Pirate's Thought Fruit

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"The water element in the air here is so thin that it can only rain this time."

Above the city of Yuba, Robb watched the crystal rainwater in his hand and muttered to himself that this sudden heavy rain was naturally due to Robb.

"However, it will rain soon, Yuba."

Robb raised his head, looking towards the vast desert in the distance, and said coldly:

"Sand Crocodile, my country, can't let you ruin it like this!"

After he decided to become the behind-the-scenes ruler here, this is his kingdom.

Because he had been in the Navy and loved by the people, Robb was not like the other pirates who turned a blind eye to the suffering of civilians. He always had justice and conscience that belonged to him.

To be precise, he is not a pure pirate! He is just a young man who can be angry, pity, and impulsive!

"The decisive battle is about to begin, and the sand crocodile must also act. I must rush to the capital Albana at full speed!"

A hint of brilliance burst out of Robb's eyes, and a deep red burst from his eyes immediately, dyeing the original dark pupils into blood red, and at the same time, the three pitch-black gou jade also turned crazy.

"If the sand crocodile seizes the kingship, my mission of the power of the king will fail. Hurry!"

At this point, Robb directly opened the three-gou jade writing wheel, and the majestic thought power permeated his body like the sea, wrapping himself up.

Whoosh!

In the next instant, Robb turned into a black streamer and shot straight towards the distance.

Chapter Three Hundred and Seventh: Give the Kingdom to Me!

Alabastan, the capital Albana

This is an extremely ancient city, powerful, solemn, and lying in the desert like an ancient tortoise.

It was built on a huge rock with five gates, namely the west gate, southwest gate, south gate, southeast gate, and east gate.

Outside each city gate is paved with steps several hundred meters high, stretching onto the desert.

At this moment, it's night time.

Outside the south gate of Albana, in the vast desert, brightly lit, a tent was stationed, and it was a rebel army headed by Kosha from all the capitals of the country.

The densely packed rebel army, like black and crushing ants, has a force of about two million troops, already close to the city. On the steps several hundred meters high in front of them, the guards of the king's army are also stationed and are waiting.

call out!

At this moment, under the bright moonlight, a dark stream of light flicked across the sky, rushed from the edge of the desert into the south gate of Albana, and fell into the city gate.

Robb, dressed in black, stood at the top of the steps, exposed in front of the king's army.

The defenders above the city gate also saw this scene, their spirits lifted, and just as they were about to speak, they found that they could not speak or open their mouths.

"It seems to have arrived."

Robb turned around and looked down at the black rebel army below. He also breathed a sigh of relief. The blood-red Sangou jade writing wheel eyes slowly faded at this time, turning into black eyes.

"The success or failure will be on this night, go directly to the Albana Palace, the current situation may be a little different from the previous life."

Robb's eyes flickered slightly, he knew that the rebel army should launch a general offensive tomorrow, and he had to talk to the royal family of Nafirutali tonight.

"Everyone, sorry, let's get some sleep."

Robb turned around, stepped over the last steps, stepped onto the flat ground, looked at the defenders who found him around, said indifferently, and immediately the invisible power directly knocked all the surrounding sentries into a coma.

Robb didn't care. When they woke up, it was already time for the war to begin or end.

Immediately after Robb entered the city, he was beating in the dark like a ghost, heading for the Albana Palace.

"This is it!"

Robb, who is familiar with comics, is very familiar with the architecture here, and soon found his destination, and then sneaked in quietly.

"Huh? It seems that the royal family hasn't slept yet, and tomorrow is a big battle. How could it be possible to sleep."

A few minutes later, Robb approached the very center of the palace. There was a dim light at the moment, and five figures were clearly talking.

"Ok?"

Hearing what they were talking about, Robb couldn't help but stopped and listened quietly.

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"King, what should I do now?"

"Kosha and the others are going to attack tomorrow because of the false king!"

At this time, in the central palace of Albana, the captain of the kingdom guard Icarim couldn't help looking at Cobra on the throne, anxiously.

"No matter what, even if the kingdom falls, we can't deal with our people! Understand?"

Cobra, his eyes sinking slightly, said solemnly, this is his bottom line.After being silent for a while, his eyes condensed, as if he had made up a certain determination, and looked at the patron saint Bell and Gardau:

"Bell, Gal, Iqalem, Krokdal will come tomorrow, when all the power is on him, even if he is dead, he will destroy the real enemy of the kingdom!"

"That's it, go and rest!"

Bell and Gar were shocked when they heard the words. This is their benevolent king. Even at this point, they are unwilling to go to war with the people.

"Subordinates take orders!"

The two responded at the same time, and they faded away, leaving only the princess Vivi and the king Cobra in the entire palace.

"Father, can we win? That's King Qiwuhai, Krokldal!"

After the three of them left, Weiwei tremblingly asked, her eyes filled with despair.

"Vivi..."

Cobra couldn't help holding Weiwei in his arms, and he didn't know how powerful and terrifying the King Qi Wuhai was, but what could he do?

"I can help you kill Krokdal..."

At this moment, a slightly smiling voice sounded from the empty palace.

"Who?"

Cobra trembled, turned his head in horror, and looked towards the dark.