I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

  Chapter 89 Lone Brave

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   Teleport…

   Surrounded by layers of majestic mist, a black figure stepped out from the still space, with footsteps accompanied by the ticking of the hour hand.

In the last period of the ghost ship, the "gatekeeper" conducted image data transmission through dream transmission, which quickly allowed Tu Fu to master the basic transmission ritual in a short time, and after cutting his hand, drip blood on the logbook to stabilize the fulcrum of the anchor .

   After finishing the study, Tu Fu immediately drew inferences from one instance,

   The first sentence was to consider asking Teacher Men to teach him ancient Assyrian in this way, but he was rejected decisively as expected.

"came back."

  Returning from the boat, when Tu Fu, who was wearing a black robe, returned to the Wood area of ​​Leeds, he felt a little uncomfortable due to a strong sense of dizziness.

  Tu Fu had exhausted too much energy from his previous actions. When he returned to the underground tavern he had just destroyed, Tu Fu glanced at the distance on the map. It was not too far from Pulitzer Harbor in the Wood District.

  From the monitoring, he saw the commotion in the square, turning the surrounding area into a hell.

  People living in this area didn’t know what happened, so they could only flee crazily.

  Even though there are many uniformed police officers maintaining law and order, it is really embarrassing for all the citizens who want to settle down in a district.

   Putting on the ugly golden skull mask again, Tu Fu dragged his tired body and walked towards Pritz Harbor, in the rush of people fleeing all around.

  He was the only one who took the initiative to approach the danger against the crowd, and the citizens around him looked at this rebel as if they were looking at a monster.

  Just a little closer to the center of the square, the smell of blood swept over.

   I don’t know how many supernatural beings and police officers from the Police Department were buried here. When the supernatural beings were powerless to resist and fell one after another, the policemen with guns became the last line of defense to protect the citizens.

  They rushed towards the terrifying monster tirelessly. On the body of the evil **** Bieber who revealed the mythical form, he waved his wriggling tentacles.

  A huge scarlet eye on the arm gradually recovered.

  Even though the police officers continued to shoot bullets, the tentacle monster continued to bleed blood, but it quickly healed.

  After several rounds of **** sacrifices, this terrifying evil spirit has recovered a lot of strength. The physical strength of a single round has almost reached the level of a demigod, so it is naturally difficult to break through the defense.

  From a distance, you can also feel a huge sense of oppression. As a human being, you are born with an instinctive sense of fear of giants. Standing in front of you may not even dare to lift your head.

  The situation of the strongest Transcendents in the square is not much better at the moment.

  The adventurer captain's hard body was hardened by steel, and when he confronted the monster Bieber head-on, he was beaten to pieces, vomited blood, and fell directly on the spot, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

   "I tried my best, so be it..."

  The last Sequence 7 Mason who still preserved his combat power stood pale in the distance, and he already had the idea of ​​retreating.

  After the confrontation just now, he was also exhausted. He, a foreign transcendent who is not under the management of the church, has done his best as a citizen, and no one will blame him again.

  The old-fashioned heroic police officer Kirby also chose his favorite and most heroic way not long ago, and directly broke into the dreamland of the evil **** that descended in Leeds.

  Not hesitating to be a self-exploding bomb, but the opponent caused a lot of trouble.

   There are not a few people like him, and those Sequence 8 Transcendents in the Extraordinary Squad are also desperately trying to block the monster Bieber's killing with flesh and blood one after another, constantly delaying the opponent's attack on Leeds.

   "Good job, Mason."

  Tu Fu, wearing a disguise mask, squeezed in and out from the square, and came behind the pale Mason Adams, and said something coldly.

   "Are you?" Mason turned his head and hesitated.

   "Mr. 'Media Man' asked me to say hello to you." Tu Fu borrowed his tuba and expressed his intention to Mason, "You have done well enough, leave the rest to me."

  Mr. Media's favored one!

   Sure enough, after reporting this name, Mason's eyes were full of respect, "It is my honor to serve Mr. 'Media Man'."

  Mason's posture was very low, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

   Sure enough, Skynet is still here.

  The purpose of that "media person" may not be this club at the beginning, but to root out the evil **** behind Bieber.

  It seems that this is a confrontation between the high planes.

   There wasn't much time for chatting, Tu Fu patted Mason on the shoulder and continued to move forward without stopping.

