Blue and White Society - Chapter 340

[Chapter 330 Survival]

.. , when Lanbaishe

watched the missile enter the sea, Mo Poor dived desperately to the bottom of the sea.

The sea is only ten meters deep. He leaned against the mud on the bottom of the sea and looked back.

Seeing that the missile blasted open the cabin and blew up the hull, the fishing boat where Lego was on went straight to the sky, and was blasted into countless pieces of wreckage and blasted into the bottom of the sea.

Sure enough, it wasn’t a big warhead. It was so powerful that it could damage the cruiser at the most, and it might not even be able to sink it.

But after all, it only bombed fishing boats. The steel ship boards were instantly shattered, and the diesel fuel spread rapidly in the sea, turning into a sea of flames.

At the same time, the surrounding ships were all bombed, and the continuous bombing was spectacular. Mo Poor lay on the bottom of the sea as if watching the stars. The countless pieces of iron plates were meteor showers.

At this time, Lord Gou asked him about his safety, and Mo Poor opened his eagle eyes to reply, preparing to seriously avoid the impact of the next wreckage, but unexpectedly saw a bad figure.

Lego!

Just on the seabed not far from him.

“When did you come down?” Mo Poor was taken aback, his mouth was bubbling, and there was some air but no air.

This guy seemed to jump off the boat right behind him. Although he had extensive burns on his body, half of his body was bloody and bloody, he didn’t die.

As he sank in the sea, he saw Mo Poor reaching out to him with hopeful eyes.

Mo Qiong said in his heart, what are you still struggling with?

Wouldn’t it be nice to die honestly?

What kind of boat do you want to learn from me?

Obviously this guy had a calm face before, and even asked him for candy, as if he was mentally prepared to face death calmly.

Who knew that when the missile came, it was just like him, jumping into the sea in fright.

There is great terror between life and death, he knew that he would die for sure, but at that moment he just wanted to live a little longer.

Fortunately, this half-dead suffocation in the sea does not know what kind of impact it will suffer.

“Pfft!”

An iron railing broke through the sea water, and was driven by the shock wave and directly inserted into the Lego vest. His whole body was like a blood ball, infecting a large area of sea water.

Mo Poor didn’t care about him,

he opened his eagle eyes and dodged countless wrecks that sank into the sea.

Seeing Mo Poor on the bottom of the sea like a fish in water, Lego, tortured by the stuffiness and water pressure, is like a fish drying up on the shore, desperately struggling to the brink of death.

At this moment, not far away, a beam of spiral water rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed, engulfing the two of them together.

“Tornado?” Mo Qiong secretly sighed that the tornado was still formed, but Lego couldn’t live long.

He doesn’t care much, and now he only needs to think about living.

At the same time that Mo Poor was rolled up, he quickly caught a piece of deck wreckage and threw it into the distance.

I want to drag myself out of the envelope of the tornado in the form of fighting with swords.

On the other hand, Lego was miserable. He ascended to the sky involuntarily. The moment he was involved, he soared upwards and rushed out of the sea with a cloud of blood mist.

The sea is raging flames, and the ultra-high temperature steam is enough to scald people.

Lego let out a mournful wail, and his broken body, like a piece of meat in a hot pot, suddenly changed color and shrank together.

Half of the cruise ship suddenly flew over from the other side, like a huge hammer swung across the air, and slammed on him.

No plasma, just blackened lumps stuck to it.

A flash of lightning strikes, and the sticky objects emit a strong white light, turning into a wisp of blue smoke, which drifts away with the wind.

The half of the cruise ship also disintegrated again. Under the dismemberment of the two huge tornadoes, it became a more fragmented iron frame, and it disappeared without a trace in the tornado.

“Boom!” It wasn’t until Lego’s bones were turned into ashes that the thunder came late.

“It finally died. Missile bombing, sharp weapon penetration, whirlwind tearing, steaming meat, cruise ship impact, lightning vaporization… No wonder there are no bullets at all.”

Seeing Lego’s dead body with his own eyes, Mo Poor was relieved Come.

As expected, the intervention of the design book has come to an end.

