Ember Gun

  Chapter 515 Test

  The storm engulfed the icy water, threw them high into the sky, and then fell down, slapped on the fireworks that would not be extinguished.

The iron-clad ship began to fall, and the rolling waves continued to invade it, but even so, its sinking was extremely slow...but it was indeed sinking, the sea water flooded the cabin, rushing in the corridor, like a chronically dying old man, The armored ship is dying, but it is powerless to stop all this from coming.

  The sea was roaring, and the pirates who fell into the sea wailed, but when another wave passed, they lost their tracks, and some struggled in the boiling sea of ​​fire, but gradually lost their voice.

  Such cruel scenery is happening constantly, but there is no time to express feelings about these things, and the naval battle is still going on.

  The black angel leapt into the sky with the burning power of antimony, but the bad weather helped it stay in the air, spreading its wings, and hovering on the battlefield like a vulture.

In successive battles, including the iron-clad ship slowly sinking underneath his body, Lorenzo’s side has sunk four iron-clad ships, and the enemy has two iron-clad ships left with combat effectiveness, and the third one is broken. The Black Tooth that drove a heavy rain, it was shot by Ascalon, and most of the buildings on the deck were destroyed. Lorenzo saw that the Black Tooth had little combat power left.

  In fact, the Black Tooth was much worse than Lorenzo expected. Ascalon directly destroyed the command room, the fire ignited the internal residential area, and the ammunition in the warehouse caused a second explosion.

  It can be said that there are not a few living people on the Black Tooth after so many, and it is not leaning here under the control of Zeo, but the waves are pushing the Black Tooth.

  Zeo sat on the damp deck, leaning against the raised wreckage, his only movable hand grasped the groove firmly so that he would not roll into the sea due to the bumps.

  "Is this your will? God Odin."

  Zeo raised his head and looked at the **** of death hovering above his head.

It seemed as if a pair of invisible big hands were controlling all this in secret, making Chenhui Advance and the Blackfang pirates meet here, even if they gave up or escaped, the storm completely enveloped this place, the direction of the current was reversed, all All ships can only sail to the center of this vortex.

  The thread of fate was picked up by the goddess, knitted together, and then cut.

  Zeo is not afraid, on the contrary, he is still very happy.

   "Even if you can't grab that iron-clad ship, even if you can't use it to plunder a country... At least we can die with such honor. We must know that not everyone Viking can die in the hands of this monster."

  Zeohaha smiled, but his laughter was monotonous, and no one responded to him.

Looking aside, I saw a corpse lying not far away. The cause of its death was a puncture wound, probably due to the violent bumps on the ship, which caused it to lose its balance for a while. The corpse was stuck on the broken railing, arms and thighs. It bends strangely.

   "This can't work, it's so ridiculous, but I can't go to the Hall of Valor..."

  Zeo looked at the sailor's body and muttered.

  The sailor finally woke up. He realized that Zeo was farting. He didn't want to die. He tried to escape, but in this roaring sea, everyone had nowhere to escape.

  Chenhui Advance fired again. The iron-clad ship adjusted its shape in the torrential waves, splashing white tides, and turned its flanks towards the pirates, and then fixed the artillery to fire.

  A dense rain of bullets pierced the sea, hit the iron-clad ship heavily, pierced the armor, hit the cabin, fragments flew, and cut everything in the way.

After the black angel attacked more than half of the iron armored ship, the firepower of the pirates could no longer suppress the Chenhui Advance. In addition, the distance between the two was constantly getting closer. The Chenhui Advance was fully fired and the Spear of Forge Ascend into the air one after another, descending raging rain.

  The pirates removed the door panel and put it on the body like a shield, trying to block the rain of fire and covering the firing of the terrace artillery, but suddenly black shadows passed over their heads, attracting their attention.

  They raised their heads and saw the gliding black angel. For a moment, they were captured by fear. They knew how terrible this monster was. As long as it landed on this iron-clad ship, no one could resist its slaughter.

Just thinking about it, the black angel passed the armored ship without stopping, which made the pirates feel a little weird, and then it was easy to take a life, but what they didn’t notice was that the black angel stayed at the moment of passing by. What happened.

In order to repeatedly lift into the air, the black angel equipped with four fuel tanks for propulsion. In the previous battle, one of the fuel tanks was exhausted, and just to avoid the bombardment, Lorenzo was completely burned. The second fuel tank made the violent Qi Qi push the black angel out in an instant.

