At this moment, a headless DK passed by Sister Obara.

She changed to hold the direction with one hand, and in the other hand, the double barrels of the modified Matsuzawa shotgun were shining black, stretched out flat and pointed directly at the target.

boom!

The trigger is pulled.

Bullets ejected from the barrel of the gun, piercing the air and making an ear-piercing scream.

The powerful recoil force caused the ghost locomotive to tilt and move at a 45-degree angle, but Obara's amazing maneuverability still maintained the smoothness of the locomotive's movement.

A shot was fired, causing plastic and sand to fly at the feet of Xiqi Boy, who was regarded as the target.

"Well, I missed it."

Obara muttered something in a low voice, and the motorcycle roared under him and continued to run in circles.

Her driving skills are indeed unparalleled, but her grasp of firearms has only just begun. It is understandable that she cannot hit the target while moving at high speed.

But even so, the action just now is still very cool!

"Zao Wei, you have to work hard. Let the boss see that Zao Wei is also very good."

Sister Obara persevered and pulled the accelerator to continue practicing her cavalry archer practice on the playground.

The Matsuzawa shotgun has been improved by Sister Jue, and the matching large spirit-breaking shotgun can be made directly from the materials in the Aokigahara mine. The number of bullets is sufficient, and it is not expensive to produce and sell it yourself.

Anyway, apart from taking Xiaolu to and from school, there is no other work to do on a daily basis.

Kamiyagawa's arrangement for her is to study in the trick school and practice shooting moving targets. Anyway, those strange boys in the trick school are no match for Obara. I believe that as long as she practices hard, she will be able to master riding a horse one day.

The art of shooting.

…

The land of tidal seas.

Shicun Island.

This is another large sea island very far away from Okutsu Island where the crab tribe lives.

This island is named after Ichisumahime, the second daughter of Munakata's three goddesses, and has always been the territory of the mermaid clan.

Since the sudden disaster in the ocean two hundred years ago, the red tide of unknown origin engulfed everywhere, and only these two large islands remained in the entire maritime country.

The situation on Ichisumashima and Otsushima is not the same.

On the Crab Clan's territory, there are still trees on the island, but on the Mermaid Clan's side, the entire island has become a barren land.

This is a dead island, a creepy ghost land.

The thick miasma blocked the light of the sun, moon and stars, and the entire Shicun Island was shrouded in darkness.

All the trees on the island have long since died and withered, and their branches and leaves are twisted and deformed as if they have grown spikes. They are like tombstones scattered on the desolate land, each one covered with a pale death breath.

The dark wind howled past, blowing the dead trees and bare rocks on the island, echoing with waves of wails and low groans. Sometimes those strange sounds were like small and sharp laughter, sometimes like deep and low murmurs.

On the turbid shoal, two wet bald heads came out, and the dark blue old-fashioned monk robes were dripping with turbid water.

These are two rockfish bosses.

Unlike the crab clan, the mermaid clan's habitat is not on the shore, but is mainly distributed on coastal islands and reefs.

Only under certain circumstances will they choose to go ashore.

Due to the red tide invasion from time to time, the mermaid's territory has been blindly devastated.

There are not many tribesmen left. Even if all the old, weak, sick and disabled in the tribe are taken into account, there are less than a hundred Yanyu and Jinu left.

The manpower that attacked Otsushima before was almost all the young men on their side.

"Where is the princess?"

One of the Iwaobo bosses who had just emerged asked this question.

His voice was mixed with a vague tone like the wheezing of an old bellows.

"On that island."

"She... went to sing again?"

"Well, Haiyang still didn't respond to the princess... The crab clan hurt the princess very seriously. She was already very weak, and her current condition is very bad."

"Those bastards who huddled in their carapace! It was their treachery that led to them leaving us here to stink and wait to die!"

"...Do we still have hope?"

"If the princess can become the new leader of the Sea Kingdom, if she can get the Poseidon's Scepter."

"But we, we are no match for those crabs. We even got the scepter of the previous queen... After getting it, can we really save the people?"

"I don't know...no one knows."

The two Iwaobo owners were talking quietly until their whispers were interrupted by a chant coming from a distant rock.

That voice was like a clear breeze gently passing through the dense miasma of decay, with a little bit of poetry and warmth, like the whispers from distant stars, like soft and delicate silk.

The miasma on Shicun Island became visibly weaker with the naked eye during this aria without lyrics, and the moonlight that was originally intercepted in the darkness spilled into the island along with the singing.

The dark clouds parted.

The two rock fish owners on the shoal looked up and saw their princess standing on the top of the reef in the distance through the rare light.

The gauze-like moonlight dimly enveloped her whole body, and the violent aura of Jiji's body was covered up, leaving only an ethereal sense of holiness.

But this scene only lasted a few seconds.

Soon, the miasma on the island stirred again, and the turbid water on the beach became restless and restless. The song that had just begun was obscured by the thick miasma, covered by the noisy waves, and soon became muffled and inaudible.

In the end there was only a heavy sigh.
Chapter completed!