As the fishing boat approached, the ironclad wall that looked like a cliff stood majestically in front of it, full of oppression!

Flame Webb stood at the bow of the ship, looking up at the world's top battleship in front of him, and for some reason, there was not much shock in his heart!

Seems to have been seen somewhere!

Where have you seen it?

Webb felt strange at the strange feeling in his heart.

Before he could think deeply, the gangway lowered by the ironclad battleship interrupted his thoughts.

He shook his head, putting aside the delusion of absurdity in his mind, and climbed up the gangway.

When he stepped on the deck of an ironclad battleship, he immediately realized the strength and terror of the navy.

The deck is smooth and steady like a small island on land.

He had always thought that the navy's ironclad ship was just a shell and an iron plate, and now he realized that he was wrong, very wrong.

This battleship, not only is the deck a layer of thick steel that rattles when stepping on it, but even the escalators, cables, etc. are made of metal.

As far as the eye can see, there are very few woodworks.

The sailors working on deck are not in a state of mind that pirates can match.

In the ocean breeze, although they were as dark and rough as everybody, the sailors of the Navy were noticeably more sturdy, their skin was elastic, and there were few petechiae or ecchymoses.

It is clear that they are not bothered by scurvy at all.

This scene made a trace of envy flash in Webb's eyes.

Most pirates had an area of frequent activity, which was not so much a stronghold in the vicinity as a scurvy that trapped them in their tracks.

Drinking water, they can be solved with beer.

But citrus fruits and fresh vegetables, which can treat scurvy, are difficult to store for a long time.

Of course, tea from the mysterious East can also prevent scurvy.

Unfortunately, the price of this thing is not affordable, and as pirates, they can only drink cheap Assam tea, or even tea that has been brewed repeatedly.

Chewing tea is a common practice for pirates.

"Mr. Webb, please follow me!"

A sailor's greeting interrupted Webb's observation.

Webb nodded hurriedly and followed, narrowing his gaze slightly.

The Royal Navy's ironclad ships were huge, and Webb, who was following behind the sailors, soon felt like he was being dizzy.

In the midst of the confusion, I stepped into a rather spacious room.

It seemed to be a lounge, as Webb saw two tightly furnished sofas and a coffee table.

On the coffee table, in the expensive porcelain teacups, the fragrant tea leaves are brewed.

Four senior officers in Royal Navy uniforms were chatting and laughing, and the smoke of cigars rising from birds mixed with the smell of tea and luxury.

When Webb arrived, he subconsciously looked over one by one, and his eyes couldn't hide his curiosity and scrutiny.

"Long admired the name, Mr. Webb."

Directly opposite Webb, a naval officer with a mustache looked up for a long time, but the whole person leaned back on the sofa and looked at Webb arrogantly.

- His name is Atwood, and he is the captain of this battleship.

"It is my pleasure, sir."

Webb hurriedly took off his hat and saluted.

"Sit!"

Webb looked at the sofa that had already been crowded, then at the floor, looked around, and hurriedly moved a stool and sat down.

"Hahaha......"

He had just sat down when there was excited laughter and a few frustrated curses from the couch.

Webb looked up in surprise, and from the expressions of excitement or frustration, he saw the amusement and banter of his bet.

"Obedient pirates, I like it! Unfortunately, you made me lose the bet. Captain Atwood sneered.

"I regret this result! However, I can guarantee that I will be able to recoup your lost bet with interest. Webb quickly stood up and said.

"Oh, is it? How are you going to earn it? Captain Atwood smiled.

"Of course, from the rich merchants and pirates." Webb said.

"Young pirate, you have made a mistake, this is originally my thing, how can you help me earn it back?" Captain Atwood said unceremoniously.

The three naval officers next to him laughed when they heard this, and their eyes became more and more playful when they looked at Webb.

"You're right, sir, the sheep in this sea will always belong to you, but the pasture is too big, and the sheep are too many, and you need a shepherd dog to help you get back the lambs that need to be sheared." Webb said humbly.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Captain Atwood smiled, picked up his teacup, and took a sip, "Show your ability to shepherd sheep." ”

Webb shook his head, and as soon as he raised his hand, a blazing flame erupted from his palm.

The moment the flames erupted, Captain Atwood's expression became solemn.

The three naval officers sitting next to him stood up and walked up to Webb's side with great interest, and got closer to observe.

"It's not mosaic, it's not witchcraft!"

"The intelligence is right, this power comes from God, from God's blessing."

The three naval officers said with solemn expressions.

"Tsk, Mr. Webb, I heard that your abilities come from a ritual sacrifice?"

