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"I'll never be a memory"

Out of nowhere, a man's sigh-like voice was heard. In my nose, there was the pungent smell of smoke after the explosion, and the smell of engine oil. The blurred field of vision as far as the eye could see was a bright red color. Like blood, like fire!

Sight blurred, and consciousness slipped into darkness again.

I don't know how long it took, but when I opened my eyes again, it was a picture of the mecha disintegrating. The splashes of oil and parts reflected the city's firelight, and the faintly audible sound of explosions was like thunder on a summer day. It seemed to come from far away, and in an instant it had already penetrated into the ears and reverberated continuously. Who is laughing proudly, and who is roaring unwillingly. The mouth was full of rust, and it was blood flowing.

It's still a blurry picture, with the arrogant victor sticking a steel bar into the chest of the loser. In an instant, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest. I want to vent my indescribable anger, but my weak body can only kiss the cracked earth, and then watch the picture blur again, with unwillingness to enter the black dreamland.

Dizzy, as if someone was calling. The body seemed to be burned by flames, and the smell of fire and blood was everywhere. When I opened my eyes, the sky was occupied by darkness, and countless fireballs continued to fall on the earth, bringing with them the breath of destruction. The swaying figure, the clear and beautiful face was full of hesitation: "Franklin, my king"

She said, but at the end of the words, a pillar of fire fell from the sky in the rolling heat wave and shrouded the figure. In the wind, there seems to be a touch of her lingering fragrance. But even this breath was swallowed up by the flames.

How cruel!

"No, no!" Franklin woke up to a loud yell. His head felt like it had been crushed by a tyrannosaurus, and it was painful.

After a few quick breaths, the gaze gradually came into focus. So a hexagonal wind lamp swayed regularly in his eyes, and the air was filled with the smell of fire oil and a faint smell of seawater. Franklin shook his head to make himself more conscious, and saw that it was a certain cabin, and that the hexagonal wind lamp illuminated only a few moments. He was at the front of the cabin, with a wooden ladder in the left corner pointing diagonally upwards.

There are wooden barrels piled up on the right, and you can smell the faint aroma of wine. It looked like it was barrels, but a few of them had spilled over on the floor, and no wine had come out, apparently having been drunk out. It was damp in the cabin, and from outside the walls came the sound of waves crashing against the boat. The body swayed with the swaying of the cabin, and the ship should be in the middle of the voyage right now.

Then there was a sharp pain in both sides of the wrist, and Franklin looked at it. There were a few fist-thick phillips screws that passed through the palm of his hand and nailed him to the wall of the cabin. He then found himself half-kneeling on the ground. Three steel bars the thickness of an adult's arm held his body to the wall as well, and Franklin moved, trying to break free from them, when a strong electric current suddenly appeared from behind and in the back of his head.

He was so shocked that his whole body trembled, and then he fainted directly.

But this time he didn't faint for long, and he woke up again. When his head was dizzy, he seemed to see the face of a middle-aged man, and another figure like a pillar stone. Franklin recognized him, it was Deborah, the captain of the Ironscale.

Franklin repeats itself in wakefulness and coma, longer and shorter as time passes. In the past few days, he has also noticed that there are some small things on his back and in the part of his head. These things resemble some kind of electrical discharge device, which has its own fixed period of power generation, which is related to the time between Franklin's wakefulness and coma.

Behind these discharges is the first thing Franklin has to get rid of, and in fact it is not difficult to deal with them. It only takes a brief but high-frequency impact on it to cause the device to malfunction, but it is only necessary to time the clean-up. After all, besides Deborah, the other man on this ship didn't look easy to mess with. Franklin swerved, and without attracting the attention of the two men, a row of meat needles sprouted from his back against the wall arm, which slowly and creasurably pierced the planks of the cabin, making the wall behind Franklin vulnerable to any emergency.

At the same time, he began to deliberately conceal the time he was awake, thus creating an illusion about the two high-ranking people on the ship and convincing them that he was still in control. He waited quietly, waiting for the opportunity to come.