Now Lorenzo has abandoned the third fuel tank. About half of the lacquered antimony is still stored in it, which can support the Black Angel lift-off at least once, but now he has thrown it away so casually, and only sees the dark tank falling towards The iron-clad ship under him was about to fall on the iron-clad ship, the black angel turned around abruptly and threw out several iron feathers.

   Accompanied by a sharp sound, the one-meter-long iron feather fell like a rain of arrows, all nailed into the fuel tank, and inserted it through the cabin.

  The dark and viscous liquid overflowed from the cracked gap. A few seconds later, the molten spear exploded at high altitude, and the fire rain fell.

The black angel rushed towards the last iron-clad ship without turning his head, and behind it, it seemed that a mythical dragon came to the world, and the roaring dragon's breath rolled on the sea, dragging everyone into the hot hell. Even the heavy rain cannot extinguish this anger.

  Not long after, Ascalon fired again, and the hot lines traversed the burning hell, giving the iron-clad ship the final blow.

  The only remaining pirates witnessed all this. They stood there blankly, at a loss.

Vikings rarely encounter such situations. As they believe in the **** Odin, they can make a deep roar even in the face of a giant bear a few meters high, but at this moment they can do nothing or think of anything, absolutely Their fear made them unable to react at this moment, they could only stare at all this dullly.

  The hook is nailed into the deck, and the black angel descends.

   "Are you scared?"

  The black angel stretched out his hand, and the cold iron feather gently scratched a pirate next to him. The sharp edge left blood on his neck. He did nothing, said nothing.

  When the battle no longer becomes evenly matched, becomes hopeless, and there is no chance of victory at all, even militants like Vikings feel a little tired.

  They yearn for a battle that can arouse desire, but Lorenzo only gives death in darkness.

The pirate was expressionless, he could smell the burnt smell in the air, and the stench of blood, he could even feel the body temperature from the armor of the original sin, the blood surging in the steel, the heart slowly undulating write.

  The black angel withdrew his hand, Tie Yu shook slightly, his head broke, and he fell off his neck.

  The battle is now over, and Lorenzo has successfully planted fear in the hearts of these Vikings. Even if they yearn for the holy Hall of Valor, it is difficult for them to have a fight against the black angel in front of them.

  The pirates are shrouded in despair.

  The sound of the artillery gradually disappeared, and the sea became calm again, leaving only the roar of squally wind and thunder.

  The weapon division put down the lance in his hand, and no firepower was needed to suppress it. The pirates were disintegrated, and all that was left was to clean the battlefield.

  Shrike crawled out from the weapon master’s neck, with many nerve connections hanging on his body. He sat on the shoulders of this armor and looked into the distance.

   "It's dawn..."

  I saw a gray-blue band of light rising at the junction of the sky and the sea. It presented a sapphire-like magnificence, and its depth was a blazing white light.

   A faint light shined through the wind and rain, shining on the messy sea, and the battlefield ushered in a brief calm.

  A big fire ignited on the wreckage of steel. They floated on the surface of the sea, and it will take at least some time before they can sink completely.

The black angel stood on the last iron-clad ship, watching the sluggish, unintentional pirates. Lorenzo was waiting for Ascalon to fill the bomb. Now there is no need to bother himself to destroy the ship so laboriously. Just waiting for Ascalon's shooting can put an end to this sudden encounter.

  Lorenzo thought this in his mind, but in fact, he still made a combat action. The black angel ran wildly on the deck, carrying thousands of sharp swords repeatedly cutting everything in his vision.

  The previous close-range shelling almost severely damaged Lorenzo, not to mention the subsequent siege, which reminded Lorenzo that even in the face of unintentional enemies, he must do everything.

  But in this slaughter, the sound of the surging waves broke the calm again.

  Lorenzo heard the war roar again, but the roar became much weaker, like a whisper.

  The black angel turned around, and the heavy Blacktooth approached oncomingly. The sharp collision angle smashed the iron-clad ship below her waist and agitated waves several meters high.

   Fragments flew, and the pitch-black muzzle pointed directly at the black angel.

   Fire.

