NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 106: Four Against One?
Three hours.
If Demiurge knew what Capone was thinking, he would probably sneer directly, thinking that it was the other party's blatant insult to him.
As a level 100 existence.
What is his control?
Dominate spells!
What is its setting?
Force low-level characters to obey orders!
Demiurge has been strengthened through battles, at least it is the existence of Four Emperors, and these controlled guys...
Ja...
I'm afraid it can't even compare to the miscellaneous fish of Four Emperors.
Demiurge directly and completely dominated these guys, there was no question of time at all.
time limit?
What is that?
Is there a time limit for controlling others?
Capone would vomit blood if he knew this, and Demiurge was just a game.
"Do you know?" Demiurge raised his chin contemptuously, "Why did I spend so long talking nonsense with you?"
Card 017 Peng did not reply.
"You are willing to be the captain, but what use is it to me? You are just two-legged sheep that can be controlled at will!"
don't care!
don't care at all!
Their entire Flame Tank Pirates were not taken seriously by Xiao Di.
"Do you think the scrap iron you raised can hurt me at all, or do I need you guys for my strength?" As soon as he finished speaking, Demiurge's restrained breath burst out.
The crimson magma, the wailing of countless people, and the crystal landscape composed of countless dead bones are like hills.
Capone seemed to see a hellish scene.
Limp.
A wry smile appeared on his face, how ignorant and ridiculous he was.
Can such a strong person be recruited by him?
With Conqueror's alone, they can knock down their entire pirate group, do they still need these dispensable guys?
Ridiculous.
He himself was downright ridiculous.
To understand the person in front of me with my own narrow and ignorant thinking, I originally thought that I had already greatly overestimated the other party [I didn’t think that my overestimation might be naked
Fell! Fell completely!
The last breath that had been supporting Capone was released.
The ball was removed by the man and collapsed on the ground.
Limbs are completely weak.
Brain and reason made him give up resistance!
There is no chance.
I didn't expect that my godfather, who was so smooth, would end today. As for my fate...
The fate of the loser is determined by the winner!!!
His fate, and the fate of the Flame Tank Pirates, will be in the hands of others.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are dotted.
The huge full moon was in the sky, as if it was close at hand, and the white jade plate could be easily taken off with a raised hand.
"Hoo hoo!"
damn!
The fat around his waist was burning.
The sweat after strenuous activity wets all the clothes. Who would have thought that the former godfather is now reduced to a handyman who works late at night.
certainly.
Like him, there are members of the Flame Tank Pirates (ccag).
The full moon casts a clear glow.
The four lights of the sabers flickered on the moon, and as the long sabers swung, the deck was dotted with moonlight, like fluttering catkins.
"Kangdang."
The long black hair is embellished with the flames of purgatory at the end.
A slightly interviewed man in a kimono stood in the middle coldly. His dark brown kimono swayed quietly with the sea breeze, and four sharp sword lights struck towards his deadly parts.
And he, who was wearing clogs, barely moved.
Gently swaying his body, the wooden swords on his arms collided at will, and the fierce attacks from the four figures couldn't hurt him at all.
The man is like a conductor.
The wooden sword is the baton in his hand, and he is playing the unknown music gracefully.
And those four figures are like clumsy musicians trying to desperately follow the conductor's rhythm, but they can't touch the gorgeous movement at all.
very beautiful.
Also very strong.
That understatement, loafing around, is like acting on defense.
In Capone's eyes, he saw the light of the knife burning like a big sun, and that knife could make them the Flame Tank Pirates, and truly become the "Flame" Pirates.
Great swordsman.
Absolutely the Great Swordsman!
Capone's strength is poor, but with decades of experience, he still has other eyesight.
"Mr. Jiguo, I'm not coming!"
There was a soreness in the arm, and blood gradually fell from the hand holding the hilt of the sword.
Breathing is completely disturbed.
His chest was breathing wildly like a bellows.
The four figures stopped their hands almost at the same time, and the current state of several people is not bad.
It was Ji Guoyuanyi and his apprentices who taught this month. Except for the youngest, Fei Na, this time Meng Na, Ge Luo, Augustus, and Lucini all shot together.
The long swords in their hands were brought by the war pirates to destroy several pirates at random.
It can be regarded as a precious sword that the captains of the pirate groups should cherish, but none of the members of the pirate group can look up to it, so these knives have become training tools for handymen.
"Is this the end of today?" Ji Guoyuan slowly put away the wooden sword.
Si Dao was out of breath and sweaty, and Ji Guoyuan's leisurely figure, who seemed to be taking a walk, seemed out of place in the middle.