Chapter 285: Deep-sea Floating Coffin

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About half a month ago.

Less than twenty-four hours after the Emperor and War God Wang Lin Xuanyuan left the United States, the Morgan Family's famous voyage cruise ship King set off from Gotham Harbor and sailed straight into the Atlantic Ocean.

The King was a famous cruise ship of the Morgan Clan. Ever since the Morgan Clan dominated the Skull and Bones Society, Josh Morgan had held several plenary meetings of the Skull and Bones Society aboard the King Clan. It could be said that countless resolutions that could affect the economic vessels of America and even the world had been issued from the King Clan.

This was an unparalleled honor.

The United States, and even the upper echelons of America, saw the Morgan family cruise ship King as a symbol of honor.

The cruise ship King was built at a cost of US $860 million and was put into operation nine years ago. It was 360 meters long and had a displacement of 146,000 tons. The ship had two decks 2,600 meters long and could accommodate 4,500 passengers and more than 1,000 crew members.

All kinds of entertainment facilities are available on the King, well-designed, luxurious, including 1,700 rooms, Eighty-eight of these suites with viewing decks are undoubtedly for skeletal leaders, Five restaurants, 13 fashionable bars, five whirlpools and four swimming pools, two of which have sliding glass roofs. Although the cruise ship has been in use for nearly 10 years, it is still the largest cruise ship within the Skull and Bones Society, one of the most famous cruise ships in the world, and even has the reputation of being a water shrine.

The King's voyage this time was extremely low-key, and it could even be said to be rushed.

Before many American dignitaries could react, the King had already left Gotham Harbor. No one knew how many people were aboard the King, nor did anyone know its destination. In the minds of countless people, he had already walked farther and farther in the Atlantic Ocean, eventually deviating from all the known routes.

All the way to the Atlantic Ocean.

On the fifth day of its voyage, the King encountered a storm from the deep sea for the first time.

The storm was exceptionally fierce, and the wind had reached level 11.

Strong winds and torrential rain, lightning and thunder.

Fortunately, the captain of the King, who had served in the U.S. Navy until his retirement due to injuries, was experienced and all the sailors were well trained. In the end, the King managed to survive the storm and avoid a shipwreck.

The thirteenth day of the voyage.

A group of pirates roaming the depths of the ocean all year round discovered the luxurious King, which was sailing on the surface of the Atlantic Ocean.

Far away from any country, without a warship, a luxurious cruise ship.

The pirates were like lechers who saw naked beauties, Without the slightest hesitation, he pounced forward. Dozens of pirate ships excitedly surrounded the King, The fools on a cruise ship of this scale knew that the people above were either rich or expensive. The pirates did not know why these noble lords would run to such a remote place regardless of safety, but they knew that this was a piece of fat meat that was hard to find for a hundred years. Not to mention the hostages on the ship, even the cruise ship itself could be considered a great harvest.

More than 30 pirate ships of all sizes surrounded the King.

No surrender, no fear, no negotiation.

War broke out without warning.

Before all the pirates could react, the King had suddenly turned into a hedgehog. Dozens of cannons rose up from the deck of the King, and missiles unscrupulously dragged their tail flames, striking the nearby sea surface.

On the King, the noble ladies and beauties that the pirates had imagined would be enough for them to vent their anger for a long time did not appear. Groups of American navy soldiers armed with guns and uniforms charged out, firing mercilessly at a group of pirates who were at a loss.

Almost every bullet embodied its value to the greatest extent.

Blood quickly dyed the nearby sea red. Scarlet rose and fell along with the tide. The soldiers who opened fire all had extremely cold expressions. The hands holding the guns did not tremble at all. They changed their formations, searched for cover, switched bullets, and slaughtered silently. There was no hysterical madness or violence.

In their eyes, killing people was like a normal job.

This was definitely an elite that could pick one in a hundred.

Every single one of them.

At this moment, the number of soldiers standing on the deck had easily broken through two thousand.

The war ended in less than half an hour.

Thousands of pirates were buried in the sea, and all the pirate ships were destroyed.

Without stopping, the King continued on to its destination in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.

