The bullet opened a large hole in the wooden wall behind Lu Jia's head, and the splintered wood fragments scraped Lu Jia's face, causing immediate pain. Subconsciously dodging a shot, Lu Jia picked up the chair and slammed it at the first mate. The door behind him opened at the same time. Captain Poirot and the fleet commander rushed in with a large number of sailors. The first mate's expression changed sharply. There were more and more people outside. While Lu Jia was talking, a large number of soldiers led by Captain Poirot and the fleet commander had already surrounded the ship. But things didn¡¯t go so smoothly. Seeing that Lu Jia had already hid in the blind spot of the shooting, the first mate roared wildly and fired two shots at the door, causing a moment of chaos. Lu Jia¡¯s heart sank, and he suddenly realized that he had overlooked one thing. That¡¯s the deterrent power of a weapon like a gun. Although there is magic in this world, this horrific scene with a flash of light and loud noise, and the instant death of the person being hit is obviously beyond the mental endurance of many people. With the first mate's blow, the encirclement suddenly burst into chaos. "Damn it, you are a bunch of useless losers who are stupid about playing games. Do you really think this is a computer game?" The first mate kept pulling the trigger and laughed wildly: "You think you can become NB after drinking a bottle of attribute potion and upgrading it? You've ruined your brain, you! I've lowered my attribute scores, so I'm waiting for a self-righteous waste like you!" Unable to shoot Lu Jia, the first mate smiled grimly and shot down the fleet commander who was guarding the door. "The commander is dead!" The chaotic crowd became even more chaotic with a cry. A gap appeared. In the air, the first mate fired several shots and fled. "Damn it chase! Chase! Chase! Chase! Hurry up!" Captain Poirot stared at the direction of the first mate's escape with scarlet eyes, and kept roaring. "It's not good Commander!" After a while, a sailor with a shoulder injury ran over in a panic: "Where is the Commander?" Captain Poirot roared: "The Commander is gone, you farted on me. "Ah? Captain! The mate used magic to kill the guards in the cell, and all the deserters were released!" "All the guards escaped?" Damn it? This made people run away?" "My lord! No one can stop the first officer's magic!" The messenger cried, and Poirot covered his forehead in distress before taking action after receiving Lu Jia's signal from outside. , many captains are still in a state of not knowing the truth. Now that the fleet commander died unexpectedly, the situation is even more chaotic. "Hurry up and chase." Lu Jia reminded: "When they leave the pass, they will definitely tip off the undead army." "Hurry up and chase! Hurry up and chase!" Captain Poirot woke up as if from a dream. Lu Jia suddenly remembered something: "Wait a minute, I'm going to get something. I'll be there soon." The advantage at the beginning turned into a complete disadvantage. Apart from the devastating table flip, Lu Jia couldn't think of any means that that person would use to come back. . People in the real world don't have the concept of camps. As long as the fleet is destroyed by the undead fleet, then the two of them can at least return to the starting line. If done properly, Lu Jia can also die here. Lu Jia really can't imagine what reason that person has. Don't do it. The narrow strait can only allow a few ships to pass side by side, and the sailors of several large ships are driving the boats desperately, chasing the target in front. "Hurry! Hurry, catch up!" Captain Poirot's excited call came from the deck. Of course, a group of ships driven by deserters will not be faster than a ship driven by skilled sailors, so the sailors on the mast quickly saw the traces of their opponents. At this moment, a violent whirlwind suddenly roared from the left side. Coming, amidst bursts of exclamations, the tall sail was torn into two pieces by the strong wind. "What the hell?" Lu Jia asked. "StormStorm of the Storm Sea!" the sailor cried in panic. "What the hell! The storm just passed the day before yesterday. Where can there be a storm?" Poirot roared. "Look there! Sea snake! It's a sea snake! The undead are attacking!" A black shadow like a mountain in the distance gradually revealed its majesty - a head as big as a car on a thick neck more than one meter thick set off shocking sea tides and storms, Huge waves hit and capsized a huge ship immediately. Lu Jia lost his footing and was rushed into the sea by a strong impact. Looking at the target floating further and further away, he felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. How could the undead attack at this time? After falling into the sea, Lu Jia fluttered wildly. If you drown here, everything will be over. Lu Jia became more and more panicked as seawater kept pouring into his nose. He couldn't swim. Roar! A hugeThe sound rumbled and echoed under the sea. Lu Jia was so frightened that he sank down, and the huge head slipped in front of him. 'Son of Leviathan Beast, Status: Manipulated, Threat: 1663 (Extremely Dangerous) In the sea of ??this world, this sea snake is at the top of the food chain. When targeted by him, your prayers will be chosen. You swallowed it in one bite instead of biting it in two.' When Lu Jia was confused and confused, he felt as if a thick arm had pulled him out of the sea. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ When Lu Jia woke up, the sky fell into darkness again, and there was an unfamiliar beach around him. "Ha! Viper! You finally woke up!" Captain Poirot, who was wearing only a vest, shouted when he saw Lu Jia was awake. "That guy is still alive?" Lu Jia touched his head. He was not dead yet, and no other mission-related words popped up on the retina panel, indicating that the game was not over yet. "You still care about that spy? Damn it, if I hadn't dragged you swimming for an hour, you would have been eaten by the sea snake as a snack." "You actually saved me?" "Saved you? It was just a matter of convenience. "Poirot smiled ferociously: "You should be lucky that you happened to be closest to me at that time." "Really? Lu Jia remembered that when he was knocked off the ship, he was in the cabin and Poirot was on the deck. They fell into the sea one after the other. How could it be such a coincidence. Has the emotional investment in the NPCs in the plot paid off? It's also good value for money. "Where is this?" Lu Jia shook his head. "This" Poirot looked distressed: "It should be on the island outside the pass. I remember that we drifted a long way away." Lu Jia fell silent, thinking about the situation in front of him: "How long have I been unconscious?" "About three hours." "The fleet is finished" Lu Jia sighed. "What did you say?" Poirot asked in disbelief. "I said the fleet is finished." Lu Jia repeated: "The undead attacked at that time, the commander was absent, the command was chaotic, and there was a traitor there was no reason why the fleet couldn't be finished." Poirot's eyes were blank, and he sat down on the beach: "It's over? Is the fleet just like this? I" He wanted to say he didn't believe it, but he couldn't deceive himself. He looked at Lu Jia, his expression was filled with fierce gnashing of teeth for a while, and then turned blank. "It's over? It's over?" Poirot asked repeatedly to himself, but his tone was tinged with tears. Lu Jia patted him on the shoulder and suddenly blocked Poirot's mouth: "Quiet!" Poirot glared at Lu Jia. Lu Jia pointed towards the sea. Poirot saw a large number of ghost ships slowly sailing towards the pass. The boat that the first officer drove away was also in the corner of the fleet, sailing slowly and slowly following the giant fish-shaped sea beast in the center.