bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 447 The Madness of Acceleration
Blood Harbor.

Except for the large areas in various places, the central area of ​​​​Blood Harbor is a large number of huge ships—wrecks of ships.

There is a huge wall in the center surrounded by satellite cities such as Dali City, Sad Prison, and Oasis. What is inside the wall is not a glorious palace, but a pile of shipwrecks like underwater ruins.

The accumulated sunken ships have obviously been reinforced to facilitate the entry and exit of personnel and work, but the appearance of the entire ruins of dozens of ships has not changed much, and the appearance of the sunken ships has been maintained to the greatest extent.

This is really a strange appearance that cannot be seen elsewhere.

And as the city of Dali became more glorious, and the prison of sorrow was repaired more solemnly, the ruins of the shipwreck, which was as quiet as death, became more strange and strange.

This is the imperial palace belonging to Blood Harbor——The Tomb of Thousand Sails.

Among the tallest and most dilapidated ship, the entire cabin was hollowed out, and all the decks were dismantled and removed. Below the deck of the entire ship, there was a huge, dark and empty space, as if in The belly of a giant whale is normal.

There is only one huge seat in this vast darkness. The high back of the chair is decorated with a huge rudder. The dark red back of the chair is like a blood-stained curtain. He fixed his eyes firmly on the owner of the chair.

A dark yellow robe, slender and slender limbs like branches.

The appearance of Emperor Cang of Xuegang is completely different from the night when Emperor Taka cast down the divine light in the original promotional video - his current appearance is really hard for people to see clearly, and what seems to be shrouded in a dark yellow coat In the darkness so deep that he couldn't see clearly, he stared at his right hand resting on the armrest.

Cang held a gold coin in his hand.

That gold coin is not the same as the new coins that are commonly used in various countries today. Although all new coins have their own casting patterns and patterns, they all use the same casting material and unified face value of Taka.

The gold coin held in Cang's hand is not in such a style, but a dark gold coin that is quite old and full of sludge. Sea snakes and anchors are carved on the front and back, and it is rubbed by Cang's fingers like black wood. It's as if you want to carefully write down every carved pattern with your fingers.

"Oh...remember..."

There was a whine, and the movement of Cang Finger stopped.

Kneeling in front of him was a half-dead naked man, all his clothes were stripped off, and he was covered with numerous scars and bruises.

Cang's face shrouded under the hood turned to the man, his left hand resting on his chin moved away, and he stretched his fingers lightly.

"vomit--!"

The naked man immediately vomited violently in response, a puddle of sewage sprayed out from his air, and his whole body collapsed to the ground as if relieved from a heavy burden.

It took him a lot of time to recover, and he raised his eyes unwillingly and resentfully, looking directly at the lofty Cang.

"Olima...remember...!"

He gritted his teeth, even with a trace of tragic death generously.

This is the official who came to Blood Harbor on behalf of Olimar.

After Abdu fled back to Blood Harbor and reported the failure of the feint attack, but Gu Ya and the Dead Fleet disappeared together with the materials and failed to return, and after learning from Daqimen that the third division had crossed the Jingbu and began to intervene, Blood Harbor of course understood, This shit pot can no longer be pinned on Olima's head.

Now that the framing has failed, Olima's next step will definitely be to show favor to Simeng, and at the same time draw a clear line with Blood Harbor—if they are not afraid of Blood Harbor, they will definitely do this.

If they are not afraid.

"O-li-ma-"

Cang's dry voice sounded, like the whispering of a dying sea beast.

After the vaguely recognizable three words, Cang's words had turned into an unrecognizable growl.

The naked Olimar official in front of him gritted his teeth angrily but puzzled, as if waiting for an explanation.

Cang's voice echoed in the cabin and faded away, at the same time, a burst of unhurried footsteps came from behind Cang.

"Olimar?"

The figure walked around Cang's throne, with his hands behind his back, revealing a face of Simeng blood.

Zhan Taiyi.

"Olima is a small country, and it is arrogant to compete with the emperor?"

