Silent Crown Chapter 565: The day of sailing
Six days later, on the cliff outside the workshop.
The workshop expanded to twice its original size. Those three-meter-long copper nails were deeply riveted into the rock, dragging the criss-crossing steel cables, intertwined into a net, and the bulging black felt Chained in it.
From top to bottom, it looks like a monster caught in a snare.
The thick felt cloth resembles a giant's chest cavity, swelling and shrinking with the waves in the distance. It is breathing, and it emits a low echo from the depths of the darkness, spreading to all directions.
There was a constant roar from it.
"Fixed bolt number one, cut it off!"
Boom!
"No. 2 fixing bolt, cut off!"
Boom!
……
After the successive fixing bolts were blown off, there was a scalp-numbing steel rubbing sound, and countless steels seemed to collide with each other in the hands of giants, playing a maddening loud noise.
The gray-black felt cloth under the steel cable seems to have turned into a monster’s womb, giving birth to terrifying embryos with difficulty. Under the alchemist’s "delivery", the thing that is about to be born screamed. , Burst out the neigh of a billowing tsunami.
On the cliff, Igor sat where he was, letting the rain fall on his face, his eyes red and bloodshot.
I don’t know how long it has been since he took a bath. He exudes a strange stench, his hair is disheveled and formed into strands. The grease that has condensed on it isolates the rain, and is not smoothed by the rain. It's going to be up.
He no longer looked like a decent man, but took off his coat and changed back to the appearance of a pirate. Drinking the Tibetan wine from the Ministry of Faith and looking down at the workshop below, the red eyes became fierce like a wolf.
Behind him, Ye Qingxuan's figure appeared silently.
"The finishing touches have been completed."
He looked at Igor: "Now is the final inspection stage. It will be launched in a while. You really have to go and see?"
"I..."
Igor opened his lips and mumbled a few times, and his tongue stuck out from the blistering corner of his mouth, licking the salty and cold rain. The anxious breath in his chest spurted out of his mouth and nose, turning into a diffuse mist.
"I was looking forward to it a few days ago. I was very excited and couldn't fall asleep..." He stretched out his hand, scratching his tight hair, his voice hoarse: "But I'm going to see it now, and I was suddenly a little scared.
It's like a child is about to be born.
You handed this child to me, I don't know... if I am qualified to drive it. "
Ye Qingxuan patted him on the shoulder: "Then you should take a bath and get a good night's sleep. I don't want to cause my boat to be silent just after launching on the rocks because of lack of sleep."
Igor shook his head: "Only staying here can calm me down."
His pupils lifted up, staring at the silent black sea in the distance.
"I am much better now, sir."
He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Don't worry about me, I won't let you down."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, but did not leave. Instead, he took out a wooden box from his pocket.
"Do you smoke?"
That was the cigarette he bought when he was in the holy city.
Ye Qingxuan usually doesn't smoke very much. This box of exquisitely crafted high-quality cigarettes is still half full, but after such a long time, after being exposed to damp, the taste may not be much better.
"Thank you."
Igor took it, and skillfully pulled out a thin iron rod from his boots, rubbed it **** the keychain, sparks jumped from the corners of the keychain, and lit the special ignition rod.
Five fingers together, protecting the faint flame to the lips, and the cigarette is ignited.
Looking at his movement, Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows:
"What is that?"
"This?"
Igor extinguished the flame on the short rod and shook it towards Ye Qingxuan, showing him the scratches on it that had been rubbed over the years: "The ignition rod made by the alchemist is the relic of my former captain.
Before the'clean fire source' was invented, it was popular among pirates, but it has long since been eliminated. You probably haven't seen it before. "
"Indeed."
"This thing is actually not very easy to use. Sometimes it is easy to cause fires, especially on the pirate’s broken ship. There are equipment that has been in disrepair everywhere. If a fire occurs, the entire ship will be in danger."
Igor chuckled: "At that time, only the captain was qualified to carry fire on the ship. In addition to dinner, the sailors could only eat cold food. Whoever dares to play with fire will be hung on the rails. Sun died.
At that time, every day before dinner, everyone would gather at the bow of the ship. The cook waited with firewood in his hand. The captain was smoking his rotten cigarette, walking over with his newly polished shiny boots, pulled it out of the boot, and swiped the knife... the fire was lit. , Like a miracle!
