Chapter 548: Devil's V-Belt

The year 1942 was a crazy time.

Every day there are new inventions, and every day there are unexpected innovations.

Whether it's the devil, the gods, magic, or technology, people in this era believe in everything and don't believe in anything.

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In August, the weather at sea was unbearably hot and humid, and the Angela was floating on the blue waters.

The steel ships were filled with busy black slaves, soldiers, and countless servants coming and going.

The steel ship apparently belonged to a nobleman of the Holy Will Empire, who set off from a port on the eastern shore of the New World and headed for his destination without stopping.

In the captain's room of the Angela, Marquis Jean and the captain, navigator, and first mate were discussing something around the chart.

As he smoked his cigar, he pointed to the location marked in the chart and said, "This is our target location this time, the Devil's V-Belt." ”

"What?" The captain of the Princess Angela, a middle-aged man with a little gray hair, looked at the markers on the chart and said: "My lord, you may not know much about that place, it is a forbidden area on the sea, I don't know how many ships have disappeared in that location for more than ten years, and even every year there are Imperial fighter jets crashing on that sea. ”

Although he understood that the Marquis Jean was a wealthy man who loved exploration and archaeology, the captain, who knew the horrors of the Devil's Triangle, still persuaded him: "My lord, no one has come out of this damn place for more than ten years, God knows what is inside."

I think we'd better explore somewhere else, and I heard that the military had discovered ultra-ancient ruins in the north of the New World, and we might be able to try our luck there. ”

With blonde hair, he inherited the title of Marquis at a young age, and Marquis Jean, who loved to explore everywhere, shook his head: "Captain." I know what you're thinking.

But I don't dare to be interested in ultra-ancient ruins, I am more interested in the mysterious Central Plains culture. And ......"

Stealing the ancient wealth of various countries in the name of exploration, Jean understands that the things in the ultra-ancient ruins are too hot for him to sell, so he casually pulls up a few reasons.

Baron Jean smiled mysteriously, "And didn't you say that everybody ever came out of that place?" I saw him clap his hands, and one was more than two meters tall. A bear-like white man dragged a thin black young man in.

Behind them, there was also an old man with gray hair who looked very frail.

The Marquis of Jean pointed to the black man and said, "This is Barbato, from the island of Tolga on the east coast of the New World, and his ancestors have been the best fishermen for three generations.

Six months ago, they were caught in a storm while out fishing, and as a result, they were caught in the Devil's Triangle. ”

The captain glanced at Barbatto in amazement, who lowered his head and did not dare to speak, and asked, "Are you really brought out of the Devil's Triangle?" He turned to the Marquis of Jean and said, "Your Excellency." IMHO, what these are best at is laziness and lying, and he may have only been adrift at sea for a few days.

Damn, this slut probably didn't even know what the Devil's V-Belt was before. ”

"No......" Barbato opened his mouth and said in a very rusty imperial Chinese, "I...... I'm not lying...... I really ......."

Seeing that he was speechless in a hurry, the old man behind him patted him on the shoulder, propped up his glasses and said, "According to what he described, the scene seen in the Devil's V-Belt." I can say with certainty that it is likely to belong to the style of the Western Wei period in the Central Plains. According to the present history of more than 2000 years.

Do you know how heavy this kind of ruins is to discover, 2000 years ago, people from the Central Plains have crossed the ocean to come here, we will shock the whole world, the Ministry of Magic will definitely ......" In the middle of speaking, the old man's face suddenly turned white, and then he threw up while leaning against the wall.

The captain looked at the Marquis Jean. The latter shrugged his shoulders and said, "Dr. Martin, an expert in the history of the Royal Academy of the Imperial Capital, was once ordered to investigate the culture, history, and background of the Central Plains during the First World War.

I managed to get him out of the military headquarters.

I trust his judgment.

But Doctor, your physique is terrible, if you continue to get seasick. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to the Devil's Triangle. Ali, send the doctor back to his room. ”

The bear-sized white man helped the doctor out of the captain's room.

"But......," said the captain helplessly, "it's too dangerous there, and I don't know what's going on inside, my lord, it's irresponsible for the lives of the entire ship." ”

The Marquis of Jean said slowly: "Eight thousand lira (imperial currency unit), I will give it to you when I return to the shore." ”

"Okay." The captain's face changed, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at Barbatto and said, "Do you know how to get there?" ”

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At the insistence or temptation of the Marquis Jean, the Angela swaggered towards the legendary Devil's Triangle.

I don't know if it was because of luck or fate, in the space of a month, they experienced a battle with pirates, repelled the attacks of the Caspian tiger shark group, and avoided storms, tsunamis and various terrible natural disasters, and finally found the legendary Devil's V-Belt.

"Oh my God!" At the bow of the Angel, hundreds of crew, servants, and slaves looked at the island in front of them, all with their mouths wide open, revealing incredible expressions.

About a few kilometers away from them, there was a huge island, and the sea around the island was full of blue whirlpools visible to the naked eye, and these monsters in the sea did not know how many ships they had devoured.

In the sky of the island, there are colorful clouds as beautiful as the aurora borealis, which are shining with dazzling light.

The most surprising thing is the island itself, half of which is volcanic and magma-like, and the other half is frozen and snow-capped.

From time to time, dark clouds drifted over the island, and there was a thunderstorm for more than ten seconds.

The whole island looks like a hodgepodge of countless weathers.

Obviously, under the influence of Zuo Zhicheng's continuous accumulation and dissipation of True Yuan Qi, the formation of the entire Holy Sepulchre not only gradually failed, but even the weather and terrain changed dramatically.

"It's incredible." Dr. Martin, who has white hair, said: "The whole Devil's Delta is in a state of abnormal weather, tsunamis, hail, storms, we have been through too much along the way.

But compared to the condition of the island, it is nothing at all.

I suspect that there is some kind of strong magnetic field change here that leads to this qiē, and it may be that the ancient magicians of the Central Plains laid some kind of powerful magic circle here. ”

"It's okay." Marquis Jean looked at the miraculous landscape in front of him, opened his mouth and smiled: "We'll know when we get to the island." ”

"Captain, get ready to land." Marquis Jean commanded, "Ali, get the boys of the combat team and the engineering team ready. Also, go inform Master Nick, we're about to arrive. (To be continued......)