Book of Gods and Demons

August 29th, night.

Twenty-mile deep sea area off the port of Tulum.

Two new-style first-class battleships, four new-style second-tier battleships, six new-style third-tier battleships, eight new-style battlecruisers, and twelve old-fashioned fast frigates, like seagulls with open wings, glide fast on the sea.

As early as the morning of the 27th, these new-style warships that had just been ‘purchased’ from the Kingdom of Saint Xia, after supplementing some sailors, left the port of Tulum under the pretext of returning to the home port of Jiasijia Island.

At this moment, a powerful fleet appeared off the port of Tulum, heading straight towards the Sea Urchin Bay of Love Gun. According to the speed at this moment, the fleet would be able to reach the sea off the Sea Urchin Bay in at most a quarter of an hour.

On the collision corner of a new-style first-class battleship, Duke Ross wore long hair and a black dress, like a poppy in full bloom in the dark, standing on the top of the collision corner with his feet on the top, opened his hands and was extremely intoxicated. Made the appearance of embracing the entire sea.

The small waves beat fiercely on the huge bow of the battleship, and the heavy bronze bow smashed the waves to pieces, and continued to make a deep roar of breaking waves.

Fully armed, Major General Doron, who even wore an old-fashioned armor on his upper body, stood on the bow, against the sea breeze coming on his face, and shouted, "Your Excellency, we are about to reach our destination soon!"

Duke Rose raised her right hand aloft, closed her eyes, and shouted, "Preparing for battle! Hey..., so many new battleships have been added, and every battleship is a gold-swallowing monster. In this battle, at least it must be a battle. These little cuties will pay for the military next year!"

Suddenly opening his eyes, Duke Rose's pupils suddenly became pitch black, and then their pupils shrank and turned into an erect shuttle.

With his long hair dancing like countless long snakes, Duke Ross screamed, "I know, I know, the **** Admiralty, they will never allocate even the smallest value fountain for this fleet that belongs to my own fleet... …"

"Damn imperial silverfish, they only know to bully me, the poor country widow!"

"But what can I do? There is no man in the family to support him. Little Byron is only twelve years old. Oh, the twelve-year-old young boy can't support a family of dukes. So, for the time being, they can only let them bully me!"

"So, I can only do it myself and find military expenses for these little cuties."

"By the way, show that old fellow Sijak, a little bit of color to see... Just be your head of intelligence honestly, intervene in Lovegang? Intervene in my personal pocket, Lovegang? Huh..."

"Speed ​​up, full sails..." Duke Ross closed his eyes, held his head up, and screamed with his throat, "Speed ​​up, full sails... oh, the soft eggs of the Kingdom of Saint Xia, really good at shipbuilding, their battleship Speed, it's almost catching up with our fast frigate..."

"Fools of the Admiralty, what have they done all these years?"

On the new ‘purchased’ battleships, large groups of sailors from the Jiaxijia squadron were busy with sweat. The facilities and configurations of these new-style battleships in Saint Xia are quite different from those of the Duren Empire battleships they are familiar with.

More sails, more complicated operations, faster speeds, and more agile... They hurriedly tightened or loosened a rope, raised or lowered a few spinnakers, and tremblingly controlled the battleship to gradually accelerate.

The sea breeze blew the white sail, ‘boom, boom’, the huge white sail swelled and made dull loud noises continuously.

"I am the king of pirates! Ouch!"

Duke Ross stood at the top of the collision, with long hair dancing and long skirts flying around. Major General Duolong was waiting for the high-ranking generals of the Garcija Island garrison, all bowed their heads in embarrassment.

In the wild pier on the west side of Sea Urchin Bay, Bill the Blue-Ringed Sea Snake looked at Messingrad who had jumped from the boat to the beach with a dull face.

"Messing? Why are you back again? Don't you want to... want to... go to Nice, United Kingdom?"

Messingrad stood on the beach, squinting his eyes and looking around, "Uncle Bill, isn't there any movement?"

"Movement? What movement?" Bill looked around blankly, and then he reacted quickly. He grabbed Messingrad's arm and whispered, "What the **** are you doing today? It's you who are leaving. Tulum Port...or..."

Bill quickly remembered that Messingrad had secretly found out about himself a few days ago.

Messingrad said that he would leave Tulum port and go to the family stronghold in the United Kingdom of Nice, to accumulate strength and rejuvenate the family. Then one day, when he has enough strength, he will bring people back to Tulum. port.

Messingrad is the only surviving son of the Wells family in Port Tulum, and the core of the Wells family. Bill's loyalty to the Wells family can be learned, and he promised to cooperate with Messingrad De's smuggling and fleeing even contacted a smuggling fleet of the Wells family to carry out a large-scale unloading operation in Sea Urchin Bay on the cusp of this storm.