When he woke up from his coma again, Franklin was still in shape. From breathing, body temperature, heartbeat, and energy levels, they are all maintained in the state they were in when they were unconscious, and only the consciousness has begun to move. He didn't open his eyes, but a grumbling voice came from his ears: "Damn, how long are we going to go around like this!"

"Lord Zoro, stop complaining, you must know that in order to destroy Isttar, I even sacrificed the deputy captain. This is Deborah's voice, he seems to be still smoking, and his voice is a little vague: "In the past, Bijia did everything at the helm, but now I have to look at the channel, the wind direction, the sail lifting, and the helm." It's not easy for me, not to mention that I'm not familiar with this passage, so it's normal to get lost. ”

"And how long are you going to let us hang around here? ten days, a month, or a year?"

Franklin secretly paid attention, it turned out that the other man was Ishta's great enemy, the chief of the Holy Seal Knights of the Pope's Hall, Sauron. And Zoro actually mixed up with pirates, and Deborah had to obey Zoro according to his orders. In this way, Franklin can almost conclude that Deborah is a pawn secretly cultivated by Zoro and planted among pirates.

Thinking about it this way, the encounter with Deborah near the Whisperer's Strait, and the chain of events that followed, may have been Zoro designing Haode. Then, this man can't be underestimated.

As he thought so, Franklin's heart beat a little. And this subtle change did not hide from Sauron's senses, and his voice immediately came to Franklin's ears: "It seems that our Mr. Beast is waking up again, Deborah, and get on the boat." If I don't go back to New Rome, the old fellows in the Papal Hall will probably think I'm missing. ”

"Well, I should be able to find my way back to Roaring Bay by looking at the currents. But Lord Zoro, I've always found it hard to control this big man with a few palm-sized things. According to me, it is safest to cut off his hands and feet. ”

Zoro sneered, "What do you know, the electric shocker that Jane specially configured for Mr. Beast is capable of generating 200,000 volts. Do you know what that concept is, it's enough to scorch a king whale inside. If it weren't for the adaptive cells in the beast's body, the first electric shock would have killed him. Now, it's a miracle that he only gets him unconscious for 12 hours per discharge, and I'm going to keep him fresh with it. ”

"It's not better to freeze it if it's fresh. Muttering, Deborah was gone. Franklin heard the sound of his heavy footsteps and the moaning of the stairs bearing his weight.

"It's such a pig that I can't even figure out a course. If it weren't for this jihua, huh. After a while, I'll just find a charge and put him to death, and if anyone knows that I used a pirate, Paul's stinky boy will probably make a big fuss about it. Speaking of which, this little imp has been much bolder lately, and dares to start questioning my majesty at a public meeting."

As he listened to Zoro's words, Franklin suddenly felt a hand lift his head, and then heard Sauron say again, "You're in luck, Mr. Beast." If it weren't for Lord Gaia, I would have spent so much effort bringing you all the way back to Rome. ”

Gaia!

Franklin's heart pounded violently again.

What a familiar name, which reminded Franklin of some memories from the past. He didn't expect that there was another commander behind Sauron, but he wasn't sure if this Gaia was the one he knew. If it's the Gaia he knows, then things are complicated.

(Agradis, how many mistakes do you have left?)

When Franklin's thoughts fluctuated over Zoro's words, Deborah was just as angry. How to say that he is also one of the four major pirate groups, although he is a pawn specially cultivated by Sauron, but in recent years, his iron-scaled pirate group has also been very prosperous. No one in the entire Western Continent knew about the Iron Scale and his Deborah, but this time he lost all his crew for Zoro's Jihua, so he almost got himself in.

If you want to say that Ista was destroyed this time, he Deborah can say that he established Dasu. But Sauron didn't give himself a good look because of this, and that was no different from treating a dog. No, maybe the dog is treated better than he does. Deborah's face was gloomy, her eyes were rolling, and ideas were running through her mind. In these thoughts, there is even a plan to sink Sauron's corpse into the sea.

