Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 379
"Destiny! This is the destiny!"

Vincent's arms were trembling, his breath was short of breath, and he watched the picture on the screen.

"Today is the opening day of Avalon! Führer, the day of your resurrection is finally coming! Vincent has lived up to your expectations!"

Holding the skull, Vincent knelt down in front of the portrait of "Island of the Dead", his rickety body crawled to the corner of the wall, he closed his eyes, kissed the forehead of the skull, and prayed like the most devout believer.

"Damn!"

Mance bit off the cigar, and the flaming puffs fell to the marble floor, where they were crushed under the stomp of a stiff boot.

"I don't have time to worry about this old lunatic! Where is your arsenal? If you don't get rid of the snakes on the ship, we will all be buried in the ice sea today!"

Mance questioned Sasha, with lava-like gold in his eyes.

Sasha froze for a moment, shocked by the majesty contained in these golden pupils.

But the strong psychological quality of his many years in the army allowed him to react quickly. He summoned the Russian girl spy group and asked them to open the safe in the room.

AK-47, M4A4, M4A1, grenades and clips. The metal stand is full of guns.

Mance threw the gun out, and the half-breeds armed themselves with guns and magazines, and piled into the elevator.

Sasha looked at the man-eating giant snake in the surveillance screen, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quickly called the guards on the ship to meet the enemy.

He and the Russian Girls gathered the remaining guns and ammunition, stood in front of the elevator, and waited for the next trip.

At this time, Vincent crawled over and hugged Sasha's leg with snot and tears all over his face.

"Take me. Take me down. I'm going to the island of death. I'm going to Avalon with the remains of the head of state!"

He cried and laughed like a madman.

"Captain, those snakes will eat you." Sasha said in his heart that these giant snakes of unknown origin would not know the head of the empire, and not only the old captain would die in the snake's belly, but even the remains of the head of state he was thinking of , Maybe it will turn into snake dung the next morning.

Anyway, he has also worked with the old captain on this ship for 15 years. Although the old captain will always tell him the legend of the head of state to him over and over again, and ask them to sit down and listen to it, he just regards it as work As for the content, after all, the old captain paid them a high salary. If they want to earn such a salary, they always have to make some compromises.

In fact, for so many years, he has always regarded Vincent as an old man suffering from delusional disorder. They play house with the old man, and the old man pays them, which is very reasonable.

After taking care of Vincent for so many years, I have also taken care of my feelings. I really don't want to see him go to death like this.

But Vincent blushed and shouted: "I hired you here for today! You must protect me to reach Avalon, this is the agreement we signed!"

"You won't do it in vain! The head of state still has many treasures hidden all over the world. Only he knows how to open those treasures. As long as he can be resurrected, he can build a new empire! By then you will all be members of the Imperial Senate member!"

"Ah..." Sasha sighed, leaned over to help the old man up, and held the silver-burned skull tightly in his arms, as if it was more important than his life.

Sasha winked at the Russian girl on the side, and the girl took out an injection from Vincent's drawer knowingly.

It was sedatives. Vincent was already an elderly man over 80 years old. His organs were failing and he suffered from various diseases. He needed sedatives and sleeping pills to sleep well.

"Captain, let's go. I'll take you to find Avalon." Sasha helped Vincent to the elevator. The second elevator had already come up. They can be seen running wildly in the hallway.

Vincent leaned on the wall excitedly and walked step by step.

Sasha took the sedative with lightning speed and plunged it into Vincent's neck. The eyelids covered with age spots closed, and the skull fell to the floor and rolled around several times.

"Take the captain to lie on the bed." Sasha handed the unconscious Vincent to a girl.

He glanced at the head of state's skull, bent down to pick it up, handed it to the girl's hand, and said, "Put this by his pillow, it will make him sleep more peacefully."

The girl nodded and led Vincent to the back room.

The rest of the people stepped into the elevator and went to support.

Zero and Fingal ran wildly in the corridor, and they followed the main force, all the way up the stairs to the upper floor.

Those giant snakes haven't been able to invade the cabin yet, just wandering around the deck and the first few floors.

