Six days later, on the cliff outside the workshop.
The workshop once again expanded to twice its original size. The three-meter-long copper nails were riveted deeply into the rock, dragging criss-crossing steel cables and intertwining them into a network, binding the bulging black felt inside. .
Looking down from the top, it looks like a monster caught in a trap.
The heavy felt cloth was like a giant's chest, swelling and contracting with the waves in the distance. It was breathing, and a low echo burst out from the depths of darkness, spreading in all directions.
There were constant roars coming from it.
"No. 1 fixed bolt, cut off!"
boom!
"No. 2 fixed bolt, cut off!"
boom!
…
After the fixed bolts were blown off one after another, there was a scalp-numbing sound of steel friction. Countless steels seemed to collide with each other in the hands of giants, making a maddening loud noise.
The gray-black felt cloth under the steel cable seemed to have turned into a monster's womb, struggling to give birth to a terrifying embryo. Under the alchemist's "delivery", the thing about to be born screamed and burst out. Set off the roar of a rolling tsunami.
On the cliff, Igor sat in his original position, letting the raindrops fall on his face, his pupils were red and bloodshot.
I don't know how long it had been since he took a shower. There was a strange stench all over his body. His hair was disheveled and tangled in strands. The grease condensed on it blocked the rain. It was not smoothed by the rain and even stood up. .
He no longer looked like the decent man he once was, but instead took off his coat and turned back into the pirate he was. Drinking the wine from the Ministry of Doctrine of the Faith and looking down at the workshop below, his red eyes became as fierce as a wolf.
Behind him, Ye Qingxuan's figure appeared silently.
"The finishing touches have been completed."
He looked at Igor: "Now is the final inspection stage. It will be launched into the water soon. Do you really have to go and take a look?"
"I… "
Igor opened and closed his lips, mumbled a few times, stretched out his tongue from the corners of his blistered mouth, and licked the salty cold rainwater. The anxious breath in his chest spurted out from his mouth and nose, turning into a diffuse mist.
"I've been looking forward to it a few days, I'm very excited, I can't sleep..." He reached out and scratched his tangled hair, his voice hoarse: "But now I'm about to see it, and suddenly I'm a little scared. It's like a child is about to be born. .You leave this child to me, I don’t know...whether I am qualified to drive it.”
Ye Qingxuan patted him on the shoulder: "Then you should take a bath and have a good sleep. I don't want to cause my boat to hit the rocks and become silent just after launching due to lack of sleep."
Igor shook his head: "Only staying here can calm me down."
He raised his eyes and stared at the dead, dark sea in the distance.
"I'm much better now, Your Excellency."
He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Don't worry about me, I won't let you down."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, but did not leave. Instead, he took out a wooden box from his pocket.
"Smoking?"
Those were cigarettes he bought when he was in the Holy City.
Ye Qingxuan didn't usually smoke much, so this box of exquisitely made high-quality cigarettes was still half full, but after such a long time and getting wet, the taste might not be much better.
"Thanks."
Igor took it, deftly pulled out a thin iron rod from his boot, and rubbed it hard on the keychain. Sparks jumped from the corners of the keychain, igniting the special ignition rod.
Putting his five fingers together, holding the weak flame to his lips, the cigarette was lit.
Seeing his smooth movements, Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows:
"what is that?"
"this?"
Igor extinguished the flames on the short stick, shook it towards Ye Qingxuan, and showed him the overlapping scratches on it after years of friction: "The fire stick made by the alchemist, a relic of my former captain. In the 'Pure Fire Source' 'Before it was invented, it was very popular among pirates, but it has long been eliminated. You probably haven't seen it."
"really."
"This thing is actually not very easy to use. Sometimes it can easily cause fires, especially on pirate ships. There are equipment everywhere that is in disrepair. If there is a fire, the entire ship will be in danger."
Igor chuckled: "At that time, the only person qualified to carry fire on the ship was the captain. Apart from dinner, the sailors could only eat cold food. Anyone who dared to play with fire would be hung on the rail to die in the sun. .At that time, everyone would gather at the bow of the ship every day before dinner. The cook was waiting with firewood in his hands, and the captain was smoking his own bad cigarette, walking over on his newly polished and shiny boots, and pulling them out of the boot. He came, pulled it on the knife... and the fire was ignited, like a miracle! That was the time when he was most arrogant every day. I was standing in the corner, looking at the captain, and I was so envious that I went crazy. I don’t know how many times I have quietly imitated it, imagining that one day I can sail a big ship, stand on the deck with my sailors, wear new boots and new clothes, and enjoy their awe-inspiring eyes... "
Ye Qingxuan looked at the scratched iron rod at his fingertips: "Later, your captain gave it to you?"
