Pope Behind the Scenes

Davy Jones inspected the deck, and all the crew respected it, accepting the power pollution of Leviathan, a powerful Sequence 0 Blasphemy.

Their original consciousness is gradually being erased.

In fact, as long as Davy Jones is recruited as a crew member, they are generally given two choices, either to die immediately, or to stay on the Flying Dutchman as a crew member.

Only need to serve this ghost ship for a hundred years, and their souls will be released, whether they go to heaven or hell.

At least not to continue to suffer on this ship.

But in fact, no crew can survive this hundred years.

Their souls will eventually be polluted into monsters that have lost their original intentions, which is more terrible than killing them, and even the souls of the crew will not rest in peace after death.

Going to **** is a kind of liberation for this kind of soul.

"You moved too fast. You just gathered all the crew of this ship overnight, and the government of the human world will find out... The Holy See will definitely take action!"

The Leviathan Edmund came up to Davy Jones, still wearing a black robe, like an evil wizard at sea.

"The Flying Dutchman is the king of the sea. There is no ship that we look at on this sea that is the opponent of the Flying Dutchman."

Davy Jones said quite confidently, while Edmund clenched his mouth and did not ask the other party why even the ship and its people were sunk two hundred years ago.

Davy Jones has a grumpy temper. If Edmund really asked this question, he would definitely be beaten by the captain on the deck.

"It's better to be vigilant... Humans now have powers that we don't understand... They call themselves technology."

Davy Jones took a puff of specialty cigarettes, his pipe full of dried fish scales and seaweed marine plants.

The smell was especially bad after it was burnt, and even Edmund frowned.

"Captain... There is a situation at three o'clock!" A crew member shouted loudly from the lookout on the mast.

Davy Jones stepped on the deck in that direction. He pushed aside the crew members who were in front of him. These guys had just taken over the pollution of the evil god's power and acted like idiots.

"What is that? A tin boat? How could it be floating at sea?"

Davy Jones could see the sight of the sea under the dark night, especially the navigation lights flashing on the ship.

He asked three questions in a row, and Edmund replied beside him, "When I just escaped from the Sealed Gate, I was almost stunned by the sight outside.

Especially the port of that city...tsk...we're out of date. "

The ship suddenly shouted in Norwegian a message for Davy Jones to stop for inspection.

Davy Jones was stunned for a while, and their voices could still pass through so far away.

"Don't be surprised... we still have a lot to learn," Edmund said.

"Hide!" Davy Jones suddenly shouted.

All the crew members are a little sluggish, but they can hide under the overtime one by one.

This is a Norwegian naval ship, and the navies of the surrounding countries have begun to closely observe the situation in the North Sea in accordance with the orders of the governments of various countries.

When all unreasonable things are discovered, they must be reported to higher levels, and if necessary, war can be launched.

The captain of this naval cruise ship is a colonel. When he observed the situation on the opposite side through the electronic telescope, and saw through the sea fog that it was a terrifying medieval barque, he suddenly burst into foul language.

"What? An antique ship!"

He originally thought it was an ocean-going fishing boat in the North Sea, but now it's not at all... He wondered if this was an unreasonable thing mentioned in the order.

"Come close! Board the antique ship and check it out. Everything on it has historical value. Before the maritime powers of other countries have discovered it, we must contact the Norwegian archaeological expert team as soon as possible, and then leave the ship for a while. Norway."

The colonel gave the order.

No matter which country the ship belongs to, as long as they are the first to discover it, then the rights belong to Norway.

The cruiser approached the old barque.

It cut through the sea fog near the Flying Dutchman.

The crew of the cruiser looked down at the barque below.

The cruiser was more than twice as large and had a higher deck than the Flying Dutchman.

But the crew above did not notice that where the Flying Dutchman was close to the cruiser on the side, the muzzles of that row were quietly opened.

"This is a ghost ship... You can see that there is no one on the deck. It's not necessarily how long the ship has been drifting at sea!"

A navy soldier said to the people around him.

The colonel also came among them. He originally thought it was an antique ship, so he did not issue an alert and combat status to the cruiser.

The navy is a little more relaxed.

They stared at the deck, and someone suddenly wondered, "Don't you think the deck of the ship below is too clean? It seems that it has been cleaned recently. If it has been floating on the sea for a long time or sinking into the sea, it will only float up recently. Yes, the deck on that deck should be disgustingly dirty."

The colonel was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly at the people around him, "Battle status, first-level combat status, the weapon is aimed at that ship, and the cruiser should move away from that ship."

His voice has not yet made the people around him respond.

The dark layer in the middle between the two ships suddenly lit up with a fire.

The sound of the explosion of the red name, coupled with the tilting of the hull of the cruiser.

Let the colonel know that the antique ship below actually launched an attack.

Then came another burst of artillery fire.

The distance between the two ships is a bit close, plus the ship below uses solid shells, and the distance between the muzzles is also too close.

It is equivalent to punching holes in the surface of the hull that are closely aligned, and the pressure of the inclination increases.

The iron armor of the hull is like a torn piece of paper.

Ordinary solid shells can't penetrate the hull of this cruiser.

But the Flying Dutchman is a ghost ship after all, an ancient artillery gun, and its attack power is also terrible.

"Board!" Davy Jones yelled from below, and the crew ran directly onto the cruise ship. The soles of their feet were like the suction cups of octopuses, which could be firmly sucked on the hull and run directly to the opposite deck. .

The colonel looked at a group of monsters that suddenly appeared in front of him, UU reading www. uukanshu. com He took out the ocean-going satellite phone he carried with him and sent an emergency rescue signal directly to the Norwegian naval headquarters.

If it is fast, the Norwegian navy will ask for help from the navies of neighboring countries as a member of the NATO military organization.

He took out his pistol, and a water-like humanoid monster that was soaked in sea water ran in front of him.

The other party's skin was bubbling white, and the meridians under the skin appeared on his face, which were stretched open due to the expansion of flesh and blood.

The colonel's pistol fired a barrage of bullets at him, all of them hitting the belly like a bucket had been shot through.

The opponent's stomach was like a water bladder, slowly shrinking and deflated, and the mixed liquid of water and blood flowed out along the muzzle, exuding a stench.

But the monster still ran over at an unabated speed, but the colonel had no choice but to shoot the opponent several times in the head before killing the opponent.

"Monster!" The colonel spat on the ground. The mysterious species of Sequence 5 poses a greater threat to ordinary people, but it's not that scary. Strong people or people with weapons of mass destruction can still easily dispel the mystery. Seed to kill.

"These guys are so unqualified! The sailors on your ship are good." Davy Jones appeared in front of the colonel, startling him.

He fired several shots at Davy Jones in the head.

The bullets were shot into the opponent's head, as if they were shot in the flesh of an octopus, and the bullets were spat out by Davy Jones one by one.

The Leviathan Edmund utters a series of mysterious spells.

The water flow formed a series of tough water ropes to bind some of the still resisting navy soldiers.

The strength of the fallen species is far greater than that of the mysterious species.

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