People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 1059 Alfonso's Crisis Contract: Seeking Action

The anger ignited by the invader burned fiercely in Alfonso's heart.

He sensed Garcia's restlessness, but wasn't ready to back off.

Without any hesitation, he rushed forward with knife raised.

The opportunity is fleeting.

His body flew past Garcia's scalp.

The wall collapsed, and Alfonso was left with only his two legs hanging in the hole in the wall, while his body was directly buried by the collapsed wall.

Garcia: “…”

As the footsteps approached, Garcia did not care to be shocked and fiercely took a fighting stance towards the butcher.

"My fellow man, predation has gone on for too long."

The Slaughterer's fin-like tail kept sweeping, urging: "Return to the group, compatriots, we need to integrate."

Garcia took a few steps back unconsciously.

Its progress in becoming a sea creature had reached an irreversible point. At this moment, hearing the call of the Slaughterer, it actually felt an urge to jump into the sea.

It has experienced this scene many times.

As the disaster came to an end, the Fool drifted alone in the depths of the ocean. This once bustling ship gradually became the deserted ship it is today.

Some were swallowed by despair and secretly jumped into the sea under the cover of night when the ocean called them. Some knew that their future was hopeless and begged Alfonso to execute them as human beings. Some others had completely become heirs of the sea without even realizing it.

Now, the call from the ocean bursts out in Garcia's heart.

"Hoo...no...get out!"

It growled and uttered indistinct syllables.

The Slaughterer moved forward without any hesitation, came in front of Garcia and slowly raised his front paws.

"Stay away from my love."

A rage far greater than that before descended upon the Slayer.

Alfonso struggled out of the wall, ignoring the bloody wound on his chest. The muscles in his arms bulged and he slashed at the butcher's forelimbs with a fierce blow.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Tu Yuzhe's arm shook and he felt a tingling sensation.

"Garcia, let's go!"

Alfonso succeeded in his attack, but he also became fully aware of the gap in strength between the two sides.

He didn't dare to act rashly anymore. He pushed Garcia's shoulder and let it go first. He then stood behind Garcia and vigilantly watched for the attack of the Killer.

Tu Yuzhe watched the two men leave silently without pursuing them.

Alfonso and Garcia breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. Without even bothering to think about the deeper meaning of the butcher's move, they fled at full speed down the corridor.

"Roar."

Garcia growled as he ran away.

"Let's go to the Golden Hall!" Alfonso said decisively. "I don't know what this damn beast has gone through to become so powerful. We will attract it to the invaders, or lure the invaders to encounter this beast."

Garcia thought for a moment and agreed to the decision.

The intricate corridor structure of the Fool was not a problem for them. In less than ten minutes, Alfonso successfully returned to the door of the Golden Hall.

He was visibly dazed just looking at the half-open door and the bustling sounds like a vegetable market coming from inside.

After hesitating for a moment, Alfonso walked to the crack in the door and looked through it to observe the situation.

He saw a group of Iberians gathered together for a meeting, and a group of Sakotas wearing fully enclosed heavy armor were using human ladders to dismantle his ceiling. In the corner, an Agor woman with a sea-like aura forcibly hugged a Liberi girl and happily played a shame play in front of the mirror.

And his throne was now occupied by a stranger named Rupert.

Under the throne, there was another Agor woman with the aura of the sea, describing the information of the Slayer with a nervous look.

A huge question mark floated on Alfonso's forehead.

Is this still his golden age Iberia?

Just as he was confused, he saw a dispute breaking out among the group of heavily armored Sakota musketeers.

"Guys, I have an idea!"

"Coincidentally, I have some too. I think these pillars in the hall are perfect for blasting!"

“Same thing, but the problem is that the Pope is not here and there is no witness office here to submit the application.”

The musketeers were in distress.

But soon one of the musketeers came up with a new idea and excitedly suggested:

"We can rebel against Lateran! From now on, we are members of His Excellency Qi Yan's Holy Terra, so we can submit our application directly to Qi Yan!"

"genius!"

The musketeers praised in unison and quickly selected representatives to go meet Qi Yan who was sitting on the golden throne.

The musketeer representative was wearing heavy armor, yet he ran at a brisk pace.

Alfonso's face was full of disbelief as he poked his head out from the crack in the door. Below him, Garcia also poked his head out. Although his face had been completely transformed into a seashell, he still showed an obvious expression of surprise.

"Hey, Captain, you're back too."

The shapeshifter's head suddenly appeared in Alfonso's sight, hanging upside down from above. "Your Fool has been usurped by Qi Yan!"

Alfonso:?!

He was so frightened that he almost chopped him with a knife.

In fact, he did draw his knife.

But he was not frightened, but was completely irritated by the words of the shapeshifter.

"Arrogant bastards!" Alfonso roared throughout the Golden Hall, "You are defiling the great Iberia. I am the only captain of this ship!"

Decades of sailing had made Alfonso realize how miserable his situation was.

But because of this, his inner pride is the only motivation that can support him to continue to persevere.

When Alfonso discovered that these invaders were trampling on his remaining dignity, all his previous ideas and plans were thrown out of the window.

He must make these people pay the price!

Everyone in the Golden Hall was attracted by the commotion here, but no one chose to help the shapeshifter.

Witnessed by everyone, a not-too-intense battle broke out and then ended.

After Alfonso's dignity, his body was also trampled under the feet of the deformed person.

Garcia anxiously tried to rush forward to save people, but was tied up tightly by the green rope that the shapeshifter's arms transformed into.

Alfonso struggled desperately under the Shapeshifter's feet, his face flushed red, but he found that the Shapeshifter's power was even greater than that of the Slayer!

He even began to feel a little confused.

What happened to this land during the decades that I have been wandering on the sea?

Why are these powerful monsters starting to appear in groups?

"Be good, we don't mean to hurt you, Qi Yan is just playing around."

The shapeshifter said soothingly, his arms transformed into ropes to tie Alfonso and Garcia together, dragging them towards the Golden Throne.

Gloria, who was desperate for help, the musketeer who rebelled for the art of explosion, and Alfonso, who was left with only anger in despair, successfully gathered under the Golden Throne.

"Who is in the hall?"

Qi Yan's lazy voice came.

The cavalry immediately asked: "Qi Yan, we need to blow up a pillar!"

"Rejected!" Qi Yan said unhappily, "I was thinking of sailing the Fool to pick up Shuiyue. Shuiyue is the key to the plan. If something goes wrong, you Sakotas will be the sinners of Terra!"

The musketeer shrank his neck and said, "The next best thing is to do this:

"Then can we blow up a pillar and use the debris to patch the hole in the bottom of the ship?"

Qi Yan fell into deep thought.

"Don't make trouble. The appearance of Haisi means that the situation has reached its most serious point!"

Goletia couldn't stand this group of guys, so she interrupted and said loudly: "We must find a way to kill it before it can react, and completely destroy its body, so as not to give Hai Si a chance to evolve!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Yan on the golden throne chuckled.

Gloria:?

"What are you laughing at?" She looked puzzled.