Chapter 644 Sea Pursuit

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"I will never be a memory..."

A man's sighing voice came from nowhere. In the nose is the pungent smell of thick smoke after the explosion, as well as the oily smell of engine oil. The blurred vision in the eyes is full of bright red colors. Like blood, like flame!

The vision became blurred, and the consciousness slipped into the darkness again.

I don't know how long it took, but when I opened my eyes again, it was a picture of the collapse of the mecha. The splashing oil and parts reflected the fire of the city, and the faint explosion sounded like thunder in summer. It seems that it came from afar and has penetrated into the ears for a moment. Who is smiling proudly and who is roaring unwillingly? The mouth is full of the smell of rust, which is flowing blood.

is still a blurred picture, and the arrogant winner inserts a steel bar into the loser's chest. In an instant, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest. The indescribable anger wanted to vent, but the weak body could only kiss the cracked earth, and then looked at the blurred picture again and enter the black dream with unwillingness.

Dizzy, as if someone was calling. The body seemed to be burned by flames, and there was a smell of fire and blood everywhere. Opening his eyes, the sky was occupied by darkness, and countless fireballs kept falling on the earth, bringing a breath of destruction. The swaying figure, the beautiful face is full of hesitation: "Franklin, my king..."

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

How cruel!

"No, no!" In the roar, Franklin woke up. His head seemed to have been crushed by a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and it was painful to crack.

After a few extremely fast breaths, the eyes gradually became the focus. So a hexagonal wind lamp shook 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 sober, so he saw that this was a cabin, and the hexagonal wind lamp only lit up a couple. He is located at the front of the cabin, with a wooden ladder in the left corner diagonally above him.

There are some wooden barrels piled up on the right, and you can smell the faint smell of wine. It looks like some barrels, but a few of them were knocked over on the ground, and there was no wine flowing out. Obviously, the wine has been drunk. The cabin was very humid, and the sound of waves beating the boat came from outside the wall. The body swayed with the swing of the cabin, and now the ship should be sailing.

Then a sharp pain came from both sides of his wrist, and Franklin looked at it. A child's fist-thick cross screw passed directly through the palm of his hand and nailed him to the wall of the cabin. He then found that he was half kneeling on the ground. Three steel bars as thick as an adult's arms fixed his body to the wall. Franklin moved and wanted to break free from these things, a strong electric current suddenly appeared from behind and the back of his head.

He trembled with electricity all over, and then fainted directly.

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

Franklin keeps repeating in sobriety and coma. With the passage of time, the time of sobriety is getting longer and longer, and the time of coma is shorter and shorter. In the past few days, he also noticed that there were more small things behind his back and pillow. These things are similar to some kind of discharge device, which has its own fixed power cycle, which is related to the time between Franklin's sobriety and coma.

These discharge devices are the objects that Franklin needs to remove first. In fact, it is not complicated to deal with them. As long as it is impacted with short but high-frequency energy, the device can fail, but the cleaning time should be mastered. After all, except for Dibola, the other man doesn't look easy to mess with. Franklin planned to escape. Without attracting the attention of the two, his back of the arm gave birth to a row of meat needles, which penetrated the boards of the cabin in a slow and slight range, making the wall behind Franklin fragile for a moment.

At the same time, he began to deliberately hide the time when he was awake, thus creating an illusion for the two seniors on the ship and making them believe that they were still in control. He is waiting quietly, waiting for the opportunity to come.

When he woke up from his coma again, Franklin remained in a physical state. From breathing, body temperature, heartbeat to energy level, it is maintained in a state of coma, and only consciousness has begun to move. He didn't open his eyes, but there was a complaint in his ear: "Damn it, how long will we turn around!"

"Lord Sauron, stop complaining. You should know that in order to destroy Ista, I even sacrificed the vice captain." This is Dipola's voice. He seems to be still smoking, and his voice is a little vague: "In the past, everything at the helm was done by Biga, but now I have to take care of the channel, wind direction, sailing and steering. It's not easy for me. What's more, I'm not familiar with this channel. It's normal to get lost.

"So when are you going to let us wander around here? Ten days? One month? Or a year?"

Franklin took care of himself. It turned out that the other man was the enemy of Ista, Sauron, the head of the Holy Seal Knights in the Holy Hall. And Sauron actually mixed with the pirates, and Dibola had to obey Sauron's orders. In this way, Franklin could almost conclude that divola was a pawn secretly cultivated by Sauron and placed among the pirates.

Thinking this way, the encounter with D'Pola near the Whisperer's Strait and the following series of events may have been designed by Sauron. Then, you can't underestimate this man.

When thinking about this, Franklin's heartbeat accelerated a little. And this subtle change did not hide Sauron's feeling, and his voice immediately came to Franklin's ears: "It seems that our Mr. Beast is going to wake up again, Dipola, let's go to the boat. If you don't go back to New Rome, those old guys in the Pope's Hall probably thought I was missing.