"No."
Igor grinned: "I stole it."
“…”
"The captain was furious when he found out it was missing. He couldn't find the thief, so he hung everyone up and gave them thirty lashes, including me."
He opened his collar and showed Ye Qingxuan the remaining scars on his shoulders: "Later, the captain suspected that it was the first mate, so he cut off the first mate's hand. That night, the first mate and the sailors rushed into the captain's cabin and waited for him to come out. , I changed to a new captain. But before his iron hook was ready, he was killed by another group of people... Pirates are always like this, everyone doesn't like to tell jokes about loving each other, but when they see it, they like it I would grab things from anywhere, steal if I couldn't get them, and hang on the mast if I missed it. I have been accustomed to this since I was a child. Until I was a teenager, I didn't know what the use of 'money' was - you Look, I can do it myself and have enough food and clothing.”
Ye Qingxuan shrugged, "Pirates' education methods are really different."
"I had no choice."
Igor shrugged: "To be honest, I also wanted to dress up like a noble young master and play ditties. Unfortunately, when I was a baby, I was thrown into a barrel and fished out by pirates. From then on. I grew up at sea and was raised by a group of criminals and gays. I drank milk from the captain's sheep. The first words I learned were to curse... I was very thin and short at that time, with a hunched back and big eyes... 10 Before I was two years old, I didn't have a name and everyone called me a deformed child. But that's normal. You can't expect any love from a pirate den, right?"
"kindness."
Igor smiled, clicked his cigarette soaked by the rain, squinted his eyes, and looked at the dead sea in the distance.
"It's the only one who loves me."
Ye Qingxuan was silent.
"It's the sea that keeps me alive, Your Excellency."
Igor put out his cigarette: "Without it, I am nothing. It gives me a place to create some negligible value. To be honest, this feeling is very annoying, like I am a being. A child raised by a bitch who sold her body does not even have the courage to run away from home. But as time goes by, you will get used to it. - No matter whether it is dirty or not, ugly or not, you have to love it."
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and sighed in a low voice: "I have to say, I'm a little used to your weird metaphors now, Captain."
"No way, after all, there is no culture."
Igor also threw the empty **** bottle down, stared at the dead sea, turned around and asked: "Is it really alive, Your Excellency? Everyone told me that it is alive."
"It depends on how you view the concept of 'alive'. For ordinary people, if the heart is still beating and the brain is still working, it can be called alive. If a human being is still alive, then his body is alive, and his limbs are all alive. Bones, hair, and nails are all alive—even though the human body is essentially no different from other substances.”
"What about ordinary people?"
Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment and then said: "In a sense, musicians are different from ordinary people. You can think of musicians as having an extra organ called 'ether' - at the same time, the musician's life will also be reflected here. For For a distortion-level musician, the entire body is an extension of the body as far as music theory is concerned. For natural disasters, the extension and radiation of 'self' will only be more exaggerated. At least humans have never been able to calculate the ultimate volume of natural disasters. For Leviathan, the ocean is its territory, and all sea water is its body. It is the ruler of the ocean. This is the music theory written in the great source. Now it has not fully come alive. What you see This ocean is but its dream."
"So, is it really alive?"
Igor understood. He turned back, stared at the dark and silent sea in the distance, and shook his head: "But seeing it alive makes me sad. It's too desolate. It's obviously alive, but it seems like it's dead." Same."
"You've been talking like a child for a long time."
Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, stuffed the cigarette case into his pocket, and finally patted his shoulder: "You are past the age of talking about love, Igor. If there is an audience, they will definitely not like it. . So, don’t think about these things anymore. After smoking these cigarettes, go and take a bath, and then like a man, go and take a look at your boat.”
"If you really love it..."
Ye Qingxuan paused, looked into Igor's eyes, and told him:
"—Then kill it and let it live again."
…
…
On the coast, in the freezing rain, a young man wearing a black poncho ran forward.