   After saying hello, Tu Fu continued to walk forward. The more he could feel the chilling pressure, the closer his teeth could not help shaking.

  A mythical form of an evil **** that is close to the full body is in front of him, and the sense of oppression on the front is too strong, and the surrounding low-sequence Transcendents are already full of courage just standing here.

   The center of the battlefield.

  A scruffy man who was supporting himself with a long sword and couldn't even stand up was kneeling in the center. He was covered in blood, and he didn't have the slightest demeanor of a knight.

  In the hollow and numb eyes of Roman, he condensed and fired the last air cannon with all his strength, and then collapsed from exhaustion.

  When he saw the undead monster stand up again, he lost the last bit of hope in his eyes, and could only kneel down helplessly.

   Unwilling to crazily beat the ground and growled, Roman wanted to cry for his companion, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth.

  His tears and blood were running dry.

   With a body full of injuries and exhaustion, fighting to such an extent with an evil **** who is probably close to the strength of a demigod is already very good in the eyes of others.

   But if it hadn't been for the years of sinking, if he had taken the potion of Sequence 6 early, with his talent, he could even launch a counterattack against a demigod now.

  The tragedy in front of me will never happen.

   There is no need for these young superhumans to use their weak strength to shake that mountain.

  If he tried a little harder, Kirby wouldn't have to sacrifice himself to hold that monster back.

  Facing this huge sense of powerlessness, the unspeakable remorse made Roman almost grit his teeth.

  He hated himself so much. If he hadn't exhausted his physical and spiritual strength, he would have rushed to the monster and let him slap himself to death.

"Da da…"

  A light step passed by Roman, and the other party's eyes seemed to pause on him for a moment, looking at the half-dead black swan chief knight.

   "There is no need to die."

  Roman sighed softly when he saw that the visitor was wearing a hooded black robe and a weird mask, who seemed to be the remnants of the fight club.

  That melancholy tone has completely smoothed out the arrogance and domineering of the past, and has left no trace of the dignity of a mid-sequence transcendent.

  Tu Fu behind the mask just smiled lightly, then continued walking forward without saying a word.

  The more you move forward, the more cruel the battle becomes.

  The broken limbs and horrific howls everywhere turned the port into hell.

  Tu Fu has experienced the same cruel environment, and he is not afraid of the tragedy in front of him. Instead, his gaze becomes firmer, and he walks step by step towards the monster Bieber who has completely become the embryo of the evil god.

  Every step is with fearless determination, like a lone brave man with great courage.

  He moved his upper and lower lips, began to use the ritual that the "gatekeeper" had taught him just now, and was ready to recite the series of spells at any time.

   "SantaMaria...Santa Maria..."

  He started the anchoring ceremony to lock the ghost ship again, adjusted his breathing and quickly entered a meditative state. It was not easy for him to use such a method, and starting two rituals at the same time continuously drained all his energy.

  He had a splitting headache after a few quick attempts in a short period of time.

   "Hoo~"

   It seems that the spell has played a role.

   On the square, a strong wind suddenly blew up.

  Accompanied by the sound of wind blowing from left to right, Tufu swept across the entire port square, his dark cloak fluttered with the wind, but his solitary figure was so conspicuous.

   "Come here, come here, look over here..."

  Tu Fu kept chanting in a low voice in his heart, and his whispering actually made the mythical monster look over.

  The oppressive feeling of looking directly at him made Tu Fu's heart beat faster and faster, and the stench burst out, and with the opponent's large movements, Tu Fu also gritted his teeth and started the continuing transmission ceremony.

   There is no countdown this time, but the surrounding scenes still stop with Tu Fu's actions, except for the evil **** "Bieber" who has infinitely contacted him in front of him.

  Tu Fu stretched out the palm of the nitrile glove that had been put on a long time ago, and pressed it directly on the tentacle that was slapped by the other party. His facial features were so hideous that they were almost cracked, and he quickly growled with the priming words that he had rehearsed many times in advance:

   "Teleport!"

"boom!"

  Seeing that Tu Fu was about to be sent flying by the tentacles, a cloud of gray mist shrouded the square.

  Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

  The strange and majestic gray fog that appeared from nowhere swept across, and sent Tufu... along with the evil **** who parasitized Bieber back.

  (end of this chapter)