Knowing that the shipwreck being salvaged was not the Flame Queen he expected, Zhang Cheng completely lost interest in it and let Yelena deal with the mess.

Especially the heavy naval guns pulled up by the boom, each one of them weighed to death, and it wasn't worth much, and I didn't know why Mansha was interested in these things.

Most importantly, according to a 2001 statement on the ownership of shipwrecks in international waters signed by William Jefferson Clinton, the 42nd President of the United States, the United States Government recognizes that the ownership of the State-owned vessels of all other countries, including the United States, remains the ownership of the original country no matter when or where it sinks, no matter how long it has passed.

This also means that if all the salvaged items are confirmed to be Spanish treasure ships, then even if they are brought back to the United States, they will eventually be awarded to the Spanish government by the court.

However, law is one thing, and international politics is another.

As long as you bite to death, these things are not the cargo on the treasure ship. The Spanish side could not produce the corresponding evidence, and the final result could only be owned by the discoverer.

After all, Spain is no longer the European power that dominated the seas in the 16th century, but a third-rate country with little military presence and a bad economy that has been called one of the "Five Stupid Pig Countries".

Of course, Zhang Cheng himself didn't care too much about these useless precious metals, what really made him care was the Flame Queen, which also sank nearby.

Only this ship crashed into the golden mural with mysterious powers.

While he was hiding alone in the captain's room, staring at the huge underwater projection of the three people in front of him, far away in a high-end restaurant in Paris, France, Faust was using John's false identity to continue to disguise himself as a member of the Supreme Council of Europe, sitting at one of the tables, enjoying the delicious meal prepared by the chef with a face full of face, and said without raising his head: "What about our little ally who always brings surprises?"

"He's gone out to sea to find the wreck of the Flame Queen. What, you're looking for him?" asked Lavern with a smirk as he sipped the expensive high-end red wine.

"No, it's nothing, I just want to ask him some knowledge and skills for raising black dragons, you must know that my two little ones have grown to nearly one meter now, and their personalities are becoming more and more fierce and irritable, except for me, the master, the other servants who get a little closer, they may be attacked. Faust explained with some chagrin.

Because in the past month, six of his subordinates have been bitten alive by the dragon, resulting in having to feed them himself, wasting a lot of time and energy.

"Hahahaha! Sounds like good news, at least in terms of combat awareness and talent, they deserve to be the top magical creatures of the Age of Mythology, aren't they?" Lavern teased with a laugh.

Faust shrugged his shoulders helplessly and exclaimed, "Indeed! I can't believe that in only a few months, they are smart enough to use their environment to create traps to kill their prey." If they live for hundreds of years, I am afraid that few people will be their opponents. ”

"Hundreds of years? I promise it won't be long before these baby dragons die from all sorts of accidents, except for a very few. You know? The Wizards' Guild guys are trying to contact everyone who bought the dragon eggs in the first place, trying to form an alliance to keep all the baby dragons in their own hands. As far as I know, there is a guy who sternly refused, and the young dragon he raised half a month ago suddenly died inexplicably, and I believe it won't be long before he will find you. Lafurn issued a meaningful warning.

"Oh, my dear old friend, I promise that whoever dares to slam my dragon will die a terrible death. The Wizarding Guild has been around for too long, and maybe it's time to make it history. ”

As he said this, Faust's eyes flashed with a cold, piercing chill.

Perhaps for others, the destruction of the Wizarding Guild is just an impossible nonsense.

But for him, who single-handedly slaughtered the entire Vatican's Angelic Legion and bankrupted Heaven's plans for a kingdom on earth that had been brewing for so long as the previous year, it was entirely possible to make it a reality.

You must know that although those top wizards are powerful, they always belong to a very small number of people, and they can't protect everyone in the guild.

As long as Faust puts down his body and goes crazy to hunt the members of the Wizarding Society, then it will soon be the division and demise of this ancient organization that even his own people cannot shelter.

Lavern was undoubtedly well aware of this, smiling and reassuring, "Relax, things haven't gotten to that point yet." I think the Wizarding Guild should be a little more cautious, as they may still have some powerful artifacts. ”

"Artifact?" Faust pursed his lips disdainfully. "Hmph! It's not like I haven't seen it! Forget it, let's not talk about these disgraceful things, tell me how long it will take for our little allies to find the key to open the Golden City? According to the lunar calendar of the Incas, the agreed date is coming soon, and if it can't be opened in time, it will have to wait another thousand years. ”

"Patience! You have to believe that He can surprise and wonder us. Don't forget, the gold mural was no ordinary thing, and any non-Inca who came into contact with it would hear an inexplicable sound, followed by a large amount of water spewing out of their mouths and nostrils in just a few days, and even vampires who didn't need to breathe would be killed. ”

"The ancestral goddess of Muska mythology and legend, Bachue, was originally a god who came out of Lake Guadavida, and it is not surprising that she has some special abilities for water. What really intrigues me is whether the legendary City of Gold is dedicated to the sun god shared by all American Indians, or whether it is the exclusive domain of the goddess of the lake. With that, Faust put down his knife and fork and wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"Personally, I think it should be the goddess of the lake! The sun god is the common belief of almost all American Indians, and if it really exists, it should be a very powerful god, and it is theoretically impossible to sit idly by and watch his followers be slaughtered by the invaders, even if he does not need faith at all to maintain his power. On top of that, the entrance to the City of Gold is deep in Lake Guadavida, and it doesn't feel like anything a sun god would do. Lavern gave his analysis unhurriedly.

As a godborn, he has a lot of knowledge related to God in his mind from the moment he awakens, so he still has a lot of say in this regard.

"In that case, then I'll wait and see, and hopefully our little ally won't disappoint too much. After all, this is about the transformation from mortal to immortal. For you, in particular, divinity means strength, a body and soul that is almost immortal, and a reliance on the throne of the gods......"

"We're going to make it! No matter who the owner of the Golden City is, it's no match for the three of us!"

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