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"I will never be a memory..."
From nowhere, came a man's sighing voice. In the nose, there is the pungent smell of thick smoke after the explosion, as well as the oily smell of engine oil. In the blurry field of vision that his eyes can see, there is a bright red color all over. Like blood, like flames!
Vision became blurred, and consciousness slipped into darkness again.
After an unknown amount of time, when I opened my eyes again, it was the scene of the mecha disintegrating. The splattered engine oil and parts reflected the flames of the city, and the vaguely heard explosion sounded like Yu Lei in summer. It seemed to come from a very far away place, and it has been drilled into the ears for a while and echoed continuously. Who is smiling proudly, and who is roaring unwillingly. The mouth is full of the taste of rust, that is blood flowing.
Still a blurry picture, the arrogant winner thrust a steel bar into the loser's chest. In an instant, it seemed as if there was a fire burning in his chest. The inexplicable anger wanted to vent, but his weak body could only kiss the cracked earth, and then watched the picture blur again, and entered the black dreamland with unwillingness.
Dizzy, as if someone was calling. The body seemed to be burned by flames, and the smell of fire and blood was everywhere. Open your eyes, the sky is occupied by darkness, and countless fireballs continue to fall to the earth, bringing the breath of destruction. That swaying figure, with hesitation written on the beautiful face: "Franklin, my king..."
She said, but at the end of her words, a pillar of fire fell from the sky in the roiling heat wave and enveloped the figure. There seemed to be a lingering fragrance of her in the wind. But even this breath was swallowed up by the flames.
How cruel!
"No, no!" With the roar, Franklin woke up. His head felt like it had been crushed by a tyrannosaurus, and it was so painful.
After a few quick breaths, the line of sight gradually became focused. So a hexagonal lantern shook regularly in his eyes, and the air was filled with the smell of kerosene and a faint smell of sea water. Franklin shook his head to make himself more awake, so he saw clearly that this was a certain cabin, and the hexagonal lantern only illuminated it once. He is located at the front of the cabin, with a wooden ladder slanting upwards in the left corner.
There are some wooden barrels piled up on the right, and you can smell a faint aroma of wine. It looked like they should be wine barrels, but some of them were overturned on the ground, and no wine flowed out of them, obviously the wine had been drunk. The cabin was damp, and there was the sound of waves beating against the ship from outside the walls. The body swayed with the sway of the cabin, and the ship should be sailing right now.
Then there was sharp pain from both sides of the wrist, and Franklin looked. A Phillips screw as thick as a child's fist passed directly through the palm of his hand and nailed him to the wall of the cabin. He then found that he was half kneeling on the ground. Three steel bars as thick as an adult's arm fixed his body to the wall. When Franklin moved, trying to break free from these things, a sudden strong electric current appeared from his back and the back of his head.
He was so shocked that his whole body trembled non-stop, and then he passed out directly.
But this time he didn't faint for long, and he woke up again. When his head was dizzy, he seemed to see a middle-aged face and another figure like a pillar. Franklin recognized him. It was Deborah, the captain of the Ironscale.
Franklin kept repeating himself in a waking state and in a coma. As time passed, the waking time became longer and longer, while the coma time became shorter and shorter. In the past few days, he also noticed some small things on his back and headrest. These things are similar to some kind of discharge device, which has its own fixed power generation cycle, which is related to the time between Franklin's waking up and coma.
The discharge devices behind the back are the first objects Franklin wants to eliminate, in fact it is not complicated to deal with them. Simply shocking it with brief but high-frequency energy can cause the device to malfunction, but the cleaning time must be mastered. After all, apart from Deborah, the other man on this boat didn't look easy to mess with. Franklin was planning to escape. Without attracting the attention of the two of them, rows of meat needles appeared on his back against the arm of the wall. The meat needles penetrated the wooden boards of the cabin in a slow and subtle way, allowing the people behind Franklin to The walls become vulnerable for a rainy day.
