Chapter 388: Demon of the Empire

Following Tural's words, the sky dimmed again, like night returning to the

sky.

In just a few breaths, the moon hung high above everyone. Even if there were

dark clouds in the sky, the rain remained uninterrupted, but everyone still

saw the moon—as if this crescent moon is not far away from nine days, but

close at hand. general.

"The moon in the rain? It's a good sight."

With a long groan, the clothes on his body suddenly broke and his body swelled

up. At this time, the lord no longer looks like a human, with horns sticking

out of his head, his skin turned into iron blue, his body is almost the height

of a half-adult, his arms are longer than his knees, and a pair of long and

narrow fleshy wings stick out behind his back.

Jin Xiajun also rushed to the deck at this moment.

Seeing the monster in front of her, Ning Wanjun launched a charge without

hesitation!

Like the Holy Wing Islands, most of the nobility of the Natatium Kingdom are

monsters, and the enemy in front of them is undoubtedly the core commander of

the fleet.

Tural did not evade, fired the spear directly with one hand, and punched at

Ning Wanjun with the other hand.

The same is true for the latter, greet them with fists!

Only a loud noise was heard, and the clash of fists was almost as heavy as a

hammer rushing through the city. Ning Wanjun flew out, and Tural couldn't help

taking two steps back.

Xia Fan, who had just boarded the deck, raised his heart when he saw this

scene.

For the first time, he saw the princess fell into a disadvantage in the

strength of the competition.

Ning Wanjun stood up again in a rolling posture when she landed, but her right

hand was already red and swollen with naked eyes.

"His Royal Highness, are you okay?"

"Protect Your Royal Highness!"

Jinxia warriors stepped forward to surround the princess and fired at the

enemy. The latter ate a round of bullets on the spot before frowning slightly,

"It turns out that this is not a magical creation, but a real thing. Long-

range weapons. It seems that the empire is not the only one that excels in

technological innovation."

He even deducted a bullet from his body and placed it in front of him for a

closer look.

Everyone was a little dazed for a while, and they were able to completely

ignore the powerful enemy of the air rifle.

And in the dim light, the bullet holes in Tural's body healed quickly, and the

tightened muscles pushed out the rest of the bullets.

"Go down." Suddenly there was a deserted voice from the ship's gunwale, "Leave

it to us to deal with it."

The speaker is exactly a thousand words.

She stepped on the rising ice and jumped onto the deck from the towering

sideboard. "This demon's resilience is much higher than that of the living

dead, and ordinary injuries are basically ineffective, and you won't have much

effect here."

Although this is very straightforward, it is also true.

Everyone stretched back and gave the center of the entire battleship to Xia

Fan and the others.

Tural did not take advantage of the situation to pursue it, but stood still,

waiting for Jinxia to disperse the formation.

He knew that no matter how many pawns were killed, it would not help. The only

chance of victory was to get rid of the demon-owners in front of him. After

transforming, he could smell the scent of the blood of these people.

Representing the trio of extraordinary strength, at least much stronger than

the last descendants, and must be the leader of Jinxia.

The goddess of the moon will also appreciate such open battles.

"I'm the Governor of the Western Seas, Natattin--" Before Tural finished

speaking, two cones of ice had fallen from the top of his head.

He could only interrupt the statement, cast his own blood technique, turning

into a cloud of black smoke and flying behind the short woman.

Although the opponent looks like an underage girl, there will never be a real

child on such a battlefield, and he will not relax his vigilance because of

this!

When Tural appeared the next moment, the other party still didn't turn around,

his eyes were still staring in the direction where he disappeared.

That's right, that's it-he raised his sharp claws and slapped Qianyan's back

suddenly-in the low-light environment shrouded in night, it is almost

impossible to find a fast-moving black smoke So this trick is no different

from the momentary movement in the eyes of most people!

But his claws failed to penetrate the target's spine.

Tural was surprised, this guy's back was as hard as iron!

Seeing the frost condensing on the clothes, he suddenly understood that the

opponent's body was wrapped in ice crystals, and his anti-strike ability was

comparable to his own.

For a moment, a dazzling electric light was directly directed at him!

Xia Fan launched the first magic trick.

It is still the familiar tremor streamer.

The current obviously hit the opponent, but it only made him tremble slightly,

and then he opened the distance again. The burnt surface is healing fast, and

the recovery speed is comparable to the blood crow in the shadow.

"Be careful, he moves very fast!" Qianyan reminded.

"It can be seen." Xia Fan nodded, and after a few seconds of fighting, he

roughly understood the characteristics of the opponent: extremely strong

resilience, no less than Ning Wanjun's brute force, and almost flashing action

ability. As far as the individual is concerned, it is indeed both offensive

and defensive. And this dark night sky, I'm afraid it can't be separated from

him-just don't know if Chi can make the sky change back to what it was before.

"No. The dragon cares about good weather, day and night are none of my

business."

A voice suddenly rang in Xia Fan's mind.

Under what circumstances... So Chi can communicate with consciousness?

He tried to say good evening.

"Don't think about it, this is a unilateral dialogue, you don't have the

ability to pass consciousness to me."

Uh... how did she know that she wanted to ask her?

"You must want to ask me again why I know your doubts? Of course I saw you

looking up at me."

Okay... So the dragon's eyesight is so sharp. Xia Fan sighed secretly.

At this time Qianyan and Ning Wanjun have re-engaged Tural, especially the

princess, who has not been affected by the previous competition at all.

Instead, they have become more and more courageous. Every time the gun is

shot, the flames engulfed will be The surroundings are brightly illuminated.

Xia Fan noticed that ~www.mtlnovel.com~, when the flames are at its peak, the

opponent will choose to avoid them instead of relying on strong self-healing

ability to resist.

Chi's voice came again, "It seems that you have encountered a difficult

opponent. Do you need me to come down and help?"

Xia Fan waved his hand, then pointed to other ships.

"Will you let me help the people in other ships? That's okay." The dragon's

figure flashed in the sky, "There seem to be similar enemies on other ships.

If I solve them and you still haven't won, I will come back. I'm looking for

you."

That's not necessary. Xia Fan thought to himself, it seemed that this empire

viscount didn't like the moment when the night was broken, and turning day

into night before the battle was not without a target. Then he would create an

unavoidable light source.

Electricity is inherently inseparable from light and heat.

Xia Fan found a new surgical guide from his pocket.

It was a piece of carbonized bamboo wire placed in a glass bottle, with a

copper wire pendant attached to the outside. This technique also evolved from

the streamer technique. It was originally intended to be used as a signal

flare or flare on the battlefield, but now it clearly has new uses.