Chapter 1518
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The super yacht was not a small yacht. Although it could be started with a press of a button,
First, they had to inject fuel. Then, the engine would move from slow to fast. This was to protect the yacht's power.
After all, the engine of a super yacht cost at least ten million dollars. It had to be protected and maintained very carefully.
Wen Ke Sieg looked at the Specter Ship, Turin, charging towards them. Her face was pale with fear.
Despair was written all over her face.
She didn't know if she was hallucinating, but Turin wasn't just a ship. Instead, it was a huge skeleton.
"Chen, did I see wrong? That thing looks like a skull?"
Fali's impression was similar to Wenke Sieg's. It looked like a ship, but also like a skull.
"It's over … It's over … It's hopeless …"
The Turin was surrounded by countless unclean sailors.
The souls of the dead at sea were celebrating on the deck.
The Black Spirit Witch was chanting madly.
The Horn of Death sounded again and again, like a mournful song on the sea.
"Chen, what are you waiting for?" Fali said. "The ghost ship is about to hit us."
At the moment, Turin was less than a hundred meters away from Hydra.
Wenke Sieg sat on the deck, paralyzed. She watched Turin crash toward them in despair.
Just then, Chen Zhao took a few steps back.
Wenke Sieg looked at Chen Zhao in confusion.
Was Chen Zhao planning to escape now?
Abandon his woman and his child?
Suddenly, Chen Zhao sped up and dashed out.
Wenke Sieg stared at Chen Zhao with widened eyes.
What a fast speed! What a great jumping force!
Just then, a figure flew up from Turin.
Wenke Sieg recognized the figure. It was Ahlman!
It's over. He's seeking his own death.
Chen Zhao and Ahlman were about to crash into each other.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao reached out with his right arm and grabbed Ahlman's neck.
Then, the two figures fell.
Boom!
With a loud sound, Chen Zhao and Ahlman landed on Turin's bow.
Turin's bow disintegrated. A quarter of the hull collapsed too.
Turin, which had been moving forward rapidly, suddenly stopped.
Shock filled Wenke Sieg's face.
Although they were almost a hundred meters apart, Wen Ke Sieg could still see it clearly.
Chen Zhao stood on the shattered deck of Turin, holding Ahlman's neck with one hand.
On the other hand, the unclean sailors on the Turin seemed to have lost their restraints and began to rampage uncontrollably.
Many unclean sailors rushed to the Hydra.
Wen Ke Sieg immediately prepared for battle.
But just then, nine waves suddenly exploded around the Hydra.
Nine huge snake heads emerged from the water.
Wenke Sieg's jaw dropped, her face full of shock.
Nine-headed Hydra!? The legendary Hydra Hydra?
Is this Turin's trump card?
But the next moment, Wenke Sieg realized something was wrong.
The nine snakeheads that emerged from the water did not attack the Hydra but attacked the approaching unclean sailors.
The nine snake heads sometimes shot out white light, sometimes spat out green poisonous fog, sometimes spat out raging flames, and sometimes let out sharp hisses …
Each head of the Hydra had a single attribute.
Legend has it that the Nine-headed Serpent had an immortal body, and two more heads would grow out once it was chopped off.
Wenke Sieg's face was full of shock.
She suddenly remembered the name of the super yacht: Hydra!
Is it because of this Hydra that this yacht is called the Hydra?
Rumble —
Wenke Sieg looked over and saw Chen Zhao fighting on the Turin.
A beam of white light pierced through the Turin.
Countless evil spirits were annihilated by the white light.
The huge mast was smashed.
The sound of the horn became rapid and disordered.
"Chen, do your best. Sink that ghost ship."
Fali waved her arms and cheered Chen Zhao on.
But her voice clearly could not travel that far.
Wenke Sieg's expression was completely frozen. Disbelief was written all over her face.
Before this, someone had told her that there was someone in the world who dared to charge onto the ghost ship and challenge it alone.
Then, Wenke Sieg would definitely slap the person's face and spit on him. Nonsense.
Moreover, the ghost ship was called Turin, a moving catastrophe.
But now, she had to believe it.
Because there really was such a person.
And he was really going to do it.
Just then, another black shadow appeared under the sea.
A few huge bone spikes appeared from the sea and charged over from the side of the Turin.
Wenke Sieg could not see clearly what it was.
But she knew that it was definitely not an ordinary sea creature.
The shadow under the sea did not completely come out of the water. Instead, it moved past the Turin.
In an instant, the Turin was split in half.
Wen Ke Sieg didn't know what expression she should use to look at the battle.
Because she couldn't understand this battle either.
What was that underwater?
Right now, Chen Zhao was destroying the Turin wantonly.
But Chen Zhao was also in disbelief about the Turin.
This was definitely the most powerful ghost ship Chen Zhao had ever seen.
Even on the day little Larissa was born, the military ghost ship was not as powerful as the Turin.
Ordinary ghost ships were even more incomparable.
Chen Zhao could destroy ordinary ghost ships with a single mouth cannon.
The most evil and craziest evil spirits Chen Zhao had ever seen were gathered here.
Chen Zhao looked up at Atho, who was floating in the air.
Atto the Calamity was holding a horn made of bone fragments in his hands, and he kept blowing the horn.
The sound of the Death Horn was extremely loud. The horn also made the evil spirits on the Turin even crazier.
The horn could also control the Deep Sea Demon Bones underwater.
The terrifying monster burrowed out of the water and used its body to pull the two parts of the ship together so that it would not sink into the water.
Chen Zhao jumped up and grabbed the Death Horn. It seemed that the situation on the Turin was being maintained by this horn.
Chen Zhao took the horn away. Atho was stunned for a moment. The next moment, it pounced at Chen Zhao with its teeth and claws bared.
"Give it back!"
Chen Zhao slapped Atho's face. Atho fell onto the deck.
Chen Zhao looked down at the Turin from above.
Fist shadows! Chen Zhao punched out with both fists. Instantly, thousands of fist shadows descended from the sky.
Each fist shadow was filled with great power.
It didn't matter whether it was the Turin or the evil spirits.
As long as they came into contact with the fist shadows, they would all turn into ashes.
Even the Deep Sea Demon Bones were smashed into pieces by the fist shadows.
Smash, smash, smash, smash! Under the fist shadow, everything was destroyed as easily as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
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