At the same time, he began to deliberately conceal the time when he was awake, so as to create an illusion for the two senior officers on board, and make them believe that he was still in control. He was waiting quietly, waiting for the opportunity to come.
When he woke up from the coma again, Franklin still kept his body. Breathing, body temperature, heartbeat, and energy levels are all maintained in a state of coma, and only consciousness has begun to move. He didn't open his eyes, but there was a complaining voice in his ears: "Damn it, how long are we going to keep going around here!"
"Sir Sauron, please stop complaining. You must know that in order to destroy Istar, I even sacrificed the deputy captain." This is Deborah's voice. He seems to be still smoking a cigarette, and his voice is somewhat vague: "Biga used to be responsible for steering the helm, but now I have to look at the course, wind direction, raise and lower the sails, and steer the helm all by myself. It's not easy for me, not to mention that I'm not familiar with this section of the course, and it's normal to get lost .”
"Then how long do you plan to let us hang around here? Ten days? One month? Or one year?"
Franklin secretly noticed that the other man was Istar's archenemy, Zoro, the chief commander of the Holy Seal Knights of the Pope's Hall. And Sauron actually got mixed up with the pirates, so Deborah had to obey Sauron. In this way, Franklin can almost conclude that Deborah is a pawn secretly cultivated by Sauron and placed among the pirates.
Thinking about it this way, the encounter with Deborah near the Whisperer Strait and the series of events that followed may have been designed by Sauron. Then, it is even more impossible to underestimate this man.
When thinking this way, Franklin's heartbeat quickened a little. And this subtle change did not hide from Sauron's induction, and Franklin's voice immediately came from his ears: "It seems that our Mr. Beast is about to wake up again, Deborah, let's go sailing quickly. Don't go back to New Rome again." Those old folks in the Vatican probably thought I was missing."
"Well, I should be able to find the way back to the Roaring Bay according to the current situation. But Lord Sauron, I always feel that it is difficult to control this big man with something the size of a few palms. According to me, cut off his hands and feet It's the safest."
Sauron sneered and said, "What do you know? The electric shock device specially configured by Jane for Mr. Beast can generate a current of 200,000 volts. Do you know what that concept is? It is enough to shock a Tyrannosaurus whale. If not The adaptive cells in this beast would have killed him on the first shock. Now it's a miracle that each shock only puts him in a coma for 12 hours. I'm still relying on this to keep him fresh .”
"It's not better to freeze it if it's fresh." Muttering, Deborah has gone away. Franklin heard the sound of his heavy footsteps and the groan of his weight on the stairs.
"What a pig, I don't even know the route. If it wasn't for this plan, huh, I'll kill him for any crime after a while. If I let others know that I used a pirate, that brat Paul might I will make a big fuss about this. Speaking of which, this brat has become a lot more courageous recently, and dared to start questioning my majesty in public gatherings... "
While listening to Sauron's words, Franklin suddenly felt his head lifted by a hand, and then heard Sauron say again: "You are lucky, Mr. Beast. If Lord Gaia didn't want to live, how could I spend so much money?" Work hard to bring you all the way back to Rome."
Gaia!
Franklin's heart beat violently again.
What a familiar name, it reminded Franklin of some past memories. He didn't expect Sauron to have another messenger behind him, but he wasn't sure if this Gaia was the one he knew. If it was the Gaia he knew, then things would be complicated.
(Agladys, how many mistakes have you left?)
When Franklin's thoughts fluctuated because of Sauron's words, Deborah was also angry. In any case, he is also one of the four major pirate groups. Although he is a pawn specially cultivated by Sauron, his Ironscale pirate group has been flourishing in recent years. No one in the entire Western Continent knows about the Iron Scale and him, Deborah, but this time he lost all the crew members for Sauron's plan, and he almost let himself in.
If it is said that Istar was destroyed this time, he, Deborah, can be said to have established the Great Su. But Sauron didn't give himself a good face because of this, it was no different from treating a dog like that. No, maybe the dog was treated better than him. Deborah's face was gloomy, her eyes were constantly rolling, and various thoughts flashed in her mind. Among these thoughts, there was even a plan to sink Sauron's body into the sea.
