Pirates: The Black Earl

"Do not!"

At this moment, Lowett calmly raised his head and said with a smile on his face.

"This is not the shadow fruit of Qiwuhai Moonlight Moriah, but magic."

He also knows Qiwuhai!

The evil dragon's pupils shrank, and then grinned unwillingly: "Magic? A trick on the festival?"

This world also has the term magic, but the origin is the title made by magicians using mystery. The real magic has never been seen before.

"The name is the same, but the essence is different."

Lowett shook his head: "True magic is a kind of transformation, a kind of knowledge, a kind of clear carrier, and a kind of truth support. Of course, you can also simply summarize it as power!"

"interesting!"

The evil dragon stood up, and the arrogant and fierce beasts caused the cadres such as Clooby and Tweet to retreat.

"A mere human, is it worthwhile to talk about power with a murloc?"

The eyes of the evil dragon are full of killing intent.

"Then let me see the power of magic."

kill! !

Without the evil dragon speaking, several cadres of the evil dragon pirate regiment took action one after another and killed them towards the door. If the stalemate continues, the morale of the compatriots is almost defeated by the undead army.

Isn’t it just a bunch of dead human bones?

They have killed countless living people, but are they afraid of a group of dead people?

Facing the murloc army rushing towards him, Lowett's expression remained calm.

"You seem to be in a hurry?"

"Huh! I don't believe you are in a hurry if you can say this."

The dragon's face was cold and contemptuous.

Flying squirrels don't know when they will come.

"Sure enough, the mouse is the dumbest one."

Hearing this, Lovett sighed.

I'm pretty sure, don't look at the evil dragon waiting for himself today, in fact, he's already prepared to run away behind his back.

He also found suspicion about arranging mice to go to Kraer Village through flying squirrels.

But this is the end of the matter, and everyone has no choice.

"Black Knight, kill!"

"Roar!!"

The undead roared and screamed, dragged their rotten and foul body, and rushed towards the opponent.

The rotten blue-purple meat and the mostly pink murloc meat slammed into it, instantly splashing blood and flying across the body.

From the very beginning, the battle went into intense heat.

Both sides will come up with the strongest strength and end the battle in the shortest time!

Murloc Karate One Hundred Wa Zhengquan!

Kroobi rushed forward, like a heavy tank, knocking over zombies along the way, breaking their bones and bones.

As a murloc karate forty-dan player, Crow Bi knows where his advantage lies.

strength!

The power to fight out!

Murlocs have ten times the strength of humans. Murloc Karate created based on the body structure of murlocs and mermaids can best release this power.

He had seen the speed of the black knight and knew that he couldn't let him go and attack.

At that kind of speed, no one else reacted except for cadres like them.

A single filament cannot form a thread, and a single tree cannot form a forest.

One hundred tiles overlap, it takes a terrifying force to crush them!

And this power is now converging on Kroobi's fist.

A punch was blasted, and even the air showed a fresh water pattern.

"Is this the strength of a cadre-level murloc?"

Lowett noticed this scene and was slightly surprised.

I am afraid that the four murlocs could not add up.

The same species can reach this gap, and the cultivation system of this world cannot be underestimated.

but

"I can't fight."

Lovett has not tested the ultimate speed of the Black Knight, but he is sure that after incorporating the Murloc cell, the Black Knight's current explosive power is definitely faster than the average navy that has mastered the Navy Type VI.

Three seconds for a hundred meters is commonplace for him.

Huh

The heavy fist fell, rubbing against the air to make a harsh noise, and hit a big tree.

Bang! !

The cohesive force hit the trunk along the fist bones, and almost instantly shattered the thick trunk that the two of them couldn't hold together, and the sawdust was flying.

But Kroobi did not feel happy.

He clearly felt that something flew past his fist.

"Behind!"