My Heroic Life

The huge tentacles shook down in the sky, and Joan's eyes condensed and rushed forward, holding the holy flag in front of Roland to resist the attack that could smash the rocks, and the golden deer was heard loudly. The bow of the ship sank several meters, and the waves turned over from both sides and scattered on the deck.

Roland looked at Jeanne, who was blocking the attack for him. He no longer had the time to sigh where the small arms are so powerful. He kicked up on the deck and jumped over the tentacles and stabbed in. The slippery skin, and then the magic burst out and dragged the knife sharply, and in a short while, a wound that was more than ten meters long was cut.

The apostles were not far behind. Jason led a group of muscular men with two-handed axes and slashed at the tentacles of the bow, while Drake was shooting while observing. She looked at this huge monster, dealing with the weird marine creatures in the devil all year round. She keenly discovered that two of its many tentacles had been protecting a part in front of the bow side.

"The brain is there! Cut off the blocking tentacles!"

Drake yelled his command, and Joan, who received the order, pushed his tentacles to one side, and started to rush again with Roland. Behind him were the many apostles who followed, and the others began to nail the remaining tentacles on the bow with their spears.

"One for each!"

"understand!"

Roland yelled in the rush, and Jean drew a sword in response. Kraken's attack struck again, and the columnar shadow covered the two of them until the moment they hit, the two figures flickered, and they rushed out from left to right.

Among the splashing drops of water, the blond saint's long sword flickered cold, and the black-haired young long sword was awe-inspiring to kill. The two weapons reflected their brilliance in the sunlight at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding, and then cut horizontally at the same time.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Amid the screams of Kraken, the two tentacles covering the head were broken. Drake, who was stroking the golden rudder, opened his eyes wide, and the magical power poured into the hull under her through her body, the Golden Deer. All of a sudden, Yingying glowed.

"Good job! Then let's make a big one, bastard octopus!"

She laughed grandiosely, and the next moment the four turrets at the bow of the Golden Deer automatically pushed out, and the golden light of destruction roared out under the concentration of magic power, and shot at the head of the monster close at hand.

Chapter 48 Bronchitis

Kraken screamed frantically when the shells that shook the ship's hull screamed, and the fighting people on the ship grabbed the ship's hull urgently, but some people were still shaken.

"Lan!"

Roland, who was falling in the air, was also affected. The etheric body was much lighter than his physical body. The magic beam emitted an explosive shock wave that blasted him backwards. Jeanne, who was shocked, pounced at this. He held him in his arms and fell towards the bow.

Drake gritted his teeth and looked in front of the light. The powerful shelling beam was burning Kraken's head, but it seemed unable to penetrate it.

The pink-haired sea demon frowned, and the enemy was the giant sea monster in the myth. It must be extremely resistant to magic. It may be severely injured, but it is extremely difficult to kill it. Now that the battle has been achieved, it is better to say A brilliant result.

However, Drake is not satisfied with this.

"It is my pursuit to make possible the impossible things that others say."

She slapped her hand on the golden rudder. Among the many heroic spirits, it is also exclusive to the rare skill activation of a few people. Her name-the pioneer of the star, is to turn the impossible into a possible person. The highest achievement of the explorers is also a hymn to those who are brave and fearless to create miracles.

The turbulent magic power poured into the magic furnace of the Golden Deer again, the shelling that had already begun to weaken exudes a stronger light, Drake roared loudly, and the Golden Deer roared in response to the shaking of the hull.

"boom----!!!"

Caliber is truth, and equivalent is justice!

Under the action of the Star Trailblazer, the golden light beam was given stronger penetrability, and the terrible impact and heat that burst out suddenly stirred up the etheric ocean. Kraken’s huge head was penetrated in this attack, and the golden light continued to shoot forward. To the far distance of the mist.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

The sailors who watched the killer blow on the boat cheered excitedly. Their shouts were not only for the victory of this difficulty, but also for the great honor of defeating the sea monster.

Kraken, regardless of the reason for its appearance, this terrifying mythical sea monster was finally conquered by the warriors on the Golden Deer. This kind of heartfelt sense of accomplishment makes people intoxicated more than wine.

Finally don't have to be ashamed!

Roland’s tight cheeks also relaxed a little in the cheers. Although there was a smile on his face, he had already cheered with the sailors in his heart. He looked at Jeanne of Arc, the blond girl who hugged him and rolled around. There was a sweet smile at this time.

Looking at the girl who was relieved because of catching herself, Roland's complexion was distorted for a moment. This pure and impurity-free kindness and closeness touched his heart, but at this moment another flashed in his mind. A figure, an uncontrollable sense of guilt rose from the bottom of his heart.

It was a double sense of guilt, one was the guilt of the one he had loved because of his heartbeat, and the other was the guilt of Joan's disregard of his own protection and unconcealed kindness. He pretended to be calm and stood up separately from Jean. Stretched out his hand to her who was still sitting on the ground.

"Thank you, Lord Saint."

"You are the grand judge."

Roland listened to Joan of Arc's rare joke, couldn't help but laugh, he said helplessly:

"Although I am very grateful for your sacrifice, in fact, my etheric body can be restored. Don't do this next time."

"Well, but, I actually forgot about it at that time." Joan recalled her behavior and blushed and said, "Subconsciously the body moved, and the result seemed to have a counterproductive effect."

"No, actually I...nothing."

Roland looked at Joan of Arc tilted his head and looked confused and hesitated to speak. In fact, he had a strange feeling, but he couldn't describe it, and he couldn't say it.

On the other side, the sailors were already arguing. The gunners and paddlers on the lower deck had already rushed onto the deck, exclaiming at the huge monster that died on the bow. Jason and others surrounded Drake and said happily. What, the sea demon that consumes violent magic power is exhausted but in good spirits.

"Hey! Don't just cheer, work! Do you want the monster to drag the Golden Deer into the sea?"

Drake yelled to the sailors, and the excited crowd responded loudly. Under the command of First Officer Jason, they began to pull out the long spear that fixed the tentacle and the horn that nailed the Kraken's body.

"After this guy died, all his weight was on the boat. The bow is too heavy! Hurry up!"

"So big, is this guy a squid or an octopus?"

"Whatever you want, get it down quickly."

"Hey, have you finished talking? Throw the rope for us who fell when the gun was fired!"

The sailors performed their duties and quickly cleared up the mess. Drake at the rudder seemed to think of something and shouted: "Right! Who provoke this big guy?"

"!"

Roland stiffened, but Roer and others had already been identified on the other side.

"Oh? It's the good thing you did that brought us this mythical battle."

"Big sister, we are just fishing as usual."

"Yes, it's just bad luck, or too good luck."

"Luck is also part of strength. Needless to say, the Watchtower Night Watch will be handed to you in the next week."

The Golden Angler screamed, and Roland sighed as he watched the comrades' misery.

"Oh, it's so pathetic."

"Oh? Really? Lan?"

The blonde saint seemed to have thought of something when Drake was teaching the sailors. She put her hand on Roland’s shoulder, and said with a bright smile but no smile in her eyes: "Speaking of this, please tell me Go to the cabin and talk."

"Hey?"

The youth's complexion instantly stiffened.