People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 196 The Disaster of the Ocean
in the sun.

Captain Hogg was wearing a thick felt robe, and he hated to move in this sunny weather.

When he was running rampant in the Mediterranean Sea, he would always wrap himself and his ship in dense fog, or simply dive under the surface of the sea.

The layout of the entire ship is as dark as hell.

Not only does Captain Hogg dislike the sun, but he also doesn't like land. The feeling of weakness on land will always make Captain Hogg feel palpitations.

Especially after being blown away by that damned demon—Miss Fringilla called it "neither male nor female", like sending off a young man, it was even more shameful and humiliating by Captain Hogg.

"I'm the captain of 'Ocean Calamity'!"

Captain Hogg muttered secretly, taking revenge.

But Lothar didn't think it was a big deal, the lord template and the commander template's retinue, the combat power was never focused on the individual - Jeanne was a special case.

Even in the game, Rang Na definitely belongs to that limited-level six-star follower.

It's still the kind of card pool that doesn't have a guarantee. Don't expect to get it out unless you throw three to five thousand. As long as you hang it on the support panel, you will have face.

"No wonder you never talk to the big fool, I thought you were half of the same race."

Take a leap!
Lothar saw with his own eyes that the moment Captain Hogg entered the water, a large black shadow flashed under the sea in an instant.

"I'm not afraid of Jeanna, she dare not do anything to me."

It's just that Prajna hasn't done this job.

The huge black sail with a faint green color was slowly raised to the mast under the control of corpse sailors with rotting bodies.

Another long time passed.

A smile was forced on his face.

After finishing speaking, he teased again: "Miss Banruo, this is the first time I've heard you speak such a long paragraph. Your voice is really nice. Can you chat with me more in the future?"

Lothar can understand his mood.

Under the jagged cliffs, the wide sea was rippling with the wind, and the sea breeze with a faint fishy smell dispelled the heat in the team.

Just hear a bang.

Lothar said vaguely: "This is nothing unusual for witches. They are the representatives of the power of the heavenly father on earth, and they are part of the miracle."

Captain Hogg's eyes suddenly lit up, and he galloped forward: "My lord, I smell the breath of the sea."

Captain Hogg stood on the edge of the cliff, and there was a hint of impatience in his tone.

Although they are all five-star, Captain Hogg can still see the status of this high-ranking blood named Fringilla in Lothar's mind.

Because the "ghost clan" that the gatekeeper of hell belongs to has the responsibility of leading the ghost army and conquering the undead who wander in the world and don't want to go to hell obediently.

Lothar said unhappily: "How can a living person be canonized as a 'saint'? Only those who have been called can be canonized."

Fringila rode a pony, stepped forward quickly, and poked Captain Hogg's arm curiously: "So you are really real, that is to say, can you be dissected?"

Otto was a little disbelieving: "I have never heard that His Majesty the Emperor of Swabia, the witch advisor under him has such abilities."

After all, he clamped the horse's belly fiercely, and flew out like a sharp arrow off the string.

Lothar laughed dumbfounded.

Moreover, his current level has only been raised to level ten by Lothar, which is incomparable with this "predecessor" who is at least level [-] and above.

Jeanna stood aside, agreeing with a smile on her face: "Indeed, Miss Flynn's brothers are all villains, and they are not worthy of the concern of a beauty like Miss Flynn."

Banruo said expressionlessly: "I can fight with you more."

"My lord, I won't go back to Port Ella with you."

Although it seems that they all belong to "ghosts", Captain Hogg has no closeness to Prajna.

She laughed heartily: "My lord, I'm going to chase you, I've let you down so much, don't lose to a woman like me."

Jeanna smiled and patted "Grape" on the butt: "Forget it."

He said, subconsciously glanced at Prajna.

All the knights looked at each other.

When looking at Lothar again, the envy in his eyes gradually faded, as if there were some different colors.

"what happened to you?"

Fulingira said with some emotion: "I didn't expect that the lord still cares about his elder brother."

"Flynn, don't bully Hogg!"

soon.

On the way, the team stopped again at Neu Habsburg.

"She is not silent!"

Otto looked at the towering tree of life, and the vast oasis stretching out under the lush canopy.

immediately.

"Of course Lothar."

He came to the edge of the cliff with a smile on his face.

I don't know if the rumors are true, but at the very least, before the Battle of Kaleburg, there must have been no such big oak tree here. "

Otto's eyes were piercing, making Lothar very uncomfortable: "It is said that this tree grew after you announced the establishment of New Habsburg.

