Looking at the empty eyes of the woman on the deck, Hoffa was speechless. It was rare for him to be speechless.
Mary had actually chosen to end her own life the moment he faked his own death.
After a while, he regained his senses and asked in a barely audible voice, "Why didn't you stop her?"
"I thought … I wanted to negotiate with her, but when I heard the gunshot and turned back, it was already …"
As she spoke, Chloe covered her face and wept, "You shouldn't have said those things to her. I told you not to jinx it!!"
“.....”
Hoffa's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He did not know how to explain.
Could he guarantee that he could defeat Dominic, a sorcerer assassin who had been famous for more than thirty years?
Absolutely not. Furthermore, he had countless subordinates around him. It was just that Dominic, who was blinded by jealousy, did not summon them.
Crack.
A cracking sound came from the ice under his feet.
When he turned back to look, the black robes that had left earlier were now appearing from all directions like ghosts. They had already surrounded the lifeboat when the battle started.
There was nothing he could do. He carried Mary and placed her body on the broken ice.
"Let's go. It'll be too late if we don't," he said to Chloe.
However, Chloe did not move.
Hoffa urged, "Hurry up. What are you thinking?"
She still did not move. She bit her lip as if she was thinking about something.
Hoffa was anxious. "You've only known her for three days. You can't be willing to throw your life away for her, right?"
Chloe looked up at his words. She was losing control of her emotions. "You don't care."
"What?"
"You don't care about her life or death. You don't care about anyone else's life. You only care about whether you can go to England."
Hoffa looked at the speedboat that was getting closer and closer. He thought that he had really hit a wall. "… Can we leave first? When we get back, you can blame me however you want."
"I don't blame you, but I want to save her. I promised her that I would take her to England. "
"She's already dead, Chloe!"
"No." Chloe stood up. "I didn't have the time to stop her because I couldn't split myself into two. But I can use my ability. I can go back in time and stop her before she kills herself."
Hoffa was so shocked that his mouth was wide open. He had never expected that Chloe would make such a dangerous decision at such a time.
The surface of the ice shattered into pieces, and the black-robed sorcerers in the distance removed the freezing spell. Hoffa missed a step and lost his balance, half of his body falling into the sea.
He grabbed onto the ice so that he didn't fall into the sea completely.
The temperature quickly rose, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from winter to midsummer.
The blood all over his body dyed the seawater red, and the sharks at the bottom of the sea became restless.
On the ice, Chloe grabbed Hoffa's arm. He thought that she was going to pull him up, but she actually untied the black metal gloves on his arms.
Hoffa turned pale with fright. "Lemmy, I'm warning you, don't complicate matters! The wound on your back is still bleeding, and I'm not in a good state. If we do it again, what if you meet with danger in the space-time turbulence? "
Chloe held the gloves and looked straight into Hoffa's eyes. "I want to know, why are you so eager to send me to England? A person like you shouldn't care about my life or death. "
"I …"
"Say something."
Chloe lay on the ice and looked at him, just like how Jack looked at Rose.
“.....”
Hoffa was speechless. He didn't know how to tell Chloe about the past.
Facing his silence, the nun's eyes were filled with an indescribable sadness. She laughed self-deprecatingly and said in a low voice, "A pitiful person only cares about himself. He will lose his reputation in life, and die twice. From where he appears, he will fall into filthy dust. No one will mourn, revere, or sing his praises."
Click.
A mechanical glove was put on Chloe's wrist.
The needle spun rapidly.
Magic power flowed into her body, and her eyes turned pure white. Her face was filled with pain, and this pain was even more intense than when Hoffa dug out the eyes on her back.
Intense magic power swept across the sea.
But this time, Hoffa didn't feel the power of a door key. Instead, he felt an endless pressure. It was as if someone had smashed his chest with a sledgehammer. His chest felt tight and his breathing became short.
"Damn it!"
