Chapter 565: The Day of Sailing

Six days later, on the cliff outside the workshop. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The workshop swelled twice its size again, and the three-metre-long copper nails riveted deep into the rock, dragging the criss-crossing steel cables, weaving together into a net that bound the bulging black felt.

Viewed from above, it looks like a monster caught in a snare.

The heavy felt cloth was like the chest of a giant, swelling and contracting with the distant waves, and it breathed, bursting out of the dark depths with a low echo that sent in all directions.

There was a constant roar coming from it.

"No. 1 fixed tether, cut off!"

Rumble!

"No. 2 fixing bolt, cut off!"

Rumble!

......

After the bolts were blown off, there was a scalp-tingling sound of steel grinding, and countless steels seemed to collide with each other in the hands of giants, making a maddening loud noise.

The gray-black felt cloth under the steel cable seemed to have turned into the womb of a monster, struggling to give birth to a terrifying embryo, and under the alchemist's 'delivery', the thing that was about to be born hissed and burst into a rolling tsunami.

On the cliff, Igor sat where he was, letting the rain fall on his face, his eyes red and bloodshot.

I don't know how long it had been since he had taken a bath, and he was emitting a strange stench all over his body, his hair was unkempt and knotted, and the grease condensed on it kept out the rain, and it was not smoothed by the rain, and it was even warped.

He no longer looked like a decent man he once was, but he had shed his cloak and reverted to his pirate appearance. Drinking the sake of the Ministry of Faith and reasoning, looking down at the workshop below, his red eyes became fierce as a wolf.

Behind him, Ye Qingxuan's figure appeared silently.

"The finishing touches have been completed. ”

He looked at Igor's appearance: "It's the final test stage, and it's going to be launched in a while, so you really don't want to take a look?"

"I ......"

Igor's lips opened and closed, and he muttered a few times, and his tongue stuck out from the corner of his mouth that was hot and foaming, and he licked the salty rain. The anxious breath in his chest erupted from his mouth and nose and turned into a diffuse mist.

"I was looking forward to it a few days ago, I was very excited, and ......I couldn't sleep," he stretched out his hand, scratching his knotted hair, and his voice was hoarse: "But now I'm going to see it, and I'm suddenly a little scared."

It's like a baby is about to be born.

You gave me this child, I don't know...... I am not qualified to drive it. ”

Ye Qingxuan patted him on the shoulder: "Then you should take a bath and sleep well, I don't want to cause my boat to run into the reef and be silent just after launching because of lack of sleep." ”

Igor shook his head: "Only by staying here can I calm down." ”

His pupils lifted and he stared into the dead darkness of the sea in the distance.

"I'm much better now, Your Excellency. ”

He smiled self-deprecatingly, "You don't have to worry about me, I won't let you down." ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded, but did not leave, but took out a wooden box from his pocket.

"Do you smoke?"

It was a cigarette roll he bought when he was in the Holy City.

Ye Qingxuan doesn't usually smoke much, and this box of finely made high-grade cigarette rolls is still half full, but after such a long time, it is damp, and the taste may not be much better.

"Thank you. ”

Igor took it, skilfully pulled out a thin iron rod from his boot, and rubbed it vigorously on the keychain, and the sparks jumped up from the edges of the keychain, igniting the special flot.

Five fingers together, protecting the faint flame to his lips, the cigarette was ignited.

Looking at his smooth movements, Ye Qingxuan's eyebrows raised:

"What's that?"

"This?"

Igor extinguished the flames on the short stick, shook it at Ye Qingxuan, and showed him the scratches on it that had been rubbed and overlapped over the years: "The flotting rod made by the alchemist, the relic of my former captain."

Before the invention of the 'net fire source', it was popular among pirates, but now it has long been phased out. You probably haven't seen it. ”

"Definitely. ”

"It's not very easy to use, and sometimes it's easy to cause a fire, especially on a pirate's wrecked ship, which is full of equipment that has fallen into disrepair, and if it catches fire, the whole ship will be in danger. ”

Igor smiled hesitantly: "At that time, the only person who was qualified to carry fire on the ship was the captain, and the sailors could only eat cold food except for dinner. Whoever dares to play with fire will be hung on the rails and sunburned.

At that time, everyone gathered at the bow of the boat every day before dinner. The cook waited with the wood in his hand, and the captain, smoking his rotten cigarette, came over with his freshly polished, shiny boot, pulled it out of the shaft, and pulled it on the knife...... The fire was kindled, like a miracle!

