Pirates: The Black Earl

However, Sabo didn't know what happened above at this moment. After cutting the rope, he slightly relaxed the strength on his hands and feet, and slid all the way down the passage, falling an unknown number of meters in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Sabo even admired Vegapunk a little bit.

Not to mention whether he built it alone, the height alone is exhausting enough to climb up and down.

During the descent, Sabo faintly heard a commotion, but the distance was too far to distinguish, and he couldn't tell where it came from. He just thought he heard it wrong.

People's perception of time will become quite dull in the dark.

Sabo couldn't tell whether he had descended for half an hour or a few minutes, until the fingers wrapped in the armed domineering color were slightly hot and tingling, and suddenly his feet were empty.

"It's over!"

He regained his energy, and with a sudden force on his fingers, he slammed into the wall.

Swish! !

After a sound of rubbing, he inserted half of his arm into the wall, and Sabo hung at the entrance of the passage, heaving a sigh of relief.

"so close!"

I don't know the depth below, if it doesn't stop, good or bad will be unpredictable.

He took out the flashlight with his free hand and pressed the switch with a click.

Then, looking at a large iron plate close at hand, the corners of Sabo's mouth twitched and he let go of his hand.

Boom!

fell on the iron plate.

The exit of the tunnel is actually less than two meters from the ground, so who should I ask for reason?

But he himself didn't notice.

I don't even think about it, how can Vegapunk's physical fitness be able to climb up and down the passageway, like the skylight hanging high on the patio, more than ten or twenty meters above the ground.

"Here... no, this is..."

Looking around with a flashlight, Sabo looked confused.

"Navy submarine?"

What came into view was not a secret laboratory, let alone the expected wreckage of Pluto, but a submarine that had been stranded in an underground river and had not been used for many years.

It is very different from the submarine design of the Navy today. After all, Sabo can see it from the perspective of a soldier. The thin armor design, let alone a murloc, can be pierced by a pirate with a little strength. Turn into irrigation cans.

The stagnation of science and technology in the Pirate World largely stems from the fact that personal strength in this world often exceeds understanding. Everyone is pursuing power, and of course pure knowledge will be neglected.

Some traces of artificial excavation can be seen in the surrounding caves. Combined with the pool where the submarine is located, the ins and outs of Sabo's mind suddenly emerged.

This old-fashioned submarine may have entered this position from the bottom of the water due to an accident or other reasons. As a result, it was smashed through the water barrier and ran aground helplessly.

In order to save themselves, a group of people began to excavate along this underground space, repair it, and then dig upwards to open the passage he came in.

"Could it be that the wreck that Vegapunk mentioned is this submarine?"

Sabo was confused.

"But what does this have to do with Pluto?"

"Have we been tricked?"

Sabo's eyes turned red at the thought that all they had paid such a great sacrifice was the truth of a deception.

Without Pluto, what would they use to break through?

Everyone is going to die here!

Even if Long couldn't bear it anymore, he would not start a war with the Black Earl for a scam.

"No, not yet sure."

Sabo forced himself to calm down and patted his cheek: "Think about Sabo quickly, there is something you haven't noticed."

Entering the submarine, a rancid smell came out.

When the flashlight shone over, I saw five bones in bags looking at him with their empty eye sockets. That's a standard body bag,

It's just that the surface of the bag has rotted due to the age.

Muscle fat or something rotted and stuck to the bag, forming black spots.

"The standard equipment for an old submarine is 20 people. There are only five corpses here, which means that at least a dozen people left here alive."

"Are more than a dozen people alive...?"

Suddenly, Sabo felt that he had grasped something important.

Regardless of the stench, he came to the body bag, held his breath and opened it.

Reaching out his hand casually, he groped in the sticky mass of rotting liquid, and soon, he found a piece of cloth. After identifying it, he put it down, and reopened another drier bag.

After repeating this several times, a gleam flashed in Sabo's eyes.

"Sure enough, these people are not navy!"

The world government still doesn't know that Vegapunk is related to Pluto.

If a dozen navies really left alive, why didn't they bring any news back?

as expected.

These people are no navy at all!

The condition of bones and teeth showed that the deceased were all over half a century old without any trace of training.

and……

After carefully searching the cabin, Sabo discovered through a slightly well-preserved logbook that there was no record of the grounding at all!

If it is the Navy, it is impossible to neglect such an important matter.

The ship's logbook is the same key prop as the plane's black box!

not to mention……

"leave!"

The old-fashioned submarine has a narrow space and cannot store too many supplies. The passage needs to be excavated and an iron ladder must be built, which cannot be completed in a day.

"The simplest reason is, where did they get so many iron resources and conditions to make such a high iron frame!"

"so……"

Jumping to the surface of the submarine, Sabo looked carefully at the wall with a flashlight.

"They must have some other source of supplies!"

The "underground of the laboratory" is not the destination.

The real thing, is hidden in a deeper position!

"Over there!"

Looking across the wall, suddenly, Sabo jumped and came to a wall.

The underground space is very simple, like a cave dug by primitive people, but there is a wall that is very flat, a standard 3*3 space, and the traces left on it are obviously different from other places. feel.

Boom!

Knock twice, the sound is crisp.

But Sabo was even more sure that there was a problem behind him, so he decisively covered it in his armed hands and grabbed it out with all his strength.

The sharp claws trained to smash the injustice of power are once again used as tools for digging holes.

He only heard "swish swish swish" a few times, and he picked out pieces of gravel and threw them away. When they fell again, Sabo felt that he had dug some huge space.

The airflow blows over the back of the hand, bringing a little bit of coldness.

After a moment of silence, Sabo made mental preparations and slowly withdrew his hand.

Then punch hard.

"drink!"

Rumble!

A whole wall more than three meters high was knocked down. Looking at the majestic giant beast in front of him, Sabo was still dumbfounded after imitating it countless times in his mind.

"Did you tell me... this thing is called a wreck???"

What caught his eyes was a huge and vast space that could not be seen at a glance.

It seems that the entire island has been hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell to support it.

And the reason why he can see so clearly is that in the very center of that space, there is still a bright light on a dark steel monster.

Gululu!

Rolling magma flowed into the belly compartment of the steel monster along the built channel, and then there were humming bursts inside, and a terrifying energy field erupted immediately, making Sabo stand upside down.

Then, those lights surged again, illuminating the entire space.

This cycle goes on and on, and I don't know how many years it hasn't stopped.

The steel monster that feeds on magma is like a giant dragon sleeping underground, and there is a great sense of oppression when it breathes.

Sabo didn't know how many times he swallowed his saliva.

Because this thing is not a wreck of Pluto at all, it is a complete history of the worst battleship, ancient weapons!

Pluto! !

Suddenly, Sabo noticed that among the piles of rubble he smashed, there was something completely different in shape from the surroundings.

Walking over to pick it up, Sabo thought for a long time before he remembered that this was the product he had seen in the data, the legendary product from Sky Island, Yinbei.

"If I remember correctly, it should be here."

Putting the poop-shaped sound shell in the palm of his hand, Sabo stretched out his fingers and pressed the stool... no, the top of the sound shell.

Zizizi...

There was a noise, and there was no sound for a long time.

Just when Sabo thought that the sound recorded by the audio shell was too old to be effective, the voice of a strange old man sounded.

"Those who can hear this, Vegapunk is dead, right?"

Sabo's pupils shrank.

Swallow.

He had a premonition that he seemed to have come into contact with some great secret!