"What?" Hearing his men's report, the Viking King stood up at once, ignoring the injuries all over his body, and his eyes widened with rage. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes...... Yes, thirty or forty nautical miles to the northeast, it has just passed by the clipper we are pursuing, and it is speeding very fast, and it is heading all the way west!" the capable man hurriedly detailed.

Hearing his words, Arnold next to him also stood up, with an angry face, looking like he was about to fly.

Seeing the movements of the two of them, Zhang Ang hurriedly stepped up and stopped them: "Don't worry, don't worry, look at it, this injury is not healed, let's go! I promise to bring you back that strange ship!"

To be honest, Zhang Ang has always been very interested in that strange ship, and even has some guesses. He had also seen one ship with no sails, oars, no masts, but still very fast, and that was the "Nautilus", but the "Nautilus" was a submarine, which was not the same as the one Arnold and the others described. But even if it is different, it is very likely to have something to do with the legendary Xunshan Hermitage. It is very likely that the ship, as well as those weapons that ordinary people can use, were made by the Xunshan Hermitage Society.

According to Zhang Ang's knowledge in the archives of the German royal family, there are many martial saint-level masters in the Xunshan Hermitage Society, which is a very secret and extremely powerful secret organization, and even has an inexplicable relationship with the Italian martial arts revival faction, such a mysterious organization all over the continent, if there is a conflict with them and a mortal enmity, it is not a good thing.

Moreover, whether it was the original "Nautilus" or a member of the Xunshan Hermitage Order, Mr. Hans Christian Andersen, the martial saint of the Danish state, was a person who had helped him a lot. If you let the Viking King and Arnold, the two guys who happen to be angry, pass, there will inevitably be a conflict, and then things will be very difficult.

Under Zhang Ang's repeated assurances, the Viking King and Arnold reluctantly sat down and continued to heal their injuries.

Zhang Ang didn't talk nonsense, he just got up and flew in the direction of the northeast!

The flight speed of the Martial Saint level is extremely fast, even if Zhang Ang is not good at light skills, but the distance of thirty-four nautical miles is only ten minutes for him.

His direction was not wrong, so, ten minutes later, he saw the "strange ship".

This is indeed a strange ship, except for no sails, no oars and no masts, his shape is very different from the current mainstream warships, merchant ships, it is more slender, the hull is also very thin, it looks very slim, especially its tip, is a sharp triangular cone, layers of waves directly through it, separate the two sides, this is completely for the speed of the shape!

And it's dynamic...... Looking at the long white line left behind the hull, Zhang Ang suddenly understood that its power must come from the propeller under the hull! This is the most advanced ship that far exceeds the current average level of the Europa continent!

Could it really be that the Xunshan Hermitage Society created it? With a hint of doubt, Zhang Ang approached the strange ship.

As the distance narrowed, Zhang Ang saw the unique style of the ship, the soldiers on the deck, and the armor with a unique style.

Suddenly, Zhang Ang was so stunned by the distinctive, unique, yet familiar style that he forgot to pay attention to the strange weapon that the soldiers were carrying.

This is by no means Europa style!

This is the eaves! This is the window lattice! This is the moire! This is the dragon carving! This is the oriental style!

Countless memories rang in Zhang Ang's mind, and he remembered the First Emperor who shattered the entire continent with one blow as the Viking King said!

Everything is understood, this is not the creation of the Xunshan Hermitage Society, this is the ocean to the west, to the west, to the west, to the west, to the extreme west, a visitor from another continent!

At this time, the people on the boat also found Zhang Ang standing in the air in a daze, and for a while the whistle sounded, and everyone ran around, shouting something in horror.

However, Zhang Ang did not understand their language at all....... Obviously, this Eastern Empire of theirs was not the same as the ancient country in Zhang Ang's previous life.

It didn't take long for Zhang Ang to see a lot of people pouring out of the cabin, and after a while, more than two hundred soldiers appeared on the deck, and even a few officers with more gorgeous armor.

Under the orders of the officers, the soldiers formed a neat formation, and the weapons they were carrying were also held in their hands, pointing straight to the sky and pointing at Zhang Ang.

Looking at the strange weapon with a rod about a meter long, composed of a wooden support and an iron rod, and inlaid with a crimson gem, Zhang Ang couldn't help but have a strong sense of déjà vu, how could this thing be so similar to a rifle?

However, they didn't fire, just looked at Zhang Ang in mid-air with a vigilant and frightened expression.

Thundered......

Suddenly, there was a crash of metal, and the sound of snapping into each other sounded, and with the roar of the machinery, the front half of the deck of the strange ship folded into each other, and split to the sides, and then a huge iron pillar stretched out of the cabin below deck.

Cluck, cluck, cluck......

The semicircular base of the iron pillar rotated slowly, and slowly, the top of the iron pillar pointed towards Zhang Ang in mid-air.

You're turning too slowly, aren't you? It doesn't take a minute to go around in a circle? It's fine for me to stand still, but if I fly, how can I catch up with me?

Looking at the base of this iron pillar that rotates very slowly, Zhang Ang's face is speechless, that is, the reckless hard top of the Viking King, you can only beat it!

Of course, Zhang Ang was not so stupid, especially when he knew the power of this weapon.

As soon as he did, he left where he had been standing, and flew towards the strange ship!

Seeing Zhang Ang flying, the people on the boat panicked all of a sudden, and they didn't know what they were shouting in excitement, and the strange rifle in their hands also fired wildly!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

Countless red beams of light instantly burst through the air and shot towards Zhang Ang!

Of course, Zhang Ang would not take this level of attack to heart, and he didn't even need to draw his knife, and a sword qi formed outside his body, blocking these red beams of light from the outside.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ang flew over a long distance, resisted the red light, and stood on the deck.

Obviously, no matter how much the big iron pillar turned now, it could no longer be aimed at him.

Seeing Zhang Ang come to the deck, the soldiers were even more panicked, and even the faces of those officers couldn't help but show a look of horror.

The formation could no longer be maintained, some of the soldiers were shooting frantically at Zhang Ang, some chose to flee to the cabin, some were shouting, not knowing what they were talking about, and even a leading officer actually pulled out the saber at his waist and slashed at Zhang Ang.

Of course, such an ordinary person's attack is for a martial saint like Zhang Ang, even if he doesn't do any defense, he can't break the defense for seventeen or eighteen years.

And out of his natural affection for the Eastern civilization, Zhang Ang did not fight back, allowing them to vent their fears.

For a long time, looking at the soldiers and officers who were tired on the ground and completely gave up resistance, Zhang Ang spoke, this time, in Chinese: "Do you have the master?"