"Well, I can find the way back to the Roaring Bay by looking at the currents. But Lord Sauron, I always feel that it is difficult to control this big man with such a few palm-sized things. As I said, it is safest to cut off his hands and feet.

Sauron sneered and said, "What do you know? The electric shocker specially configured by Jane for Mr. Beast can generate 200,000 volts of current. Do you know what that concept is? It's enough to scorching a bully whale. If it hadn't been for the adaptive cells in the beast's body, it would have killed him on the first electric shock. Now, it's a miracle that each discharge only puts him in a coma for 12 hours, and I have to rely on this thing to keep him fresh.

"It's not better to freeze it directly if it's fresh." Muttering, Dibola has gone away. Franklin's ears came from his heavy footsteps and the moans of the stairs bearing his weight.

"What a pig, I can't even figure out a channel. If it weren't for this plan, hum. After a while, just find a charge and put him to death. If others know that I used a pirate, Paul would probably make a big deal of it. Speaking of which, this kid has been much bolder recently and dared to start questioning my majesty at public gatherings..."

Listening to Sauron's words, Franklin suddenly felt that he had been raised by one hand, and then heard Sauron say, "You're lucky, Mr. Beast. If Lord Gaia hadn't wanted to live, I wouldn't have spent so much effort to bring you all the way back to Rome.

Gaia!

Franklin's heart beat violently again.

What a familiar name, which reminds Franklin of some memories of the past. He didn't expect that there was another messenger behind Sauron, but he was not sure whether this Gaia was the one he knew. If it is the Gaia he knows, then things will be complicated.

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

Dipola was equally araged when Franklin's thoughts were ups and downs because of Sauron's words. Anyway, he is also one of the four pirate groups. Although it is a pawn specially cultivated by Sauron, his iron scale pirate group has also been well-wined in recent years. No one knows the Iron scale and his Dibola in the whole western continent, but this time he lost all the crew for Sauron's plan and almost put himself in.

To say that Ista was destroyed this time, he Dipola said that he set up Dasu. But Sauron didn't look good for himself because of this, which was no different from treating a dog. No, maybe the dog is treated better than him. Divola's face was gloomy, her eyes kept spinning, and all kinds of ideas flashed through her mind. In these thoughts, there is even a plan to sink Sauron's body into the sea.

Dipola is not a good man and a good woman. He knows very well that there is no better chance to attack Sauron than now. After killing Sauron, the city of Rome will definitely be in chaos. Without Sauron, the head of the regiment, the 13th Regiment of the Holy Seal is bound to fight separately. And he, Dipola, will rise sharply with Sauron's head and be more likely to become the head of pirates.

At that time, with this power, it is not possible to fight against the Pope's Hall. Even if the city of Rome cannot be destroyed, at least one can occupy the land as king. It's better to be a sea overlord than to be a dog. Thinking of this, D'Pola can't help but be moved. But when he came to the rudder, Dipola sighed sadly.

If Sauron was so easy to eat, he would have been slaughtered. How could it be his turn? In addition to owning the strongest mecha in the Pope's Hall, that man is also the strongest man in the Western Continent. As a ninth-order, he stabilized Dyola's head on the level alone, not to mention that Sauron also has a field. In a one-on-one situation, Dipola is not sure of winning. And if Sauron can't be killed this time, he will be very sad in the future.

Thinking of this, Dipola had to put away his murderous heart. Of course, it won't be better to be a dog, but it's better than death anyway. Di Bora smoked silently, turned his hand, and the Iron scale slowly drove towards the roaring bay.

During the ups and downs of thought, Dipoli's ears suddenly **, and then caught a sharp roar. His face changed. He wandered on the sea for many years and fought with the army in the Holy See. How could he hear the sound of heavy artillery shells breaking through the air? As soon as I could look behind, I saw a shell fall on the left side of the ship, brushed the side of the ship, and lifted off the railings on a section of the deck!

The shell rubbed the ship's starboard and fell into the sea. When it blew up a column of water, the iron scales shook.

Dibora raised her eyes and saw a shadow of a ship in the sea behind the ship. It was a multi-masted dhow, which looked similar to the Ironscale from its head. Looking from afar, the three heavy artillery turrets in the bow were facing this side, and then as soon as the fire flashed, heavy artillery shells broke through the air. Looking at the pattern on the main sail, Defora's heart suddenly sank, which is the symbol of Jesse the sinker, one of the three giants of the rebels!

In a blink of an eye, the Iron scale was shot one after another. Fortunately, the two ships were far away, causing the heavy artillery to descend, so it did not hit the key. It's just that the water column hit by the shell kept shaking the Iron scale, which made Sauron in the cabin unable to sit still and ran to the deck and roared, "Dibora, can't you drive well?"

