When they were about 20 nautical miles away from Balan Island, a thick fog suddenly appeared on the sea. It wasn't the usual white fog, but a green fog.
Obviously, the green fog wasn't normal. Qin Lang knew that the fog was poisonous and highly toxic, but it was different from any poisonous fog that Qin Lang had encountered before. The green poisonous fog should be a type of biochemical gas, which meant that it should be a product of technological synthesis.
Biochemical gas originated from Germany and was later developed by Japan and the US. Its lethality became more and more amazing, and it became a highly effective weapon of war. However, if these things weren't controlled well, it would bring a lot of unexpected trouble.
There was a "sarin gas" incident in the subway in Japan, which caused thousands of people to be poisoned and a dozen people to die directly. That was only the tip of the horror of biochemical gas. During World War II, many Hua Xia soldiers died to the gas bombs of Japan.
Now that Balan Island was surrounded by a terrifying poisonous gas, it seemed even more strange.
The poisonous gas was naturally to prevent ordinary people and Hua Xia people from getting close.
It seemed that after the last terrorist incident, the US and Country F once again controlled Balan Island, and their defenses were even tighter.
Qin Lang and An Deford approached Balan Island from the deep sea, so they naturally wouldn't be affected by the poisonous gas.
However, when the two got closer to Balan Island, An Deford and Qin Lang said, "Master, the smell of Hell is even stronger. Did someone open the seal of Hell? That shouldn't be possible. "
"Opened the seal of Hell?" Qin Lang was slightly surprised. "It seems that the US also has some powerful people. They must have some skills to dare open something as evil as the seal of Hell. "
"Master, the situation here isn't right," An Deford said. "The aura of Hell here is too strong. Even a powerful warrior wouldn't be able to resist such a strong aura. Even we — no, even the warriors of the Dark Wizard Legion can't resist such a strong smell of Hell! "
"What are the consequences?" Qin Lang asked.
"Then these people will be corroded by the aura of hell and turn into monsters. Their souls will forever be imprisoned in hell and suffer. This is the cruelest punishment!" Andford's face was filled with horror.
"The cruelest punishment?" Qin Lang said disapprovingly, "I have at least dozens of punishments that are worse than this. If you don't believe me, you can try it. "
"Master, please don't torment me. I know you're here for the power of the Seal of Hell, right? Do you want to borrow the power of Hell to increase your strength? "An Defu asked.
"Looks like you're not that stupid after all." Qin Lang nodded and said, "To me, this hell seal is a treasure, and now I'm here to collect the treasure that belongs to me. I don't care if it's a hell seal or not, as long as it's beneficial to me."
Qin Lang's thinking was simple and straightforward. Whether it was Magic Stones or hell seal, as long as it could be used by him, it was a good thing, and he should make good use of it. Moreover, Balan Island was the military base of the US and the Philippines. It didn't matter for Qin Lang to mess things up here. He wouldn't have any psychological burden at all as long as it was beneficial to him. It didn't matter if there was a flood in the end. It had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, a strange wave of water came, and Qin Lang sensed it.
Even under the water, Qin Lang could always maintain the state of "heart as clear as a mirror, body as clear as a bodhi", so he could sense any changes in the water.
This time, the wave that Qin Lang sensed was not the wave of the big fish. Qin Lang let the Dragon Turtle float slowly in the water, secretly observing all movements around him.
An Defu stood behind Qin Lang, not daring to even breathe loudly.
After a moment, Qin Lang sensed an even stronger wave of water coming from afar. He extended his mental power, and like a radar wave, he sensed something special —
Submarine!
That huge object was actually a submarine!
No, there was more than one! There were actually three!
Of course, this was not a submarine of Hua Xia's military, because Hua Xia's military was very restrained when it came to disputes over borders and maritime boundaries, always adhering to the procedure of "protest and condemnation". Only the Dragon Snake troops dared to draw their swords. If this matter was related to the Dragon Snake troops, there was no way that Qin Lang didn't know.
However, at this moment, Qin Lang suddenly felt like he was being "targeted", as if he was being targeted by the powerful mental power of some masters.
"Hmm? Something's not right! "
Qin Lang sensed something and controlled the Dragon Turtle to dive down.
Boom!
Just as Qin Lang and the Dragon Turtle dived for more than ten meters, a violent wave of water came from above their heads. That was the strong vibration caused by the torpedo breaking through the water —
This bunch of Americans didn't even give a warning sign and directly started fighting. Luckily, Qin Lang had already sensed it.
Whoosh!
He thought that he had already avoided this torpedo, but this thing turned and actually chased after Qin Lang and the Dragon Turtle. It seemed like this thing actually had a tracking device.
It had to be said that the technology of these Americans was really advanced.
An Defu was already scared stiff. With a face full of shock, he said, "That's the Empire's submarine!"
Qin Lang ignored An Defu and threw him into the Ten Thousand Poison Pouch. Then, he continued to dive with the Dragon Turtle. Although the Dragon Tortoise was just a tortoise, it still carried the bloodline of the ancient dragons. It really had the ability to overturn rivers and seas. Faced with the huge water pressure of the deep sea, it was resolute and fearless. It directly shot deeper into the sea like a sharp arrow.
However, the torpedo did not give up and its speed was getting faster and faster, like a maggot on a bone.
The power of technology was indeed not to be underestimated. Qin Lang had to admit this. He knew that if he was hit by this torpedo, he might not be able to withstand it even if he had the Shield of Vigor. This bunch of Americans were really becoming more and more professional in terms of killing weapons. He couldn't help but admire this.
Even the Dragon Turtle could not get rid of this torpedo. Qin Lang could only put the Dragon Turtle into the Ten Thousand Poison Pouch.
At the same time, in the command room of a submarine, someone was reporting to his superior in English, "Sir, the target has suddenly become smaller! The target's heat is also weakening! "
"What exactly is this thing?" an officer asked. "Could it be a sea monster? The speed of deep-sea fishes can't be so fast! "
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