Deborah is not a good man and a good woman. He knows very well that there is no better opportunity to attack Sauron than now. After killing Sauron, the city of Rome will definitely be in chaos. Without Sauron as the head of the regiment, the Thirteenth Holy Seal Regiment is bound to fight on their own. And he, Deborah, will gain momentum with Sauron's head, and he is more likely to become the head of the pirates.
At that time, in the troubled times, with this power, it is impossible to compete with the Pope's hall. Even if the city of Rome cannot be destroyed, at least one can occupy the land and become king. Being a sea overlord is better than being a dog to someone. Thinking of this, Deborah couldn't help but feel ready to move. But when he walked to the rudder, Deborah sighed sadly.
If Sauron was so easy to eat, he would have been slaughtered long ago, so how could it be his turn. In addition to having the strongest mecha in the Pope's Hall, that man is also the strongest man in the entire Western Continent. As the ninth rank, he can stabilize Deborah in terms of rank alone, not to mention the rumor that Sauron also has a domain. In a one-on-one situation, Deborah is not sure of winning. And if Sauron can't be killed this time, then his future life will be very sad.
Thinking of this, Deborah had no choice but to put away his murderous intentions. It's not easy being a dog, of course, but it's better than dying anyway. Deborah was smoking a cigarette without saying a word, and with a twist of his hand, the Ironscale slowly sailed in the direction of the Roaring Bay.
During the ups and downs of thoughts, Deborah's ears suddenly twitched, and then he caught a sharp howl. His complexion changed. He has been wandering the sea for many years, and he has fought many battles with the troops of the Pope's Hall. How could he not hear the sound of heavy artillery shells piercing through the air! As soon as I had time to look behind, I saw a shell land on the left side of the ship, brushed the side of the ship, and knocked off a section of the railing on the deck!
The shells rubbed against the side of the ship and fell into the sea. When a column of water exploded, the Ironscale shook.
Deborah looked up and saw a shadow of a ship in the sea behind the ship. It was a multi-masted dhow, which was similar to the Ironscale in terms of size. Looking from a distance, the three heavy artillery emplacements at the bow of the ship were pointing at this side, and then the fire flashed, and heavy artillery shells came through the air. Looking at the pattern on the mainsail, Deborah sank with all his heart. It was one of the three giants of the rebel army, the symbol of Jesse the Sinking!
In a blink of an eye, the Iron Scale was shot again and again. Fortunately, the distance between the two ships was so great that the heavy artillery line dropped, so it didn't hit the vital point. It's just that the water column hit by the shells kept shaking the Ironscale, which made Sauron in the cabin unable to sit still, and ran to the deck and shouted: "Deborah, can't you sail the ship properly?"
Deborah turned the steering wheel sharply in his hand, and the entire Ironscale moved to the right, avoiding three shells. When the water column exploded from the surface of the sea, Deborah said lightly: "It's better for Lord Sauron to ask them this question!"
Sauron also noticed the Fallen warship behind him, so he didn't have time to care about the disrespect in Diborah's tone, so he frowned and said, "Can't we get rid of them?"
Deborah sighed, and said, "We used to have human-powered outer-wheel equipment, but it's a pity that there are only you and me on board now. Even if you are willing to condescend to step on the outer-wheel engine, after all, you are only one person, and it is useless at all."
As the captain of the Ironscale, Deborah knew very well that his ship was not good at speed and agility. In the past, when all the people on board were present, the external turbines could be used to speed up the sailing by manpower. Now, with Deborah and Zoro alone, it is impossible to get rid of the Perisher, which is also a hybrid type, by relying on wind alone.
In terms of personal combat power, being just a fallen man is no match for Deborah or Sauron at all. But now on the sea, as long as Jesse sinks the Iron Scale with heavy artillery, the vast sea will be the burial place of Deborah and Sauron.