Deborah wasn't a good man, and he knew he couldn't do it better than now. After killing Sauron, the city of Rome will definitely be in chaos. Without Sauron as the commander, the Thirteenth Regiment of the Holy Seal would inevitably fight on their own. And he Deborah will rise to prominence with Sauron's head, and is more likely to become the head of the pirates.

At that time, in the troubled times, with this liliang, it is impossible to compete with the Pope's Hall. Even if you can't destroy the city of Rome, at least you can have a land occupation as a king. It's better to be a sea overlord than a dog, and when she thinks of this, Deborah can't help but get ready to move. But when he walked to the rudder, Deborah sighed.

If Zoro was so easy to eat, he would have been slaughtered, so how could it be his turn. In addition to having the strongest mecha in the Pope's Hall, that man is also the strongest man in the entire Western Continent. As a ninth-order, he can stabilize Deborah in terms of rank alone, not to mention that Zoro is rumored to have a domain. In a one-on-one situation, Di Borah was not sure of a surefire victory. And if he can't kill Zoro this time, then he will have a very sad life in the future.

Thinking of this, Deborah had to put away his murderous intent. Of course, life as a dog is not easy, but no matter how you say it, it is better than dying. Deborah smoked a cigarette silently, and with a twist of his hand, the Iron Scale slowly sailed in the direction of Roaring Bay.

As the thoughts ebbed and flowed, Deborah's ears twitched suddenly, and then she caught a sharp whistling. His face changed, he had been wandering the sea for many years, and he had fought with the army of the Pope's Hall, whether real or false, how could he not hear the sound of heavy artillery shells breaking through the air! As soon as he had time to look behind him, he saw a cannonball fall on the left side of the ship, grazed the side of the ship, and lifted off a section of the railing on the deck!

The cannonball grazed the side of the ship and fell into the sea, and when it exploded a column of water, it shook the Iron Scale.

Deborah looked up and saw a shadow of a ship in the sea behind the ship, a multi-masted dhow, similar to the Iron Scale in size. From a distance, the three heavy artillery batteries in the bow of the ship were facing this side, and then with a flash of fire, heavy artillery shells burst into the air. Looking at the pattern on the mainsail again, Deborah's heart sank violently, which was the symbol of Jesse the Sunken, one of the rebels' triumvirate!

In the blink of an eye, the Iron Scale was shot one after another, but fortunately, the distance between the two ships allowed the heavy artillery to descend, so it did not hit the vital point. It's just that the column of water from the cannonballs kept shaking the Iron Scale, which made Sauron in the cabin unable to sit still, and ran to the deck and shouted, "Deborah, can't you drive the ship properly?"

Deborah spun the rudder in his hand, and the Iron Scale moved to the right, avoiding three shells. At the same time as the sea exploded into a column of water, Deborah said lightly: "It's better for Lord Zoro to ask them this question!"

Zoro also noticed the Sunken Warship behind him, and he didn't have time to care about the disrespect in Deborah's tone at the moment, so he only frowned: "Can't you get rid of them?"

Deborah sighed and said, "We used to have manpower outboard equipment, but unfortunately now there are only you and me on board. Even if you are willing to deign to step on the outer engine, you are only one person after all, and it will not work at all. ”

As the captain of the Iron Scale, Deborah knew very well that his ship was not known for its speed and agility. In the past, when the crew on the ship was there, they could also use external engines to speed up the voyage by manpower, but now Deborah and Zoro can't get rid of the same hybrid Sunken by the wind alone.

In terms of personal strength, if you are just a sunker, you are no match for Deborah or Sauron. But now on the sea, Jesse only needs to sink the Iron Scale with heavy artillery, and the vast sea is where Deborah and Sauron are buried.

