Chapter 1909 Two Lines of Blood and Tears Are Spinning

Hydra couldn't speak, obviously couldn't answer Redis' question, and could only utter a painful low voice.

At this moment, Redis was shocked and angry in his heart, and he quickly ordered to summon Kapa, ​​the patriarch of the murlocs, to come and see him.

However, a few days passed, but there was not even a sound.

This can't help but raise a little anxiety in Redis' heart.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?!"

After a period of entanglement, the uneasiness in his heart finally drove him to send the Black Sail Fleet and Harpy under his command to go to the nearby waters to investigate the situation, and at the same time confirm the situation of the murlocs, hoping to gain something.

However, it is a pity that Redis' Black Sail Fleet has already encountered the worst opponent for them within two days of going out!

The heavy main guns spit fire, and in the roar of the gunfire, one after another, the black sail battleships directly turned into a piece of wreckage on the sea.

Standing on the deck of the main flagship of the South China Sea Fleet, Weiyuan, holding a telescope, Luo Ji, watching the battle, had a slightly surprised expression on his face.

Although he thought it would be easy to play, he didn't expect it to be so easy!

"This dark elf's black sail fleet is a bit incompetent."

Hearing this, Chris Evans, who was standing next to Luo Ji at the time, couldn't help but slightly raised his brows.

He couldn't pretend he didn't hear this!

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, those battleships on the opposite side are just ordinary battleships with black sails."

"Oh? How do you say that?"

In the previous all-out war, Luo Ji had not actually fought Chris Evans' Black Sail Fleet seriously.

By the time he arrived on the battlefield, Chris Evans' black sail fleet had already fought with Tang Song's dwarf fleet to the point of running out of ammunition and food, and there was not much fighting power left.

Therefore, he only knows about the 'Black Sail Fleet'.

He knew that the dark elves had such a special fleet, but he had never seen the strength of this fleet with his own eyes.

Looking at Luo Ji's curious face, Chris Evans, after coughing heavily, pointed at the wreckage of the black-sailed battleship on the opposite side and said...

"The black sail battleships of our dark elves, the worst, have to be made of spiritual wood that is more than a hundred years old, and then let the elf craftsmen chisel the corresponding incantations around the hull for blessing, and use the power of the elements. It takes more than ten years to drive and manufacture an ordinary black-sail warship, and the opposite black-sail warship, not to mention the blessing of incantation, its hull is not even a spiritual wood! It is not worthy of being called black at all. Sail battleship!"

"Wait, wait! Wait a minute! What did you just say?!"

At this moment, Luo Ji always felt as if he had heard something extraordinary.

"Its hull is not even a spiritual wood, so it is not worthy of being called a black sail battleship?"

Chris Evans, who was suddenly interrupted by Luo Ji, repeated what he had just said with a subtle expression on his face.

"No, go ahead, the previous sentence..."

"Let the elf craftsmen chisel the corresponding incantations around the hull for blessing, and drive them with elemental power?"

"Go ahead."

"The worst thing has to be made of spiritual wood that is more than a hundred years old?"

"..."

The stomach suddenly hurts.

"You are dying! Are your black sail battleships made of spiritual wood that is more than 100 years old?! Such a big ship, so much wood, is it all spiritual wood?!"

"yes."

Chris Evans looked right.

"One-hundred-year-level spirit wood is the minimum requirement. Three-hundred-year-level spirit wood is the standard. Generally, spirit woods over five hundred years old can be used to build main battleships. Of course, if you want to build stronger It is best to get a thousand-year-level spirit wood."

At this moment, Luo Ji couldn't help covering his face with his hands.

"So, do you still have any black sails left?"

As soon as this topic was brought up, Chris Evans, who was in high spirits a moment ago, felt a burst of heartbreak the next moment.

"All, all sank, including a main flagship I made with a thousand-year-old spirit wood."

Really, even Chris Evans can't help but show a pained expression when he talks about this.

"Then, the wreck of the ship has always been caught, right?"

Luo Ji's voice trembled slightly when he asked this question.

In response, Chris Evans shook his head.

"No, after that, you all know, Your Majesty, how can I go fishing for the sunken ship? Besides, there is no way to fish it."

"Then you should have told me earlier!"

At this moment, Luo Ji felt like two lines of blood and tears were spinning in his eyes!

God, is that all a special spirit wood? And they are all three hundred years, five hundred years, or even thousand years? !

You must know that in his Ten Thousand World Civilization, a spiritual wood that is a hundred years old is a rare material, which is used to make staff and high-level elf magic arrows. Ordinary elf magic arrows are used for 20 to 30 years. Lingmu will do it!

Under this premise, the best batch of spiritual woods in their Myriad Realms civilization will only last for four or five hundred years, or even three hundred years. Apart from the ancient trees, there is no other at all.

At this moment, in Luo Ji's eyes, Chris Evans can no longer be described as rich, but simply maddened!

People want money to build a ship, but you're going to die when you build a ship!

By the way, if William Zhang was here, Luo Ji would definitely scold him.

Look at people, they are all elf civilizations. How can they have spirit trees that are three hundred, five hundred, or even a thousand years old, but you are exhausted even if you have a few spirit trees that are one or two hundred years old. People are better than people. Simply pissed off!

Regarding this matter, Zhang William is actually relatively innocent, because even from the first day he joined the game, until he opened the world fragment from the golden treasure chest, mutated into an elf civilization, and was finally annexed by Luo Ji.

During this whole process, he also developed for 412 years.

That's right, the numbers are so accurate. In the year he was annexed by Luoji Wanjie Civilization, Zhang William was 412 years old. As an elves, he had a natural life span of 1,500 years. You don't need to waste points to keep yourself alive.

Taking this as a premise, the special plant such as spirit wood is not available from the beginning.

According to the slow development speed of the elf tribe, it only started when he was almost three hundred years old.

In this way, at that time, his elven civilization planted and cultivated the spirit wood for less than a hundred years. How could it be possible for Luo Ji to come up with a spirit wood that was five hundred years old, or even a thousand years old? This wave is really unfair.

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