Dibora's steering wheel in his hand turned sharply, and the Iron scale moved to the right, avoiding three shells. While the sea exploded a column of water, Di Bora said lightly, "It's better for Lord Sauron to ask them this question!"

Sauron also noticed the sinker warship behind him, and now he didn't have time to care about the disrespect in DPola's tone. He just frowned and said, "Can't you get rid of them?"

Dibola sighed and said, "We originally had manpower and foreign ship equipment, but now there are only you and me on the ship. Even if you are willing to step on the outer wheel, after all, there is only one person, which is useless.

As the captain of the Iron scale, Dipola knew very well that his ship was not good at speed and flexibility. In the past, when the people on the ship were there, they could also use outer turbines to accelerate the voyage. Now, D'Pola and Sauron can't get rid of the sinker, which is also a hybrid, by wind alone.

In terms of personal combat effectiveness, if it is just a sinking person, it is not the opponent of De Bora or Sauron at all. But now on the sea, as long as Jesse sinks the Iron Sink with heavy artillery, the vast sea is the burial place of D'Pola and Sauron.

So now Dipola doesn't expect to get rid of the pursuers behind him. He only hopes that the sinker can drive closer, so that he can forcibly board the ship and kill people, so that he has the hope of leaving.

It's just that the other party can accelerate to catch up, but keeps a relatively safe distance, and then frequently shoots with heavy artillery. It seems that he doesn't intend to let Dipola get what he wants. Divola had to drive the boat silently and try to avoid some shells that fell to an important position on the ship.

On the sinker's warship, Jesse in red stood upright. Half of his body was bandaged, thinking of the injury he suffered during the previous battle with divola at the North Island nuclear power plant. Jesse's eyes jumped with anger. After Ista was destroyed and Ulson died, Jesse managed to repair the slightly damaged warship and urgently mobilized people to go to sea.

This was supposed to be an impulsive move, and Jesse had planned to return after driving for a few days. But he didn't expect to find the iron scales in the nearby sea. Now the enemy was particularly jealous when they met, and Jie Hong did not let go of the iron scales and immediately caught up with them. He can't wait to get on the boat now, but Jesse knows it very well. Not to mention that Sauron is on the scale, it's just that Dipola himself is not his opponent.

But he has other advantages, such as the heavy artillery turret on the ship. Jesse's plan was very simple, sinking the iron scales with heavy artillery. As long as he falls into the sea and doesn't need him to do it, the strong radiation in the sea will kill these two people.

"What a godsend opportunity. Let's sink them like this!" Jesse gritted his teeth.

There was a roar and the smell of gunpowder. Jesse's face was red by the fire, and heavy shells crossed the sea and greeted the iron scales. The poor Iron scale was also equipped with artillery, but it became a decoration because of the lack of manpower, which made the sinking warship out of breath.

"There's nothing we can do." Sauron sighed and walked leisurely to the stern.

At this time, a shell swept an arc and fell in the direction of the deck, and Sauron suddenly stopped and swept out. When there were seemingly ripples hitting the shell in mid-air, the shell should be detonated.

A fireball bloomed in the sky, and the exploding wind blew Sauron's hair. Sauron looked indifferent and stood at the stern like a target.

Dipola looked at the man thoughtfully.

Tron rarely takes action in person, and if he fights more with King Arthur, few people know what Sauron's real ability is. Judging from just now, he should be a capable person in the fighting field, Dipoli guessed so.

In fact, the captain guessed correctly. The blow just now was called a broken air kick, which kicked out a vacuum wave to attack the opponent with a very fast leg method, which is good at speed and explosive power.

On the sinker's warship, Jesse saw Sauron at a glance. He snorted and said angrily, "Lock in Sauron. Ten heavy cannons cover it quickly and shoot!"

At his order, the gunners on the three heavy artillery turrets in the bow immediately carried out a series of operations. The heavy gun barrel made a dull bombardment sound, and in the flash of fire, a shell fell accurately towards Sauron. There was an amazing sense of oppression in mid-air, and the covering shooting of ten heavy guns was not a joke. If left unattended, the stern of the Iron scale will definitely explode.

Of course, Sauron, who is not ready to go to the sea, will naturally not let these shells fall. So the man on the stern deck kicked out with his feet staggered, like a tap dance. Under Sauron's calm and elegant "dance steps", the transparent vacuum waves shot into the air, intercepting the heavy artillery shells one by one.

hong hong——

In the continuous explosion, the exploded fireball spread out and turned into a dazzling fire cloud. The impact wave made Sauron's clothes hunt, but the offensive of the sinker's warship was in vain under Sauron's broken air.

Looking at the sound iron scales and Sauron after the fire cloud, Jesse steel clucked his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his mouth for a long time: "Continue to fight!"