Chapter 980

Achan, the name of Yang Yuefan, is almost repeated in his sleep. The pressure from reality makes him find that his hair loss has begun to increase. To know that he can keep his hair in the relevant departments, which is comparable to the feat of killing a demon.

"We sank a chaotic warship named comfort, but according to records, this is the third time we have sunk it." Zog Mancini continued on the sea: "if there is no accident, soon we will encounter it for the fourth time. Its size is growing, and the comfort crew has been calling the name of Achan before it sinks."

"Dingyuan was hit hard also because Achan was able to fly, release poisonous fog, fire, armor against close fire, and had no effect after the firearm hit. If we did not sink the comfort ship in time, the broken ship took him to the bottom of the sea, and maybe he could have finished Dingyuan by himself." Mancini's words made the regiment channel quiet for a moment.

"Is he really a player?" Mancini couldn't resist the shock and asked, "he looks more like a man with a plug-in than his head!"

Yang Yuefan looked at his own hair with some regret and felt that Mancini was right. That Achan was really a guy with a plug-in.

Of course, the best way to deal with guabi is to send another guabi. Yang Yuefan thinks of his behavior of using Xu Yichen's life support cabin as a message symbol in the spaceship, and blushes a little, because he has to pit each other again in the game.

"How did Feng Wuyi disappear?" Xu Yichen was silent for a while and asked, obviously Achan's strength completely exceeded the players' expectation.

Zog Mancini sighed: "he didn't get out of comfort in order to recover the bodies of several sailors."

"More specifically, we must now rely on your description to analyze Achan." With the words of the demon hunter, Mancini had to take the place of master Sanzang and other sailors to retell the course of the sea battle before.

On the sea, full of the smell of gunpowder, the artillery on the side of Dingyuan was constantly roaring, and a large number of shells were poured out, enveloping the comfort ship in a spray.

The warship blessed by Naro has extraordinary defense power. It constantly devours those destroyed warships, and its volume becomes much larger than in the past, and thick cuticle grows on the surface of the ship.

After the solid ammunition hit comfort, it would even jump. Even the more advanced flowering ammunition could not cause real fatal damage to comfort.

What's more important is that most of its crew members, who can't survive or die, are numb. They don't care about the fierce fire of the enemy. If it wasn't for the comfort ship's constant urging them to pick up weapons, pack shells and fight back, they could even sleep on the endless fire.

Achan was disdainful to his crew, and they reminded him of the foremen who used to pretend to be busy on the construction site.

Only a few crew members, such as Koda, the gunner on board, who had dark gray skin and a huge cyst on his neck, almost made people think he had two heads.

"Fill those heads in, you rotten meat! We're going to volley, volley Koda was a tall man with a huge cyst pressing half his cheek, allowing him to see with only one eye, but that didn't stop him from being a good gunner.

"Rotten head cannon, moving 44 cm to the 10 o'clock position with a higher angle!" Koda's rotten feet were on the same rotten deck, communicating with the comfort ship, which a human warship would never have been able to do.

As Koda had commanded, the cannon moved slowly and firmly to where it was supposed to be, and the deck under it was gradually thickened, so that the angle of elevation was increased to meet Koda's requirements.

"Fire! Teach them a lesson Koda kicks the gun, which is covered with human skin. The position of Koda's kick is just the position of the human skin's face: "I know the ship. It sank us last time."

The flattened face tried to make a grin, but it failed. With the launch of the pestilence cannon, it seemed to have exhausted the whole body's energy, and was suddenly depressed.

Achan looked at his own fire with satisfaction and walked up and down the deck excitedly. His boots absorbed the soft meat on the deck, and fermented swill was flowing in every crevice: "yes, that's it! I'm starting to look at you all differently

Master Sanzang, who had already stepped on the deck, frowned at the strange warships in the distance. The creatures living on the land could never imagine that such strange things could be produced in the sea.

When master Sanzang left the loess area, he was a witch and arrived at other continents with a teleportation array. He didn't fight his way out of chaos like the sailors on the ship. So he didn't adapt to this kind of fighting rhythm.

In master Sanzang's excellent dynamic vision, more than a dozen swollen, as if they were about to vomit, were smashing over with a whistling sound. He kicked it subconsciously and intercepted one of them.The rotten heads, like rotten fruits, exploded on the spot, splashing corrosive acid on the deck, while more rotten heads completed their mission and hit Dingyuan.

Some of the sailors who did not escape in time were splashed with pus, and were covered with scabies and prickly heat on the spot, and fell on the ground and kept twitching.

The sailors in the vicinity did not even dare to get close. They could only use spears or muskets to end their suffering, and then put themselves into the fight again.

No one likes death, but it can be adapted and used to, because there are more terrible outcomes than death in this world.

Master Sanzang watched the bodies of several dead sailors begin to dissolve, and their muscles and bones fused together like jelly.

Two or three small monsters about 40 cm high, like garbage cans, climbed out of the body. They had colorful skin, round and harmless.

Naguling, the master of Sanzang, has seen such small things. He knows that they are mobile plague walkers and experts in mischievous pranks. If they overcome their fear, a strong farmer may be able to blow up their dog's head, but without the purification of professionals, the villages it once appeared in will soon become a dead land.

Master Sanzang took the iron hand and killed it.

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