Chapter 489: Dividing the Sea
Port!
Military exclusion zone!
The mighty motorcar stopped, and Russell sat in a stretch luxury car, holding a glass of red wine and lamenting that capital is a devil and a vampire is a natural pair.
Next to him sat Amelia, dressed in a white evening gown, a woman who had been particularly fond of white ever since she was soaking up the sun.
On the other side, Michael sat next to Serena with some restraint, and tried to talk to her several times without success, and was a little sullen.
After the car stopped for a while, Lucian knocked on the window with an ugly face: "Father, Alexander refuses to meet you. β
"Refuse?"
"Yes."
Russell pushed the car door and looked at the sea, a lone warship was suspended in the offshore sea, but it had no intention of docking, didn't it just refuse to meet.
The reason is very simple, Russell killed Marcus, and Alexander did not want to see the killer.
Marcus is not a filial son, but Alexander is definitely a loving father, or the kind of rather pedantic loving father, no matter how Marcus kills people and sets fires outside, Alexander only knows that this is his own son, no matter how bad it is, it is also his son.
From an outsider's point of view, you can criticize Alexander for aiding and abusing, but you are not qualified to criticize his father's love.
However, Alexander let the warship sail away instead of firing the cannon, which made Russell think that the old man was a little twisted.
Alexander knew that his son Marcus was doing a lot of evil, but he never stopped it, and worked hard to help finish it; Russell eradicated the evil and killed Marcus, and he immediately fell into a tangled mentality, intellectually agreeing with Russell's approach, but emotionally resisting from the heart.
Just like his performance in the original book, he chose to die at the hands of Marcus, but gave his power to Serena to kill Marcus and protect the world from werewolves and vampires......
A contradictory person.
Russell looked at the sea, behind him stood four half-bloods of Amelia, and the harbor was taken over by hundreds of werewolves and vampires, all loaded with guns.
Lucien added: "Your Excellency, we contacted the warship and signaled, but there was no reply. β
"I see."
"Do you need us to storm the warship and capture Alexander?"
Russell shook his head slightly: "The old man has just died of his son, even if he is an unfilial son, but it is inevitable that he will be depressed, so it is better for me to go and see him." β
"But ......"
As soon as Lucian spoke, he was speechless by the vision at sea.
Bang! Boomββββ
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the rippling sea level suddenly tumbled, and the roaring and trembling sound erupted from the bottom of the sea, as if thousands of troops were galloping across the border, and the deafening sound of the flood shook the sky.
The sea is given life!
As far as the eye can see, the sea has set off huge waves, and the waves are so high that they are like mountain peaks rising from flat ground, and the water splashes upside down into the sky.
The spreading white line opened at the end of the sea level, and as Russell beckoned slightly, a terrifying energy burst out in an instant, rolling the warship towards the shore.
Russell stood by the harbor with a trident pinned to his waist, and as long as the warship was still at sea, no matter how far away it was.
The original disadvantage of needing to touch the surface of the water to control the sea was made up for by Nanya, the power of the Ring of Guardianship is not as powerful as the Trident, even if it is mutilated, it is far inferior, but it has the advantage that it can control water without direct contact.
In this way, Russell is more comfortable in controlling the sea!
The sea and the sky meet, and the warship is like a toy, pushed sideways by the raging waves.
With the Trident's abilities, a warship is not much different from a surfboard, and there is no need to make such a big noise, but Russell did it anyway.
Not to pretend to be forced, but to shock Alexander and make him reorganize his language and speak well.
The port was silent, everyone froze in place, staring directly at the miracle ahead, one by one, their mouths were dry, and after they came to their senses, they turned into believers, looking at Russell's back full of piety.
The mighty waters swept the warship ashore, and then the sea sank sharply, making the deck of the warship and the harbor seamlessly contact and remain level.
Russell stepped forward and walked onto the deck of the warship, followed by Lucian and the younger brothers, who also surrounded the deck and took over the captain's quarters.
The human mercenaries on the ship were already stunned, without the slightest resistance during the whole process, and even if they were unarmed, they were very cooperative, and they were in the process of reshaping their three views.
After boarding the warship, Russell was still unsatisfied, thinking of what a certain sage had done, and raised his hand to the sea.
In an instant, the sea level spread wildly, parting along a white wave, and the monstrous curtain spread out on both sides until the end of the line of sight.
The sea split in two with a roar, and the warship was held up by the palm of a mass of seawater and placed in the center of the majestic moat.
After a short lull, the breathing on the deck was much thicker, and they witnessed the miracles of the Bible, and now that Russell wanted them to die, a group of people rushed to jump into the sea.
The breathing sound here was the heaviest Amelia, who looked at Russell with a look of eagerness and ambition, feeling that she still had a chance, and with a little more effort, she could get the pass to heaven.
"Where's Alexander Kovinas, I want to meet him!" Russell said to the mercenaries guarding the door.
"Please...... Please talk to... Follow me. β
The mercenary soldiers looked left and right, and were surprised to see that Russell was talking to him, and suddenly his ears were red with excitement, and he stammered and couldn't speak, turned around and closed the door, almost kneeling and leading the way in front.
The mercenaries in the cabin held their heads high and helped Russell push open the gates and lead him into the captain's quarters.
In the simple but solemn captain's room, Alexander's eyelids jumped wildly at his desk, and outside the window was the sea divided in two, and all the words he wanted to say before were swallowed back into his stomach.
"First meeting, the first immortal Alexander, my name is Russell, as you can see, a priest." Russell said, smiled and stretched out his hand, looking at the old man in front of him.
He is not tall, has an extraordinary bearing, and looks a bit like Sean Connery.
γDingγ
[The host contacts the plot character Alexander Kovinas and triggers the lottery link, is it drawn now?] γ
Alexander bent down slightly, lightly grasped Russell's outstretched hand with both hands, and let go politely after half a second of contact. Russell claimed to be a priest, but he didn't think so, and he was willing to believe that the Son had come.
The wicked son could not even stand God, and Alexander's heart was in turmoil, and he did not know what to say.
"I'm here to ask for some news, is there anything else hidden about Marcus becoming a vampire?" Russell Dao made it clear, the prelude was enough, and there was no need to beat around the bush.