The Cursed Ship

The original psionic energy and battery reserves have always been full. After a toss, it consumes 40% of the comprehensive reserves, which is amazing. Fortunately, the speed of the ship is not fast, it will start to recover slowly after completing the strengthening and transformation.

Zheng Yang controlled the bases of the two heavy machine guns to retract back to the deck, and then extended a long box from all sides to seal the machine guns and attachments as a whole, which looked like two and a half more on both sides of the bow deck. Meter-high long "stool".

The sky began to darken, and the spirit ship started early.

Zheng Yang opened a bottle of good wine to celebrate. This time he entered St. Hutt, he has already made a lot of money and is worth a good drink!

"Weird, I found that the scent in the cabin was so weak that it could last for hundreds of years, how long is that!"

Saiyulali used perfume, so she was keenly aware that the elegant ambergris before became almost insufferable. That's a ton. How old is it that the fragrance is good?

Loveni and Elima were also puzzled.

"It really shouldn't be like this, even if it's an exaggeration for hundreds of years, it won't be gone so soon!"

Zheng Yang helplessly explained: "Before fusing those light golds, I absorbed the ambergris!"

Originally, a ton of ambergris penetrated into the surface of the wood inside the cabin, and it did give off enough fragrance. However, when the Lightning Gold is fully integrated to form an extraordinary alloy, the power of the magic circle reciprocally transports the Lightning Gold molecules and merges with the wood fiber into an extraordinary alloy, which is equivalent to returning the whole to the furnace and refining.

After being so tossed, a ton of ambergris was completely dispersed inside and outside the entire hull, where there was still much on the surface.

The parasitic spirit has to be guarded against, and the charming fragrance is also indispensable. Zheng Yang once again decomposed ten kilograms of ambergris with the array and evenly adhered to the wall surface inside the cabin.

This time I applied less and the fragrance was just right.

...

It was completely dark.

Calculated according to speed, the fleet has already walked up and down two hundred nautical miles into the misty sea. If they are walking on the center line, the crossing is almost a third away.

Right here, Zheng Yang found a fleet of ships forty nautical miles ahead on the right. He narrowed his field of vision to see that they were two large yachts with deep drafts, quietly anchored on the sea.

There were people moving on the two yachts. Two of them dressed as priests reminded Zheng Yang that they belonged to the fleet of church forces.

"Even the clergy came together, but only two yachts came? Or did they lose some boats on the road and only two left? What are they doing here?"

Zheng Yang observed carefully and found that those people were very anxious and seemed to be in big trouble. After thinking about it, he reported his findings to the other teams.

Finally joked: "Should we go over and say hello?"

Those two yachts are obviously in trouble, but I can't tell what the problem is.

Although Zheng Yang killed people like hemp, what he killed was threatening to him. His nature was still kind. As long as he was not threatening, he would still be willing to help him.

Moreover, there are two more ships, and more people will disperse the power of the legendary sea beasts to find Noah's Ark.

"Will there be a super strong chaotic magnetic field over there too? They have lost power!" Kleina said.

Zheng Yang was still observing, and said: "It is indeed a bit like that the engines of the two ships have not started. With their energy, it is not even possible to start manually, right?"

"It may also be other weirdness, I suggest not to go there, so as not to get into trouble too!" Bender said.

...

Forty nautical miles away, the two priests looked suspicious and looked in Zheng Yang's direction together.

"Something is watching us, but it doesn't seem to be malicious!"

"Still can't relax our vigilance, everyone returns to the cabin. This time there is more than one of us. I hope someone can solve the trouble here and save us out!"

The people on the two yachts restrained their anxiety and stepped into the cabins.

"It's really not possible, we can only give up the yacht, drive an inflatable raft and leave!" said an extraordinary person who is not a priest.

Another extraordinary person who is also not dressed as a priest said:

"No, until the end, we shouldn’t give up. There are too many dangers on this road. We set out five boats, but we lost three before we found the holy boat. Just a few inflatable rafts can never get out of Saint He Special."

"Are you waiting for death here? The Lord guides us to come and will guide us out. You should not lose faith!"

"I think the Lord has given up on us, otherwise why would we lose three ships and so many companions!"

"They are just returning to the Lord's embrace. You are about to lose even your faith. This is very dangerous!"

"Don't make a noise, when we can't help it, we can drive the inflatable raft and speedboat to continue to find the holy boat, and then drive it out!" said a priest.

...

Seventy nautical miles behind Zheng Yang's fleet, another fleet arrived, consisting of four yachts.

They also communicated in the misty sea through a loudspeaker. Someone on one of the yachts sneezed and said, "Crudo, are you sure that the Secret Society's fleet is heading in this direction?"

"Of course, the damage to the ship affected my speed. I could only lag behind them and keep following their direction.

With a weird smile on his face, Cruz said into the megaphone. By his side, the extraordinary people and the crew on board were not abandoned, all smiling slyly in the small wheelhouse.

The dilapidated facilities in the cabin were not cleaned up, and they were still the same as they were when they were destroyed by Cruze.

On the other yacht that was talking to Cruze, the cabin was full of strong perfume.

Schnott sneezed and frowned and said to the old man behind him: "Can you get rid of this **** perfume smell? We have come out of the red mist safely, why do we still have to spray perfume every day!"

The old man looked calm and said: "The red mist is not confined to one place, Master Schnott, the last time I came out safely does not mean I won't encounter it again. It appeared too suddenly, if we didn't insist on spraying perfume every day, I was recruited the day before yesterday."

"You know, I'm allergic to perfume!" Schnott waved his nose irritably, and sneezed again.

The cabins of the other two yachts are also full of strong fragrance~www.ltnovel.com~ One of them is led by a dark priest.

"The church people entered St. Hutt from South America, will they have found Noah's Ark by this time?" A third-level werewolf said to his companion boredly.

The plump middle-aged woman shook her head and said, "It's hard to say that we have all lost two boats. They can't be undamaged. If there is too much power loss, even if they find Noah's Ark, they will not be able to pass the blockade of sea beasts."

"You are wrong. The people of the church can release some sacred auras themselves, which will confuse those sea beasts who follow Noah's Ark all the time, so that the sea beasts will not attack them. As long as they find Noah's Ark, they can easily open the enchantment. Go to the ark, take everything."

The dark priest said suddenly.

"And they have a way to sense the sacred aura from a distance. With the strength of the sacred aura of Noah's Ark, it is not difficult for them to lock the position!"

The woman said: "My lord, don't we get nothing if we go?"