That's when he's at his most energetic every day.

I was standing in the far corner, looking at the captain's appearance, and I was so envious that I secretly imitated it I don't know how many times, and imagined that one day I would be able to sail a big ship, and stand on deck with my sailors, wearing new boots and new clothes, and enjoying their awe-inspiring eyes......"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the scratched iron rod on his fingertips: "Later, your captain gave it to you?"

"Nope. ”

Igor grinned: "I stole it." ”

β€œ......”

"When the captain found out that it was gone, he was so angry that he could not find the thief, so he hung everyone up and gave him thirty lashes, including me. ”

He pulled open his neckline and showed Ye Qingxuan the remaining scar on his shoulder: "Later, the captain suspected that it was the first mate, so he cut off the first mate's hand, and that night, the first mate rushed into the captain's room with the sailor, and when he came out, I was replaced by a new captain."

However, before his iron hook was ready, he was killed by another group......

Pirates are always like this, they don't like to tell jokes about love for each other, they grab what they like, steal what they can't grab, and hang themselves on the mast if they miss.

I've been used to it since I was a kid, and until I was a teenager, I didn't know what the use of 'money' really was – you see, I did it myself, and I had enough food and clothing. ”

Ye Qingxuan shrugged, "The pirate's education method is really different. ”

"I don't have a choice. ”

Igor shrugged: "To be honest, I also want to dress up like a noble young master and play a little tune, but unfortunately, when I was a baby, I was thrown into a barrel and fished up by pirates."

Growing up at sea, raised by a bunch of criminals and, drinking milk from the captain's sheep, the first thing I learned was swearing......

I was very thin and short, hunched over, big and small-eyed...... Before I was twelve, I didn't have a name, and people called me a deformed. But that's normal, you can't expect any love from a pirate's den, can you?"

"Yes. ”

Igor smiled, smacking his rain-soaked cigarette and squinting at the dead sea in the distance.

"The only thing that loves me is it. ”

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

"It was the sea that kept me alive, Your Excellency. ”

Igor snuffed out the cigarette: "Without it, I am nothing." It gives me a place to create something insignificant.

To be honest, this feeling is very annoying, like being a child who was raised by a and didn't even have the courage to run away from home.

But after a long time, you will get used to it.

- Whether it's dirty or not, ugly or not, you have to love it. ”

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and sighed in a low voice: "I have to say, I'm a little used to your strange metaphor now, Captain." ”

"No way, after all, there is no culture. ”

Igor threw the empty bottle underneath, stared at the dead sea, and asked, "Is it really alive, Your Excellency? ”

"It depends on what you think of the concept of 'alive'. For ordinary people, the heart is still beating and the brain is still working, so it can be called alive.

If a human being is alive, then his body is alive, with all his limbs, hair and nails alive - even if the human body is essentially no different from other substances. ”

"What about ordinary people?"

Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment and then said: "In a sense, musicians are different from ordinary people, you can think of musicians as having an extra organ called 'ether' - at the same time, the life of musicians will also be manifested here.

For a distorted musician, the body is an extension of the body, and for natural disasters, the extension and radiation of the 'self' will only be more exaggerated.

At least humanity has never been able to calculate the limit volume of a natural disaster.

For Leviathan, the ocean is its territory, all the sea is its body, it is the ruler of the sea, this is the music theory written into the great source.

It's not fully alive yet, and the ocean you see is nothing more than a dream. ”

"So, is it really alive?"

Igor understood, turned his head, stared at the dark and dead sea in the distance, and shook his head: "But it makes me sad to see it alive, it's too desolate."

Obviously alive, but it was like dead. ”

"I've been talking about children for a long time. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, stuffed the cigarette case into his pocket, and finally patted him on the shoulder: "You are past the age of talking about 'love', Igor, if there is an audience, you will definitely not like it."

So, stop thinking about these things. After smoking these cigarettes, give me a shower obediently, and then, like a man, go and see my own boat. ”

"If you really love it......"

Ye Qingxuan paused, looked into Igor's eyes, and told him:

"Then kill it and bring it back to life. ”

-

On the coast, in the icy rain, young men in black ponchos ran forward.

