188: Chapter 188 Even my dad would have to kneel!

Before Chen Du could fully savor the pleasure of his soul being filled...

The ground beneath his feet gave a violent jolt.

Following that was a tooth-aching grinding sound, as if something deep underground was forcing its way out.

The entire Blackgold Harbor was shaking.

On the distant coastline, turbid giant waves rolled seven or eight meters high, crashing madly against the embankments.

Thump!

Thump!

Dull heartbeats were mixed in the wind, each one vibrating so hard it made people's eardrums ache.

Chen Du narrowed his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the smoke that hadn't yet dissipated, landing on that distant, inverted black pyramid.

The space around the tip of the pyramid had already distorted, with black electric arcs flashing from time to time.

The pyramid had actually come to life.

Was it the Evil God's doing again?!

The two clusters of molten gold light in Chen Du's eyes flickered.

Fighting was impossible.

Whoever wanted to take on such a thankless, high-effort mess could go right ahead.

As a mature captain, securing the gains was the only hard truth.

He looked down.

He swept a glance over the messy battlefield.

That Rock Giant had already turned into rubble, killed by the combined efforts of Lin Keke and Xia Mo.

"Waste is shameful."

With a thought from Chen Du...

Without seeing him make any major movements, the pitch-black shadow beneath his feet suddenly spread in all directions.

Everywhere the shadow passed, it sacrificed the flesh, blood, wreckage, and even the weapon fragments left behind by the thugs.

After finishing all this, Chen Du quickly gave orders to the two women, Xia Mo and Lin Keke.

"Withdraw!"

Lin Keke stabbed that exaggerated Sword of Vulcan into the ground.

Her majestic Amazon Armor was covered in dust.

"Ah... I can't do it anymore, I can't."

This girl reached out both hands toward Chen Du, her head tilted to one side.

Her heterochromatic eyes blinked, and her voice was so soft it could be pulled into threads:

"Great Captain, my stamina is at zero, I can't move~"

She pointed to her own lips, looking expectant.

"I need kisses and hugs to recover; that's the setting, okay?~~"

Before Chen Du could speak...

A cold snort came from the side.

Xia Mo held a long blade that was still dripping blood, giving Lin Keke a cold glance.

"Dead green tea bitch!"

Though she expressed disdain, she didn't get caught up in jealousy.

The main wife must have the style of a main wife.

Xia Mo reached back and pulled out the Swiftwind Wings Chen Du had given her, attaching them to her back.

A pair of cyan semi-transparent light wings instantly unfolded, and wind elements surrounded her like spirits.

She tapped her toes.

Her whole body lightly soared into mid-air, not giving Lin Keke another look.

As long as she flew high enough, she wouldn't have to hear that high-pitched, fake voice.

"That's enough; the Oscars didn't pay you a salary."

Chen Du shook his head with a slight smile.

He walked over and scooped up Lin Keke, who was lounging on the ground.

The movement wasn't exactly gentle, but it wasn't rough either—a direct, domineering one-handed princess carry.

"Hehe, I knew the Captain couldn't bear to leave a beauty like me behind~~"

Lin Keke took advantage of the situation, her two arms tightly hugging Chen Du's neck like a koala.

She even pushed her luck by burying her face in his chest and rubbing against him.

Chen Du couldn't be bothered with this drama queen.

Boom!

Two pitch-black, hideous Bone-Feather Wings suddenly unfolded, blocking the moonlight overhead.

"Hold on tight," Chen Du reminded her indifferently.

"Takeoff!" Lin Keke cheered.

Bang!

A pit exploded in the ground.

Holding one person in his arms, Chen Du was like a black cruise missile, forcibly charging straight into the sky against the gale.

That night...

The survivors huddling in the ruins of Blackgold Harbor saw a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

Under the shadow of that terrifying pyramid about to awaken, two completely different streaks of light tore through the night.

One was pitch black as ink, with hideous bone wings that covered the sky, like a demon god from the abyss;

The other was surrounded by cyan light, with cicada-like wings vibrating lightly, like a spirit riding the wind.

