549.grass! Rat rat! It’s all rats! Oh, I'm going to die
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Murphy turned around and said something.
Captain Bloody raised his eyebrows and put his black captain's hat on his head. He said with a hint of provocation.：
“how? The pretty boy also wants to take advantage of the opportunity to make a profit？”
“No, I mean, even though this is the first time we've met, I've had enough of your unruliness, so I set a rule.”
Murphy stared at Pablo, raised a finger, and said：
“We will rescue you and your tribe, but in the next black disaster, you and your marines must obey my command! You acted privately and tried to evade responsibility before, which has already sent you into despair. I don’t want this to happen again during the black disaster..
You and your first mate may not care about things like blood, dignity, atonement, etc., and you agreed to this purely because you were afraid of Lord Paying, so I don’t need to persuade you with ideals and hopes..
Use the method you pirates like to achieve this cooperation that is beneficial to both parties. You like gambling, right? It just so happens that we in Transia have the best casino on the continent, so take this as a bet..
If I do it, before the war is over, just be honest with me and I guarantee that you can make a lot of money..
If I can't do it, then you can take advantage of the chaos and rush out, go anywhere and do whatever you want..
Do you want to follow?？”
“cool! A powerful guy with an aura that doesn't match his age. It reminds me of myself more than a hundred years ago..”
Pablo whistled, moved his neck, and said in a deep voice：
“good! Just bet! Claire will use that power according to your request to help us win tonight's battle, but if you can't respond and we have to put in more effort, then you, 'His Excellency the Governor', will not be around in the subsequent black disaster. Talk nonsense in front of me and issue orders.
We are pirates, even when we go ashore！
Resistance to authority is our tradition，
Transia is a well-known hellish place, but I believe I can squeeze some money there. You have to know that the old dogs under my command are different from your soldiers. They won't bother to work unless they are paid enough. In life, even when you need to work hard, you have to leave the good luck behind..”
“Come on then.”
Murphy stretched out his hand towards Barblo. The bloody captain, who had a wonderful mustache and a very manly beard, showed a vicious smile. The teeth at the corners of his mouth were bared, and his eyes were as red as a hungry head. beast.
His hand and Murphy's hand are clasped together, symbolizing the establishment of a small bet..
Behind him, the coquettish first mate Claire took out a strange silver long shotgun and handed it to her captain with both hands. She rolled her eyes at Murphy with a charming look and whispered.：
“It’s been so many years since anyone dared to gamble with Pablo. It’s really strange! You probably don't know my Pablo's other nickname on the Misty Sea..”
“Ha, don’t scare these two guys, my dear.”
Captain Bloody shrugged and stroked the muzzle of the silver long-barreled revolver behind his back. He glanced at Murphy and Andre and said meaningfully.：
“Although there are indeed many people who say that I am the luckiest man on the Misty Sea, I guess tonight's gamble does not rely entirely on luck. I mean, maybe the Transians and their young governor can give us a What's the real show of force?？”
Faced with this provocation, Murphy and Andre did not respond.
Earl White Mountain glanced at the ground, and quietly unsheathed his gray claws. He said to Murphy：
“they are coming！”
——
“The cultists' defense line is very thin, with just a high wall standing there. Counting the number of people on the sentry tower, there are no more than fifty..”
In the fog of war outside the valley, Lao Qu, who was on a reconnaissance mission, returned to the place where a group of people were temporarily staying with his shotgun on his back. He reported to the investigator Qin Ye：
“I can't understand. The mummy said that there are more than 2,000 people in this valley, all of whom are elites of the Blood Terror clan. Why are they trapped by such a small number of people? Are they fishing? Are you still doing some weird performance art?？
The development team won't make the plot so bad, right?？”
“It is not ruled out that those blood-fearing vampires are passively avoiding the battle, but if they are really elites, it proves that the enemies they encounter are definitely not just the few people in front of us..”
Lao Qin frowned and said：
“Perhaps it is some kind of hidden psychic spell that prevents us from deeper detection of the enemies in the valley. There is strange magic here that makes many things that we can be sure of become confusing. This scene is indeed a bit strange right now..
Um？”
The veteran was about to give the order, but suddenly he seemed to feel something strange. He immediately took off the leather gloves on his hands and put his hands on the ground..
A few seconds later, Mr. Qin said in a deep voice:：
“Something is wrong, something is moving underground! There are a lot of them, and there are holes in the ground.！”
“ah？”
The investigator Yan Sang who came with him pressed a ball of unique psychic energy into the ground without saying a word. The thing penetrated into the earth like an echo and was transmitted back to the underground cavity for the investigator..
This is an advanced reconnaissance technique he learned from Helu. He can see hidden objects without eyes..
But the next second, Yan Sang's cheeks became frightened, and he jumped up and shouted regardless of the hidden principles.：
“Run! The ground is collapsing. Something is digging underneath.！”
“Bang”
A loud noise sounded from behind everyone, like the earthquake of a building collapsing. Master Qin suddenly stood up and rushed out of the fog..
The scouts did not fall into the trap, but the large forces in the rear encountered an "underground raid."”.
When Laoqu broke out of the fog of war, what he saw was two huge football field-sized hollow cracks appearing where Brother Bang was originally. More than a hundred players had fallen. Fortunately, this time it was the main line of vampires, brothers who can fly. We are doing our best to pull those guys out of the collapsed underground..
Che Che and Ge Bao in the student party were still using psychic spells to try to stabilize the expanding rift, but this behavior immediately caused the two of them to suffer the first wave of blows..
“puff”
More than a dozen rocks were smashed out from under the chaotic hollow, hitting the body of the hovering car in the air. Although it did not break the shield, it caused problems with his flight trajectory. He screamed and crashed into the pothole below. middle.
Cheche grabbed the staff and climbed up from the fall in disgrace, but when he saw it, he saw dense green light spots floating in the tunnel in front of him, as well as the scalp-numbing sound of running and claws scratching..
There were also screams from other players who fell into the tunnel and the blood alliance knights who came to help..
Something is biting them！
“grass! What the hell! Get away！”
Cheche held the staff and hit the ground with a "dry tofu" attitude. The scarlet spiritual energy blew up like a small storm, whizzing and spinning to fly away the black shadows that came towards him. But in the next moment, more black shadows appeared. They rushed out screaming from all directions.
Waiting for the car, Che immediately shook his body when he saw clearly what was in front of him..
The big rat men covered in black fur stood up and grinned at him. They stared at the car with their vicious little eyes, as if they were staring at a piece of delicious meat..
Those guys carry all kinds of strange weapons in their claws. They make noisy noises in the crypt like grumpy little devils. The constant scratching sounds in the shadows from all directions are really driving people crazy..
Poor Cheche felt cold from his scalp to his tailbone at that moment..
As one of the oldest players, he would scream in the team framework like a frightened girl.：
“The rat that rides on the horse! It’s all rats! Damn it! They pounced on me, and I almost vomited when I stepped on the horse! Come on! Use fire! Burn them with fire! Fuck, I'm about to get cryptophobia.！”
Amidst the screams of the cars, no one had time to help him, and it was impossible to count how many rats there were in front of him..
several thousand？
tens of thousands？
No, the tunnel is full of such ghosts. They keep pouring out from all directions like a rolling tide. The number completely loses its meaning at this moment. Only the endless malice of the dark mountains is left so clearly for the first time. Show it to the players.
Like a slap in the face, grabbing their hair and yelling at them：
“Hey, the delicate little prince/princess from Transia! Welcome to the Dark Mountains”
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