So now Deborah doesn't expect to be able to get rid of the pursuers behind him, he only hopes that the Sunken can get closer, so that he can still forcibly board the ship and kill people, so that he can hope to leave.

It's just that the other party can obviously speed up to catch up, but he maintains a relatively safe distance, and then frequently shoots with heavy artillery, and it doesn't seem that he intends to let Deborah get his wish. Deborah steered the ship silently and tried to avoid some of the shells that landed at the ship's strategic positions.

On the ship's ship, Jesse, dressed in red, stands on the bow. Half of his body was bandaged, presumably from the battle with Deborah at the North Island Nuclear Power Plant. Jesse's eyes jumped with anger, and after Ishtar was destroyed and Ulsen was killed in battle, Jesse managed to repair the ship that had only suffered minor damage, and hurriedly mobilized his men to go to sea.

It was an impulsive move, and after a few days of driving, Jesse had plans to return. Unexpectedly, he found the Iron Scale circling in the nearby seas, and the enemy was very red when they met, and Jie Hong did not let go of the Iron Scale, and immediately chased after him. He wanted to get on the boat and kill it now, but Jesse knew it. Not to mention that Sauron was on the Iron Scale, but Deborah himself was no match for him.

But he had other advantages, such as the ship's heavy artillery batteries. Jesse's Jihua is simple, sinking the Iron Scale with a heavy cannon. As long as they fall into the sea, without his hands, the strong radiation in the sea water will kill these two people.

"What a godsend, just sink them like that!" Jesse said through gritted teeth.

There was a rumbling sound, and the smell of gunpowder was heard. Jesse's face was red by the firelight, and the heavy artillery shells swept across the sea to greet the Iron Scale. The poor Iron Scale obviously also had artillery equipment on it, but because of the lack of manpower, it became an ornament, and the ships of the sunken were overwhelmed.

"It can't be helped. Sauron sighed and walked leisurely to the stern.

At this moment, a cannonball flew in an arc and fell in the direction of the deck, and Sauron suddenly stopped and swept out. When the existing ripples meet the cannonball in mid-air, the cannonball is detonated.

A ball of fire erupted in the sky, and the wind of the explosion ruffled Zoro's hair. Sauron's expression was indifferent, and he stood proudly in the stern of the ship like a target.

Deborah glanced at the man thoughtfully.

Sauron rarely fought in person, and if he went into battle, it was more likely to be King Arthur, so few people knew what Sauron's true abilities were. Judging from what he was just now, he should be a capable person in the fighting domain, Deborah guessed.

In fact, the captain guessed correctly, the blow just now was called the Broken Air Kick, which was a very fast leg kick that kicked a vacuum wave to attack the opponent, and was known for its speed and explosiveness.

On the Sunken Ship, Jesse saw Sauron at a glance. He snorted and said angrily: "Lock on to Zoro for me, ten heavy cannons cover it quickly, shoot!"

At his command, the gunners on the three heavy gun batteries in the bow of the ship immediately carried out a series of operations. The barrels of the heavy artillery made a dull bombardment, and in the flickering fire, shells fell precisely towards Sauron. There was an astonishing sense of oppression in the air, and the covering fire of the ten heavy guns was no joke. If left unchecked, the stern of the Ironscale will surely explode.

Of course, Sauron, who was not ready to go to the sea, naturally did not let these shells fall. So the men on the aft deck staggered their feet out, like a tap dance, and under Sauron's calm and graceful "dance steps", a transparent vacuum wave shot into the air, intercepting the heavy artillery shells one by one.

Boom, boom, boom

In the continuous explosion, the exploded fireball spread out, turning into a dazzling cloud of fire. The shock wave blew Sauron's clothes and hunted, but this round of attack by the Sunken Warship was in vain under Sauron's air break and kick.

Looking at the Iron Scale and Zoro who were safe and sound after the fire cloud, Jesse's steel teeth clucked, and he squeezed out a sentence from his mouth for a long time: "Keep fighting for me!"