However, the violent two-headed tornado did not stop.

Still wreaking havoc on this piece of sea, even though it was so violent, the flames were not completely extinguished, and they were still burning in patches in the wind and on the sea.

Such a big scene doesn’t just stop.

The Accidental Design Book doesn’t immediately end the disaster just because the target dies.

It doesn’t belong to it, it just creates accidents, the target dies, it just won’t continue to create accidents.

When this situation will disappear in the future, the universe will naturally decide on its own, and the design book has already been closed.

Fortunately, it is quite far away from the coastline here. Affected by the rising heat of the sea of fire, although the tornado accelerates to form, it also accelerates to disappear, and the duration will be very short.

But no matter how short it is, it doesn’t disappear all at once.

Nature has been enraged, and the twin-headed tornado is blooming with its last strength before it dissipates!

And the only person within the scope of its anger is Mo Poor…

Under such a natural disaster, there is no reason, no identity, and no mercy.

Even the emperor Lao Tzu said that he would die when he died, and that there is nothing wrong with nature, and there is no mercy under natural disasters, and the only way to survive is to rely on one’s ability.

Mo Poor relied on his sword to defend him, and he was about to pull himself out of the range of the tornado.

But the power of the tornado is not necessarily its center, but the countless sundries in the outer circle.

The tornado destroyed the fleet and stirred up countless steel fragments, each of which was a murderous weapon.

“It’s stabbed!” A steel plate quickly brushed across Mo Poor’s chest, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood in an instant. The wound was deep enough to show the bone, which naturally broke his aura.

“Cuckoo…”

Mo Poor’s chest was frantically bubbling, and countless frozen air gushed out from it, forming tiny ice cones and radiating ice flowers under the violent tornado.

Following the direction of the spiral, these ice cones and ice flowers form a river of white streamers.

“Pfft!”

Mo Poor felt the sharp pain of his body being pulled, clenched his teeth, and refused to let go. Seeing that he was about to leave the range of the vortex, he didn’t expect another half of the propeller blade to hit him from behind.

He let out a muffled snort, and a large cloud of ice bubbles spewed out from behind him.

Fortunately, the second injection was given not long ago, and he was in an extremely excited explosive state, but this state will not last long, and he must get out of the tornado as soon as possible.

However, there were too many sundries fluttering with the tornado, and each one was as threatening as a bullet under the powerful potential energy.

Mo Poor’s body was scratched and bruised all over. Every time he was injured, he tried his best to put on his majestic attire and force the blood into his body.

Ten seconds later, a refrigerator formed around him, and the frozen seawater wrapped him tightly, turning into a protective cover instead.

A simple air outfit has average defensive power and cannot withstand bullet-level impacts, but after mixing ice cubes and some iron bumps, the effect is surprisingly good.

He bled dozens of milliliters of blood, which froze nearly a ton of seawater around him.

A mix of steel plates, iron railings, half of the boiler, and a hatch…

turned out to be a copper wall and iron wall, wrapping itself like a coffin.

Finally, no more injuries.

Mo Poor used the deck to move, and then hid himself in the ice frame, keeping away from the tornado, and finally fell exhausted to the bottom of the sea a hundred meters away.

He was almost out of strength, he could hardly hold anything, he lost too much blood, he had been given two injections, and now he will go into shock once the effect of the medicine wears off.

At the last moment, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com took advantage of the effect of the medicine, dug a hole in the soft mud, and lay down in it.

Countless wreckage and ice slag covered him, burying him on the bottom of the sea.

This was his last measure of self-protection. It would be suicide if it were someone else, but he was different.

Lying in the sea is no different from lying on the shore, and the problems of water pressure and suffocation do not exist.

The only thing that hurt him was hypothermia.

Being so weak, his body temperature was rapidly losing, and he soon passed out with his eyes wide open.

I don’t know how long it took, but when he was dying, he felt that a small hand had dug himself out.

That delicate little hand was extremely strong, and it pulled him upwards.

Mo Poor struggled weakly, barely opened his eyes, only glimpsed a vague figure, like a kindergarten child.

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[End of this Chapter]