He Comes From the Void

Seeing that the cannonball passed the neighboring ship and hit the target, there was a burst of cheers on the Nether Abyss, and the minions stomped the deck rumbling.

The straddle shooting here is different from the straddle shooting in the usual sense. It does not refer to the pinching method in artillery terminology, but refers to the high angle of shelling, causing the shells to fly above the deck.

Commonly speaking, the straddle is different from the expectations in the heart, and it can be regarded as a derogatory term. But in the case of a ship in the middle, it is necessary to straddle the shot, just like a jumping pole in billiards.

Drizzt didn't fully understand that Planck's gunnery attainments were so high until the moment before the ship was destroyed, and he never failed to shoot within range, otherwise he would never be so stupid as to come up with such a method.

The shell of the Daughter of Death pierced the hull, and a big hole was opened in the deck. combustion.

The mast was broken, and it plunged obliquely into the sea. The huge sail was covered and ignited by the flames on the deck. In an instant, the whole ship burned violently, and gradually collapsed in the flames.

The fire pushed back the sea fog, and the scorched and burning ship materials spread out with the waves. From a distance, it seemed that the sea was burning, and a wave of flames surged.

Drizzt clung to the root of the broken mast to keep himself from sliding down the sloping deck into the flooded cabin, and the thought of falling into the water filled him with panic as he couldn't swim.

The covered sail was burning right above his head, the deadly heat hit his face, and Drizzt's smoked tears flowed down his face. He wanted to escape from this hell at the first moment, but when he saw Graves' shotgun left on the deck and no one was seen, he chose to wait a little longer.

"Malcolm? Are you dead? Tell me if you're dead!" He shouted, and Graves' voice came from below.

"I'm here, buddy!" It turned out that Graves was hanging in the big hole at the end of the sloping deck, because Drizzt couldn't see it because of the angle.

In the cabin below the deck, he grabbed the rope hanging from the deck and was suspended in mid-air. Under the burning water, he also endured the scorching of the flames.

There were messy corpses everywhere. He saw many people struggling in the water and fire, and said angrily: "Damn it, Planck is so ruthless. He even killed his own people. Isn't it just renting a boat to leave Bilgewater?" , it’s not like you won’t return it, what about it?”

"It's too much face, to be honest, I can understand this approach, but I don't agree with it." Drizzt said, looking at the scorched rudder.

At this moment, he still doesn't know that Plank is here for the crown of the abyss, and he thinks that the actions of him and Graves offended Plank and made him feel ashamed.

Things are often not as simple as they appear.

Planck stopped firing after one shot, and Graves wanted to get his shotgun, cursing and asking Drizzt to pull him up quickly.

"What are you still thinking about? Hurry up and pull me up! I'm going to be roasted like a fish!" Graves swung to let Drizzt know which rope he was hanging on.

Drizzt climbed to the other side of the mast and put his feet against it, then lay down on the deck and began to exert himself. Graves was so heavy, he almost exhausted his strength, took two breaths, and it was full of choking smoke.

"If it turns into a dried fish, it must be a dried whale, you sink to death..."

With all his strength, Drizzt finally pulled Graves up to the deck, and the rest of Graves could climb up by himself with the rope.

He rushed straight to Destiny and rescued the big beauty when the fire spread to her. But when he turned his head, he saw that he was lying on the deck and began to slide down.

"Cuizi?"

Graves called out, but Drizzt didn't answer, and slid straight down the deck.

Being too close to the flames made Drizzt dizzy, inhaled a lot of smoke, and then used all his strength on La Graves. Multiple factors caused his body to exceed the load, his eyes went black, and he could no longer Keep your balance and slide off the deck.

Plop——

The sound of falling into the water came from below, and there was no doubt that Drizzt had fallen into the water.

With Destiny in one hand, Graves slid down the rope with the other, gliding to the edge of the deck to check.

Drizzt was gone, and the sea was full of flames and burning driftwood, like a fire stirring in Graves's heart.

He knew Drizzt couldn't swim, and he hadn't even laughed at him about it, but now it was the reason he had to save him.

The choice of saving or not flashed through his mind.

Drizzt would drown if he didn't save him, and being drowned as a river wanderer was a big joke, but Graves didn't think it was funny at the moment.

If he is saved, he will have to break up with fate. Like Drizzt, this gun is not waterproof, and it will break if it enters water. And this is what he uses to protect himself, he is nothing without a gun.

It took Graves only half a second to make a decision. He took a deep breath, let go of the rope and jumped into the water, and fate sank with him.

Pure men are the most loyal, you can change the gun if it is gone, but there is only one brother!

A slam fell into the water, and the chaotic music of wood splintering, sail tearing, and terrified and wailing stopped abruptly in Graves' ears. In his ears, he could only hear his heart beating wildly like a drum, and there seemed to be a fire in his chest. burn.

Bright flames on the sea lit the bilge bright orange, and he found Drizzt amidst the tangle of corpses. The latter has been awakened from a drowsy state by the sea water, flapping his limbs like a landlubber, with bubbles constantly popping out of his mouth, unable to hold his breath at all.

"You're such a mess struggling in the water," Graves cursed, then swam towards him, arms waving.

He approached from behind, clamped Drizzt's neck with his strong arms, and then kicked his legs hard on the bottom of the cabin, dragging him up to the surface of the sea.

A piece of burnt driftwood floated in front of his eyes, Graves grabbed it and stuffed it under Drizzt's arm, the latter vomited a mouthful of bitter salty seawater, panting and said: "Old man, thanks to you, Otherwise I'd drink too much..."

It was rare for Drizzt to say what was in his heart. To be honest, it was rare. They were always thinking about how to attack each other with dirty words, but this time Graves didn't laugh.

"You're too happy."

He stared at the big hole in the cabin, where Planck's people dived and poured into the cabin one after another. The stairs from the cabin to the deck had already been damaged by shells.

The two of them were trapped in this cabin, and the only exit had been occupied by iron hooks.

They have become the turtle in the urn.