That was when he was most proud of every day.
I was standing in the corner at the time, looking at the captain’s appearance. I was mad with envy. I don’t know how many times I quietly imitated it. I imagined that I could drive a big boat one day and take my sailor to stand. On the deck, wearing new boots and new clothes, enjoying their awe eyes..."
Ye Qingxuan looked at the scratched iron rod at his fingertips: "Later your captain gave it to you?"
"No."
Igor grinned: "I stole it."
"..."
"At that time, the captain was very angry when he found it was gone. He couldn't find the thief, so he hung everyone up and drew 30 whips, including me."
He opened his neckline and showed Ye Qingxuan the remaining scars on his shoulders: "Later, the captain suspected that he was the first mate, so he chopped off the first mate's hand. In the evening, the first mate and the sailor rushed into the captain's room. When he came out, I changed to a new captain.
But he was killed by another group before his iron hook was finished...
Pirates are always like this. People don’t like to tell jokes about each other. They **** the things they like, steal them if they don’t get them, or hang them on the mast if they miss them.
I have been accustomed to this set since I was a kid, and until I was a teenager, I didn't know what'money' was for-you see, I did it myself, and I had enough food and clothing. "
Ye Qingxuan shrugged, "The pirate education method is really different."
"I have no choice."
Igor shrugged: "To be honest, I would also like to dress up like a noble master and play small tunes, but unfortunately, when I was a baby, I was thrown into a wooden barrel for pirates. Get up.
Growing up at sea and being raised by a group of criminals and gays, the milk I drank was squeezed out of the captain’s sheep. The first thing I learned was to curse...
I was very thin, short, hunched back, big and small eyes...Before I was twelve, I had no name, and others called me deformed. But this is normal. You can't expect any love from a pirate den, right? "
"En."
Igor laughed, and squinted his eyes at the rain-drenched cigarette, looking at the dead sea in the distance.
"The only one who loves me is it."
Ye Qingxuan was silent.
"The sea kept me alive, sir."
Igor pinched the cigarette: "Leave it and I am nothing. It gives me a place to stay and allows me to create some trivial value.
To be honest, this feeling is very annoying. It's like a child who was sold and raised by a bitch, and didn't even have the courage to run away from home.
But after a long time, you will get used to it.
——No matter if it is dirty or not, ugly or not, you have to love it. "
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and sighed in a low voice: "I have to say, I am now a little used to your strange metaphor, Captain."
"No way, after all, there is no culture."
Igor threw the empty bottle down, staring at the dead sea, and then asked: "Is it really alive, sir? Everyone told me that it was alive."
"It depends on how you think about the concept of'alive'. For ordinary people, if the heart is still beating and the brain is still working, it can be called alive.
Human beings are still alive, then his body is alive, with limbs and a hundred skeletons, hair and nails all having life-even if the human body is essentially no different from other substances. "
"What about ordinary people?"
Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment and said: "In a sense, musicians are different from ordinary people. You can regard them as a musician with an extra organ called'ether'-at the same time, the life of a musician will also be expressed in Here.
For a distorted musician, the whole body is a hundred feet long and the music theory is the extension of the body. For natural disasters, the extension and radiation of the "self" will only be more exaggerated.
At least humans have never been able to calculate the limit volume of natural disasters.
For Leviathan, the ocean is its territory, all sea water is its body, and it is the ruler of the ocean. This is the theory of music written into the great source.
It hasn't fully come to life yet, the ocean you see is just its dream. "
"So, is it really alive?"
Igor understood, turned his head, stared at the dark and silent sea in the distance, and shook his head: "But seeing it alive makes me sad, it's too desolate.
Clearly came alive, but it seemed to be dead. "
"Sayed the child's words for a long time."
Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, stuffed the cigarette case into his pocket, and finally patted him on the shoulder: "You are past the age of talking about'love', Igor, if there is an audience, it must be I won't like it.
So, stop thinking about these things. After smoking these cigarettes, give me a bath obediently, and then look at my boat like a man. "
"If you really love it..."
Ye Qingxuan paused, looked at Igor's eyes, and told him:
"——Then kill it and let it come to life again."
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On the coast, in the cold rain, a young man in a black poncho ran forward.
