Fairy’s Box

In the pale white fluorescent radiation, Clark walked alone to the huge platform in front of him, and the long shadow under him swayed slightly with the waves.

At the end of his field of vision, the huge pillar submerged into the headspace is the Optimus Pillar that communicates and supports the upper Atlantic Ocean.

It seems to be like a beacon, the entire platform provides light, and the altar built by the pirates is bathed in this light, a square-bottomed round altar connected with a piece of holy white, as if it is the outline of the deep sea enchantment reduced ten million times. Fits this race's worship to the sea emperor.

There is a forest to the northwest of Optimus Prime, and a temple stands out of place. It is located on a huge landslide with a smooth edge. The style and material are completely different from the surrounding buildings. Time has overwhelmed everything, and the former glory of the temple has been covered under layers of vines, leaving only a dozen remaining stone pillars to show the dignity of the past.

They once received the worship of all beings on the cliffs near the sea. At this time, the sea breeze here seems to be haunting the sacred song of praise.

Under the wave light projected by the Great Barrier, the figure of the stone pillar and Qinghaizhu faintly overlapped and attracted each other. Perhaps it was this faint sense of spiritual continuity that prompted the Sea Clan to keep the temple.

He felt that the air was flowing swiftly, and the heavy wind whistled past, as if an invisible giant was sprinting, shaking the earth faintly.

Clark was not surprised or stunned, because the source of all visions was the tall warrior in golden scales in front of him.

The navy admiral was extremely burly and sturdy, not inferior to the bull-like Clark, and his heavy armor made him even more oppressive.

The helmet part of this scale coat resembles the head of a seahorse, and the shoulder armors on both sides are shaped like round shields. The texture of the armor resembles the muscles of a horse, there are no pierced horns on the body, and there are a pair of tightly knotted arm rings on the upper arm, which is obviously a powerful armor.

What is astounding is that this sea general clearly stood still, and he could actually generate a big hurricane with every breath. It was like a powerful god's breath. The wind pressure and roar that Clark felt was entirely caused by his breathing.

Whoo-whoosh-!

The air is like a huge tide, rising and falling as the opponent's chest rises and falls, forming clear ripples in the space and shaking the earth faintly. Ordinary people just stand in front of him, they will feel a surge of qi and blood, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and then their physical strength declines and they are unable to fight.

Although Clark is far from being affected, he also realizes that the opponent in front of him is by no means a generalist. This lung strength alone has surpassed the scope of the fifth-order.

"I am the sea general who guards the pillar of the Atlantic Ocean, Haima Bai'an. If you are visiting the temple, you are free, but if you dare to hurt this pillar, then a few lives will not be enough to pay."

As soon as Bai'an opened his mouth, it was like the flood storage dam opened the valve, and the exhaled hurricane poured out from the gate like a 10,000-ton torrent, with the momentum of overwhelming everything, and smashed it towards the opponent.

Boom--!

The floor of the platform seemed to be under some unimaginable pressure. As the hurricane bombarded, a gully collapsed, and the turbulence formed by the air formed a clear convex surface, which hit Clark hard.

boom--!

The air flow spread out like splashing water, and in the soaring sand, Clark stood motionless on the spot, with his hands around his chest, his breath was as steady as a mountain, and he was not moved by the hurricane at all.

"If you are blown away by this blow, you will have a life left, but unfortunately... you made a big mistake!"

General Hai stayed where he was for the last time, but the figure had already rushed forward. The whole person seemed to be held up by the tide, and the earth shook violently, heading straight for the opponent.

"call……"

Clark leaned down immediately, his nose twitched, his whole body immediately leaned forward half a step, his hands were open like two horns on a cow's head, his legs stomped, and the mountain shook immediately.

His movement was like the shifting of a mountain. Not only did the stone platform he stepped on collapsed and shattered, creating a big pit, but he also threw it out with the entire terrain.

As the man slapped his palms, the air slammed like ice crystals shattered, and immediately collapsed into a circular vacuum layer.

boom--!

The banging of fists and palms was like thunder and fire, and the shock wave created a terrible storm on the platform, knocking all the nearby trees up and down. The altars disintegrated like building blocks in the hurricane, and the vines and shrubs covering the temple in the woods fell off in large pieces, turning into countless fragments and swept into the gust of wind.

The stalemate between the two people stagnated in the middle of the stone platform, like a sculpture standing here forever, but the ground under their feet couldn't stand such a shock, and a gap cracked on the center line of the confrontation between the two sides.

Crack-boom!

The gap suddenly widened amid the platform's whine, spewing out large tracts of sand and dust, dividing the entire stone platform in two. At this moment, the two took advantage of the trend of separation on the ground to simultaneously withdraw, facing each other, rushing out along both sides of the gap, their hands still bombarding each other as they ran.

Bang bang bang bang!

As the two dynamically blurred phantoms moved north synchronously, the gap on the platform seemed to be bombarded by a whole row of artillery fire, and the densely colored flames emerged, burning to the north like a lit lead.

"drink!"

At this moment, General Hai's face has turned completely black, and his veins are violently squirming like earthworms. The next moment, he exhaled like thunder, and his hands skyrocketed again, as if countless steel cables and iron cables were coiled around his arms, and a gust of wind rumbled. Punch hard.

"what!"

At the same time, when Clark drank in a deep voice, his aura also changed suddenly, and the power of gold soared. Under the expansion of muscles and bones, the muscles and bones of his body showed a rock-like texture, and the veins on his arms were like pythons, and he slapped the opponent fiercely. .

boom--!

The two of them clashed again without showing weakness, and the void at the collision point collapsed suddenly, twisting into unstable ripples, half of which were overlapping silver patterns, and the other half were golden light arcs that oscillated in circles. The two completely different violent forces are indistinguishable from each other, and they can only be discharged to the side, centered on the battle between the two, as if after a moment of delay, a shock wave swept across the entire stone platform.

At this moment, it seemed as if a terrible earthquake had occurred under the Optimus Pillar of the Upper Atlantic Ocean. The shock wave pouring down from the side was like a giant axe, piercing the split stone platform and creating a ten-digit-deep crack on the ground. . The castration formed on both sides continued to spread, one side cut off the landslide at the bottom of the temple, and the other side swept into the distance mercilessly, and soon there was a howl of sea residents.