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Chapter 137 End

"Leave quickly, the next battle is not something you can participate in." The sand crocodile's arm turned into a sandstorm, and involved a group of Shandiya warriors and sent them to the distance.

Weber, who had not yet recovered from the shock brought by Roy's resurrection, was a little confused, "Wait, we just want to stay and witness the final result."

"Idiot, do you want to exchange death for a certain result?" Sand Crocodile mocked him mercilessly. He had never been very patient with the weak.

"This place is several thousand meters away from the center of the battle. Can't we even bear this level of aftermath?" Weber argued. Although the other party was a super strong man who was enough to match Eniro, he would never retreat from the honor of the Shandya warrior.

"Guhahaha, do you think I'm discussing with you? This is an order, an idiot." If it weren't for considering that these guys were of some use in the captain's eyes, he wouldn't bother to save a group of ants. "Your thoughts are worthless in my eyes. Remember, the so-called weakness is a sin in itself."

Looking further and further away, until the sand crocodile disappeared in his eyes, Wei Bo slapped hard on the sand bin aside. Although essentially, the sand crocodile was for their own good, this behavior was still too unpleasant.

"Is it a sin to be weak in itself?" Wei Bo murmured to himself. As a Shandya warrior who is always fighting, he has a deep understanding of this statement.

"Weibo, don't think too much. Lord Sand Crocodile is also thinking about our safety." Laqi was worried that Weibo would be unable to think about it for a moment and went to trouble Sand Crocodile.

Although they are both under Roy, no matter how you look at it, the status of the Sand Crocodile is by no means comparable to that of the Sandia warrior, let alone the strength of the Sand Crocodile is comparable to that of the Anilu.

"Don't worry, I've never been so awake. He's right. People without strength are not qualified to talk about dreams." The flames of ambition burned in Weber's eyes, which made Laqi even more worried.

...

"What is that? Can I feel palpitations from such a distance?" The residents of Angel Island, who had not recovered from the previous incident, were once again shocked by the thunder in the sky, especially the thunder ball that looked like a meteor, attracted everyone's mind like a black hole.

"This is definitely not God is simply venting his anger, but God has met an opponent of the same level." Paigeya cried out. He could not imagine that there were people in this world who could force Enilu to this level.

"Is God's enemy also God?" Cornis looked at the sky with curiosity and fear, and the thunder clouds that were still expanding.

"Maybe, God..." Paigeya thought of sighing, but looking at the dazzling sunshine piercing the thunder clouds, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

The huge sword light shot straight into the heart of the sky, as if it had poked a hole in the sky. The terrifying thunder ball melted like ice and snow in front of the sword cylinder.

...

"Guru! Lord Sand Crocodile is right. If I still stayed in my original position, I am afraid that even the wreckage will not be preserved." While feeling lucky, Wei Bo was also hating his own weakness.

"No wonder Lord Sand Crocodile said that this is a battle that was destined to be fought." Laqi murmured to herself as she looked at the cracked sky.

...

Great route, the waters near Gaya Island.

"Little ones, rush for me and smash all the enemies ahead, so that the pirates in this sea area will know what the end would be if the guy who dares to provoke us." A bald man waved the machete in his hand and easily cut off the pirates who were blocking him.

"What a joke? How could I fall down so easily when I walk all the way from the South China Sea? Everyone, let's sound the horn of counterattack."

The battle between pirates is always the main theme of the sea.

As time goes by, the old pirates entrenched in the great route finally have an advantage, defeating the new pirates from the South China Sea to retreat step by step.

Just as the bald captain was proud and ready to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop and establish his authority in this sea area, he heard a series of "clang" sounds, which were the sounds of many pirates under his command falling onto the deck.

The bald captain looked confused and said, "Why are he kidding now?" He is not the upper hand now? Why do they all seem to be surrendering and rebelling?"

"You bastards, why don't you pick up your weapons and chase after you win." The bald captain looked at the enemy ship that was gradually fading away, and his nose was almost pissed.

"Ship... Captain, it's not good, the sky seems to be cracking." However, none of his crew members followed his orders, but raised their heads and looked at the sky foolishly.

"How could the sky be... cracked, you idiots?" The bald man's voice gradually diminished, and he was obviously shocked by this strange scene.

The thick clouds were divided into two, and cracks that lasted thousands of meters long stretched across them, as if an invisible force had torn the entire sky apart, making people feel heartbroken.

However, he was an old fried dough stick who had been entrenched on the Great Speedway for many years. He quickly reacted and directed his subordinates to continue chasing: "Don't worry, it's just a special weather on the Great Speedway. Hurry up to chase after the enemy hasn't escaped."

After he said this, the other crew members were much more stable. After all, the climate of the great route is changing rapidly, and it is not surprising that anything happened.

"No, no, it's a meteorite, it's a meteorite rain." A sharp-eyed crew member discovered something was wrong. Countless meteorites fell from the cracked sky, covering the entire sea area.

"Hurry...jump the sea quickly." The bald man didn't care about the loss of the fleet. Such a terrible natural disaster was simply beyond human power.

After the meteorite rain, the bald captain looked at the lost fleet and wanted to cry without tears. He worked hard for decades and returned to before liberation.

On this day, endless meteorites fell across the sea, causing huge waves and invading dozens of islands of all sizes around. Even the world government calls this day a shipwreck day.

...

After the aftermath was released, Bai Baihai was already in chaos. Fortunately, Roy's attack was released at the sky, otherwise, I was afraid that the entire Sky Island would be destroyed and destroyed under this sword.

Eniro was covered in blood and lost consciousness. Roy was in his hands. In fact, if Roy hadn't stabilized his injuries, the Fruit of Sound Lei could have already begun to look for the next master.
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