They ignored gravity and even more so ignored the desperate apocalyptic scene behind them, arrogantly soaring over the heads of all the survivors!

"Holy... am I so hungry I'm hallucinating? Are those freaking wings?!"

Near the Dock, a survivor with a face full of dust trembled.

The half-can of moldy food he had just dug up dropped to the ground, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a lightbulb.

"We're still searching the ground for trash to eat, while they've already started cultivation mode and are flying? Doesn't this game ban hackers?!"

The person next to him gave himself a hard slap.

After confirming it wasn't a dream, his eyes turned red with envy.

"Brother, look quickly... is that guy holding a top-tier beauty in his arms? And there's a cold, mature beauty following behind?"

"Holding one, leading one, and he can fly?"

"Damn it! How is this apocalyptic survival! This guy is clearly playing on a private server and building a harem!"

"I hate this! How has this cheater not been struck dead by lightning yet?!"

At this moment, compared to the eerily reviving pyramid behind them...

The silhouette in the sky, holding a girl with wings spread wide, was even more soul-crushing, making people so jealous their cells were practically splitting... Ferry No. 819.

On the deck.

Wang Ce was tied up like a dead dog and thrown into a corner.

Hearing the terrifying heartbeats in the distance and feeling the violent jolting of the ship, he had long since been scared out of his wits.

It was over.

With such a huge commotion, Chen Du and the others definitely wouldn't be coming back.

As soon as they died, this ship of his would be finished too.

"I want to go home... I want to find my dad..."

Wang Ce had snot and tears all over his face, muttering incoherently.

Just then...

Whoosh—!

Two extremely sharp wind pressures slammed down.

Wang Ce subconsciously looked up.

He saw three black dots rapidly enlarging in his vision, then heavily crashing onto the deck.

The dust cleared.

Chen Du retracted those terrifying Shadow Wings.

He first pushed off Lin Keke, who was still rubbing against him in his arms, and looked at the women.

Immediately after...

Xia Mo also folded her light wings and landed silently.

Everyone was covered in the smell of gunpowder and blood that hadn't yet dried.

That murderous aura from having just slaughtered the strong and crawled out of a mountain of corpses was so intense that people didn't dare look directly at them.

Especially Chen Du, who stood at the very front.

He clearly hadn't done anything, just stood there and lit a cigarette.

But Wang Ce felt his knees go weak.

Plop.

He knelt again.

This was a biological instinct, like a mouse seeing a cat.

If he didn't kneel, he felt like he would wet his pants the next second.

"They... they flew back?!"

Wang Ce stared fixedly at the black afterglow still dissipating behind Chen Du, his teeth chattering.

That was hundreds of meters in the air.

Was this something a human could do?

He used to think his father, a top-tier player, was amazing, and the personal bodyguards around him were high-level talented individuals.

But looking at it now...

The man in front of him was simply a demon crawled out of hell.

"I actually... wanted to rob a monster like this before?"

Wang Ce felt like his brain had been slammed by a door a hundred times.

This wasn't just kicking a steel plate.

This was clearly crashing headfirst into a nuclear reactor.

Chen Du had no time to care what this ant was thinking.

He walked to the bow, took a puff of his cigarette, and let the spicy smoke swirl in his lungs.

His gaze turned toward the increasingly thick thunderclouds over Blackgold Harbor.

In his hand, he toyed with a black fragment that looked like some kind of beetle shell.

This was the loot the sacrifice notebook spat out after devouring the Reaper.

On the back of the fragment was a tiny but clear set of coordinates.

"Sea City... Underground Ruins..."

Chen Du's fingers rubbed the coordinates, the smile on the corners of his mouth growing thicker.

It was the look of a hunter who had discovered a new hunting ground.

Since he had come to this damn apocalypse, he would strip away all the world's secrets layer by layer.

He turned around and gave a big wave of his arm.

His voice pierced through the howling sea breeze, accurately drilling into the ears of every girl:

"Weigh anchor!"

"Ferry No. 819! Full speed ahead!"