The so-called destination, even the ship's commanders weren't very clear about what kind of place it was. They only had a relatively primitive sailing coordinate and could receive some of the simplest signals to confirm the location of the destination.

After traveling on the sea for more than ten days, the only thing they were sure of was that they had not taken the wrong path.

The destination was still ahead.

Keep sailing.

Everything was a vast ocean. Under the slightly gloomy sky, the distant sea was suffused with a trace of gloomy black. Looking into the distance, one could see that the Tianshui line of sight was no longer a pleasant scenery, but a kind of fear that was so deep that it was almost desperate.

It's close to the heart of the Atlantic Ocean.

There weren't any countries or islands around, only the rising and falling ocean.

The enormous King looked like a tiny, negligible speck of dust from afar.

The day passed.

The night passed.

Gale, rain, lightning, thunder, sunshine.

To have great ambitions!

The seventeenth day of the voyage.

The wind is gentle and sunny.

Senior Rear Admiral Lawrence stood on the deck of the USS King and frowned as he watched the boundless ocean.

General Lawrence was one of the leaders of the U.S. Marine Corps, Actually, the head of the naval theater in the U.S. Secret Service, The composition of the U.S. Navy's special service station area was relatively simple, but its strength was very strong. They had selected elites from the elite Marine Corps for training and selection. After a brutal elimination, the remaining people would enter the Navy's special service station area. All the members were elites among the elites.

The Navy Secret Service Theatre has a full complement of five hundred members.

This time, not only did General Lawrence bring all his squad over, he also sent another 800 people from the Marine Corps.

This was half of the power on the King's ship.

The other half was made up of 1,000 elites drawn from the Skull and Bones Society, and the commander was Yaheng Morgan of the Morgan Family.

The two groups of people aboard the King and going deep into the Atlantic Ocean had already shown the Skull and Bones Society's attitude towards advancing and retreating together with the U.S. Government.

"Sir General, if everything goes well, we will probably arrive at our destination in three days. This damn place is terrible. Only barbarians can survive here."

As Lawrence frowned and pondered, a voice sounded beside him, filled with helplessness and dissatisfaction.

"Savage?"

Lawrence looked at the tall figure beside him and smiled faintly. "But they're safe enough here, aren't they?" He said noncommittally. This sea area is shockingly scarce in resources. There are no important routes along the way. Furthermore, we are in this deep sea area. If we did not have clear navigation coordinates, I'm afraid we would not have come to this place even in a few decades. Ya Heng, do you have any opinion? "

"This is a group of monsters."

Ya Heng, the other commander of the King, rubbed his nose and expressed his opinion. He was extremely tall and sturdy, not common even in the Americas. He was at least 2.2 meters tall and weighed around 300 pounds, making him stand there like a small mountain with an astonishing aura.

With Josh Morgan hiding his X-class skills and Hans dying in battle, Yaheng, who had six X-class targets, could be said to be the sharpest weapon of the Skull and Bones Association. He was known as the Bear King. Although he was not an X-class expert, his strength was almost as strong as Williams, the dead Strength King.

At this moment, this big man who looked more like a wild beast than a human stood on the deck, his eyes sparkling and his tone exceptionally calm. "This is definitely not their base. I prefer this to be their base, an external contact point, isn't it?" Their headquarters will definitely be even more remote. It's truly shocking. Such a remote place actually gave birth to an organization like the Eye of Horus. I always thought that the headquarters of this organization was in Egypt. It seems that I was wrong. This group of monsters had been hiding all along, but now, they suddenly appeared in a high profile. There must be a conspiracy. Such a hidden organization in the deep sea, hey, I believe they lack everything, but the last thing they lack is patience. They can only show that these people are strong enough and have absolute confidence in what they need to do. "General, to be honest, I don't agree with the Skull and Bones Society's tentative contacts or cooperation with the U.S. Government. Every time I think about it, I feel like the upper echelons of the U.S. Government and the Skull and Bones Society are digging their own grave."

"The country needs strength."

Lawrence said indifferently, his eyes obscure.

"But I feel that these people need the country more."