"We need special weapons on the Moniah. These snakes are a subspecies of dragons, and the bullets filled with mercury will be more effective." Mance commanded: "Go to the deck, and the people on the ship will put the weapons Throw the box over."

"Careful!" Selma bit off the ring of the grenade, and the army green grenade was thrown in a straight line in the corridor and fell into the open throat of a giant snake.

The giant snake flicked its head and hit the glass of the cabin. It spit out turquoise acid and sprayed it on the metal bulkhead, making a hissing sound and emitting white gas.

Thelma caught the opening of its mouth and dropped the grenade down the creature's throat.

With a muffled "bang", the snake's throat suddenly swelled up, like a blown balloon.

But the explosion didn't kill it on the spot. It let out a sharp scream, twisted its body crazily, and sprayed bloody acid from its mouth towards everyone.

"Word Spirit Clean Land!" The golden light in Mance's eyes suddenly shone, and the acid collided with the invisible barrier, but was bounced back and splashed onto its own scales.

The scales and flesh were corroded by the acid, and the smell was like the viscera of a rotting sea fish. Mance shot through the eyes of the giant snake with two shots.

"Where did these guys come from?" Selma carefully walked over the acid on the ground, not daring to touch these highly corrosive liquids.

"Don't you understand? Everything in that painting is real!"

Mance continued to lead the charge.

"The Isle of Death, or Avalon, is actually a Nibelung!"

"That painting used alchemy inscriptions. The artist named Arnold Böcklin is not an ordinary person. He knows a lot about dragons. He once arrived at the island of death, and then painted the island of death."

"These snakes are servants. They serve the master of the Nibelungen. Now that the master is back, the servants will naturally line up to welcome them!"

Mance pushed open the last door leading to the deck, and the freezing air shot into the cabin like an arrow.

He stared at the sea surface in the distance. More snakes swam out from the bottom of the sea. They swam towards the small boat, clustered around the edge of the white mist, like the foam of the waves, and carried the small boat forward. The dense hissing sound was like Grand March.

Fingel was the second to squeeze over from the cabin, and his eyes met the eyes of Death in white on the boat.

The burning pain on his forehead became more and more intense, and he felt like someone was scalding his forehead with a red-hot iron.

The advancing boat stopped suddenly, and the group of snakes fell silent. Thousands of pairs of icy vertical pupils all looked over.

The surroundings became silent, as if the funeral had reached the moment of silence.

The next second, the white mist suddenly roared wildly like a blizzard, spreading in the direction of the YAMAL and the Moniach, and the shadow of the boat was submerged in the white mist.

The main guns of the Moniach and the YAMAL aimed at the boat, and there was a deafening shelling sound, but after being swallowed by the white mist, there was no slightest wave, and even the sound of the shells exploding could not be heard, as if Even the sound was swallowed by the white mist.

Everyone watched helplessly as the white mist occupied the space around them.

But the strange thing was that they didn't feel cold, and the fog didn't seem to have caused them any harm.

When everything they saw was submerged by the vast whiteness, they were surprised to find that the white mist began to dissipate.

But when the surrounding scenery came into view, everyone could not help but shudder.

They looked up and saw that the sky was covered with blue-gray clouds, and a pale light fell from the sky, illuminating the lonely island in the sea.

As in the painting, the island is crescent-shaped, like an ancient Roman Colosseum cut in the middle.

The same coffins as those in the paintings are placed in those caves, the only difference is that the coffins in the paintings are bound in the ancient sarcophagus by moss-covered chains, but now, those chains are broken, and the iron rings that bite the buckle fall into the sarcophagus. On the rock and soil, many bluestone coffin boards were lifted, and there was nothing inside.

The arctic cold is gone here, replaced by warm, humid air reminiscent of the ancient Mediterranean.

It is just such a warm and comfortable island, so naturally it will not make the commissioners of the executive department feel much fear.

What's really scary is around the island, those mysterious white mist edges.

The boat sailed in from the hazy white mist, slowly, slowly.

From this Nibelungen border they head towards the central island.

Yes, they, dozens of small boats sailed on the glass-clear sea, each with passengers standing on the prow of the small boats, they were dressed in the same white clothes, and wore the same dark golden masks.