He spoke word by word, and finally stood by Cang's side.

"Ridiculous, like a gnat shaking a tree, fireflies competing with the sun and moon for glory—alas? Bravery?"

"Pooh!"

Even though the Olimar people were in a trance, they still expressed their attitude angrily.

"What's the difference between a bunch of pirates and a nest of poisonous snakes in the desert! You really think you're someone?!"

Zhan Taiyi's face didn't change at all after hearing this, he just glanced at Cang beside him from the corner of his eye calmly, then looked back at the Olimar man in front of him and said with a smile:
"The people of Blood Harbor are victims of torture and unfair laws from all over the world. Now that the emperor is close to the throne, so what if ten Olimas come? Just like the legendary King Ashoka, the blood harbor will grow stronger. Like Taka!"

He spread out his hands, as if before a weak captive, but thousands of listeners:
"Under the sky, only the great emperor is one step away from the god's position. Olimar's sacrifices have achieved nothing, and the Principality of West Asia has been abandoned halfway, not to mention Simeng, which is no longer possible. The whole world will look up to the glory of the great emperor. How can you tolerate an ant like you? Shouting?"

Zhan Taiyi's expression looked very frenzied. He took a sudden step forward and grabbed the Olimar man by the neck: "Your poor life is just suitable to be thrown back to Olimar to sacrifice the flag for the entire Blood Harbor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sewage that was originally vomited on the ground rose from the ground to the air like a camera reversed, and entered the mouth of the Olimar people like a spring, until the skin and stomach around him began to swell until.

The Olimar people immediately returned to that drowsy and weak state.

After that, Zhan Taiyi's stern fanaticism just extinguished a little bit, he turned around to look at Cang, lowered his head slightly:

"Don't worry, the emperor, there is only the last step. As I said just now, no one in the whole world will be able to match the emperor!"

Cang sat quietly on his throne like a statue, still resting his chin on his left hand and stroking the gold coin with his right hand.

"Material……"

His dry voice, like sawing wood, sounded again.

"Don't worry, my lord, Brigadier General Gu Ya must have retreated strategically, and he will be able to return to Blood Harbor to regroup and bring back the materials!"

Cang's hooded head shook slowly.

"...quick... drop things..."

"Emperor, I understand that the Emperor wants to climb the ranks by descending things, but he still cannot do without materials. Please give me some more time."

Zhan Taiyi buried his head even lower: "The emperor just used the power of 'God-given' once the day before yesterday, and it is a good time to take this opportunity to rest for a while. The area of ​​Olima and Simeng is several times that of our blood port. All schemes must focus on the emperor!"

Cang's face was still staring at the ancient gold coin in his hand. After a while, he finally shook his head slightly, held the gold coin back in his palm, and raised his chin slightly.

"Yes."

Zhan Taiyi immediately understood, turned around and grabbed Olimar's hair, and dragged him on the ground like a dead pig.

"My minister retire."

After he finished speaking, he dragged the Olimar man all the way, and dragged him out of the dark cabin hall, leaving Cang alone, sitting on his throne and thinking.

The high door installed at the stern of the ship behind him slammed shut, Zhan Tai glanced back, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and changed into an impatient and disgusted expression the next second.

"Damn it, I guess this Cang is not far from crazy, another failure..."

He frowned and thought for two seconds, looked up at the distant sky, and murmured:
"Forget it, if Gu Ya can succeed, there is no need for Cang. If Cang can succeed, Gu Ya can be handed over to Wang Ting even if she fails. No matter what..."

Zhan Taiyi's eyes moved a little bit, as if a trace of deep hatred and sorrow had been dyed from somewhere, and he looked towards the northeast of the sea.

"No matter what, there will be no existence of Simeng who can ascend to the gods, that's enough."

He clenched his teeth, revealing a somewhat sarcastic, somewhat broken smile.

"Burn it, let Wang Ting hold the god's seat tightly, and burn it to ashes along with this world."

(End of this chapter)