Thief? This inexplicable old man made the observer stunned again, and subconsciously thought so, and then he felt that he should be scared. How to say, with his knowledge of luxury jewelry, his monthly salary may only be enough to buy a button on this old man's clothes.

And the other party was still holding a cigar, although he couldn't see the brand, but the taste would definitely not be worse than what he had often seen on the streets of Rome before, the blonde rich second generation of motorcycles.

But this place even dislikes itself, what kind of person would trek through mountains and rivers and run to such a place in such a ghost weather? The strange weather and the strange people made the observer who couldn't help but think crankily flashed secret societies, men in black, government special forces, and car chases......

Ange patted him lightly on the shoulder, interrupting the observer, who was still distracted in this situation. He took a cigar in one hand, took a puff of smoke and said, "Give yourself a vacation, you should go back." ”

The observer, who had been frightened just now and was obviously mentally unstable, calmed down, nodded with a confused gaze, turned around like a puppet, and really walked towards the stormy sea. But beyond the storm that hurt people in the face when he opened the door, there was a man in a green cloak.

The tiger nodded to Ange, jumped off the observation tower with the hapless observer in one hand, and sailed out into the stormy sea in the speedboat parked below. Ange, who had watched them leave, put away the hypnotic tobacco given by the ghost in his hand, walked to the window, and watched the increasingly violent bad weather outside.

"The end of the world is nothing more than that......" After a moment of silence, he said, "how is the evacuation of the seaside residents?" ”

In the headset, someone immediately answered him: "The six-level tsunami warning has been issued, the Italian authorities have reacted, and coastal cities such as Fiumicino and Ladispoli have received evacuation signals and started evacuating." Just ......"

The person who answered did not continue, because no matter what kind of evacuation measures might be in vain before such a natural disaster of unprecedented scale.

"Don't give up because it might be futile, do what we can." Ange ordered, "Let the fleet returning from Gibraltar be on standby off Tyrrhenian, and although I hope they will not be used, the worst deterioration of the situation must be prevented." ”

The fleet that was lost in the storm in the Strait of Gibraltar did not have the expected effect, and was tricked by the dragon king who was hiding behind him to stir up the storm. But if anything really comes out of the sea, their cannon fire will make the dragon king hidden behind him regret letting them go.

Ange rummaged through the Observer's wine cabinet and found a brand he hadn't seen before, presumably from a popular manufacturer. He took out his cup and poured a cup, sat down in the observer's seat, and quietly watched the huge waves that seemed to engulf the world together.

“…… Anyway, did anyone tell me how Rome is doing? A somewhat weak voice interjected into the channel of the call.

Gently taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Ange said with some regret: "I feel sorry for the women in the world who have been poisoned by you, you are still alive." ”

Pompeii Gattuso, wrapped like a mummy, in a bay in southern Italy, in a bay in Sardinia, was being repaired, and then took a breath as he clutched his implicated wound.

After relieving himself, he whispered but triumphantly said, "Tell Flamel not to rush to open the champagne first." A scourge like mine won't end so easily. ”

The dragon king's first spirit attack was directly towards the bridge, and was avoided by the operator, who was not considered experienced in a hundred battles, but had waited for a long time for this moment. However, the aftermath of the explosion still caused a lot of damage to the ship's hull, and the highest-ranking head of the survivors of the Gattuso family, who was waiting for the order, was unfortunately swept up in the aftermath of the explosion after making a phone call, and temporarily withdrew in such an aggrieved or humiliating way.

Pressing on another painful wound, he asked, "So, can anyone tell me what is going on in Rome at the moment?" ”

There was a sudden silence in the channel, and after a long time, someone whispered, "...... You have to be mentally prepared. ”

After some time, Pompey, who was sitting in the medical room, stared at the pictures that had been transmitted to his phone in amazement. Above, the castle that Gattuso was so proud of, all that remained was a bottomless hole filled with water. On the other hand, the same is true of the Pantheon, which may have existed for more than a thousand years.

Neither the infirmary nor the call channel spoke, waiting for him quietly.

"It's gone...... No ......" Pompeii lowered his head, and there was no expression on his face that was wrapped in a mummy, but the tremor in his voice could be heard.

"It's all gone! It's all gone! It's mine...... My ......," Pompeii gradually lost control of his cry, "my calligraphy and paintings, my porcelain, my wine, my tea...... All the treasures I worked so hard to find are gone! ”

Ange let out a long breath and resisted the urge to give him a knife: "Your son, your family, your career are all gone. Is now the time for you to care about that? ”

"My son is gone, and he can have another life...... Ahh How could something happen to my son? Even if the entire Italian peninsula sank, there was absolutely no chance that something would happen to him. Pompey was still sad, but it seemed that it had nothing to do with his son's disappearance.

"Are you that confident?" Ange asked.

"It's not a question of self-confidence, it's a matter of being sure." Pompey replied, but did not elaborate.

