Pirates: Draw a Miracle from the Opening Order

Alcaboa did not appear, but left a trace with a lingering breath.

Molson followed this trace all the way north, sneaking out of the city without anyone noticing, and then entered the boundaries of Graystone Village.

After the workers' instigation in Greystone Village, these scavengers also took action and began to reclaim wasteland - farming was in full swing, but Molson followed the traces and continued northward into Greystone Village.

After climbing over the great depths, Mohsen discovered that the traces were still heading north.

"That's the Gray Stone Forest. How could a big shot appear in a place like this?" Molson's heart was full of doubts, but he still continued to follow the traces with a suspicious attitude.

Originally, he was still thinking about how an invisible person could appear in such a barren wasteland, but the next moment, Molson found that the traces stopped abruptly!

"What's going on?" Momsen came here, but found that there were no traces or clues at all.

"No way?" Momsen looked around and then asked carefully, "Sir?"

No one answered him, and the frowning Mohsen continued to take a few steps forward.

Then something magical happened. Momsen saw his feet disappear?

The feeling on my feet was obviously still there, but I couldn't see my stretched out feet.

"Fuck!" Momsen was startled and quickly pulled his feet back. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that they were still intact. "Fortunately, they are still there. What happened just now?"

"My lord, are you there?" Molson didn't dare to act rashly. He stood in this incredible place and didn't dare to move.

People are always full of fear of the unknown.

"call--"

A cold wind blew through, making Momsen shiver.

"Hiss—" Mohsen looked at the dim sky around him and regretted more and more why he came to this place.

He won't be pranked, right?

"But it doesn't make sense. I did feel a strong wave of domineering energy just now. There is no way I could have felt it wrong!" Momsen's expression was solemn. "And why did my foot disappear after I took action just now?"

At this point, Mohsen looked at the increasingly darker sky and ignored it!

"Forget it! Give it a go!" Mohsen had no way out, so he bit the bullet and continued to move forward. This time, he stabbed directly in.

"Goo-"

After a burst of wonderful penetrating sound effects, Momsen felt as if he had passed through a bubble, and then found that the scene in front of him was completely different.

What was displayed in front of him was a towering tower that was a hundred meters high. The surface of the tower was glowing with dark luster, giving it an extremely heavy and murderous aura, like a city in the apocalypse, witnessing the late sunset. and despair.

In front of these towers, Mohsen realized how small he was.

"Here we come, City Lord Molson." Alkabo is 1.9 meters tall, and his body looks very powerful. She has to press her head to see Molson, because Molson is a little man about 1.7 meters tall.

"..."

Of course, Mohsen could tell that the person in front of him was the guy who had just transmitted the message to him from a distance, but he had no idea that the other person was actually a woman.

Wait!

Forget about women, this kind of muscles puts men to shame. This kind of creature can no longer be measured by gender.

"What on earth is going on?" Momsen's voice was still trembling. He didn't understand what he had just experienced. "Where did this tower come from?"

"The main city has always been here, but no one can detect it." Alkabo said casually, "Follow me, my lord is waiting for you inside!"

"I dare you to ask, and who is that adult?" Mohsen asked cautiously, for fear of offending the strong man in front of him. The psychological pressure Al Capa put on him was really too great.

"My name is Alcaboa, and you don't deserve to know my lord's name."

Alcabo lowered his eyes, as if he didn't care about Molson at all.

The deflated Mohsen just smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, Lord Alcaboa, I understand."

After entering the gate, Mohsen immediately sensed a wave of hostility hidden in the dark hall.

Yes, it looks like a towering tower from the outside, but the inside is as luxurious as a palace, but the light is very dim, so dark that Molson can't see the end at a glance, and can only see a main strip laid out under his feet. He said, but he always felt like someone was staring at him in the shadows on both sides.

"Gollum."

Mohsen couldn't help but swallow a sip of water, and then just followed Alcabo. The sound of footsteps was so clear that it made his spirit tense and almost collapsed.

"Why haven't you finished walking yet? How long is the journey?" Molson was so worried that he wished he could wrap himself in a cocoon.

"My lord is right in front." Alcabo turned sideways and said to Mohsen, then took a few steps back and escaped into the shadows.

Momsen looked up, only to find that a glorious throne appeared in front of him, and on the throne was a figure wearing a black mask, with only a slit showing. The figure was covered in black robes, and it was impossible to figure out what kind of person he was.

With a nervous and apprehensive mood, Mohsen half-knelt on the ground, then lowered his head and said tremblingly.

"Sir, little man Molson."

Aeneas, who was in disguise on the stage, crossed his legs and rested one arm on the throne next to him, then looked at Mohsen and said.

"Are you planning to investigate our identities?"

Momsen turned pale with fright.

"Are you going to continue to suffer hardships and then turn against your master?"

Aeneas said lightly, and Mohsen's face was even more pale, because he did have this idea, but now there is no privacy or secret at all in front of Aeneas.

It felt like he was being seen through, but Momsen was completely unable to sense who the person in front of him was.

Momsen knelt on the ground, his head almost touching the floor.

Looking at the groveling Molson, Aeneas waved his hand without saying a word, and then a three-dimensional projection screen appeared in front of Molson.

And what’s on the screen is marine mining machinery?

The content was what Ultron discovered. There were five thousand Vinsmoke clone soldiers in the sea mining machinery, which made Momsen's eyes widen.

"How is this possible!" Momsen lost his voice, "Is this Savaruto's trump card?"

Mohsen looked at Aeneas who was sitting safely on the stage.

Aeneas spoke first.

"Without me, Sarana would definitely be destroyed in this disaster, and you would also die."

Now Molson knew it, this was a naked threat!

If he does not succumb to Aeneas, then there will be no way to survive at all, and the idea of ​​continuing to hide even if he is desperate is of no use in front of such a mysterious strong man.

"Mosen, I am willing to become your chess piece!"

Mohsen knelt on the ground as if on a pilgrimage.

"Please call me Faker!" Aeneas said calmly.

And Momsen's eyes widened.

Faker?trickster!