I loaded the gods module

Chapter 161

"Okay~ no~ talk~ ah~"

The young man standing on the gazebo let out a long sigh, and Ron leaned on the mast, staring blankly at the distant scenery.

Although thick dark clouds and sticky fog have always been the background color of seven-masted sailing ships, today's sunshine is particularly fierce. The flying Black Pearl is sailing above the sea of ​​white clouds, and the blue sky is embraced by the blue curtain. the whole world.

Since leaving the capital of the Holy Emperor, the night watchman's field duties have become completely idle.

Although they have become employees of the Deep Sea Company, Captain David has no intention of letting Ron and Adolf off the ship.

The immortal deep-sea ghost asked about the approximate location of the Yongyao Kingdom, and the seven-masted sailing ship embarked on a journey to a foreign country.
The black crow hovered above the young man's head, unconsciously, the night watchman looking at the sea of ​​clouds fell into deep thought.

It has to be said that as a member of the Night Watchman, Ron's mission this time was extremely thrilling. Although he didn't have to fight the black plague with his compatriots, this trip almost cost Ron his life.

The king's messenger, the black dragon, the ghost captain, the priest, the soul curled up in the cocoon of faith, the cannibal king, and the Holy Light Pope of the Sacred Heart rank...

Crazy gigantic star planes, ubiquitous eyeball arms...

It's really exciting to think about it... I didn't even have room to breathe...

All kinds of scenes flashed in Ron's mind, and the night watchman couldn't help expressing his thoughts.

But...why do I get a strange sense of fullness?

This idea has always been reverberating in the young man's heart. Obviously, now is a good time to enjoy the comfort, but he can't cheer up his spirit no matter what.

In a daze, Ron couldn't help recalling the black curse of flesh and blood again.

Maybe that's what contributed to the negative character of the young man. He danced tirelessly on the tip of the knife, just to forget the nightmare that followed behind him.

"Mother... I think I've always been afraid to face it..."

The young man stroked the black pendant hanging on his chest, his gaze was a little downcast: "When you fell into the cauldron of the abyss and turned into firewood, everyone was singing about the bravery and fearlessness of the 'Witch of the Crow'..."

Ron murmured: "You...would you be disappointed by my cowardice?"

"You kid, are you thinking about the past again?"

At this moment, Adolf's voice instantly pulled Ron's thoughts back. He turned his head and saw the old man with white beard and white hair climbing up the watchtower at some point.

"Here, go on."

The captain of the night watchman threw over an open wine bottle, and Ron took it, and the pungent and mellow smell immediately filled the air.

"Captain, it's the duty period now."

Ron laughed: "How can you drink casually?"

"I did this with Captain Davy's permission."

Adolf took a sip of strong wine into his mouth, and the old man's nose turned red instantly: "You need to relax and relax, Ron."

"I've been relaxing."

The young man also took a sip of alcohol, and a warm feeling burned from his throat to the bottom of his heart, and the world in front of Ron became a little hazy.

"In other words, you have to give people some time to be alone, captain."

Ron sighed deeply: "Whenever I want to think about some important things in life, you will always appear in time, and then unreasonably give me a bunch of stinky and long life principles."

"You fart less."

Adolf snapped back angrily: "My advice is all based on experience summed up over the years, and it is your honor to share it with you!"

"Yes, yes, my beloved Captain, I will immediately record your words and recite them day and night."

Just when Ron took another sip of his drink and was about to perfunctory, the dragon helmsman who controlled the rudder suddenly shouted.

"Hey! The sailboat is about to sink!"

Angelo waved his arms: "Both of you! Hold the mast up!"

"Roger that!"

Ron also gave a loud drink. The young man put down the bottle, and smiled proudly at the old man: "What a coincidence, it seems that the small talk has come to an end. Captain, I will listen to your experience next time."

"Then you're out of luck..."

Adolf shook his head. Before the old man could finish his sentence, the flying Black Pearl plunged headlong into the sea of ​​clouds. Soon, the sailboat cleared the clouds and mist, and the sight of the land came into the eyes of the two night watchmen.

The thick mountains undulated each other, and Ron realized that he was close to his hometown.

The raised forest below the seven-masted sailing ship is the border between Saffron and Eternal Glory.

The giant trees hundreds of meters high are connected to each other, and the lush ancient trees almost cover the ground. Although the climate at this time is gradually advancing towards severe winter, the leaves of the trees still have not faded their autumn colors.

So the whole world turned into pure gold.

All the golden fallen leaves were carried into the sky by the swirling wind, and the whole world was rained with golden leaves.

"No wonder the map calls this area 'the land of golden rain'."

The seven-masted sailboat was bathed in the golden rain and continued to move forward. Adolf sighed sincerely: "Don't you think the scenery is beautiful?"

"I really don't know if it's beautiful or not, please forgive my boring aesthetic, Captain."

Ron stared at the dead fish and shouted: "I just know we have to sweep the deck again!"

But at the moment when Adolf was about to respond, the expressions of the two of them froze suddenly, because a certain extremely familiar chill suddenly hit and took away all their senses.

The two night watchmen coincidentally stared at the border line under their feet, and the night watchman who was good at observing saw it immediately...

——The piece of black flesh that surged over.

All the living things are screaming, the predators are whimpering, and the birds are falling, as if the actual nightmare is moving forward gracefully.

Ron's expression turned cold in an instant. He drew out his jackknife and lantern, and the fire of dawn was blazing.

He saw those dark flesh and blood plagues slowly crossing the border, and the will from the starry sky was gradually advancing towards the land of Saffre.

Looking down from a high altitude, the shape of the surging Kuroshio is like a black chess piece.

It was a 'soldier'.

It is also a warning from the starry sky to the gods who have destroyed the will of the Holy Light.

After the holy light that revered the starry sky withdrew from the stage of Savola, the will of the stars finally showed its black fangs called corruption to this ownerless country.

The black plague has arrived.

Immediately afterwards, they heard the sound of Captain Davy being loaded.

(End of this chapter)