Only the coffins carried on the boats are different. Some carry a sarcophagus as in the painting of "Island of the Dead", and some drag a huge ice coffin at the stern like they saw on the Arctic Ocean. coffin.

None of the passengers standing on the small boat paid any attention to the Moniach and the Yamal. They seemed to be carrying out mechanical orders and transported the coffin around the island without looking back.

A small boat sailed ahead and arrived at the isolated island.

The man in white got off the boat from the crescent-like natural port, went straight to the coffin and lay down, as if it was a sweet and soft bed that would give him a good dream.

A giant snake squirmed and crawled to the side of the coffin, rolled up the coffin board with its long snake tail, and covered the coffin like a quilt for him.

Then, by the harbor, snakes rushed to the boat like a tide, and the sarcophagus was submerged in the snakes and disappeared.

Everything seemed weird and absurd, and everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but hold their breath.

Everyone was stunned until a splash of water caught everyone's attention.

A rubber boat fell into the sea from the boat of the Yamal.

Vincent woke up inexplicably from his stupor. The black box was tied to his chest. He supported the rubber boat and cried, "O Führer! Great Führer! It is your soul that guides me!"

He shook the pulp hard and headed towards the island of death.

"Damn!" Sasha yelled. "Come back, Captain! Those snakes will eat all your bones!"

Although he couldn't figure out what happened, but he could figure out the result of landing on that island with his heels. It would definitely not be that the skull suddenly grew tender red flesh, and then the head of the empire was reborn.

"Don't think I'll stop!" Vincent screamed nervously: "They are the envoys of the Führer! Just wait, when the Führer is resurrected, the empire will be rebuilt, and you will get retribution!"

He waved the wood pulp vigorously, like a sprinting marathon runner, and the red ribbon of victory was in front of him.

The snakes on the island seemed to be attracted by him and gathered towards the rubber boat.

Snakes have poor eyesight, but they can sense heat signals, and after entering a certain range, Vincent's body temperature attracted them.

But Vincent was not afraid of this at all, but became more and more excited.

He firmly believed that the snakes were the messengers of the empire, and that everything on the island of death was arranged by the head of state.

"Come on! Vincent has been waiting for this day for a long time!" He opened his arms and closed his eyes, as if to receive a hug.

Even Mance was really touched by his confidence for a moment, and began to wonder if they were too stubborn.

After all, Hitler was once the top speaker of a country, with countless resources in his hands. Perhaps this island was really arranged by him for his own resurrection.

But this suspicion only appeared for a moment, because the snakes submerged the rubber boat in the next second, and a piece of the sea was dyed deep red.

After a few seconds, everything was silent, only the little black box was left floating on the sea.

"Oh." Sasha sighed and shook his head.

In fact, after following Vincent for so many years, he really didn't feel how evil this person was, but he was just too stupid.
Mance didn't have time to mourn the old man's death.

The people on the Moniach side used spliced ​​steel plates to build a bridge between the gap with the YAMAL, and they returned to the Moniach again.

Although they came to the Nibelungen, the snake group and the messengers in white seemed to have their own business to do, so they had no time to pay attention to them. They waited in place for a long time, but no snake group came to disturb them.

But they didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of being swallowed by the sea of ​​snakes like Vincent.

Based on the number and density observed so far, if the snakes under the sea swarmed up, even if they ran out of ammunition, they would not be able to complete the large-scale slaughter of snakes. What was waiting for them was that they ran out of ammunition and food, and then they were exhausted to death.

This has to be considered when the white-clothed messengers do not interfere, these guys who hold the boat without saying a word are the most threatening to people.

But they were not in a daze. Although the communication with the outside world was cut off, there were still people holding instruments to measure the humidity and temperature in the air and analyze the composition. Special recorders used cameras to capture this weird scene.

In such an unfamiliar and strange environment, everyone will inevitably feel a little nervous.

Ke Fingel, after coming here, his complexion became more rosy, and he became more energetic, even the burning pain from the scar on his forehead disappeared.

He suddenly found Mance and asked Mance to go to a separate room to discuss with him.

"Old man, I probably figured out why the snakes didn't attack us." Fingel looked serious.

(End of this chapter)