It's no secret that the Atlantic Ocean, unlike its neighbor, the Pacific Ocean, is prone to terrible weather extremes, such as tropical storms and hurricanes, in June.

Including the east coast of the Americas, the islands of the Caribbean, and the west coast of Europe, there will be more than seven or eight tropical storms and hurricanes.

That's why far more ships have sunk in the Atlantic than in other waters of the world.

Just as Zhang Cheng was constantly searching and salvaging shipwrecks on the seabed in the surrounding area, he suddenly heard an early warning notice issued by the meteorological center, which was said to be a strong air flow in the Atlantic basin that could develop into a deadly tropical storm at any time.

"Boss, we must be on our way back!" Yelena reminded as soon as she walked into the captain's room, her expression serious.

After all, no matter how strong a modern ship is and how resistant it is to wind and waves, it is fragile and powerless in the face of nature.

Even those sea giants with a displacement of 100,000 tons are easily overturned by one huge wave after another, so most ships will choose to return to the nearest port as soon as they receive a storm warning, and no one will joke with their own lives.

"Okay! Let's go to San Juan to get out of the limelight. Zhang Cheng nodded a little reluctantly.

Although the fleet has salvaged four more shipwrecks from the area in recent days, none of them are the legendary Flame Queen. One of them is a frigate that travels with the Queen of Flame, a pirate ship that looks like it has been converted for gang fighting, and two are standard Dutch armed merchant ships, adding to the treasure in the cargo hold at the bottom of the yacht.

In particular, on the armed frigate, several Spanish aristocratic swords decorated with precious stones and carved patterns were also found, and there were even nobles' insignia on the sword, which is quite archaeological and collectible.

"Understood! I'll immediately inform the captain of the salvage ship to adjust its course. ”

Seeing that Zhang Cheng did not insist on staying, Yelena was obviously relieved, and hurriedly turned around and walked out.

Not far away, Mansha, who was lying on the table carefully cleaning a primitive pistol, suddenly asked thoughtlessly: "Why San Juan?"

Of course, Puerto Rico is relatively close to the United States and belongs to the United States, which is the best choice in terms of distance and security environment. In addition, San Juan is a relatively developed harbor city in the Caribbean, at least the hotel will be very comfortable. Don't tell me you like to live in dangerous places where you need to keep one eye open even to sleep. Zhang Cheng gave the answer as a matter of course.

There is a famous saying throughout Central America, South America, and the Caribbean, that is, too far from heaven and too close to the United States.

Since the rise of the Monroe Doctrine, the United States has regarded the Americas as its absolute sphere of influence, and has carried out multiple economic, military, and cultural infiltration and control over various independent countries from all sides, and has not allowed anyone to interfere.

The Cuban Missile Crisis is the best proof of this.

Surrounded by the endless greed of big business and big business in the United States, no country in the Americas can escape poverty and chaos except for Canada, a traditional ally to the north.

Because it is only poverty and chaos that the rotten ruling classes in these countries need the intervention of strong external forces, and only then do they need a stable and strong state to support themselves at critical moments.

Of course, at the cost of extremely poor economic and public security, drug lords and gangsters in many places are even more arrogant than the police and the military, and murder is a classic daily repertoire.

"Shet, I admit you have a point! San Juan seems to be our ideal safe haven. Mansha reluctantly burst into a foul mouth.

Through the media, she gained a general understanding of the security situation in Central and South American countries and how dangerous they were.

Mexico, for example, is a nightmare place, with an average of more than 100,000 unlucky people kidnapped every year, or more than 200 a day, a staggering number of rich and celebrities.

The most terrible thing is that the vast majority of these poor creatures who have been kidnapped will not be able to return to their relatives and friends alive, but will be killed by the kidnappers and dissolved.

Even Americans, who are accustomed to the occasional shooting around them, can't stand such a terrible security environment.

"By the way, do you have an answer to the identity of that statue?" Zhang Cheng asked with interest.

When Mansha heard this, she immediately put down what she was doing, took out her mobile phone and pulled up some of the black-and-white photos that were not very clear: "See for yourself! If you are not mistaken, the statue in your hand should be a story depicted by an ancient mural." She was not a god, but a powerful priestess. ”

"Priestess?!" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"That's right! It is said that she once offered a full 3,000 sacrifices to a god during a grand sacrifice ceremony, so she was given great strength and a half-human, half-snake form. But then, for some reason, the priestess became more and more crazy and cruel, trying to replace the god she once served, and as a result, she killed all the people of a city with great force, and finally the god punished her and imprisoned her in a dark prison. The Incas were afraid of her power, so they later worshipped her as a god......" Mansa explained succinctly.

"Interesting!Is there a fight between the priestess and the gods?" Zhang Cheng's eyes revealed a hint of playfulness.

Judging from the power contained in the statue, this priestess has clearly crossed the boundaries of mortals in the use of magical energy, and even by current standards, she is an out-and-out top spellcaster.

For such a spellcaster, it is not surprising that the idea of replacing the gods arises.

Look at the group of high-level mages on the Faeron Road, one counts as one, and they all have a desire to solve the mysteries of the gods' power and immortality in their hearts.

But what made Zhang Cheng feel a little strange was why the gods at that time did not kill the ambitious priestess, but only imprisoned her.

Can't kill?

Or did the other party have something that even the gods couldn't help but snoop on?

More importantly, where exactly were the priestesses imprisoned?

City of Gold?

With incomprehensible questions, Zhang Cheng carefully picked up the statue and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "If you can hear my voice and understand what I mean, then give me a hint." Don't worry, I'm not your enemy, but your potential ally, and at least we share the same goal when it comes to dealing with the gods. ”

The words just fell!

The statue's jewel-like eyes flickered suddenly!

Next Second......

Zhang Cheng felt a very faint consciousness and wanted to establish some kind of connection with himself.

But alas, this consciousness is so faint, so weak that it cannot convey even the most basic emotions, let alone complex information.