His lips were whitish in the cold night, the lenses of his glasses were covered with water droplets, and there was a statistics sheet on the board in his hand. A few steps away from Ye Qingxuan, he raised his sleeve to wipe off his nose, and then submitted the report:
"Your Excellency, all the things have been moved, the inspection is complete, there is a small problem with the keel, but Bishop Carol guarantees that it will be done within an hour."
"Then go and prepare."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand and threw the report into the sea: "The last break time is over, friends, in an hour, we will go to the battlefield. Whether we succeed or not, we will not come back again."
The young man nodded and ran away.
Ye Qingxuan stood on the beach, waiting in silence, the sound of steel roaring from a distance. The tower crane loaded the last supplies into the ship. Since then, the fortress has become empty, and all meaningful things will be taken away by the members of the Faith Department and left with Ye Qingxuan.
When the last flame went out, Ye Qingxuan turned his head and looked behind him through the rain curtain.
In the cold drizzle, the priests dressed in red stood respectfully in the silt, and the rain fell into the mud along their robes, reverberating with faint ripples.
They are silent, like ghosts, holding high the banner of the burning holy emblem, like a quiet flame burning in the rain.
Aware of Ye Qingxuan’s gaze, they bowed their heads respectfully, and the white aura like a soul spewed out of their mouth and nose with their breathing, gathered in one place, and rose to the sky. It was the curls rising from the embers of flames. White smoke.
A total of 1,041 people.
Two hundred and thirty apprentices.
Four hundred witches' hammer knights.
One hundred and thirty purification musicians.
One hundred and ninety organ players.
……
This is all Ye Qingxuan's followers, the only thing he can master in this world.
"The time has come, sir."
Shi Dong walked out of the crowd, knelt on one knee, and offered his saber with both hands: "Please give your order."
In the turbulence of the ripples of the water, a deep echo came, and everyone followed Shi Dong, kneeling to the ground, waiting for Ye Qingxuan's words.
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, looking at the long sword that Shi Dong presented with both hands, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
In a trance, he seemed to see Hermes staring at him in the distance, with those dead spirits, with a mocking smile as always, whispering in his ear:
"Every wrong path starts here."
So Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing.
The world has been on the wrong path long enough.
Now is the time to change.
Starting from this day.
From now on.
He stretched out his hand, clenched the hilt, and held it high.
The blade cut through the rain, and there was a long lingering sound.
The illusions dissipated, and the spirits left the world.
The light of the flame lit up from the rain.
"Remember today, gentlemen!"
In the burning glow of the holy belt, he made a voice: "The Inquisition, rebuild today!"
"Today, we rise again in the quagmire of pain, embarrassment and embarrassment. On the tortured and bumpy road, we have never lost the dream and soul we cherished."
"Now, we are going to tell everyone--the sinners, the hesitators, and the noble men...We never died, we are back!"
He raised the burning holy band in his hand and declared to them:
"I promise in the name of God that what you do is the righteousness of the world, what you hold is the sacred crown, and what you usher in is noble justice!"
In the burning light, countless people responded in unison:
"Your Excellency, all the glory of the world will go to you!"
So the sea and the sky are turbulent.
The magnificent roar burst out from a distance.
Amidst the loud noises of countless tremors, what was heard was a shrill, earth-shattering scream.
Countless copper nails wedged into the stone made a sharp sound, rubbed against the iron stone, burst out sparks, were pulled out of the rock by the tight steel cable, shattered the air, and screamed one after another.
Among the countless broken things, the behemoth tore the nest that gave birth to it~IndoMTL.com~ broke through the layers of gray-black felt cloth, tore all the steel cables, and crushed all the fixed rivets. Shattered, bathed in cold rain, breaking into the sea and the sky.
It was a jaw-dropping warship.
The whistle burst into the sea, and the warship rushed into the sea, setting off a hurricane, smashing the dead waves, and the scales covering the ship’s side cut through the reefs and dams like a blade, and hit the dam at the exit of the haven Sailed into the ocean amidst the roar.
Above the bow of the ship, the scorching flames of the ether furnace burned in the pale giant snake skull, releasing a dazzling glow. Just moving forward slightly, gales and huge waves were set off.
That is the nightmare and calamity of returning, the nomadic mountain!
The monsters created by this world are finally born in this world.
"Let's go, my friends."
Ye Qingxuan smiled at the sea of no light:
"——One day, we will use the torture frame to ignite the world!" (To be continued.)