Chapter 602 Noisy (Twenty-Six)

"What on earth do you want to do?"

It can be seen that the old woman and demigod did not expect to be able to instantly kill Valentine to pieces. After being shocked, she did not continue to take action, but faced off with Weihele from afar.

Looking at the incredible state of the waves, she gritted her teeth and made a hoarse sound.

"Actually, I don't know, my part is over!"

Wihler still seemed to be smiling, and even said hello gracefully.

In fact, apart from the first block just now, he didn't take any action at all later on, almost watching Valentine disappear into ashes.

"Are you...Cassandra?"

He tried to discern the face beneath the hood.

"I didn't expect that you would come so far. It seems that the Night Master really takes it seriously."

"It's not just me!"

The demigod called Cassandra had a cold voice.

"You can't run away, tell them to stop now, otherwise you are dead."

"Sorry I can't."

Wihler glanced below the lighthouse.

The uproar was not dampened by Valentine's death.

There were countless men, women, and children, all standing stiffly and shouting.

Even at this moment, the noise in the boiling sound is fading away little by little, and a strange sense of coordination appears.

It feels like the hustle and bustle itself has been separated from the crowd and refined into a special existence.

"I'm sure this is just the beginning."

Seeing the murderous intent of the demigod on the other side, Weihele added another sentence, and at the same time turned his head to look into the sea, staring at the waves that seemed to be frozen.

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge splash of water suddenly exploded from the top of the cliff-like wave, and a majestic giant ship slowly emerged.

…

Almost as soon as it appeared, the giant ship erupted with a wail filled with pain and excitement.

Under the whining, the din all over the sky seemed to find an outlet and quickly became intertwined with it.

And in this gathering turbulent rhythm, the giant ship finally broke through the water completely.

This thing...is my goal?

And looking at the behemoth that appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but take a breath before paying.

The whole body is blue and black, but it is not the kind of filth that accumulates on the seabed. On the contrary, no marine life can be seen on the surface, and it is as smooth as skin.

Or that's the skin.

Fu Qian could see clearly at this moment that the giant ship was basically a giant blue-black body, with its limbs wrapped in a strange posture, twisting itself into the shape of a ship.

What is this, Ship God?

And how to kill this thing?

Before paying, he compared the figures of both parties and let out a heartfelt sigh.

At this time, in the middle of the giant ship, a huge mouth looked up toward the sky and opened, letting out a mournful cry again.

[San value minus 5]

It was fine when he looked directly at it just now, but now he was wailing at a close range, and Fu Qian found that he had dropped his head.

God, but not that God.

He did not lament his loss and quickly analyzed the information he obtained before paying.

Judging from previous experiences, those who I met who could be called gods almost immediately fell into disgrace when looked directly at them from close range.

It seems fine at this distance now, which probably means that the person himself is not in good condition.

But his howl was a complete shock, indicating that as the god of noise, the core concept of power was still there.

It is in line with what Wihler said before, because the state of sleeping for too long is not stable, and it is even a little half crazy.

Ha~ma~

The next moment, among the "Hamadus" that filled the sky, the blue-black giant ship seemed to have undergone new changes.

A rugged arm unexpectedly loosened its embrace and shot from the ship into the waves.

He is stretching.

After witnessing this scene, Fu Qian suddenly thought of a possibility in his mind.

Is it because of this uproar?

In the exciting shouting of one's own name, how to consolidate one's understanding of oneself step by step?

From the concept of a ship, to realize again that you are the God of Hustle?

If this is the case, this person may soon become invisible.

…

So hasn’t the hunting operation of the Native Council begun yet?

Fu Qian looked up at the lighthouse and found that Weihele and Cassandra were no longer in a confrontational state.

Even the demigods were inevitably affected by the commotion after Hamadus appeared. At this moment, both of them looked a little embarrassed, each struggling to hold on.

If I remember correctly, Wihler said that his mission was over, so Ariel should be the next one to appear, right?

The next moment this thought arose, a strong wind suddenly rose before my eyes, and instantly rolled into a whirlpool.

The originally nearly still waves were instantly shattered.

And under the strong wind, the black sea water slapped the huge body with extremely violent attitude.

Chelvers, after all, you are still dedicated!

Looking at the figure speeding past in the air, Fu Qian easily recognized the person.

He looked like the Donis prima donna whom I had seen before at the opera house.

This person must have rushed over as soon as he realized what was going on here, and his action was quite straightforward.

Faced with the sudden attack, Hamadus was obviously a little clumsy. Not only did he not have any instinctive counterattack, he even staggered around and flipped several times in a row.

Cognition is really confusing.

Fu Qian was an observer and could see very clearly.

This person's self-perception seems to be constantly oscillating between the god of noise and a ship.

This made Him instinctively want to stand up, while at the same time trying to resist the wind and waves like a ship.

The combination of these two responses makes it look extremely awkward.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Hamadus was temporarily restrained, Cervers rushed to the top of the lighthouse and landed beside Cassandra.

"I don't know. We need to determine their purpose."

The situation changed quickly, from one against two to two against one, but Cassandra's tone did not relax at all.

"Get rid of him quickly first, and then try to remove the abnormality below, otherwise I'm afraid only a bunch of idiots will be left after a long time!"

"good--"

Chelvers had no objections.

However, as soon as he agreed, he noticed something strange happened.

Its daybreak?

That's right, at that moment, a brilliant light was shining through the sea water, like the sun falling into the water.

And the sun finally emerged from the sea step by step, completing a real sunrise.

finally come?

Facing the scorching brilliant light, Fu Qian looked at the figure in the center of the sun.

Her golden hair was flying, and Ariel's face was like that of a god.

However, in this shocking scene, what Fu Qian paid attention to was this person's right hand.

It was a colorful glove, which seemed to be full of contradiction at first glance.

The exact same shape appeared in the hands of Count Valentine not long ago.

Before Fu Qian could confirm the relationship between the two, Ariel raised his right hand and, like everyone else at the dock, opened his mouth and made a sound.

Not Hamadus?

Fu Qian frowned slightly, trying to discern what he heard.

That's - Rom?