God Prison

1It turned out that Niu Thirteen had long since been on guard against the Soul Devouring Tribe in the control room. After all, if they didn't kill off the Soul Devouring Tribe in the control room, the control room of the ship would have been destroyed!    

    

If the control room was destroyed, the warship would become a waste ship.    

    

This time, he had the experience from last time, so he was naturally on guard against this Soul Devourer in the control room.    

    

As such, he had the God Slaughtering Knife hide in the control room. As long as the Soul Devouring Tribe wanted to destroy the control room, the God Slaughtering Knife would be able to kill him in an instant.    

    

Now that the God Slaughtering Saber had killed the Soul Devouring Race in the control room, Niu Thirteen heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

There was nothing wrong with the control room. This warship was already within his grasp. He was now waiting to kill all seven of them and finish off all the Soul Devouring Clans on this warship.    

    

He quickly arrived at the control room and stood outside. Like a war god, he blocked all the soul devourers who wanted to destroy the control room.    

    

The God Slaughtering Knife quickly grew in size, and like a giant wall, it blocked all of the Soul Devouring Tribe's attacks.    

    

The scattered attacks of the Soul Devouring Tribe did not harm the blade of the God Slaughtering Knife.    

    

Seeing that the control room was being controlled by Niu Thirteen, they couldn't help but speed up their killing speed.    

    

Like this, the remaining Soul Devouring Tribe members were slowly killed.    

    

After Seven Kill tidied himself up, the messy hair by his ear slowly walked up to Niu Thirteen and said.    

    

"Brother Thirteen, do you want to take the others?"    

    

"No, this warship belongs to us. We will protect them! "Although that battleship can't only be used for passive defense, it can at least carry people. We have to go save more disciples of the Demonic Sect, so every battleship is useful!"    

    

Niu Thirteen shook his head and said firmly.    

    

"But we don't know how to sail!"    

    

The other seven people from the Hall of Assassins also looked at Niu Thirteen helplessly.    

    

Right now, there were only nine of them on this warship, and none of them knew how to sail a ship.    

    

"Haha, I was on that battleship just now, and when the Great Cang Enlightenment set sail, I already learned it on the side. It's very simple, I can teach you guys!"    

    

Niu Thirteen rubbed his hands together and entered the control room impatiently.    

    

The eight of them followed him into the control room curiously, and the eight of them stared at Niu Thirteen.    

    

Niu Thirteen placed his hand on the control room's mechanical equipment, nervously pondering for a moment, then recalled the steps he had taken to control the mech.    

    

He gently pressed a red dot onto the warship. The entire warship violently trembled.    

    

"Thirteenth senior brother, steady yourself!"    

    

Kill Seven's body slowly moved to the left and out of the control room.    

    

He looked at Niu Thirteen with suspicion. Was this for real? Had he really learned it?    

    

"Cough cough, that … My hand was wrong just now. Don't be afraid, I really know how to sail! "    

    

Niu Thirteen coughed dryly and pressed a green button. The warship accelerated several times faster and quickly flew into the sky.    

    

"..."    

    

"Haha, sailing is still fun after all!"    

    

Ox Thirteen's voice came out from the warship that had been soaring, descending, and speeding up into the sky.    

    

"Brother Thirteen, didn't you say that you have already learned it?"    

    

The trembling sounds of killing could be heard from within the warship.