Liao Chengdong was walking back to the captain's room step by step.

He had just watched with his own eyes the second transport ship sinking into the sea with burning flames.

The ship he is on now is the last one.

As far as the eye can see, there are deaths everywhere, huge cracks on the deck, and the entire transport ship creaking.

The entire transport ship was wailing, but the blood-colored shadow in the sky was as unshakable as a god.

Liao Chengdong didn't know how it did it, but he saw Su Chen.

Su Chen stopped above the boundary between the Kingdom of the Dead and the Federal High Seas, and the female knight named Joanna stopped him.

Therefore, he returned to the captain's room, found the megaphone of the transport ship, adjusted it, and it was still usable.

Liao Chengdong laughed softly, opened it, and slowly spit out what he wanted to say.

"Su Chen. Let's go, you have done enough, don't die here, let's go."

In the distance, Su Chen suddenly looked in this direction.

Joanna also glanced here in shock.

Only the scarlet shadow, while slaughtering arbitrarily on one side, coldly "stared" at Su Chen here, like an upper-level predator, condescendingly examining his prey, arrogant to the extreme.

It could kill Liao Chengdong immediately, but didn't start, instead, it left him alive and talked to Su Chen, using it as bait.

It seems to be extremely interested in Su Chen.

Su Chen was also watching it silently, falling into silence.

He knew that he had been fooled by taking a step forward. However, watching the death everywhere close at hand, and the extremely arrogant and unruly posture of that scarlet shadow, he was still making a difficult decision, whether to kill him or not?

So many people are being killed, Liao Chengdong is even on that ship...

Do you want to stop here?

Su Chen is not someone who gave up lightly, but the appearance of this scarlet shadow, he was unprepared, the new armor has not even entered the complete transformation process, he is just an ordinary second caste, **** a fourth caste ?

Prepared and unprepared, crushed by absolute strength.

To kill yourself now is to die.

Will one more die today?

"Mr. Su!" Joanna looked at Su Chen's changing expression, once again instigated her horse, and stopped right in front of Su Chen.

Su Chen looked at her: "Do you know what it is? There is also a fourth caste... Why do you think I must die?"

Joanna gritted her teeth and said: "Unless you are also the fourth caste, whether it is the first or second caste, or the third caste, in front of the fourth caste, it is like a primitive man holding a sword and a shield holding hands. The modern people with guns that you are familiar with, you have no chance, as long as you cross our territory, you will be killed directly by it, there is no room for conversion, the so-called hole cards of low castes have no place in front of middle castes. significance."

Joanna didn't lie, she looked worried, in a state of urgency.

She really didn't want Su Chen to die in vain.

Listening to these words, Su Chen slowly lowered his head, completely silent.

...

far away.

East London port.

Xiao Ping left the dark energy heavy artillery, and step by step came to the front of the Knights of the Kingdom of the Undead not far away. Amidst an exclamation, he knelt down heavily, and slowly lowered his head.

Brent turned around in an exclamation: "You are..."

Xiao Ping was just the beginning, followed by the second and third...

Above the misty and bleak East London port, knelt down densely.

Countless people from far Liao.

Countless voices converged in the port of East London.

"Help us..."

"Help the people from Yuanliao..."

Seeing this scene, Brent's body was trembling slightly, and his hand was pressed on the hilt almost instantly.

But... at that moment, a knight next to him immediately took a step forward, pressed his hand, and said: "Captain, don't go crazy, the king and the knights haven't moved, don't you understand? The final day has not yet arrived. If we take this step today, there will be millions of dead people than today! Moreover, we don’t even have a third surname here, a group of second The first surname is to challenge a fourth caste, do you want to take our entire brigade to death?"

Brent thought of something, looking at the distant people everywhere, the hand holding the sword, moving away with great difficulty, little by little, little by little.

There was a moment of silence, Xiao Ping, who was facing him, bent his knees and knelt in front of him.

It's a splash.

The knights behind Brent knelt down.

At the Port of East London, for a while, no one was even standing.

Xiao Ping looked up blankly: "You...what are you doing, you..."

Brent didn't speak, he lowered his head, and only kowtows to the people everywhere.

again and again

He tried so hard, the sound shook the audience.

Xiao Ping finally understood something and watched this scene desperately.

Desperate crying sounded all over the East London Port.

In the distance, Lance had already landed in a corner, watching this scene with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, like a bystander.

At the far end, Joanna could no longer speak, but instead of her, the voice from above the battlefield.

On the last transport ship.

Someone stepped on the disintegrated deck and came to the side of the ship, hissing in the loud noise of destruction.

"Mr. Su, you go!"

The voice was hoarse, but it was drowned by various loud noises in the blink of an eye.

But he is not alone.

Old people, children, women, warriors...

Different voices.

Different corners.

Every edge of the battlefield was shouting the same sentence.

Mr. Su, you go.

Liao Chengdong left the captain's room. He climbed onto the top of the ship's building, pointed to the invincible arrogant shadow in the sky, and said word by word: "What kind of monster are you? Why did you attack us?

"You have the power to kill us, but you don't even want to tell us what you are?

"Why on earth, we people from Yuanliao must die?

"We have put in so much effort and died so many talents to come today, only to see a glimmer of hope. If you want us to die, we must die?

"You are so powerful, but do you want to hide your head and show your tail?

"Aren't you inferior to us humans who were slaughtered like pigs and dogs at will?!"

Liao Chengdong wanted to use his last death to gain a little bit of information, but the blood-colored shadow simply ignored him, as if his struggle, anger, and roar had no meaning in themselves.

It only looked at Su Chen silently. It was clear that only the last blow could destroy the last transport ship, but it still hadn't started, as if it was waiting for Su Chen to get out in a rage.

But Su Chen was in silence.

Joanna said: "Mr. Su, you must not be fooled. You still have a chance. You can become the awakener if you don’t do it once. As long as you don’t die today someday, you may also reach the fourth caste. !"

The gale blows along the sea.

Finally, Su Chen slowly took a step back. He raised his head, his eyes were blood red, and he said coldly:

"I will find you.

"wait for me.

"wait for me--

"Come to kill you."

The **** shadow only fell vertically, breaking through the sound barrier in an instant, hitting the last transport ship like a cannonball.

At the last moment, Liao Chengdong turned around and glanced back, his smile was full of bitterness.

In the crimson light, the third transport ship sank completely into the sea.

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