Three days later, Qin Beiyang was lying on the bow of the "Cardinal Richelieu" with a nine-colored red mane, facing the magnificent sunset over the North Atlantic.

He bet the ship's owner was Alexandre Dumas and a loyal reader of The Three Musketeers. According to the scheduled route, the ship would dock in New York Harbor for several days, load new passengers and exchange mail, and then sail across the Atlantic to France.

The remains of the Titanic and more than 1,500 victims are buried at the bottom of the sea.

On the side of the ship behind him, a sea burial had just been held. This time, a family of five, the eldest was forty years old and the youngest was only four years old, all of whom died of the flu and sank into the Atlantic Ocean covered with white cloths. Since leaving the Caribbean, more than 1 in 10 passengers have been buried at sea at least 10 times a day, and most of the remaining have fallen ill, including doctors.

Outside New York Harbor, filled with ships from all over the world, beyond the ruined Europe, it is the center of the world. The survivors of the ship looked out over Long Island and the green shores of New England, just like the passengers on the Mayflower 300 years ago.

A quarantine ship came to sea, and the American quarantine officer wearing a mask boarded the "Cardinal Richelieu", glanced at the pale and coughing people, and ordered that the ship must raise the flag representing the plague and not enter New York Harbor until the epidemic was lifted - in other words, to fend for itself, until the entire ship died. The captain didn't have time to plead, the quarantine officer left in a hurry, and if there was no lifeboat to ferry, he would have jumped into the sea to escape.

The air was filled with the smell of death's perfume, and Qin Beiyang escaped from the deck with nine colors and bumped into Qian Ke in the aisle. Thankfully, they're both alive.

Last week, Chanco approached the captain and said that the large wooden box in the hold, belonging to the antique dealer Pierre Gauguin, contained artifacts excavated from an ancient Chinese tomb, and that the ancient treasure contained a curse, even a virus from thousands of years ago. The only way to save the ship is to unload it as soon as it docks in New York and ship it back to China on another ship. He knew that the captain was superstitious and his wife died in the shipwreck of the Titanic, so he would believe such a statement.

The Cardinal Richelieu was trapped outside New York Harbor for three days and nights. Every hour, people are thrown into the sea one after another, and some people are throwing corpses at others one day, and the next day they themselves are buried in the sea, so that the white cloth for the sea burial runs out.

Unfortunately, the captain also got sick. But he was a strong Gasconi man and a native of d'Artagnan, and he angrily imprisoned Pierre Gauguin in a confinement room in the lower cabin, even if the antique dealer called out the name of the Minister of War.

The captain gave the order to open the wooden crates in the cargo hold where antiques were stored. Of the original three armed guards, one had already fallen ill and another had fallen ill, leaving the last black escort, who had shot and killed several crew members before being hacked to death from behind with an axe.

In the bloodied hold, the frail captain opened the small door of the wooden box with his own hands, leaning on crutches. He wanted to take a look, this treasure from the ancient tomb of China, the source of the curse of the whole ship, what is it said to be called "Tomb Beast", and where is it sacred?

In the bright lights, the captain saw an angel with a devil's face.

Two pairs of wings are constricted behind their backs, and there are ravines of steel muscles on the chest, and there is a wrinkled beast head, strong claws and legs, like a prehistoric creature that has just been resurrected from a natural history museum.

"Four...... Four-winged angel? ”

During his forty-year voyage career, the captain has sailed every ocean on earth and reached almost every seaport. He has seen ancient ruins and sculptures with similar images in Cairo, Damascus and even Baghdad. But such an ingenious four-winged angel - did he suspect that it was dug up from an ancient Chinese tomb?

Suddenly, the angel opened his eyes.

The eyes of the beast.

The four-winged angel town tomb beast once again let out the roar of gears in its body. It seems that smelling the scent of a human can reactivate the sleeping heart.

Is it hungry?

The four wings on the back began to slowly expand and become larger, and the wing membrane was like countless open umbrella surfaces, which soon resisted the edge of the wooden box.

The angel descended like a beast, his red gaze like two flames, staring straight into the captain's eyes.

The captain knelt down, abandoned all resistance and offered his knees to the four-winged angel.

Man cannot fight the beast, but will eventually become the servant of the beast, a sacrifice on the altar, whether on land, sea, or sky.

The four-winged angel tomb beast used this cramped wooden box as a coffin in the dungeon, and regarded the captain who bowed down in front of him as a tomb robber who broke in.

It roared and stretched out its claws, tearing the captain's body apart, carrying the blood of the Spanish flu virus and splattering it in the eyes. It stretched its two pairs of wings to the limit, and the wooden crates were shattered, scattering shards and sawdust in the hold. The last group of healthy crew members, wearing masks and holding axes, watched in horror as the Tomb Beasts flew up in the smoke and dust.

The four-winged angel hovered on the roof of the cargo hold, its wings flapping unhurriedly, as if returning to the underground palace of the Jingjiao Tomb of the Tang Dynasty in Fangshan, Beijing, and soaring with the tomb beast to overlook this dark world.

The crew began to flee in fear, but how could a two-legged beast outrun a four-winged beast? Under the steel wings, like a dive fighter, the hot claws and iron wings quickly tore people's vests.

It was the massacre of the Four-winged Beast against the Two-legged Beast, recorded in the Babylonian Clay Tablets and the Jewish Dead Sea Scrolls, and a rehearsal of the next massacre of the twentieth century......

The Gravemon flew out of the cargo hold and went on a rampage inside the ship. He flew first to the boiler room, crashed the stalled steam engine, and then rushed to the rear of the ship, destroying the tail rudder that controlled the direction. It then flew to the front, destroying the anchor chain compartment, and the entire ship lost power and direction, becoming a ship of death in the Atlantic. Along the way, it slaughtered all living people it could see, and in its eyes it was all tomb robbers who had invaded the dungeon.

The survivors in the cabin on the ground floor screamed and fled onto the deck, and Qin Beiyang was almost cut off by Tie Yi's head. He lay on the ground to appease Jiuse, after all, this is a boat, and once he falls into the sea, there is nothing he can do. There was a violent knocking sound from a cabin door, Qin Beiyang took out a Tang knife and cut the big lock outside the cabin door, but he didn't expect it to be Pierre Gauguin.

Qin Beiyang pushed Gauguin against the wall and asked him why he wanted to bring the four-winged angel out? Suddenly, there was a more violent impact of the steamer, which simply shook the mountains, and the two-legged Qin Beiyang and Gauguin, and the four-legged Jiuse all fell.

They escaped to the deck, only to discover that the Cardinal Richelieu had collided with another large cargo ship in the dark. The interior of the ship was severely damaged, there were still many ships waiting in line for quarantine outside New York Harbor, and the poor vision at night was like the Titanic hitting an iceberg, and the collision of two giant ships would have extremely fatal consequences.

The 11,000-ton cardinal Richelieu sank so quickly that it was too late to lay down the lifeboats, let alone a band that played the last tune.

The deck had been tilted forty-five degrees, Qin Beiyang and Qian Ke grabbed the railing, and many people screamed and slid into the North Atlantic. A few minutes later, the steamer on the opposite side was the first to capsize, sinking with a deafening pop.

Below the central deck, the four-winged angel has broken out of its cocoon, waving its four wings and flying on the large ship that is in danger.

At the same time, the town's tomb beast Nine Colors began to transform......