Ya Heng shrugged and narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he sneered, "And from the point of view of need, I think the royal emperor needs more strength than we do. But General, look what the emperor has done." The Emperor faced the thirteen X-class experts, Without the slightest consideration for affection, Killing twelve X-class warriors directly broke off with this bunch of lunatics, "General, I don't have too many vulgar nationalist plots, so I'm more willing to rationally analyze this matter. I don't think that the Emperor's massacre in the United States was intended to demonstrate, and the warning was more intentional. Unfortunately, some people are destined to not understand the Emperor's intentions. They actually accepted Red Robes. How stupid of a decision is that?"

"Ya Heng, this is not something we should discuss. Our mission this time is very simple. It is to return the things that belong to the Eye of Horus to them. That's all."

Lawrence touched his pocket, took out a pack of American cigarettes, lit one, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself, "I hope everything goes well."

"General."

A close aide from the Navy's Secret Service Theatre quickly walked over, approached the deck, and stood beside Lawrence, whispering, "According to the King's radar surveillance map, there is a very large deep-sea whirlpool 50 nautical miles away. It is nearly 40 kilometers in diameter. For safety's sake, we should immediately turn around this area and continue onwards."

While sailing, The deep-sea whirlpool was a headache for everyone. Especially when faced with a whirlpool that was so huge that it could be detected by radar, no one would ignore it. Once the whirlpool was completely formed, a single movement would be enough to cause a disaster in the nearby sea area. The King was large enough, but no one dared to take risks in the face of a huge whirlpool that was tens of kilometers in diameter.

"Take a detour?"

Lawrence's expression changed slightly.

"That's the only way, General. Although it will lengthen our voyage by about twenty-four hours, all the supplies on board are sufficient. I'm firmly opposed to adventure."

His trusted aides said respectfully, but their expressions were very resolute.

Ya Heng, who was standing at the side, cursed inwardly. However, he did not say anything else. The Hollywood actress who had just been nurturing him for a few days had appeared in his mind. After sailing on the sea for so many days, Ya Heng missed that fiery and enchanting body very much. When he heard that the sailing time was even longer, he immediately felt a little impatient.

"Go around!"

Lawrence pondered for a moment, deliberately ignoring Aheng's gloomy expression and giving an extremely decisive order.

He walked back to the captain's room and looked at the radar screen.

In front of the picture, a red dot was flickering quietly, faintly discernible.

That's their destination.

The twentieth day of the voyage.

After carefully bypassing a large area of reefs, the radar surveillance map clearly showed that the King was less than a kilometer away from its destination.

The ocean rose and fell.

It rained continuously.

Thunder and lightning flashed.

In the dim and gloomy night sky, the King slowly advanced. Almost everyone gathered on the deck and looked at their destination from afar.

It was a ridiculously small island compared to Wang Yang.

The island was only a few dozen square kilometers in area, floating on the surface of the sea, as if a huge wave was enough to completely overturn it.

At this moment, everyone's line of sight was brightly lit, illuminating the surrounding darkness. In the line of sight of Lawrence and Ahern, a huge flag slowly rose from the center of the island.

It was like a totem portrait.

The image of a giant soaring into the sky.

Lawrence narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to stop the ship.

Within a dangerous distance of five hundred meters, neither side acted rashly.

In the end, a few simple flags were sent out from the island. Soon after, dozens of charge boats probed and approached the King.

Lawrence silently waved his hand.

The King trembled slightly and an opening appeared in the cabin.

One lifeboat after another was put into the deep sea aboard the King.

There was not a single person on the lifeboat.

On each lifeboat, there was a creepy coffin!

Twelve coffins staggered on the lifeboat, floating in the direction of the charge boat.

The sky was gloomy, the rain was cold, the ocean was undulating, and the coffins were floating on the surface of the sea.

Everything was indescribably strange.

On the King, thousands of people were silent.

The lifeboat and the charge boat quickly approached.

The twelve coffins remained motionless on the lifeboats. Each coffin had a name engraved on it.

Mosa. Alan. Ebry. Amos. Bolton. Christian. Cottorian. Gal. Quincy. Wayne. Woodrow. Sulson.

No last name.

Only names.

Twelve coffins.

Twelve X-class experts.

Twelve paladins.

The soul returned to its homeland.