The tip of the scepter inserted into Fermixiu's body touched the polluted heart of the ocean. As the spirit of life came into contact with the heart of the monster, the power of the gift that occupied a very small part of the heart of the ocean was also activated.
But there was no time to do anything more, so Fermisio roared and pushed out with his palm, directly knocking Jenkins back to the shore.
"The opponent is faster than me and stronger than me. I am not an opponent in Haiyang's home court. I will retreat temporarily and talk about it later."
Thinking this way, he grabbed Miss Magic's hand and jumped off the roof. The cat that had been forgotten there let out a dissatisfied cry, and jumped down too.
Although at the beginning of the chaos, the power of the church was dragged a lot by the messy people on the pier, but after reacting, the church completed the assembly at an alarming speed.
Not long after Jenkins and Miss Magic jumped off the pier, Miss Bevanna and dozens of church demigods guarding the area arrived.
Fermisius didn't know whether he was overconfident, had other purposes, or was really too crazy, but he didn't leave the shore, but was surrounded by the tentacles, and started a formal battle with the church team.
The sea is still rising.
Under the decaying yellow sky, the ships on the sea surface were bound by tentacles without exception. But the tentacles didn't destroy the ships, they just immobilized them. Even the ships of the pirates were the same, so when the fighting on the shore was lively, there was a complete ceasefire on the sea.
After Hathaway arrived at the pier dozens of minutes ago with the help of Miss Magic, she found a small boat parked by the trestle and drove the boat out to sea.
She has never had any experience in manipulating a ship, but the Bestower has a variety of means, and she barely came to the side of the flagship of the warship. Not long after jumping onto the deck with the anchor, a group of tentacles appeared on the shore.
Only those who are really standing under the decaying yellow sky can express how terrified they are at that moment. Perhaps the color yellow is very ordinary, but when it is infected with extraordinary power and associated with disorder, chaos and distortion, it can directly destroy the mind of a normal person.
The officers and sailors on the ship fled to the cabin early, and Hathaway couldn't bear to be exposed to the terrible sky for a long time, so she got into the huge ammunition box on the deck.
The shells in the box had been emptied in the naval battle just now, and now it is more than enough to accommodate a thin woman.
Stopping to think about what she had done, Hathaway doubted whether she had made the right decision and whether it was necessary to take the risk to come here. When he was doubting himself, the door of the ammunition box was opened, and then a white cat wandered in, shook off the rainwater on his body, and then gracefully walked to the driest piece of straw in the warehouse and lay down. down.
Behind it, Jenkins and Miss Magic, who were drenched in rain, also broke in. Seeing that Miss Bailing was safe, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"you?"
Hathaway once suspected that she had hallucinations due to mental problems because she stayed under the yellow sky for too long.
"It's for you, Mr. Candle insists on doing so."
The woman combed her long hair to her shoulders, trying to filter all the rainwater from it.
"The writer is a friend of mine too, and I think he'd be very upset if anything happened to you."
Jenkins found a reason casually, and then asked:
"What exactly do you want to do here? If you finish your business, leave with us. This journey is difficult, but I think it will be better if you are accompanied by three bestowers."
When I came here with Miss Magic just now, he was the one who condensed water into ice to make a boat, and Miss Magic carved runes on it to stabilize the hull and expel the tentacles, and the two managed to cross the rough sea.
There was less wobbling in the boat now, because the boat was almost out of the water, bound by heavy tentacles.
"I came to my father, who was also a seaman."
Hathaway explained, and then realized that although she had shown her real face in front of Mr. Candle, the other party didn't seem surprised, and just looked away before looking away.
"Since she knows Jenkins and Britney, it's impossible not to know me. Seeing my face now, it shouldn't be a big deal. In the game with Mr. Corpse not long ago, she definitely guessed my identity."
Thinking of this, Hathaway said:
"I haven't found my father yet, can you give me some time? If possible, I want to take him away too."
Hathaway asked a little reluctantly, knowing that this request was too much.
Jenkins glanced at Miss Magic, who didn't seem to intend to express his opinion, so he hesitated and said:
"You should find him first. I even suspect that he will not go with you at all. Oh, maybe we can go with you. I am very curious now. What kind of idea did the Navy have in order to take today's The celebration was made into what it is now."
Hathaway didn't want her father to know about her for the time being, so she used a spell to cast an illusion before entering the lower deck to change her face.
Three people and one cat came down through the ladder, and as expected, they were surrounded by navy sailors with guns.
"Who is the captain, or who has the highest military rank here? We want to see him. We are not bad people. We came here from the other side under the current bad situation, and it is not for adventure."
Jenkins opened his mouth and said, I don’t know if his sincerity moved those soldiers, or other people think that there can be no worse things now, an officer with a star on his shoulder really ran to report and came back after a while , led the three of them to the conference room at the end of this deck, where two familiar faces were waiting for Jenkins.
"Count Hessa and Marquis Michael? They're both on board..."
He thought quietly, and nodded to the two men standing in front of the map.
This is a conference room, with notebooks, pens and various letters scattered on the table, and nautical charts and oil paintings of Her Majesty the Queen hanging on the walls. In addition to Earl Hessa and Marquis Mihail, there are a few people Jenkins doesn't know. Judging from their attire, they should also be important members of the navy.
"You go out first."
Marquis Mihaile said to the others, and the people in the conference room filed out, leaving only the three of Jenkins and the Marquis.
"What's the situation on the shore now?"
Marquis Mikhail did not ask about the identities of the three, nor did he invite them to sit down and talk. He was still standing in front of the sea chart marked with various red flags, so it was impossible for the three of Jenkins to sit down voluntarily, otherwise they would have to look up at each other.