() In order to solve the problem of insufficient combat power in the middle of the undead army, Loya considered many ways, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not find a place where the number of undead army could be expanded on a large scale. And if the resurrected undead have insufficient strength during their lifetime, no matter how much power he uses to transform, they will not be able to exert their due value.
Until one day, Crocker Dahl told him that there were not many pirates in the icebergs that had been buried with the navy soldiers before.
Alabastan is a country of great significance to Crockdal, so he paid a little more attention to the information about the Alabastan war.
This sentence reminded Luo Ya that although the number of pirates captured by the navy last year was huge, there were also many pirates who died on that battlefield. And the strength of light theory far exceeds the average level on the great route.
For example, the pirate Bailey, who had his leg broken and was ready to be taken alive to execute Liwei, ended his pirate career in a later battle.
Well, a generation of pirates Bailey, died in a scuffle between the pirates, and was even shot by a musket with a irrelevant bottom handyman.
But for the Undead Corps, it's not a big problem whether they have a head. They are not zombies in zombies, and there are no fatal weaknesses other than the soul.
So when Loya made up his mind, Clockdal went to sea this time.
Of course, Krokdal did not have the power to directly resurrect the dead, nor did he come to be a porter. The reason why he didn't like to carry the obstructing Sword of the Skull was because Luo Ya engraved the power of the resurrected dead on this big sword.
And it is not a one-time item. If the magic power is exhausted, it can be reused after it is recharged, which is environmentally friendly and sanitary without polluting the environment.
And at critical moments, Clokerdal can also rely on the undead magic inside to urgently recover injuries and erupt, which is definitely an essential artifact for traveling at home and killing and setting fire!
That's the shape, if it can be made like a scorpion venom hook ...
The fainted Union soldiers couldn't see the next scene, but the undead soldiers brought by Krokdal were clearly seen.
After Crockdal's great sword was inserted, nothing happened in the first few seconds, but then, a violent vibration came out, and the sea around the iceberg kept rolling in this horrible vibration. A lap of the waves quickly formed and spread towards the distance.
then......
Click!
A stiff, frozen pale-purple palm broke through the ice and clung to the ice. With this leverage, the owner of the palm quickly climbed out from under the ice.
"Uh uh ... ah!"
The shawl exudes no blood, and this undead who crawled back from **** looks up at the sun in the sky, his voice growling hoarsely.
The voice of the roar of the undead is not loud, but this scene is enough to make the dead soldiers feel cold ... if they still have that organ.
"Welcome to join us ... Ulysses the Earl of Blood!"
Crocker Dahl took back the big sword with a smile and put it on his back: "The master has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Being able to speak without breathing is a novel experience. Hearing the words of Crokdal, the resurrected Ulysses tried several times before he made his dry throat sound intelligible to others.
"the host?"
"Yes Master!"
With a wave of his coat, Crockdal opened his hands as if embracing something, his eyes were full of fanaticism: "Give you, the master of the second life!"
"we?"
Ulysses turned his head and looked at the empty ice.
then......
Click! Click!
An intact or wrecked arm protruded out of the ice layer, and a dead body gradually climbed out of this iceberg grave one after another, looking at the number, compared with the undead legion on Turtle Island. Don't let it go!
"we!"
Suddenly, Ulysses understood why, at the last moment, Loya clearly had the ability to slap him, but had to drain his vitality.
This is definitely not a wonderful experience ...
Even if you die, keep fighting!
...
New world, waters near Dresrosa.
"I said Drake, although I have not been to Dresrosa, but looking at the defensive arrangement here, it is obviously not the layout that a country should have under normal circumstances."
Perona floated beside Drake, holding her lovely parasol that could only give her a little psychological comfort.
She could bypass the closely guarded soldiers through the phantom's own characteristics, but Drake could not. His iconic jaw is too obtrusive. Unless he is cut off, others will recognize him at a glance.
As a result of Loya ’s defection from the navy, his “naval traitor” was also pulled out of the old yellow calendar, and various comments have been made.
But cutting off the chin is a very unrealistic way. Drake has no intention of "truly sacrificing hue" because of the task. And in addition to Drake, they are also traveling with many soldiers this time, and everyone can not cut off the characteristics before entering.
"Well ... it's hard to hold me back ..." Drake frowned as he felt the scar on his chin.
Suddenly, his eyes lighted up: "Otherwise you can go in and inquire about the information ... Anyway, you are a ghost, and no one can hurt you."
"Hahaha ... No!" Perona laughed aloud first, then decisively rejected Drake's request.
"Come on, I'm a girl! Can you nod your face and let a little girl take a chance to gather information. Are you a big man hiding behind and enjoying it?"
"And most importantly, I have no relevant experience in gathering intelligence. Since you were a Rear Admiral, you should be more proficient than me!"
This ... it makes sense!
Drake couldn't help turning his face blushing when he heard Perona's uncle's puppet, and smiled a little.
But since Perona can't be collected by herself, how can they enter the ship? Now Dresrosa is obviously under martial law, and it is not known whether it was because Loya defected from the navy. Their group of unknown origins entered the city without permission. I am afraid that they would be destroyed by the cadres of the Don Quixote family at the gate of the city.
But Perona saw it. There were only a few entrances of Dresrosa, and the cadres of the Don Quixote family led all the soldiers to stand there.
A pikka is indeed a serious loss to the flamingo, but it is not enough to hurt the entire Don Quixote family.
For a while, both were stumped by the problem.
If only Loya had come!
Drake was so emotional ... Now that Crockdale is strong, he doesn't have the absolute power of Loya to crush everything. In addition, this mission Loya also asked them to catch the job, which adds a lot of difficulty to this difficult task.
Otherwise, they don't have to be so painstaking to collect information, just wait for Loya to rush in to solve everything and clean the battlefield.
But if it means that no "if" happens, the problem is still before them.
She frowned again for a long time, and suddenly Perona's eyes brightened, remembering the scene she saw when she went to check the situation.
"Now, Drake. Although they are tightly guarded, they have not refused to enter the caravan and tourists. You say, can we disguise as a caravan?"
"Dresrossa is a tropical island with a special vacation style ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If they are not allowed to enter even tourists and caravans, then we do n’t need to worry about anything, they are not far away from the country. Drake replied, "You have a good idea, but how can we avoid being recognized?"
Those cadres are all powerful new world powers who can use their sense of domineering. To hide such things, it is impossible to do so without a stronger sense of power than the other party.
I'm sorry, Drake is just a guy who is proficient in armed and unfamiliar.
"This ... I suddenly had a wonderful idea!"
Perona grinned and turned around Drake: "Aren't you an animal fruit capable person? You said, how about we disguised as a circus?"
Hold the grass! !! !!
Drake's eyelids jumped, and suddenly his heart was cold.
Looks like, what door to open a new world?