His lips were white from the cold night, the lenses of his glasses were full of droplets, and the board in his hand was sandwiched with a statistical sheet. A few steps away from Ye Qingxuan, he raised his sleeve to wipe off his snot, and then presented the report:

"Your Excellency, everything has been moved, the inspection is complete, and there is a slight problem with the keel, but Bishop Carol promises to get it done within an hour. ”

"Then go ahead and prepare. ”

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand and threw the report into the sea: "The last rest time is coming to an end, friends, in an hour, we will go to the battlefield, whether we succeed or not, we will not come back." ”

The young man bowed his head and ran away.

Ye Qingxuan stood on the beach, waiting silently, and the sound of steel roaring was heard in the distance. The tower crane loaded the last supplies into the ship, and since then, the fortress has become empty, and everything meaningful will be taken away by the members of the Faith and Doctrine Department, and they will leave with Ye Qingxuan.

When the last flame was extinguished, Ye Qingxuan turned his head and looked behind him through the rain curtain.

In the icy drizzle, the red-clad priests stood respectfully in the mud, and the rain reverberated faintly as the rain fell into the muddy water along their robes.

Silently, like ghosts, they held aloft the banner of the burning emblem, like a silent flame burning in the rain.

Sensing Ye Qingxuan's gaze, they bowed their heads respectfully, and the white breath like a soul erupted from their mouths and noses with their breath, gathered in one place, and rose into the sky, it was the curling white smoke rising from the embers of flames.

The total number is one thousand and forty-one.

Two hundred and thirty apprentices.

Four hundred Knights of the Witch's Hammer.

One hundred and thirty purification musicians.

One hundred and ninety organists.

......

This is all Ye Qingxuan's followers, the only thing he can master in this world.

"The time has come, Your Excellency. ”

Stone walked out of the crowd, knelt on one knee, and offered his sword in both hands: "Please give the order." ”

In the turbulence of the ripples of the water, a deep echo came, and all the people fell to their knees along with Shi Stone, waiting for Ye Qingxuan's words.

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and looked at the long sword presented by Shi Stone's hands, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

In a trance, he seemed to see Hermes staring at him in the distance, with the dead spirits, with the same mocking smile as ever, whispering in his ear:

"This is where all the astray paths begin. ”

So, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing.

The world has been on the wrong path long enough.

It's time for a change.

From this day on.

From this moment on.

He reached out, gripped the hilt of his sword, and held it high.

The blade of the sword sliced through the rain, bursting out with a long aftermath.

The illusions dissipated, and the spirits departed from this world.

And the light of the flames, from the rain.

"Remember today, gentlemen!"

In the burning glow of the holy belt, he spoke: "Inquisition, re-establish this day!"

"Today, we have risen again from the quagmire of pain, embarrassment and embarrassment, and we have not lost our dreams and souls in the midst of torment and bumpy road. ”

"Now we're going to tell everybodyβ€”the sinners, the wanderers, the noble men...... We're not dead, we're back!"

He lifted up the burning ribbon in his hand and declared to them:

"I promise in the name of God that you are doing the righteousness of the world, and you are holding a holy crown, and you are ushering in high righteousness!"

In that burning light, countless people responded in unison:

"Your Excellency, all the glory of the world will be to you!"

As a result, the sea and the sky were in turmoil.

A magnificent roar burst out from afar.

In the midst of countless loud and violent sounds, there was an earth-shattering sharp hiss.

Countless copper nails wedged into the stone made a sharp sound, rubbed against the iron stone, burst out of sparks, pulled out of the rock by the tight steel cable, crushing the air, and whispering one after another.

In the midst of countless broken things, the behemoth tore apart the nest that gave birth to itself, broke through the layers of gray-black felt cloth, ripped all the steel cables, crushed all the fixed rivets to pieces, bathed in the cold rain, and broke into the sea and the sky.

It was a jaw-droppingly large warship.

The whistle roared, and the ship plunged into the sea, whipping up a hurricane that smashed the dead waves, and the scales covering the ship's side cut through the reef and the levee like a blade, striking the levee at the exit of the haven, and sailing into the ocean with a loud roar.

Above the bow of the ship, the pale serpent's skull burned with a scorching flame from the Aether Furnace, releasing a blinding glow. Just a little forward, and there were strong winds and huge waves.

It's a return of nightmares and calamities, Nomadic Mountain!

The monsters created by this world have finally been born on this world.

"Let's go, my friends. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled at the sea of lightlessness:

"β€”One day, we will burn the world at the stake!" (To be continued.) )