The monk stood up from the ground, tied his clothes, and looked very capable, and nodded at the demon hunter. Tang Sanzang was probably the most worry-free foreign aid for the witch, and he didn't get any equipment from the witch.

Xu Yichen knew that most monks were used to using their fists and regarded their bodies as the sharpest weapon, but there were only a few people like Tang Sanzang who didn't even use a piece of defensive equipment.

However, since Tang Sanzang chose this kind of fighting method, the Demon Hunter is willing to believe in his abilities. Among all the extraordinary people you can meet, the monk may not be the strongest combat power, but it is definitely the most reliable.

The samurai packed up his shackles, held the shield next to him in his hand, and took a big sip with his magic wine pot indifferently.

"The action begins." The demon hunter issued an order to Li Yanlong, who was far away in the slums. At this time, the message between players saved Xu Yichen a lot of trouble.

"Received!" With Li Yanlong's reply, the Demon Hunter nodded to Shadow Assassin Colin: "Go away."

The Shadow Assassin disappeared into the shadow. In the dark night, the Shadow Assassin will be the deadliest poisonous blade.

"There is action on the other side, and I can feel the vibration in the void." The witch took a deep breath and said to the demon hunter: "It depends on how many people the nuns will send to the trap we have prepared."

"Fate favors us." The demon hunter looked at the port in the dark. Under the influence of dark vision, he could clearly see the huge creatures appearing on the port.

The nearly 80-meter-long giant ship, with a sail with a wing-like momentum, drove into the port with an indomitable momentum. For a moment, the officials and workers on the docks had a commotion.

The huge hull and the unknown color made these mortals feel a little uneasy, the lighthouse in the port did not send any alarms, and the patrol ships did not send any signal.

The tax officer on the dock opened his mouth and looked blankly at the black ship that appeared from the thick fog. He didn't even notice that the account book in his hand was in charge of the record fell to the ground.

A black springboard was put down from the side of the ship, and a team of fully armed nuns walked down from the black ship and arranged neatly on the dock.

Forty nuns, standing silently on the dock, a nun holding a crimson abbey flag walked slowly down from the black ship.

"Retreat the mortal, the matter here has nothing to do with you. Take your people with you and leave here immediately!" An elderly clerk nun knocked the end of his scepter heavily beside the tax officer.

"Yes, yes...woman...sir." The tax officer fell to the ground the moment the scepter fell to the ground. After hearing the nun's words, he rolled and crawled backwards.

When the nun held the banner and walked into the middle of the nun's team, the tax officer had already left far away with the port staff.

"Missar, why did you let those mortals leave?" Sister Zhengqi looked at her dissatisfiedly: "Any unjusted mortal is suspected of having an affair with Chaos!"

"Mr. Pads, those mortals are just a group of poor people who make a living in the port. Let's focus on the tasks given by Lord Celistein." The clerk nun Misal responded without hesitation: "If time is spent on them, it may attract dissatisfaction from the local lords and the church."

"Weakness is the source of sin! Sister Misal, we represent the will of the Witch King!" The nun held the flag shouted loudly, and with the nun's voice, crackling thunder shone on the crimson flag.

"But because these mortals influenced the tasks assigned by Lord Celistein, it is probably not the will of the Witch King!" The nun of the clerk responded, and the magical inspiration brought by the scepter in his hand increased greatly.

"Hmph! I will report your weakness to Lord Celistein! Sisters will be ashamed of your behavior!" The nun held the flag and looked at the port staff who had disappeared, turned around and walked forward.

"Mr. Celistein can tell right from wrong." After saying that, the clerk nun Misal waved his arm: "Go away, sisters!"

The fighting nuns who had been silent around them followed the two leaders towards the slums of Anthony Harbor. Several young intern nuns had a hint of uneasiness on their faces. The quarrel between the two high-level nuns made them a little confused.

As the nuns disappeared into the shadows of the building, a dark figure climbed upwards along the black ship's gang with special tools.

The Shadow Assassin carefully observed the situation on the deck. The empty deck made the Shadow Assassin feel very uneasy. He had performed many secret infiltrating missions, but this time, the Shadow Assassin was sure that it was the most dangerous one in his career.

Carefully lurking in the shadow of the arrival of the mast for five minutes, the Shadow Assassin finally confirmed that there were no other secret whistles on the deck except for the five combat nuns on duty.

He carefully poked his head out and looked in the hidden direction of the Demon Hunter on the shore. The Shadow Assassin in the darkness could not find his companion's location.

I wonder if they could see it, the Shadow Assassin crossed his fingers and gestured a cross for ten minutes!

Colin took a deep breath and it was time to perform the real technique!

"Has he entered?" the samurai asked, patting the Demon Hunter's shoulder.

"The mouse has entered, and the countdown is ten minutes from now on. Vitoriya, you will be responsible for attracting enough enemies in a while. According to the information provided by the witch, there will be a battle team of up to 30 people on the black ship." The demon hunter instructed: "If a more difficult target appears, the monk will be responsible for entangling her!"

"I understand!" The samurai patted his shield: "I will let them know how women should fight!"

The monk Tang Sanzang nodded, indicating that he understood the meaning of the Demon Hunter.

"Okay, we're ready to act and create some noise to cover our mice!" The demon hunter stood up from his hiding place, drew out his big sword, and issued the final combat order.

The samurai Vitoria took out a special-shaped axe from her arms and made a discus throwing action: "Let me say hello to these little girls!"

With the roar, the samurai's strong muscles were as tight as steel wire, stretching, and finally released powerful kinetic energy. With her movements, the axe that ordinary people could use to log was thrown by the samurai. It flew nearly 100 meters away and was heavily nailed to the black ship's ship.

The huge force made the axe almost slash into the wooden bulkhead. As the axe handle burned out, a loud noise resounded through the black ship!
Chapter completed!