"It's almost here, Little Garden."

At the same time, the navy headquarters.

"really"

With the information collected by the spies these days, the Warring States frowned.

Seeing him so solemn, Crane couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

"The flying squirrel guessed it right."

He put down the piece and pushed it to the staff of Crane.

"That thing has grown up by one-fifth again in a few days. Look at its original appearance. Do you believe that only half a month has passed?"

There are several photos in it.

The first one was when the broken warship was hiding behind the mountain col when it first appeared on Vickro Island, and the corpses were brought to the mouth by the undead zombies.

Looking back, the abominable battleship Levi Ansen was born.

The same day after that, no more growth all the time.

This is definitely not the growth rate of normal organisms!

Black Earl used his evil magic to create such an absurd evil battleship!

The Warring States period would rather Lowett himself be stronger than to create these troublesome creatures.

"In addition, according to reports from the spies, although this warship can move freely, it is not actually a living thing, and its body temperature is consistent with the outside temperature."

The Warring States squinted his eyes: "That’s why it can grow so fast. Only about 30% of the things eaten by it are digested or assimilated into other things. The remaining 70% becomes part of the body. How much How long."

"But there is definitely a limit."

Crane didn't worry too much, and they hadn't dealt with a behemoth that was hundreds of times larger than Leviathan. The simple size was not enough.

"Yes, I think so too, but what if it doesn't?"

The Warring States tone was dumbfounded: "To tell the truth, I really regret it now."

"It's not that I regret not ordering him to be killed in the first time, but that I regret leaving him among the scums of 153."

Lowett's ability is indeed not positive, but if it is used well, the deterrence is also huge.

However, the muddy water of the 153 branch was more muddy than the blue pheasant imagined, and it missed the only opportunity to pacify it.

So, trouble came.

"Hey!"

The Crane staff sighed silently, and then said, "Don't worry, Sengoku. The Red Dog personally arranged for the Ghost Spider Lieutenant General to be dispatched. He is not as good at dealing with flying squirrels."

The shame of the hawks should be cleaned up by the hawks themselves.

Even without the reminder of the flying squirrels, Aka Inu would not be stingy with combat resources. After all, the lieutenant general in this department is on standby most of the time.

"maybe."

Thinking of the notice to find the traces of Lowett coming from the front, Zeng Guo looked a little better.

As a veteran, although the ghost spider is not as comprehensive as the flying squirrel, it is cruel and more suitable for dealing with thugs.

Thank you book friend for 500 tips for all the nicknames I want, thank you book friend Xiyun for 100 tips, thank you for your support!

At the same time, thanks to editor Wakaba for arranging the recommendation.

Ashamed, the book’s performance increase last week was almost zero, and today I still received two consecutive recommendations, and one is a client.

Hey, for fear of letting down the high expectations.

Another thing is that this book is about magic hegemony, not farming hegemony, so there will be no plot of teaching apprentices to be helpers, and necromancers don’t need to train helpers in this way, right? The tone is set from the beginning.

I can accept the accusation, but the misunderstanding will not work.

The previous has been modified, and Dashu used improper words. I am sorry here. &t;!over

Chapter 68, The Little Garden

Rumble! !

The high-altitude dark clouds and dense blasting sound rolled, and the violent thunder snake danced wanton among the clouds, flashing and bursting brightly.

The world is dim, and thick dark clouds hang on the sky, giving people the illusion that they are within reach.

Who would have thought that just three minutes ago, the sky was cloudless, windless and waveless.

In the East China Sea, a tsunami as high as 100 meters has occurred once in a century.

But now, this height can only be reduced to a foil.

Huge waves of hundreds of meters and thousands of meters high pushed the Levi Ansen to the top of the cloud, and then slid down at high speed along the back of the waves.

"My lord, please enter the cabin and leave it to us here."

Ah Jin came to the front of the deck against the storm, and said to Lowett, who was sitting on the deck without the thunder every day.

Hearing this, Lowett slowly withdrew from the sea of ​​souls, his eyes regaining clarity.

"No, I feel there are signs of islands ahead, and I speed up to rush over."

Is there an island ahead?

A Jin looked into the distance, with doubts on his face.

Why did I not see it?

"I feel that the natural elements are distinct and independent, and there are a lot of earth element particles floating there, which is clear and dazzling in my eyes."

Seeming to know what he was thinking, Lowett smiled.

"You can do this soon, trust me."

Akin: ""

Thinking of the two scrolls, the corners of Ajin's mouth twitched: "Understood."

Then he turned his head and shouted: "Wallace, your lord let us rush out."