"Excuse me, does anyone want champagne?" In the call channel, even if the vice principal didn't see it, he knew that it must be a voice with a regretful face, "The champagne that was opened just now to celebrate the life and death of a certain scumbag, although the scum did not die, but it can't be wasted." ”

"Save me a drink, thank you Flamel for celebrating my resurrection." Pompeii didn't know where to find a wine glass and was touched, "I promise you, if you leave us one day, I'll make your farewell ceremony lively." ”

"Excuse me, you might as well keep the lively ceremony for yourself." In the central control room of Kassel, the vice-chancellor held a glass and said, "I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to listen to first?" ”

Pompeii hurriedly said, "Good news, I haven't heard it for a while, but I've always liked only good news." ”

"The good news is that while things are looking very bad right now, you could be drowned at any time. But the elementals in your vicinity have stopped increasing, which means that there won't really be a dragon king flying out of the water and slapping you all to death. The vice principal replied, "Be happy, it seems that even God doesn't want me to take over the academy." ”

"Yes, it doesn't seem like it's the worst yet. As for taking over the Academy, even if I die, I won't be able to take your turn. Ange shook his glass and said, "What about the bad news?" As long as it's not the end of the world, it's acceptable to me. ”

The vice-chancellor shrugged: "As you wish, it is indeed not the end of the world, but the end of the entire Mediterranean." ”

A map was sent to their phones of the Mediterranean Sea. A series of red markers mark the entire Mediterranean coast of the city in red.

"The bad news is that there are so many elements that converge here, and the changes with the real world are not as simple as the turbulence of thunder and rain." "It's going to be a storm, an elemental storm that will sweep the entire Tyrrhenian Sea and the Apennine Peninsula, and even the entire Mediterranean!" ”

As his words fell, as if to confirm what he had said, a thunderclap exploded on the surface of the sea. Then you can see it through the windows, whether it's Angers on the coast of Fiumicino or Pompeii in one of the ports of Sardinia. Above the Tyrrhenian Sea, an incomparably large whirlpool is forming, as if it is about to swallow up the entire Tyrrhenian Sea.

Looking at the waterspout, Pompey muttered, "I have calculated before, if the sudden invasion of the Dragon King that day wants to destroy the Gattuso family, then how long our family can withstand it." And in those two big pits just now, I told me that I was thinking too much, and the dragon king destroyed the Gattuso family, maybe he didn't need to go out at all......"

The wind swept down the rain and a huge waterspout slowly rose at sea level. Not only Fiumicino, but even as far away as Rome, as long as someone who gets up early to watch the sunrise stands on a high place and inadvertently looks south, you will find that something is slowly rising at the end of the dark sky and sea.

In an instant, the inhabitants of countless cities on the Mediterranean coast were awakened from their dreams by the sound of sirens. All the weather station employees will pat their heads at the satellite images on the screen, wondering if they are still in the dream they had last night.

"Then after a few minutes, I felt like I was thinking too much. The Gattuso family probably doesn't have the qualifications for the Dragon King to use the ultimate spirit of speech. Pompey's bandaged face was pale.

He grabbed his phone and almost roared, "You said that the Dragon King won't show up is good news?" No matter how you look at it, this is more threatening than the dragon king! ”

In the central control room of the Kassel Academy, which was plunged into silence because of the huge waves, only the voice of the vice principal sounded: "When we were the King of Bronze and Fire, we should have understood that the power that the Dragon King could exercise, in addition to their words and alchemy, had a more powerful ability. ”

The elders, who were also still in the central control room, looked at each other with worried expressions in their eyes. The Lord of Bronze and Fire sets off a volcano and wants to use a supervolcano eruption to strike at the human world. The king of the earth and the mountains shook the earth, and the mere prelude to the beginning of the earthquake detected the entire Eurasian continent.

And now, the king of the sea and water has rolled up huge waves, with the intention of swallowing the entire Mediterranean. Even though humans have developed modern technology that can confront dragons head-on, they are still too powerless in the face of such natural disasters.

"Several mass extinction events in the history of the earth have taught us that the world itself is very dangerous, and that humans are just lucky enough to stand up when the world is relatively peaceful." "But if you think you're the master of the world and act recklessly, you're going to be too disrespectful of the earth. Revenge from the earth itself, but it will not be spared because you are the darling of the times. ”

Whether it was in the conference hall or in the communication channel, there was silence.

After a long time, Ange broke the silence: "Thank you very much for coming to Leonardo's speech on paying attention to the earth's environment, but I think my side may need a little more attention than that......"

Ange silently put down his cup and stood up, a huge wave of twenty meters or more heading towards the observation tower where he was...... Or the Italian coast behind him.

Somewhere off the coast of Sardinia, Pompeii hung up his phone and looked at the approaching white line in the distance. He ignored the order on the radio not to move around and to hold things in place, got up and walked to the windowsill, and looked at the stormy sea in a daze.

After a long time, he silently said, "I hope what you said can save Caesar is true...... Frost. ”

……

Caesar felt like he might have fallen into a washing machine, and he felt like his internal organs were almost thrown out. The calm waters tore at his body, as if to drag him into an abyss from which he could not climb out. Gradually, the riot at the bottom of the sea seemed to stop, but he was still spinning by inertia, until he hit a section of the ruins, and then stopped.

After resting on the ruins for a long time, he resisted his dizziness and nausea and stood up to check. He had probably been thrown far away, and the nearby sea was so muddy and dark from the riot that he couldn't see anything clearly. As far as the eye could see, he was the only living creature.

The last image in his memory is of seeing Patsy, who fell from the ring, and whether it was a coincidence or a deliberate accident, floating towards their place. Then he heard a singing, and the sea, which seemed to come to life, tugged at his clothes and dragged him to the place where he couldn't see his fingers.

Holding back the tingling in his mind, he released the spirit of speech. The scythe that had regenerated in his brain poured out of his brain and quickly disappeared into the seawater, bringing him distant sounds.

Suddenly, there was a tingling in his brain, and he froze because one of the scythes that had just been released had lost contact. It was like the feeling of being torn apart, and when they faced Frost, their words were also crushed and devoured by this.

The surrounding waters gradually returned to their clarity, and Caesar stood up above the ruins, looking blankly ahead. Frost Gattuso, dressed in black, as if he was mourning someone, was also quietly watching him.