Sailing, retired veteran awakening shadow king template

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was instantly anxious, his eyes were teary, and he knelt on his knees.

begged Qin Dong bitterly.

In that kind of picture, a big man is crying, and he is still a middle-aged man with a rough appearance.

It's a little unacceptable just to think about it.

"Okay, okay, I know, don't cry."

"Now you're my soldier."

Qin Dong's eyes were indifferent, he didn't have much affection for this kind of guy, even if he had become my soldier, but in his eyes, he was just some death squad or pathfinder consumables.

Make the best use of things, there will be some suitable opportunities in the future, and if you can use them, a group of scumbags who do all kinds of evil.

But it's clear that they still have independent thinking, but now is not the time to think about it.

"What happened here before I came here?"

Qin Dong stared at the bonfire in front of him with an old gaze, the warm bonfire was constantly fighting, and under the staggering, it made people feel that the old man in front of him was a little kind.

"Father!"

On the other side, on the ships heading to the Great Voyage.

Tenryu sat in the office of the ship, yelling at the phone bug with gusto.

"What's wrong with my son."

"I said that it must be right to come out and bring me this time, those untouchables, they are still thinking about escaping, obviously they haven't paid enough heavenly gold, and they are still thinking about escaping."

"If I hadn't been there, I might have let those untouchables run away with CP0's waste!"

Wearing bubbles, squirming fat and disgusting lips, he spoke to his father in a complacent tone.

For the slaughter of the weak, for the untouchables who can be stabbed, he felt unprecedented pride, and even at this moment, he felt that he was different, as if he had grown.

"And this time, I taught those untouchables a big lesson."

"That's what they deserve, and they're going to feel honored."

On the other end of the phone bug, there was a hint of pampering in his words.

In the cabin, the fat pig-like Tianlong people were quite complacent and proud, while talking about the harvest of this outing.

This is the punishment for not paying the heavenly gold.

It is also a constant reminder to the world that we must pay tribute to the world government.

Either your fate will only be dry bones in the grave.

"How long have they been gone?"

Qin Dong's tone became cold, making it impossible to hear the joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

But it will make people's hearts sink, obviously an old man who looks like a candle in the wind.

But it gives people the illusion that they are not angry and self-assured, and when they are angry, blood flows into a river.

The puppet was furious, and blood splattered five steps.

The cold wind at night brought a bright fishy smell, the viscous blood had dried up, and this devastated scorched earth could not see the prosperity of the past at all.

It's no longer the thriving city it once was.

"We had already left four hours ago, and we had the courage to land on the island only after watching them leave."

"Yes."

Hearing what the soldier said, Qin Dong touched his chin.

There was a strange light in the old and decaying eyes, and a very dangerous thought was in his mind.

Hunt down the Draconians!

The nobles of the world, called the creator god, the descendants of the Creator, but they are as filthy and disgusting as moths.

I have long seen that they are unhappy, a group of moths that stand at the top of the world and suck the nutrients of the world.

Dirty waste.

Ever since he had this dangerous thought, the old man had a strong interest.

In the face of injustice, we must know how to resist, instead of sticking out our necks and letting them bully casually.

"Don't worry, I'll help you avenge your revenge."

Qin Dong's old voice seemed to have a different kind of magnetism at this moment, as if it had a demagogic charm, and this sentence was said to the undead who were buried in this land.

"Let's go, let's go and establish our own order."

The old man's old eyes burst out with a penetrating red light, and the crazy eyes showed the old man's ambition.

Behind him, Yegrit followed, his tall body, like a small mountain, followed by the trash fish that had just been summoned from the hell of the dead.

As the thick fog gradually rose, with the old man's steps into the sea, with the soldiers behind him, following the old man's steps, stepping into the water gradually disappeared, converging into the old man's shadow.

When the old man walked out of the dense fog on the sea, he was already riding a war horse with a dark blue flame, riding slowly on the sea.

Above the sea, the old man rode a war horse that emitted a faint blue firelight and was wearing a pitch-black battle armor, leaving only a faint blue arc of light wherever he passed, which soon dissipated.

With the old man gone, only a grave was left on the scorched earth.

I don't know my name, so I can only erect an unnamed tombstone.

Three days later.

The sea is calm and the spring is beautiful.

And the Draco people were still in the cabin, watching the gladiatorial arena, where the two "prisoners" fought each other for fun.

If you are looking for fun, you always need to find a little fun in a boring life.

"Kill! Don't leave your hands, I want to see rivers of blood!! "

Are you trash!"

There was a chaotic roar in the gladiatorial arena, and the atmosphere in the arena constantly stirred up their emotions, and they felt joy and excitement watching the two men fight in the arena, and they felt joy and excitement for the ugly and hideous face of survival.

Cab.

The old captain, who was the pilot, squinted his eyes and stared at the black dot in front of him.

"Is there something there?"

"I thought I was dazzled, but you saw it too."

The colleague next to him stretched out his finger and muttered as he pointed to the black dot not far away.

"Where's my telescope? Bring it to me. The

old captain frowned and said to the half-grown boy beside him.

With the help of a telescope, I could see clearly that the black spot not far away turned out to be an old man.

This was not something that surprised the old captain.

What surprised him the most was that the old man was riding a pitch-black war horse, standing calmly on the rough sea, and in front of him stood a red tassel wearing pitch-black armor and a helmet fluttering with the sea breeze.

Both stood on the rough sea!!

An old man? One...... Warrior?

A horse?

Not only is the combination strange, but even the act of standing on the surface of the sea is something he has never seen in all these years of sailing.

Mankind! Is it possible to stand on the ground?

If you don't talk about humans, can you even be horses?

This kind of thing that violates his cognition causes him to be unable to believe his eyes.

"That's not right!"

"No way!!"

The old captain rubbed his eyes as he muttered.

This is completely inexplicable, unless there is something below to support the actions of the two of them.

"What exactly? Show me? The

crew beside him was curious, what was it that made the battle-hardened old captain show an expression of disbelief and horror.