But Messingrad's behavior at the moment was so weird that he didn't seem to be smuggling away at all.

"Uncle Bill, you have made a great contribution to the Wells family!"

Messingrad took out a thin golden oak leaf from his sleeve. He tore apart the golden oak leaf forcefully, wisps of golden flames spurted out, and the golden oak leaf turned into countless tiny shining star dust. Drifting far away in the wind.

"Believe me, after tonight, everything will be okay, everything will be different." Messingrad looked at Bill vowedly. "You can't imagine how much you contributed to the revival of the family tonight."

Bill looked at Messingrad blankly, his mind was in confusion.

The branches and leaves on the beach shook, and dozens of burly men wearing black robes, black armor and black cloaks walked quickly to the beach. Among these men is an old man wearing a black robe and a black cloak, holding a black cloth wrapped tightly in his hands, and constantly chanting words in his mouth.

"My lord!" Messingrad bowed to the old man in a solemn salute.

"Messingrad, your feats tonight will be rewarded." The old man stopped talking, smiling peacefully at Messingrad. "Then, let's leave quickly, while they are not aware of it."

"Messing..." Bill looked at the old man and the man next to him with a messy face.

These guys, although they don't look like their clothes, but depending on their words and deeds, these guys are all gods of the Golden Oak Church.

"Uncle Bill, don't ask, and don't talk about it in the future. You can stay in Love Gang and wait for me to come back." Messingrad smiled reservedly. "Trust me, the reputation of the Wells family. It will surely resound through Tulum Port again."

'puff'!

A long arrow made of pure metal flew from the darkness and shot from the center of Messingrad's brow.

In the muffled sound, a very fine line on the arrow flashed, and Messingrad's entire upper body burst into a thick cloud of blood.

"Here!" A dozen sturdy men let out a deep roar. The heat wave rolled over their bodies, their black cloaks were burning, and they instantly turned into flying ashes. Their bodies were enveloped in scarlet flames, and their black robes covered them. Vigorously dancing in the flames, without any damage.

"Messing! What the **** is going on?" The blue-ringed sea snake Bill watched Messingrad being killed by an arrow, his heart twitched, and he roared hysterically.

In the darkness, one after another metal long arrows came with a gust of wind, accompanied by a harsh tearing sound.

Bill rolled on the spot, rolling on the beach very embarrassedly, avoiding the arrow's attack. He hissed cursing, "Who are you and what are you doing? Messing, Messing...damn...you killed Messing...ah, ah, Family Wells, I won't let you go..."

"Puff puff puff", dozens of arrows hit Bill's body in a row.

Bill hissed miserably, his body swelled and contracted, the very fine lines on the arrows lit up, a huge force exploded, and Bill's body exploded with a ‘boom’.

On the small boat, two sailors panicked and wanted to jump into the sea.

Before they could jump up, everyone was hit by seven or eight arrows, and was blown to pieces by the mighty force attached to the arrow like Bill.

The dense arrows hit the brawny men entangled in flames.

The strong men drew out long swords that were almost as high as their bodies, held the swords in both hands, swept a large blazing storm, and drove the dense arrows far away.

"My lord, you evacuate first!" A strong man turned around, protected the old man wrapped in black cloth, and evacuated him to the boat.

Nearly a thousand feet away, on a cliff on the seashore, an ignition light flickered, with a scream, a cannonball shot out, and there was a loud noise. The cannonball fell in shallow water and exploded a stick that was more than twenty high. Feet of sea water mixed with a column of mud and sand.

The dinghy was stunned by the shock wave and turned into a pile of broken planks when it landed again ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ shelling? The shameless Durham Empire...Now that it is here, get out! "The brawny man guarding the old man roared furiously, the scarlet flame on his body suddenly turned blue and white, and then quickly turned pure white.

"The Deren Empire? What does this have to do with the Deren Empire?" A hoarse, vague voice sounded in the darkness. "Introduce myself, I am a robber from the mountains... lovely travelers, please Our valuable goods are left behind. We follow the rules. We robbers also have a code of ethics for robbers. We only make money and do not kill!"

In the darkness, a group of black clothes, black armor, black headgear, even the eyes are inlaid with two pieces of black crystals, and the whole body is not exposed to the outside. They hold various swords with long bows and hard crossbows. Groups of three, Carefully walked out into the battle queue slowly.

They walked through the bushes, through the grass, and on the beach, without making any sound.

The branches and leaves did not sound, the grass blades did not sound, the gravel did not sound.

They are like a group of invisible and innocent ghosts, quietly encircled from three sides, and surrounded the group of people that Messing responded to on the beach.