He couldn't care less about the terrifying threat of death brought by the time flare. He clung onto the ice surface with difficulty and climbed out of the sea. He reached out and grabbed Chloe's wrist, forcefully dragging her onto the lifeboat.
Even if they fell into the space-time turbulence, he couldn't let her go alone.
Just as he reached the deck, an intense and deep spiritual pressure came out of nowhere, and he fell onto the deck. His ears were filled with a strange echo. It was distant and lonely, as low as infrasonic waves.
"Wuuu …"
On the surface of the sea, a thick white mist floated up from an unknown place. This thick mist was like the most serious haze in Beijing in the future, causing people to be unable to see anything clearly. Even Crowley's face, which was right in front of him, could not be seen clearly.
Something was approaching. It was indescribably huge. It came from the farthest edge of the world that he knew or could imagine. That thing was touching his soul and invading his mind.
"Wuuu …"
The sound was a little louder, as if crying and complaining.
Hoffa's consciousness started to blur. He could only grab Chloe's wrist and pray that she would still be by his side when the space-time turbulence ended.
.....
.....
The fog on the surface of the sea was thick. Manse Muller stood on the deck of the cruiser Scharnhorst, his brows furrowed. The sudden fog was unexpected.
He turned around and picked up the pager. "What happened?"
"Dominic was killed. His head was chopped off," someone shouted from the pager.
"Don't worry about Dominic. Find Lemour first."
"I understand, but, but we … we encountered the fog." There was static noise coming from the pager. The signal was very unstable.
"Where's Lemour? Did you catch her?"
"She and Bach disappeared into the fog. We're hesitating if we should go in."
"What are you thinking? Bring Lemour back at all costs." Manse was rarely excited.
"Yes … Wait, did you hear that, Colonel?" "Yes."
"Hear what?"
"A strange sound, like … like a whale singing … Ugh … Ah!!"
Accompanied by a cry of surprise, the sound in the pager completely turned into the sound of disorderly electric current.
"Hello!"
"Hello!?"
He called out twice.
There was no answer.
Manse put down the pager with a frown.
Beside him, Black Robe was worried. "What happened, Colonel?"
He didn't say anything. After thinking for a while, he began to give orders in a steady voice.
"Dominic is dead. Take over this ship. Kill anyone who resists. Also, take everyone in the small cargo ship in front hostage. Don't let anyone escape. "
.....
.....
The sea breeze blew through the holes in the corals and rocks, making strange and strange sounds. The distorted sunlight shone on the beach through the gray clouds.
The lifeboat was stuck in the sand at an angle. A young man clenched his fist and collapsed on the deck of the lifeboat. He went from being motionless to twitching. God knows how long had passed.
During this time, the sun didn't set at all.
Hoffa didn't know how long he had been unconscious.
But he felt like it had been a long time. When he woke up, his whole body felt like it had been run over by a road roller. His bones were cracking.
He didn't dare to move. First, he lay there quietly, making sure that his limbs and other parts of his body were not injured. Then, he struggled to sit up bit by bit.
His head was still a little dizzy. The air was filled with the smell of rotten seaweed. His ears were filled with the sound of waves hitting the deck. Other than that, he couldn't feel anything else.
He only remembered the last thing he remembered before he fainted: Chloe wanted to save his new friend, Mary, and didn't hesitate to use his ability to distort time and space again.
Did he transmigrate again?
He unbuttoned his clothes and checked his chest and arms.
As expected, his magic gloves were taken away by Chloe. However, the terrifying transparent flare didn't appear. This made him relieved and confused at the same time.
His body didn't crystallize. Did Chloe not bring him into the turbulence of time and space? He clearly used all his strength to grab her hand before he fainted …
This news seemed to be even more terrifying than entering the space-time turbulence. If he lost her, in this turbulent era, who knew if he could still find her.
He immediately climbed up from the boat. His movement accidentally tore open his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.
As expected, the lifeboat was empty. He was the only one on it.
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