His lips turned white in the cold night, the lenses of his glasses were covered with water droplets, and there was a statistics sheet on the board in his hand. A few steps away from Ye Qingxuan, he raised his sleeves to wipe away the snot from his nose, and then presented the report:
"Your Excellency, everything has been moved and the inspection has been completed. There is a small problem with the keel, but Bishop Carroll promises to fix it within an hour."
"Then get ready."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand and threw the report into the sea: "The last rest time is coming to an end, friends. In an hour, we will go to the battlefield. Regardless of success or failure, we will not come back."
The young man nodded and ran away.
Ye Qingxuan stood on the beach, waiting silently, when the sound of steel roaring came from the distance. The tower crane loaded the last supplies into the ship. From then on, the fortress became empty and empty. All meaningful things would be taken away by the members of the Ministry of Doctrine and left with Ye Qingxuan.
When the last fire went out, Ye Qingxuan turned around and looked behind him through the rain curtain.
In the cold drizzle, the priests in red robes stood respectfully in the mud. The rainwater fell into the muddy water along their robes, and then reflected weak ripples.
They were silent, like ghosts, holding high the banners burning the Holy Emblem, like silent flames burning in the rain.
Upon noticing Ye Qingxuan's gaze, they bowed their heads respectfully. The white breath like souls spurted out from their mouths and noses with their breath, gathered in one place, and rose into the sky. It was the curling white smoke rising from the embers of the fire.
The total number is one thousand and forty-one.
Two hundred and thirty apprentices.
Four hundred Knights of the Witch's Hammer.
One hundred and thirty purifying musicians.
One hundred and ninety organists.
…
These are all Ye Qingxuan's followers, the only thing he can control in this world.
"The time has come, Your Excellency."
Stone walked out of the crowd, knelt on one knee, and held up his sword with both hands: "Please give the order."
A deep echo came from the ripples of the water, and everyone knelt down along with Shi Dong, waiting for Ye Qingxuan's words.
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and looked at the long sword held out by Shi Dong with both hands, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
In a trance, he seemed to see Hermes staring at him in the distance, carrying the dead souls with the same mocking smile as before, whispering softly in his ear:
"All misguided paths begin from here."
As a result, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh.
The world has been on the wrong track for long enough.
It's time for a change.
Starting from this day.
From this moment on.
He reached out, grasped the hilt of the sword, and held it high.
The sword blade cut through the rainwater, and a long lingering sound burst out.
Those illusions dissipated and the souls left this world.
And the light of the flames lit up from the rain.
"Remember this day, gentlemen!"
In the burning light of the sacred belt he uttered: "The Inquisition is restored this day!"
"Today, we rise again from the quagmire of pain, embarrassment and embarrassment. On the tortured and bumpy road, we have never lost our dreams and souls."
"Now, we are going to tell everyone—the sinners, the wanderers, and the noble men... We are not dead, we are back!"
He raised the burning sacred belt in his hand and declared to them:
"I promise in the name of God that what you do is the right principles in the world, what you hold is the sacred crown, and what you receive is sublime righteousness!"
In that burning light, countless people responded in unison:
"Your Excellency, all glory in the world will belong to you!"
As a result, the sea and sky moved.
A majestic roar erupted from the distance.
Amidst the countless waves and loud noises, what came was an earth-shattering sharp scream.
Countless copper nails wedged into the stone made a sharp sound, rubbing against the iron stone, sparks bursting out, and being pulled out of the rock by the tight steel cable, splitting the air, causing low roars one after another.
Among the countless broken things, the behemoth tore apart the nest that gave birth to itself, broke through the layers of gray-black felt, tore off all the steel cables, and crushed all the fixing rivets into pieces, bathing in the cold The rain breaks into the sea and the sky.
It was a jaw-droppingly huge warship.
The whistle burst out and roared, and the warship rushed into the sea, setting off a hurricane, breaking the dead waves. The scales covering the ship's side were like blades, cutting through the rocks and dams, and smashing the dams at the exit of the shelter. Under the roaring giant Sailing into the ocean with a loud noise.
On the bow of the ship, the pale snake skull was burning with the scorching flames from the ether furnace, releasing a dazzling glow. After just a little progress, strong winds and huge waves arose.
That is the return of nightmares and disasters, the Nomadic Mountain!
The monster created by this world was finally born in this world.
"Come on, my friends."
Ye Qingxuan smiled at the sunless sea:
"—One day, we will set the world on fire with a stake!"