Tonight.

There is a vast fog on the sea.

Roger wore the "Mist Walker's Cloak", sometimes transformed into a fog and sometimes teleported to the distance.

Occasionally I took the time to pinch a few clones for myself to play with.

One round of tests.

He became more and more satisfied with the equipment.

The "Mist Clan" and the "Sacrifice Strike" of the Untracked Guest is simply a match made by heaven. There is no need to waste the number of times of rapid resurrection, and the four clones can take turns to fight the enemy to fight for their lives.

What's even better is.

If it is a foggy day like tonight, the strength of the clone may reach more than 90%.

This means that during the dying stage, the fog clone can still continuously produce a self-sacrifice attack.

Although the number of times is definitely not as powerful as the original body.

But the number of clones is there, and the effect is already very abnormal.

And every time Roger can regain his clone.

If you can fight a protracted battle with the enemy in heavy fog.

He is equivalent to being invincible.

...

"Apart from the foggy environment being easier to crack, there are almost no shortcomings..."

Thinking of this.

Roger "teleported" to a high raised reef.

This is only 20 kilometers away from the Sigh Barrier.

It is the highest point in nearby seas.

Standing here.

Roger can see the "sea post" of the Wolf Army 10 kilometers away.

They were strange towers floating on the sea.

Unlike normal towers.

These towers on the sea are inverted cones—

At the top is a platform where troops can be stationed.

These large and small platforms can accommodate 300 to 800 Sea Wolf Knights.

The further down, the sharper it becomes.

One-third of the spire to the bottom of the tower is under the sea.

This is the "drift tower" of the Sea Wolf Army.

Today, the Sea Beast Bay has been surrounded by dense drifting towers.

After repeated raids were frustrated.

The Sea Wolf Army changed its strategy and chose to encircle and not attack.

Each drifting tower has extremely strong monitoring capabilities for nearby waters.

They can echo each other.

There are also mysterious sea beasts under the sea that are spying on the coordination in secret.

This is equivalent to laying out a series of nets of heaven and earth for the Sea Beast Bay.

Most supplies and personnel cannot enter and exit.

Time goes by.

There will definitely be problems.

“Sea Beast Bay has abundant storage of materials, but in the short term, there is no big problem;

In the long run, except for Qianshe Island, there is no safer place in the sea than here. Many small islands have probably been slaughtered by other sea wolves troops long ago..."

Roger stared quietly at the drifting tower in the distance.

A divine lamp came over.

But in front of the invisible hidden guest, he just looked lonely.

After a while.

The magic lamp shifted its direction and scanned the western waters.

Roger began to set up guns silently.

On the reef.

There was a mechanical sound of clicking.

Half a minute later.

A 2-meter-long weapon is ready.

Roger crawled on the flat reef.

Gently stroked the cold gun body.

On the data column.

...

"Ammunition expert: 'Haven' is ready, bullets can be fired at any time"

...

The sea breeze rises slightly.

A highlighted mark slowly appeared in his field of vision.

That was Cruze, the "Major General of the Storm" who was patrolling the situation on a nearby platform!

From this perspective.

Roger could clearly see every scale on Cruze's body.

He looked a little irritable.

He has been scolding a scattered officer with greasy head and flour.

The latter couldn't even raise his head when scolded.

After a while.

Cruze walked to the edge of the platform in annoyance.

This moment.

Roger held his breath.

Next second.

He suddenly pulled the trigger with a flash of inspiration!

puff!

Even if there is "qi" silence.

There was still a sound of farts on the reef.

Before the original stone could be pumped, the acidic smell emitted by the primordial stone stimulated Roger's nose.

He saw clearly.

Cruze's head and his upper body suddenly exploded!

In the blink of an eye.

There is only half of the body left on the edge of the platform and is still walking.

The magistrate next to him saw this scene.

I couldn't help but rub my eyes.

The next moment.

A loud alarm sounded.

There was a mess of porridge on the drifting tower.

The divine lights were turned on, and they frantically shot into the nearby seas, trying to find the real murderer.

It's a pity.
To be continued...