While the veterans rescue heroes rushed into Paradise Island, there was also a submarine cruising around this sea area, which looked like a model from World War II.

But the overall maintenance is very good.

Moreover, there is a strange magic light floating around the submarine, like a cover that covers all the sounds and rhythms made by the underwater submarine as it advances.

This is a magic submarine!

The most wonderful thing is that its appearance is covered with very "artistic" graffiti, which looks like the graffiti walls in the city. The highly expressive color can spray make the submarine fancy.

This is the "chariot" of the Frarun Rap Arts Group.

This organization that was split from the Star Secret Method has always been so unique.

In the submarine, the great magician and famous East Coast rapper Sapo Fitch is using his magic to carefully observe the sea in front of him.

His dressing was the same as before, and he did not change deliberately because he was facing a battle.

He was dressed in hip-hop, a baseball cap, a big gold chain watch, and ten fingers were filled with exaggerated diamond-set rings. The pants were loose enough to fit two people in.

His most proud song echoed in the cabin, which was composed and sung by himself, and was full of the style of gangster rap with very down-to-earth and very yellow and violent content.

Entertainment is entertainment, and you must be careful when doing big things.

When he sensed that the magic barrier of Utopia Island was eliminated and the entire island was exposed to the world, the magic sage Lao Hei, who was lying on a chair, stood up suddenly.

He still had headphones in his ears, and his plump body was constantly beating with the rhythm of the music. He raised his hand and shouted to a group of hip-hop singers and magicians behind him:

"Yo~The superheroes are very powerful~We can't~Yo~Lost to them~Yo~I don't like Windsor, I have never liked that bitch~Yo, but we have a mission after all~

Brothers ~yo~ Come with me!"

"Buzz"

One minute later, the "weird" inheritors of these Star Secret Art Club shouted various messy tone slogans and carried fully automatic guns.

Like a group of demons dancing, they rushed into the cool wind portal composed of four shaking notes that opened in front of them.

The next moment, their figures appeared in the central city of Utopia.

"Huh!"

The black rapper looked crazy, but wasn't actually a reckless person. He discovered something was wrong the moment he entered the city.

"Yo~What's going on with that smoke?"

He looked back at a white hip-hop man behind him and said in confusion:

"Himan, before~yo, they said ~ Is there smoke gathering on this island?"

"No, boss."

The white rap wizard who was in charge of contacting Cannon and Tyrannosaurus with a handful of retro Thompson in his hand, and then scratched his head. He pursed his lips with a lip ring and said:

"Maybe it's the tide that is rising at night?"

"What's wrong!"

Sabo's eyes stared at the swaying smoke in front of him. He took a cautious step back, grabbed a cylinder on his back, and said:

"What's wrong~yo, Man~ ready to evacuate~!"

"Crash"

In all aspects, the strange moment when the Frarun Rap Group was about to apply oil on its feet, a strong wind blew, covering their eyes, and the smoke leading to the top of the island suddenly opened.

The bright but not dazzling light lit up in front of these weird guys.

It was like a kind of candlelight igniting. In the astonishing gaze of everyone, including Sabo, a brightly lit temple, like a lighthouse under the night, suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain at the end of its sight.

That is obviously a creature of faith.

It looks very similar to the Parthenon in Greek mythology, but the details are very different.

And the temple is not the point of the problem.

The point is that on the road leading to the temple in front of them, there is a legion marching!

Those guys, like ordinary people, were wearing ancient heavy armor and crusade-like battle robes, carrying spears and round shields, and were all tall and burly, like a knife and axe.

The most peculiar thing is that while they hold cold weapons, they also have advanced energy weapons similar to laser guns in their hands!

The soldiers at the forefront held large shields and spears and set out a defense and counterattack formation like the Roman army. These guys were extremely numerous. They could see at least a few hundred people at one glance.

What's even more exaggerated is that around this retro and advanced legion, more than a dozen giant sculptures were also moving as if they were given life, holding stone or metal weapons.

And above them, three weird orbs were floating there.

The outer layer of the metal balls is covered with mythical and legendary murals. On the open outer cabin, the driver's seat is still an ancient warrior wearing armor.

Around the co-pilot and the shell, large-caliber guns that make people's scalp tingle are densely packed.

The six Vulcan cannons are all low-fire weapons.

"Invader!"

A low and solemn voice came from the war ball in the center.

The old prophet wearing a white robe and holding a scepter in his hand, holding his own record slab in his hand, and stood expressionless in the specially made platform lattice behind the magic ball.

He said in a low tone:

"The gods don't like your noise and rudeness! Kneel down and confess your sins, when you still have the chance to confess."

This very charlatan's speech made the magical old Hei Sabo's eyes twitch.

this...

Where did these Martian soldiers come from?

Did that lunatic, Tyrannosaurus, be neighbors with such guys in the past four years?

No!

No, these guys should be related to those Millennium Invaders!

"Glory belongs to the eldest son of God!!!"

Seeing the invader opposite him having no intention of repentance, the old prophet waved his scepter downwards.

The Spartans immediately launched a frenzied shock. With the suppression and support of powerful firepower above their heads, the Spartans in the front row pulled out the short swords at their waists, held shields, and roared like a flood in their arms, and drowned towards Sapo and others.

As long as these weird guys show numerical advantages and weird power, once they rushed over, the Frarun Rap Group, which was seriously underprepared for the battle, will be finished today.

"You retreat! Oh~ I'll stop them!"

The magic sage, Lao Hei, was quite loyal, turned around and asked his brothers to withdraw first, and pulled out the slender black tube he carried with him from behind, intending to come up with a secret weapon.

Liu Chu, the law enforcement elder who was like a god in the sky, suddenly frowned.

He sensed a strange rhythm of spiritual power on the thing in the hand of the magician Lao Hei below, which looked like a magic weapon, but there were few traces of carving.

"Is this what Jiang Xia calls a 'strange thing'?"

A trace of curiosity flashed in the elder's eyes.

When he came to Maga World, he heard Jiang Xia say that this world is rich in such strange things that are as beautiful as heaven and earth treasures, but each has its own magical wonders.

During the sect competition, he had seen Lao Jiang's "time machine". The strange thing full of "time power" was found from the m world.

The strange thing that Kunlun slave in front of him was no less than the top-grade magic weapon with the fluctuations of spiritual energy.

If an attack is launched, these families of Moshuang Mountain will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

The younger generation asked him to suppress the battlefield here, and was also thinking about Mo Shuangshan's retreat. If the Spartans were allowed to be killed or injured, it would seem that his elder would be incompetent.

When Liu Chu thought of this, he held the jade board without words in his hand and waved it back gently.

"shift!"

He whispered softly, but it was very powerful.

If you move a large area, wrapping the Spartans who are charging, you will be sent to the battlefield where the heroes in the other side of the city center are fighting in a flash of spiritual energy.

"arrest!"

Tap forward with the jade board as if the words are spoken and the way is followed.

The magic lines around the retreating rap wizards were cut off in one by one, like heavy pressure, causing them to howl and fall to the ground.

“Photo!”

Another saying of the word.

The thousand-year-old strange thing that the magical sage, Hesabol just took out, was like being pulled by invisible force and was about to fly out of his hands.

"Don't think about it!"

Sabo himself was also a wizard who was not inferior to Madame Windsor. As the magic exploded, he cleaned the elder's magic and spread the strange things in his hand on the ground with quick movements.

Jump up and pose in a weird position.

“bgm!”

He howled.
To be continued...