"That's right."

"Be specific."

"Yes!"

Webb felt a little bad in his heart, but he still told the origin of his ability.

"Tsk, Mr. Webb, I want you to be honest! I don't want to dig information directly from your memory. ”

After hearing this, an eight-character bearded officer warned with an angry face.

"I'm not withholding any details, sir." Webb hurriedly shouted, in fact, he really didn't have anything to hide.

"Really? This is the sacrificial ritual of the Skull Crusher, and he has no fire power at all! ”

"Skullcrusher? But...... However, I did draw strength from this ritual. Webb was at a loss.

Captain Atwood, who had been expressionless, suddenly put the teacup on the table and said, "You say, you call the being who gives you power the Abyss Black Child, where did you get this honorific name?" ”

Webb fell into the memory and said with a blank face: "I, I don't know, when I saw her, I knew her name, as if ...... It is like the echo of the earth, the murmur of the sea breeze......"

As the voice fell, several naval officers looked at each other, a trace of consternation and panic on their faces.

If Webb's words are true, doesn't that mean...... On this ocean, an old statue has unconsciously appeared?

Only the rulers of the old days will bring their own blasphemous and respectable pollution, infecting those who are extremely nervous.

This is also the origin of countless witchcraft magic!

Some wizards, just by looking at some old days, will be chased by knowledge! And then master the mysterious power.

They call it a blessing.

But as the Juan clan under the protection of the orthodox gods, they know very well that this is pollution, an abomination pollution that can change the soul and even cognition!

Captain Atwood's eyes were like a torch, and he asked quickly, "What else do you see?" What do you hear? ”

At this moment, his voice became more and more majestic, lingering in the tea room, shocking the target soul!

Webb's expression became more and more dazed.

"I ...... I see it...... Malice from the back side of the universe, coming from the abyss...... I can only use the eyes of Mohu to explore the illusion of nothingness, that is...... It was a strange spectacle that no picture could record, and the flames surrounded the huge eyes, and through those black eyes, I, I saw...... Saw ......"

"Smack!"

A faint sound of footsteps interrupted Webb's speech.

Wake up Captain Atwood, too!

He stood up suddenly, Tong Kong protruded slightly, and looked around in horror, he could feel that there was something more imperceptible in this small tea room.

"The Evil God"

- ethereal, imperceptible, yet terrifying.

……

……

Centeria Township - Sheriff's Office.

After Flame Webb stepped onto the Ingson ironclad battleship, Li Shenzhi's eyes have been observing the surrounding environment with the help of maggots parasitic on his body.

He was a little apprehensive about Webb's interview.

Although he used the power of Pyne, the Grey Minion, to tamper with Webb's memories and cover them up in advance;

But the risks are still enormous.

After all, this is Ingson's most violent agency - the Royal Navy.

The most important thing is that the memory of the source of Webb's power cannot be distorted, only sealed.

After weighing left and right, Li Shenzhi gave up the seal.

Because the Royal Navy has long been eyeing the undead Frederick because of the death of the pirate kracken Zoro.

Therefore, the sacrifice must have been known for a long time.

Because of the sealing memory, the horse's feet will be exposed.

Li Shenzhi could only hope that the Royal Navy would regard this sacrifice as an unconscious act of blasphemy.

This is not uncommon among groups of pirates.

After all, who doesn't crave power?

As it turned out, Li Shenzhi's fears were right.

The Royal Navy did ask about the sacrifice, but he didn't expect this seemingly ordinary hypnotic inquiry to be ...... triggered his "hallucinations".

In the chaos, a dim and unaware light source illuminates the square inch of the tea room.

It looks like it is cut out of a certain world, with an unreal treachery.

Li Shenzhi, who strolled here with his ontology, suddenly seemed to see "Langdon who was struggling to write".

Yes, that's how he felt when he found out about Langdon.

He suddenly remembered a passage from Langdon's last letter:

'Remember, don't record her, don't describe her, don't mention her in any way, don't even recall her in your mind......'

Li Shenzhi was a little confused and a little speculative.

He could feel that Webb was not simply afraid when he recalled.

Or rather, fear is just a by-product of memories.

What triggered his hallucinations, or rather attracted his gaze, was not extreme fear, but Webb's "personal description".

It is a true description, in the dimension of language, pointing to an equally real being—the Black Child of the Abyss.

Li Shenzhi tried to approach the tea room.

He approached.

He seems to have stepped into reality!

He saw Captain Atwood's horrified expression, which was exactly the same as that of Langdon, who looked around from time to time when he was writing his last letter.

Li Shenzhi realized something.