So now Deborah doesn't expect to be able to get rid of the pursuers behind him. He only hopes that the Perisher can drive closer, so that he can forcefully board the ship and kill people before he can leave.
It's just that the opponent can speed up to catch up, but keeps a relatively safe distance, and then shoots with heavy artillery frequently, as if he doesn't intend to let Deborah get what he wants. Deborah had to steer the boat silently, and tried to avoid some shells that fell on important positions of the boat.
On the warship of the Lost, Jesse in red stood upright on the bow. Half of his body was bandaged, presumably from the injury he suffered from the battle with Deborah at the North Island Nuclear Power Plant. Jesse's eyes were jumping with anger. After Istar was destroyed and Ursen died in battle, Jesse finally repaired the warship that was only slightly damaged, and then hurriedly mobilized the manpower to go to sea.
This was an impulsive move, and after several days of driving, Jesse already planned to return. Unexpectedly, he found the Iron Scale circling in the nearby waters. The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Jie Hong didn't let the Iron Scale go, and immediately chased after it. He wanted to get on the boat and kill him now, but Jesse knew that. Not to mention that there is Sauron on the Iron Scale, just Deborah himself is not his opponent.
But he has other advantages, such as the heavy artillery battery on the ship. Jesse's plan was simple, to sink the Ironscale with heavy artillery. As long as they fall into the sea, without his hands, the strong radiation in the sea will kill the two of them.
"What a godsend, let's sink them like this!" Jesse gritted his teeth.
There was a rumbling sound, and there was the smell of gunpowder. Jesse's face was reddened by the flames, and the heavy artillery shells swept across the sea to greet the Ironscale. The poor Ironscale obviously had artillery equipment, but due to the lack of manpower, it became a decoration, and it was suffocated by the warships of the fallen.
"I can't help it." Zoro sighed, and walked leisurely towards the stern.
At this time, a cannonball swept an arc and fell towards the direction of the deck. Sauron suddenly stopped and swept out with his foot. When the seemingly invisible ripples meet the cannonball in mid-air, the cannonball should be detonated.
A ball of fire exploded in the sky, and the wind from the explosion blew Sauron's hair. Sauron looked indifferent, standing proudly at the stern like a target.
Deborah gave the man a thoughtful look.
Sauron seldom takes action in person, and if he participates in the battle, he is more likely to fight with King Arthur, so few people know what Sauron's real ability is. Judging from just now, he should be an ability user in the fighting domain, Diborah guessed so.
In fact, the captain's guess was correct. The attack just now was called the empty kick. It kicked out a vacuum wave to attack the opponent with extremely fast kicks. It was known for its speed and explosive power.
Jesse saw Sauron immediately on the ship of the Fallen. He snorted and said angrily: "Lock on Sauron for me, quickly cover with ten heavy cannons, shoot!"
At his order, the gunners on the three heavy artillery turrets at the bow immediately carried out a series of operations. The barrel of the heavy artillery made a dull bombardment sound, and while the flames were flickering, shells fell precisely towards Sauron. There was an astonishing sense of oppression in the air, and the covering fire of ten rounds of heavy artillery was no joke. If left unattended, the stern of the Ironscale will definitely explode.
Of course, Sauron, who was not going to go into the sea, would naturally not let these shells fall. Then the man on the stern deck kicked out his feet alternately, like a tap dance. Under Sauron's calm and elegant "dance steps", a series of transparent vacuum waves shot into the air, intercepting the heavy artillery shells one by one.
Boom boom boom—
Amidst the sound of continuous explosions, the exploded fireball spread out and turned into a dazzling cloud of fire. The impact blast made the clothes on Sauron's body rattle, but this round of attack by the Fallen Warship was in vain under Sauron's continuous kicks.
Looking at the safe and sound Iron Scale and Sauron after the fire cloud, Jesse gritted his steel teeth and squeezed out a sentence for a long time: "Keep fighting!"