Chapter 201 [0199] Planck's Ghost Ship

The whole person was lying on a dirty wooden board at the dock. Gangplank only felt that his nose was very sore - he had just fallen down a little too quickly, and his mask hit the ground, scratching the bridge of his nose. It hurts.

"The show is about to begin!" Tam's voice appeared again, his tone full of impatience, "Although it's a bit beyond expectations, the reunion between relatives after a long absence is still my favorite scene..."

relative?

Reunion?

Plank propped himself up, raised his face slightly, looked at the two shadowy figures in the black mist, and secretly muttered in his heart: How could ghosts and ghosts be relatives?

If Tam had heard Gangplank's thoughts, the cunning demon would have flicked his tongue and laughed at Gangplank's stupidity.

Because in just one sentence, Planck made two mistakes.

First of all, neither of the two guys who appeared in front of him were undead in the usual sense - therefore, they were not ghosts.

Secondly, the relationship between them is really that of relatives.

……………………

Vladimir was in a good mood.

The good reason is of course not "reunion with relatives after a long separation" as Tam said.

However, although Vladimir had already had nothing to do with Kamavia when his father sent the dark descendants as hostages, he did not mind getting along with his nephew Foyego at this time. recognize.

Vladimir was very interested in Foyego's condition. He was very glad that he came to Bilgewater in person at this time - in his eyes at this time, even Elise's failure and injury had some significance. The meaning of separation is a blessing in disguise.

However, Foego in the black mist obviously did not intend to pay attention to the uncle in front of him.

The ruined black mist seemed to be invisible soldiers, surrounding the arrogant-looking Foyego. He seemed not to see Vladimir, who was smiling at all and used blood magic to help him clear an obstacle, and landed in Bilgevo in a swaggering manner. Special pier.

Just now, he felt a special throbbing.

That's the familiar scent, the scent of Isolde, right here in Bilgewater!

Therefore, he completely ignored Vladimir's overtures to him, walked straight in the direction where the aura appeared, and left the dock in three or two steps.

Vladimir, who was left standing there, looked uncertain.

He wanted to scold Foego for being disrespectful, but the black mist that filled the surroundings made him extremely fearful - blood magic was very strong, but no one could tell how effective it would be on the undead.

However, in any case, being ignored by Foyego should not be seen, so Vladimir did not hesitate to draw a large amount of blood, turning the blood into thorns, entangling everyone present .

He may not be able to defeat Foego, but can't he still deal with these sailors?

Without the protection of Okao, the Baru sailors under his command are not worth mentioning in front of Vladimir - if they can form an upright formation like the regular army, then maybe Vladimir can only retreat, But it is a pity that these sailors are now in the dark fog and are already in a trance. In addition, their leader has just died, and the team is unorganized...

To deal with this group of stragglers, blood magic is the craziest killing tool.

Vladimir, who was walking through the blood jungle, looked a bit like the darkin who walked on the battlefield during the darkin war.

After receiving Tam's reminder, Gangplank immediately rolled away from the place and plunged into the sea.

And Tam, who had taken back Okao's power, finally gave Gangplank a rare part of his demonic power.

After gaining this power, Gangplank finally understood why that guy Okao was so crazy recently - with the blessing of the devil's power, he seemed to clearly feel the flow of the world.

"Am I going to take down that cool-looking guy? Or am I going to take down this greasy, disgusting bastard?" Between the waves, Gangplank asked Tam's next plan, "When the King returns, there must be someone A substantial trophy, right?"

"Don't even think about that arrogant Foyego." Tam chuckled a few times, "As long as you defeat that greasy guy, you will be rewarded with the return of the king."

"What kind of reward?" Gangplank asked in a low voice, "His spells don't seem to be easy to deal with. I don't do anything to lose money."

"Open your eyes, the reward is right in front of you."

Under the turbid water, Planck opened his eyes - and then he was surprised to see an old friend.

The Abyss.

It was the Abyss that was destroyed by the overwhelming artillery in the wave of flames!

That's Planck's old friend across the twelve seas!

However, unlike the once gorgeous Abyss, this Abyss is now filled with a cold and gloomy atmosphere - somewhat similar to the Black Mist, but not exactly the same.

"This is the reward given to you by my friend, Gangplank." Tam's voice appeared again, "As long as you can defeat that greasy guy, it will be your biggest support in the return of the king."

"It's really interesting." Plank stepped on the water and quickly boarded the Abyss. He stroked the Death Girl cannon with his hand, and then pulled a cable that looked almost rotten. "Your old friend is really magical. Great, Tam."

"That's natural." Tam seemed very proud, "His power and depth are far beyond your imagination..."

"But I don't remember that demons would honestly swear allegiance." Gangplank grinned, "I am your believer. The relationship between demons and believers should be closer than that between you and your friends, right?"

"Look at what you said." Tam appeared beside Gangplank at some point, "Although this is true, I am a loyal person after all. My friend is generous enough and can bring me more virtues, so don't think about alienating our friendship."

"What an enviable demon friendship." Gangplank, who failed to alienate, didn't care much, but simply came to the rudder of the Abyss, "So, loyal demon, I need a few sailors now, do you have any way?"

"My friend has already prepared for you on this point!"

As he said, Tam patted his belly-then countless undeads filed out of the cabin.

Gangplank narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at these familiar faces.

They were all once the capable members of the Iron Hook Gang, some died in the bombardment of the Flame Wave, and some were killed by other forces, but now, they appeared in front of Gangplank.

Seeing these old friends, Gangplank couldn't help but reach out and grab an orange, took a bite of it with the skin and flesh, and swallowed it down with the sea water.

"It's so fucking exciting..."

Karlya's Little Classroom Vladimir and Viego:

These two guys are uncle and nephew - Vladimir is a prince of the Kingdom of Kamavia, who was sent to the Darkin as a hostage; and Viego is the last monarch of this kingdom.

There will be updates tonight.

Who is Tam's old friend? You should have guessed it, right?