Lothar waited here while eating.

After a long time, Otto returned to the team first with a confused expression.

"The catastrophe of the sea will definitely protect the gateway to the sea for you."

Captain Hogg said with a dry smile: "I didn't deliberately not talk to Miss Banruo, but Miss Banruo is used to being silent."

Therefore, he just nodded slightly: "Remember what I told you. If I predict well, there will definitely be attacks from the sea targeting the port of Ella recently."

"But there are too many miracles that have happened to you, Lothar, you have to know that the saints are not canonized because of the permission of the Pope City, but they are saints."

Captain Hogg suddenly felt a cold, malicious light coming from behind him.

As long as she is interested, there are many witty words in her mouth!
Fringila snorted softly, "How about this, Hogg, you cut a piece of meat for me to study, and when I get out the potion for the undead, I'll share it with you as soon as possible!"

"There are many things you haven't heard of, Otto, don't be so uncommon, like a country bumpkin-although you are, but can you not embarrass our Habsburg family?"

Otto said angrily: "Okay, Lothar, you've only sat on the earl's throne for a month, and you feel that the brother you grew up with is a bumpkin from the countryside, right?"

Now, his foothold in Ella Port is not stable, if he launches an attack, this is the best opportunity.

"Just like ghosts?"

Lothar took time out of his busy schedule to curse, this little girl's bullying temperament is really hopeless, first she bullied Hans, and now she bullies Hogg again.

Co-authored, we bully the weak and fear the strong, is it the same line?
The farce is over.

Captain Hoag shuddered.

"Let's go, speed up our pace, and strive to reach my loyal Port of Ella before dark."

He couldn't help swallowing: "This is really a great miracle conceived in the desert. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have imagined that such a barren place could have such vitality?"

Banruo let out a "hmm", looked at Furingila's longing eyes, and couldn't help but sneered and said, "Don't think about it, there is no such kind of family affection in your blood royal court. I remember that your elder brother was handed over by Rangna. Get rid of it, you dare not show any dissatisfaction."

Previously, I thought it had taken root here for hundreds of years.

Captain Hogg shook his head: "The ghost race in the east is not the same as the undead. I am a cursed mortal. The former is a race naturally born in hell."

Captain Hogg took off his captain's hat, gave a graceful salute, and seemed to be in a brighter mood after reaching the sea.

Dilapidated moss-covered ship planks, entangled with a large number of barnacles and other shellfish growths.

And those who heard about this miracle and came from afar to make a pilgrimage here.

Lothar's face darkened.

Not to mention, even if he is at the same level, on land, he is absolutely impossible to be Fringila's opponent.

"Should I call you Lothar, or... San Lothar?"

Fringila broke her skills in a second, gritted her teeth and snorted softly: "What the hell are my brothers, and you deserve this princess to avenge them?"

Lothar was a little uncomfortable seeing his eyes.

"What did you hear from those pilgrims?"

"Don't worry about him, Hogg is a person with special strength, he can't fall to his death, and he can't drown."

Not to be outdone, Otto followed behind.

The smile on Hogg's face froze.

Not only him, but the rest of the knights in the team also showed reverence and shock, and went forward to worship together.

"Such a miracle, I must go to worship."

"Your will, I will remember it in my heart."

Lothar opened his mouth and didn't think about how to explain, so he could only say, "Go."

Lothar raised his eyebrows: "If you don't accept it, come and chase me, let me see if your equestrian skills have improved."

After Lothar and his party walked away.

On the other side, Hogg only had a feeling like a mouse seeing a cat, a prisoner bumping into a prison guard, wishing to hide away.

The guard officer of New Habsburg, Leonard also brought water and food to the team at the right time.

A group of people saw the Red Sea.

Akhal Teke immediately galloped out.

Fringella thought about it.

A medium-sized trireme suddenly broke through the water.

Captain Hogg explained with a dry smile: "Miss Flynn, I am not a real evil spirit, but an undead bound to the ghost ship, so there is a physical existence."

Captain Hogg had one arm on his hip, with the sailor's knife held aloft in the other.

I saw him stepping on the top of the mast, with a face that was completely inconsistent with the usual wantonness and publicity: "Boys, raise the black flag. Captain Hogg announced today that this ocean will surrender to me."

A huge banner with crossed swords and skulls was hoisted to the top of the mast.

A thin white mist quickly spread over the sea, enveloping the decayed galley.

(End of this chapter)