel hairy?
Anyway, I am also the leader of the best espionage organization under the world's government. In this world, there are only a handful of people who can defeat me head-on, except for the monsters at the top of the world's government , I am afraid that only the Four Emperors above the sea can say such things.

And this guy in front of him, just released a murderous aura towards him, which was enough to make him terrified!

Of course, with the intention to kill, how could he not take any action?

Just when the black mask was a little hesitant about the murderous aura of the squid head, the squid head on the opposite side had already waved his palm, aiming at the proteins that had been peeled off from his body, and then activated his thoughts.

In the next second, the falling of the peeled off black eggshells and egg whites stopped for a moment, and then slowly crumbled into tiny dots all over the sky under the control of the perch head gesture.

"That, is that?"

Everyone looked up in horror, and saw the fragments of egg whites and eggshells slowly spreading in the sky. The black eggs, which seemed to be only a dozen meters in diameter, quickly disintegrated into a sky full of black in a few seconds. The cloud directly enveloped the entire square, even Dragon Palace City, and even most of the entire Murloc Island by this black mist!
And with the disintegration of the black egg and the formation of black clouds, everyone finally saw clearly what was the thing that made up the black egg in the first place.

sand.

Yes, those are grains of sand. I don’t know what method was used by the perch head to make them compress in a small space, thus achieving great density and hardness!
But now, all the black sand contained in the black egg has been liberated, and its amount can cover most of the Murloc Island!

"Hehe, the real disaster is like this!"

Perch head looked up at the black sand cloud, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then waved his palm, aiming at the black mask on the opposite side, and then held it in the air!

"Sand Hell·Funeral!"

Whirring whirring!

The words can't be followed, and the moment Ba Yutou's voice fell, the black mask on the opposite side suddenly felt an indescribable feeling, as if there were big hands invisible, binding himself firmly in place!

"Damn! What is this!"

It wasn't until he struggled many times to no avail that he finally realized that there were several strands of black sand as thin as mist, winding around his armpits, neck, waist and hips, and pressing him firmly to the ground. !

Immediately afterwards, another black sand appeared out of thin air, as if it was a powerful brush from ancient times. Around the black mask, a standard cross was drawn in black. At the core of the cross was the black man bound to the ground. mask!
"seal up!"

After fixing the black mask and drawing the cross, the perch head let out another cold snort.

In the next second, the cloud of black sand covering most of the Murloc Island suddenly spun wildly, turning into a whirlpool of black sand in the blink of an eye, pouring continuously towards the center of the cross!

At the same time, Quinn, who was sitting on the high platform, stared at the black sand flowing into the cross from the sky, seemed to think of something for a moment, and after a few seconds, he suddenly slapped his head , the fat all over his face is stretched into a big pie:
"Is this the trick? Could it really be him?"

(End of this chapter)