Su Junyan felt as if he had had an incomparably long dream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the dream, there was an infinite flame burning, the fire was black, and it burned all the time, as if it was going to burn his whole life clean completely.

And at that moment it began to rain, very heavy, and the rain extinguished the black flames and soaked his body.

The fire burned again, scorching away the rain.

Heavy rain fell again, extinguishing the flames.

This dream is constantly alternating between fire and rain, and there seems to be no end.

Even the burning and coldness that had been able to bring him pain at first became numb.

I don't know how long it took.

Until a violent bang pulled him out of that dream.

It was pitch black before his eyes.

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Boom.

Loud bang.

Even in the incomparably deep seabed, in the confined seawater, the roar is in the state of all the seawater near the trap, spreading in all directions.

Vacuum.

A terrifying vacuum band runs through the vast deep sea.

Fish, algae, plankton, and even the faint air are all swept away.

Crushed, crushed.

Not even a single wreck remained.

Because, the only truly undersea fortress in this world, the flying Heruman, fired its most terrifying shipboard energy cannon.

The target of the cannon was far away, Hohenheim, and his seven deadly sins.

At that time, the duel between the strongest was begining.

But at the moment when Su Mubai and Hohenheim shot at the same time, the flying Heluman's shelling arrived.

This cannon completely disrupted Hohenheim's original chest.

In the cabin, in the main control room, David Jones took a heavy puff of a fine East Coast cigar, as if to reminisce about the wild blow that had pierced the entire ocean floor.

"Su Mubai, I can help you, that's it. He flicked his cigarette ash, squeezed his brows a little tiredly, thought for a moment, and walked towards the place where the guests were stationed.

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"He just ...... Did you move?"

Aartos, awakened from his sleep by the sound of heavy shelling, looked at the blood-red cocoon that hung above his head and asked with some hesitation.

But because of the person being asked, Olivia didn't mean to answer him in the slightest, so much so that it looked more like he was talking to himself.

The shelling just now was so amazing that even the main body that fired the shelling, the flying Heruman himself, was a little unable to withstand that terrifying impact.

Olivia's eyes also opened, and she stared intently at the blood-red cocoon above her head.

Obviously, although she did not answer Altos's question, this gesture has silently stated her thoughts.

"Knock-" The blood-colored cocoon, still beating and beating, was beating like a heart.

This time, however, the frequency of its pulsations seemed to be a little different.

It was much more hurried than before, as if something was about to come out of it.

"He'......" Altos tensed a little.

Although he didn't know why he was nervous.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid, but what comes out of it is a monster that no one knows.

In that case, his life would be lost.

It's always a matter of life and death, and it's always tense.

That's how he convinced himself.

"What's wrong?" and just then, David Jones arrived, and he was far away when he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

It was a premonition that came from a whim, and it was the unique ability he had acquired after advancing to the tenth order, which could predict the occurrence of something that was about to cause extremely extraordinary consequences.

Now, at this moment, he had a hunch that something very unusual was about to happen in the stern of his ship.

And that happening point is in that huge blood-colored cocoon.

"Boss ......"

"Boss...... That thing......" The crew members who stayed behind also clearly sensed some unusual movements.

They were terrified.

Fear of the unknown.

Because, the cocoon, is making some tiny sound, like some kind of terrifying arthropod breaking its shell.

What could come out of it?

"Quiet. Davy Jones raised his hand and motioned for his subordinates to be quiet, and he looked at the cocoon.

With the girl who sat quietly on the ground.

Waiting, the final shattering of the cocoon.

All of a sudden, the scene became very eerie.

It was quiet.

The only thing that was quiet was the cracking sound of the rope, which kept ringing like ants.

Even the sound of breathing was suppressed to a minimum.

Many people's eyes, staring, the scarlet cocoon.

David Jones's iron hook turned into five sharp claws as he rubbed nonchalantly.

A second passes.

Two seconds passed.

The sound of rustling was turned to the maximum.

Eventually, faint cracks began to appear on the surface of the blood-red cocoon.

At first, it was a thread, like a small snake.

Immediately after, the little snakes turned into lightning bolts.

The lightning turned into a crack with a louder cracking sound.

"Carrara—" There was a loud snapping sound.

Finally, it broke.

This, a blood-red cocoon.

This, a cocoon that doesn't know what's in the gestation.

Even Olivia, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but breathe shorter.

She looked at the broken cocoon, her eyes were complicated, there were expectations, relief, fear, gains and losses, and, a little, inexplicable hatred.

In a word.

The cocoon was broken.

The first thing that came out of it was a little light.

Pitch black light.

It's strange to say this, how can the light be pitch black?

But the light was pitch black, it seemed to be burning, it should not be pitch black light, but pitch black flames.

It's the flames that burn, in the cocoon of blood.

Then, very quickly, the light, the pitch-black flame was extinguished.

Like blinking?

Su Junyan blinked, he felt very dazed, he didn't know where he was.

He didn't even know if he really existed.

He only felt that his body was empty, empty, as if there was nothing.

Even consciousness is extremely weak.

He blinked again, a little better, he could feel some, the cold.

Some calories.

The heat and the cold returned to him at the same time.

Let him, with a little, ache.

Pain was the first and truest feeling Su Junyan felt when he woke up.

"I'm alive......" he muttered to himself almost silently.

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