He suddenly looked at Captain Atwood, stretched out his imperceptible tentacles, and touched.

"Under the Stars, Above the Sea ......"

"Creator of all natural disasters and storms......"

"The God of Navigation Who Guides the Way in Visions and Storms......"

"Bless your people and cast out uncleanness and wickedness!"

Captain Atwood seemed to sense something, and his voice trembled and he began to chant rapidly, asking for the protection of the god of navigation.

When Li Shenzhi heard this, a touch of ridicule flashed in his heart.

He knew that it was just a futile struggle!

As an old man, he knew very well that the gods needed special circumstances.

Prayers, at most, attract the attention of the gods.

The god of navigation, who sits on the vast territory of Ingleson and has tens of millions of people, hears not ten thousand prayers at any time, but a thousand.

He didn't think the god of navigation would notice this.

Even if you do, what's the matter?

He's not occupying, he's just trying to leave a mark.

No, in the flow of his thoughts, "Thorn! A dazzling light suddenly lit up in the tea room.

It was a tooth and claw, lightning falling from the sky.

The lightning also crackled on the ironclad ship as it illuminated the faces of Captain Atwood and the others.

"Z-z-z-"

For a while, the huge ironclad ship was shining with lightning, and electric snakes were scattered and cruising in all directions.

Countless sailors were frightened.

Misfire abounds.

Li Shenzhi was also stunned.

The dazzling lightning did not fall on him, nor did it pose the slightest threat to him, but silently, it disintegrated his divine environment.

His gaze lost its anchor.

The illusion of reality, which evolved in chaos, has since dissipated and disintegrated.

When the lightning dissipated, a scorched, disgusting smell of ozone permeated the air, permeating the battleship, but with a different kind of clean, clean feeling.

- The great god of navigation, who answered the prayers of his subordinates, sent down thunder to banish the abominable pollution of the past.

"Boom—"

It was only then that the deafening sound of a thunderstorm exploded from the deep sky and reached the ship.

Woke up a ship full of sailors.

It also woke up Flame Webb!

"God said, 'It is forbidden to set fires.'"

Captain Atwood let out a loud shout, and the three senior officers beside him moved.

Walking alone like a ghost, by the way, he flashed behind Webb and knocked over Webb with a knee!

Webb was still in the air, and a colorful bubble appeared out of thin air, enveloping him, and then a set of spiritual binding punishments were bound on his body.

However, in the snap of his fingers, Webb was handcuffed and shackled, and his whole body was spiritually suppressed and unable to move.

"Shameless heresy, trying to spread pollution, is simply arrogant and unforgivable! Lock him up at once and inform the garrison bishop Dulles! ”

Captain Atwood rebuked, a sense of lingering thought on his face.

Ever since he had climbed to the captain's seat and the battleship had been reduced to a sword in his hand, he had never imagined that one day he would witness the shadow of death in his car.

No, that's a curse more terrible than death.

He didn't even dare to imagine what kind of delusional and crazy person he would become once he was polluted by the old days!

At this moment, Webb was stunned.

His vile and sluggish fleshy brain finally came back to his senses from the glory of remembering the Black Boy of the Abyss.

The humiliating reality in front of him also made him angry!

He is not resigned to his own restraints;

Rather, it is humiliated by the blasphemy of the abyssal black children by this group of arrogant people.

"Knowledgeable of all words and languages......"

"The source of decaying pollution that lurks in chaos......"

"The Great Being ...... that should not exist in this world"

Webb angrily recites the prayer of the Black Boy of the Abyss!

Given the incomprehensible nature of Chinese and the amount of information, Captain Atwood only reacted when he recited the third sentence.

"God said, Silence!"

Captain Atwood lashed out.

Webb's chanting came to an abrupt end.

Several naval officers looked around with horrified faces, fearing that Webb would attract the eyes and wrath of the Abyssal Black Boy.

Fortunately, not all gods have the authority to "under the stars and above the sea".

Even with similar authority, there is no environment for God to descend.

The god of navigation was able to perform miracles, which was caused by Captain Atwood's resonance with the blessing of the battleship.

"Bastard, this is the moving kingdom of my lord god of navigation, and it's something that you can desecrate? Repent! Poor polluted worm! ”

Captain Atwood, who had a false alarm, mocked for the rest of the season, venting his inner anger and fear.

"It is you who should repent, blasphemers who blaspheme the Black Child of the Great Abyss!"

Flame Webb craned his neck and let out a vicious curse.

As the voice fell, Captain Atwood's face changed dramatically, for he suddenly heard a familiar and sharp voice.