Chapter 396 Send someone home
Adrian walked out of the captain's cabin on the top floor of the Abyss with a calm face and walked slowly downwards.
After spending a huge amount of experience points, he has now become the so-called "level 100 ultimate" player.
As long as you complete two upgrade tasks, you can completely cross the boundary of top masters.
Instead of relying on complex and changeable fruit abilities to force a draw like before!
However, the career upgrade task requires a lot of time and energy, and you can't rush it for a while.
Instead of worrying about the distant advancement of strength, it is better to focus on the present, plan short-term plans, and deal with the characters that need to be dealt with.
After leaving the captain's cabin, Adrian walked along the neat and elegant cabin aisle and walked all the way to a cabin.
He raised his finger and tapped the wooden door a few times.
"Please wait a moment!"
There was an urgent shout from inside the door, and along with a rustling sound, the fishman adventurer Fisher Tiger, who was covered in white bandages, opened the hatch from the inside.
"Excuse me, what can I do? Lord White Ghost! If you are asked, I will do my best to do it!"
Fisher Tiger's questioning attitude was respectful and mixed with deep gratitude.
"No, you don't need to do anything yet."
Adrian raised his palm and bluntly rejected Fisher Tiger's kindness. He moved his eyes up and down and looked at the other person several times.
"Is your physical condition better now?"
"There is no problem anymore - cough cough!"
Fisher Tiger confidently raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and hammered his chest several times. Unexpectedly, it directly triggered a violent cough, and he quickly turned sideways.
Adrian took a few steps back without leaving a trace.
"Don't push yourself too hard, Fisher Tiger."
The fish-men do have physical fitness that far exceeds that of humans, and Fisher Tiger is one of the best.
But he didn't know how long he had been a slave in the Holy Land of Mariejoia. Most of his originally healthy and strong body had been lost due to the continuous torture of the Celestial Dragons.
The injuries on this fish-man adventurer are definitely not just the bullet holes on his body.
certainly.
In this sea, it is not difficult to restore physical condition.
Simply put.
As long as you eat more and drink more, you can solve 90% of injury problems.
Fisher Tiger coughed a few more times, wiped his mouth randomly, and said a little shyly: "I'm sorry, Mr. White Ghost, I'm a little out of control."
Adrian waved to Fisher Tiger, "Seeing that you still have the ability to move, then come with me first, and let's meet that world noble."
Hearing this familiar name, Fisher Tiger couldn't help his pupils shrinking slightly, and he couldn't help clenching his red webbed hands.
At this moment, all that filled his mind was the miserable life of slavery.
Looking at the retreating back of the white ghost, Fisher Tiger took a deep breath, put aside the irrelevant thoughts in his mind, and quickly followed.
The two of them walked to the rudder of the Abyss one after another, and through Rumi's control, they directly entered the strong city fortress.
Musgarud, who had been locked up in a small dark room for three days without getting a drop of water, was already dying, without any of the arrogance of a Celestial Dragon.
Fisher Tiger looked at the piece of meat in the room that could barely be regarded as a "living creature" in amazement. For a moment, he couldn't believe it.
Is this also a Celestial Dragon?
At this moment, Fisher Tiger still remembered the extremely arrogant Draco face before he completely lost his self-awareness.
The memory of being forced to kneel before Musgarud was still vivid in my mind.
But now...
"The huge mental punishment of being locked up in a small black room is reversely eliminated by this depressed state and low IQ. I really don't know how to describe it."
Adrian touched his chin, looked at the weak-breathing Saint Musgarud, and murmured to himself.
"What?"
Fisher Tiger was too shocked by the current situation of the Draco people and could not quite hear Adrian's words.
"Nothing."
Adrian waved his hand and glanced at Fisher Tiger again.
"Fisher Tiger, if Saint Musgarud is handed over to you at this time, how will you treat the real murderer who has murdered countless compatriots on Fish-Man Island?"
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As world nobles, the Celestial Dragons do not only have a hobby of raising slaves.
But unfortunately, Saint Musgarud is the one who likes fish-man slaves the most among all the Celestial Dragons!
In other words, most of the endless slave trade in the Fishman Island in the past can be "attributed" to the personal preferences of Saint Musgarud.
Hearing Adrian's words, Fisher Tiger subconsciously looked at the Draco who collapsed on the ground, his lips grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, and his eyes were stained with blood.
Memories of the past flooded my mind.
If possible, Fisher Tiger really wanted to drown Saint Musgarud with his own hands.
Watch as the sea water covers the other person's head bit by bit, pouring into the nose and throat drop by drop, filling up the trachea and internal organs, thereby washing away the sins on the other person's body from the inside out!
But——
Fisher Tiger recalled everyone on Fish-Man Island and couldn't help but shook his head.
If he really kills the Celestial Dragon, Fish-Man Island will definitely be angered by the World Government. At that time, the World Government's Demon-Slaying Order may even be triggered, allowing the Navy to directly send troops to wipe Fish-Man Island out of the deep sea!
Given the nature of the Celestial Dragon race, this situation is not impossible!
And such a heavy price is definitely not what Fisher Tiger wants to see.
Fisher Tiger didn't look evil, but showed a bit of bitterness.
"Lord White Ghost, stop teasing me."
Adrian raised his eyebrows and praised instead.
"Yes, even when faced with enemies who are eager to kill them quickly, it is indeed rare to have such self-control."
Fisher Tiger is indeed an outlier among the fish-men.
He grew up in the Fishman Street where evil and hatred are hidden, but he has never expressed hatred towards humans.
Even when he attacked Mariejoia and freed a large number of slaves, he did not deliberately kill the Celestial Dragons.
Otherwise, after doing such a big thing, this fish-man hero only has a reward of "230 million Baileys"?
If the Tianlong people are really killed, this number will definitely quadruple, which is the minimum!
"You are very complimentary, Lord White Ghost."
Fisher Tiger smiled bitterly and simply remained silent.
Adrian walked up to Saint Musgarud and condensed a spiritual pressure light whip in his hand, which was extremely flexible and trapped the opponent's body.
"Ah! What are you going to do?"
Saint Musgarud woke up from his deep sleep and asked in a dry and hoarse voice.
The extremely noble world noble looked at the two 'untouchables' in front of him in shock and anger, and was too stunned to say a harsh word.
A white mask suddenly appeared on Adrian's face. He bent down and stared into the eyes of the Celestial Dragon with two dark eye sockets.
"Saint Musgarud, get ready to go home."
"Hiccup——"
Looking at the white ghost so close at hand, Saint Musgarud rolled his eyes, twitched his legs, took a breath of cold air, and collapsed on his back.
Fisher Tiger's eyelids twitched wildly, and he felt a mixture of surprise and surprise in his heart.
Adrian also quickly put away his [Virtual Face] and used his sense of sight to sense the aura of the Celestial Dragon.
"It's okay, okay, as long as I'm not dead."
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