Fairy’s Box

Silence Labyrinth.

The shadow of the broken column seemed to be stretched and tilted, covering the ground in a disorderly manner, like countless huge sharp knives, dividing the air-conditioned hall into countless pieces.

The cold air is frosted on the mottled walls, the light is dim, and the phosphor fire on the lamppost flickers on and off. In places where the cold light does not shine, it is all the darkness in the thick fog.

In this dim yellow, Yale looked contemplative, sitting on the withered bone throne that once belonged to the King of Silence, tapping his right hand on the armrest unconsciously. And the former masters of this palace, the nine high-level undead kneeled on one knee respectfully, their eyes just staring at the black-haired knight, flashing with fear.

"How many boats do we have?"

Ale suddenly spoke, and at the same time cast his eyes on the King of Silence.

"Counting the rowing battleships specializing in side battles, there are a total of three hundred and sixty-one."

The burly and burly undead raised his head and answered meticulously in a tone that had nothing to do with him.

After being defeated and eroded by the black-haired knight, the anger on its old and sinister face has disappeared, and only the cold and numbness belonging to the deceased remains.

"So, you have always had an overwhelming advantage over pirates and sea demons, why didn't you destroy them?" Yale asked strangely, recalling the huge fleet outside the labyrinth.

"No matter how many crimes they commit, pirates are still human beings. If we exterminate and massacre humans in a certain area, the White Sand World will definitely be exposed to them. The strength of the deceased is not as strong as it was in the past. Once exposed to the sun, we will There will be no turning back.”

The King of Silence said coldly in an implacable tone.

"The delicious flesh and blood is in front of you, but it doesn't touch the slightest. This self-restraint attitude really makes people feel a lot at ease."

The black-haired knight nodded in admiration. The weak have the self-knowledge of the weak and know how to make their packaging harmless. It is not without reason that this group of undead lingered on until now, and they can still grow in an orderly manner.

"Subordinates are terrified."

The high-level undead touched his chest with his right hand and quickly lowered his head.

"Perhaps... the sea devils have the same concerns."

Yalei's mind flashed the image of the octopus Gobabur bargaining with himself, his expression slightly condensed, and after a moment of contemplation, his eyes turned to the higher undead under the seat:

"How much do you know about the sea emperor under the water?"

The deceased fell into silence, then looked around, and after the atmosphere froze for two seconds, the Weeping King stood up.

"That monster has only appeared suddenly recently, and its territory is on the bottom of the sea where even the undead can't touch, so we don't know anything about its situation. If you want to know the information, the sea monster may be a good choice." It calmly replied.

"let it go."

The black-haired knight smiled slightly, put his hands on the handrail, and stood up from the Throne of Dry Bones. Following this action, his figure quietly disappeared like an illusion, and the next moment, he appeared beside Kara and the others.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Kara twisted her neck in excitement, looking at the high-level undead who obeyed Yale's words, her face full of triumph.

Lydia, Bruno, Goethe, Lolo, and Clark crowded around at the same time, staring at Alei with burning eyes, and all pricked up their ears to wait for his next words.

The black-haired knight walked straight to the door of the main hall, his eyes followed the winding corridor into the depths of the mist, and in the twisted cold light, the darkness was like some kind of amorphous living creature, struggling with difficulty, madly dancing its minions... Trapped in the net, the trapped beast wants to escape, threatening the enemy who is trying to get close.

"Let's go, it's just the last step."

Yalei's pupils shrank slightly, and he waved his hand to set off a hurricane. The airflow roared out, and the fog along the way was instantly swept away.

...

When the black-haired knight brought nine high-level undead from a mashed ghost ship back to the United Fleet ship, the pirates were dumbfounded for half a minute, watching the wounded deceased speechless.

If it weren't for the high degree of recognition of the negative energy field of the high-level undead, they almost thought that their commander-in-chief was forging military exploits, and found a few fakes to get away with it.

He agreed to negotiate peacefully, how could he tie the boss back when he negotiated and negotiated! ?

And... nine of them are not missed!

You are completely out of the way!

All the big and small leaders of the pirates, including the top four, all stared at Yale with needle-like eyes, and there was a strange silence on the wide deck. In the face of this strange situation, if someone does not give a reasonable explanation, the pirates are expected to have a nervous breakdown.

"Cough, the war is over."

Yale cleared his throat and said slowly:

"The undead surrendered unconditionally. In order to show their sincerity, they came back with me to sign the defeat agreement... Well, that's the way it is. Do you have any questions?"

Don't take something as serious as war as easy as visiting your next door neighbor's house! You have taken the enemy's top management into a nest in such an understatement, have you considered our feelings? We feel like we are food buckets!

"Yes, I have!"

There was a sudden roar in the crowd, the shaking deck hummed, a burly man directly squeezed out of the crowd, and rushed in front of the black-haired knight.

Kaido had a blue vein on his forehead, panting like an angry bull, staring at him with fire-breathing eyes, and opening his mouth was a series of questions:

"What about weapons of mass destruction? What about viruses? Where are the sources of infection?"

"It's all been destroyed."

The black-haired knight nodded at him earnestly, then turned his attention to the high-level undead, and asked in a proving way:

"You're right?"

"Yes! All destroyed!"

The nine deceased nodded in unison.

"I do not believe!"

The two long whiskers under Kaido's nose were raised in anger, a black face turned purple, and the saliva mixed with wind pressure sprayed out like a storm, roaring like an enraged gorilla:

"This is a scam! From start to finish, this is a scam! Blackbeard! You must have made some kind of deal with the undead secretly...it must be like this!"

"not at all."

Yalei condensed a layer of wind wall to block the 'storm' on the opposite side, and explained patiently:

"What kind of deal can make them willing to be prisoners and give me the power of life and death? Your imagination is too rich, but you don't want to believe the facts in front of you."

"Okay, you kill them now!"

Kaido laughed in anger, and while observing the expression of the black-haired knight, he strengthened his vigilance to prevent the sudden onset of the high-level undead.