The black angel began to move almost at the moment he realized the artillery. The sharp iron feather was quickly thrown out. The bullet was accurately hit by the iron feather before it was out of the chamber. It failed to cut the artillery, but successfully stopped the shell. Several shots of steel crossed and jammed together, the roar turned into a loud noise, the artillery burst in place, and the fragments of steel repeatedly shot the battlefield.

  Amidst the smoke, the black angel strode forward, his wings vibrated gently, and all the dust was swept away.

   "What exactly are you...?"

  The weak voice sounded, and Zeo staggered to his feet.

  Maybe Odin was really blessing him, and the waves sent him here, and then he became calm, so that Zeou's tired body could also walk safely on this shaky deck.

  Zeo gazes at the black angel, it is like a **** who descended from the world.

  Behind it was a burning sea of ​​fire, which was covered with steel wreckage and people who were still struggling. A clear blue rose farther away from the sea level, and the burst of pure white reflected the darkness.

  Daylight is approaching.

  Lorenzo looked at the man in front of him through his visor, Zeo was burnt half of his body, he moved his body hard, holding an axe in his only movable hand, and stubbornly walked towards Lorenzo.

   "Let me die heroically, devil!"

  Zeo yelled to Lorenzo loudly, which almost exhausted all his strength, he coughed up bursts of blood.

   did not respond. After a while, thick steam overflowed, and Lorenzo crawled out of the back of the black angel's neck and stood on the armor of original sin.

  "Are you their boss?" Lorenzo asked curiously.

  Zeo's expression also became sluggish, he didn't seem to expect that this demon was actually manipulated.

   "I...I am, I am their captain, their leader."

  I don’t know why, Zeo suddenly didn’t want to die that much. There was this armor and the man who controlled the armor, and the Chenhui Advance... Zeou felt that this was no longer the world he was familiar with for a moment.

   Such a divine power can be usurped by mortals, how eager it is.

   "Why are you attacking us?"

  Lorenzo asked again, this is not a whim, this action is of great importance, and people stopped one before they arrived in the Viking countries. He always felt that something was wrong.

   "Why? Is it necessary to talk about why? Pirates were born for pillage."

  Zeo felt that Lorenzo’s question was inexplicable.

  Lorenzo was a little helpless. Perhaps it was a coincidence that he encountered such a **** group of things. The damage to Chenhui Advance was not very serious, but even so, he needed to stay in the harbor for a few more days for maintenance.

  These pirates seriously slowed Lorenzo's pace.

   "In other words, did we meet by chance?"

   "No, it was the guidance of God Odin. He gave me this opportunity to let us meet."

  Zeo enthusiastically said, he was still trying to move forward while he was talking, his arm was raised with difficulty, and his face was reflected on the blade of the hand axe.

  "This is a test. It is a test for us. Only truly brave people can reach the Hall of Valor. These guys are just cowards. Only I am the bravest."

  Zeo humiliates those pirates who have lost their intent to fight, they are not worthy to enter the sacred Hall of Valor.

   "Ah... mad believers are really troublesome..."

   Lorenzo sighed. He felt that he could not get any useful news from Zeo.

Many people don’t remember, but Lorenzo himself still knows very well. He has been a pastor for a while and has dealt with mad believers. They are not so much a bunch of lunatics, but rather a bunch of fools deceived by faith. In the end, even the most basic communication can't be done.

   "Come on! Let me die here!"

   may be a threat of death, it may be mental exhaustion, or it may be the erosion from the black angel.

Zeo yelled in gaffe, such a fierce battle finally turned into his own madness, he staggered to the black angel, and slashed with all his strength, but all this was in vain, he It can't even leave scratches on the armor.

  Lorenzo shook his head, he was too lazy to say something to Zeo.

The black angel restarted, but it did not launch an attack on Zeo. It slowly backed away. Zeo seemed to understand what Lorenzo was going to do. He shouted in horror, waving his axe and trying to catch up with the black angel. But he couldn't do it. With his body, he couldn't cross the wreckage.

  Zeo can only watch this, watching the black angel leave, he cannot get the heroic death, he will die in shame like other pirates.

   "No...no no!"

  Zeo wailed, but this was of no avail. The pain in his body caused him to kneel down, and he could feel the Valkyrie's departure when he looked at the black angel that jumped into the sky.

  For an instant, despair that was more terrifying than death enveloped Zeo. He stared at the black angel with Lorenzo's face in his mind. The next moment Ascalon opened fire, the fire filled every corner of his vision.

  (End of this chapter)