The Cursed Ship

(I forgot the five-fold bonus to the firepower of the spirit boat magic circle, and made a little modification to the description of the power of the two heavy machine guns in the two chapters of Fighting the Flying Demon)

Zheng Yang teleported to the bow deck below, swung his long sword and performed a few tricks, then flashed back to the cockpit in satisfaction.

This sword is dark blue in color and heavier than the patterned steel long sword. Its strength and toughness surpass the patterned long sword in an all-round way. The transmission of spiritual energy is also very smooth, and there is almost no loss in the middle. After the enchantment is completed, the performance can surpass that of the hooked sickle after his transformation.

Luo Funi returned to the laboratory with the long sword.

The spirit boat slowly approached one of the yachts. When a huge figure loomed ten meters away from the yacht, everyone on the yacht opened their mouths wide.

Under the lights outside, the gray hull of the spirit ship and the full sails twenty or thirty meters high approached, making one feel very oppressive.

"Friends over there, how are you? I saw you!"

Zheng Yang stood at the bow and waved warmly to the yacht.

The foreheads of the people on the yacht were covered with black lines. Where did this shit come from? They are all trapped in a super magnetic field and are so happy to die!

They were so scared that they were nervous for a long time. It turned out that it was a yacht with sails. No wonder there was no sound of the engine...

Wait, it is impossible to sail in the misty sea with sail power alone, this should be a dual-purpose yacht!

People from the church stepped onto the deck one after another and looked at the galleon a few meters away. The lights on the boat were bright, but they only saw Zheng Yang alone, which made them a little puzzled.

With so many people on deck, Zheng Yang could smell the perfume from a few meters away.

Zheng Yang just fell into the second class on a whim. At this time, he put away his smile and looked calmly at the priest on the yacht. This is a short-haired middle-aged man with a beard. His eyes are deep and unpredictable, and he is also looking at Zheng Yang.

"Father, you seem to be in big trouble!" Zheng Yang spoke first to break the silence.

The priest smiled, inscrutable, and said, "Trouble is a test given to us by the Lord!"

"God's stick... No, Father, if you continue to speak like a magic stick, I'll turn around and leave!"

"Oh?"

The priest had a look of surprise on his face.

According to Zheng Yang, it seems that he can come and go freely. He wasn't sucked in by the super magnetic field, but came in to rescue him on purpose?

This thick fog, this darkness, how is it possible? Is he the messenger of God?

At this time, the priest and the two extraordinary men on the other yacht jumped over by their own means. Among them, the elderly priest was at the fifth level of extraordinary, and the two extraordinary people who were not priests also reached level four.

The strength of the church is indeed extraordinary.

Before the priest could speak again, an impatient Transcendent said, "Can you get out?"

"Yes!" Zheng Yang glanced at the man, then at the new priest, and said:

"I entered St. Hutt with the fleet of the Secret Society. The fleet is waiting outside this super magnetic field. Only I come in and try to help you out of trouble. What price are you willing to pay?"

This naked bargaining behavior did not arouse the dissatisfaction of the church. The church in this world has been passed down to this day, and has mastered many important economic industries. Those industries are not for charity, nor do they also focus on profit.

But they couldn't decide what price to pay, so they all looked at the elderly priest.

Zheng Yang glanced at those extraordinary people, and there were more than twenty extraordinary people on this boat alone. They didn't call friends like the Secret Society, they were all from their own family.

The old priest looked at Zheng Yang silently for a while, and said, "What do you need?"

"I heard that you have a way to avoid the attack of sea beasts, open the barrier and board Noah's Ark?"

"We just speculate that as long as you have the same sacred aura on your body, you can avoid the attacks of sea beasts and pass through the barrier to board Noah's Ark."

Not sure?

Zheng Yang thought about it, and felt that even if the sacred objects of the same origin could not avoid the attack of sea beasts, it should be possible to explain that they could pass through the barrier, and the feasibility was more than 50%. After all, the barrier was formed by Noah's Ark himself.

If only the same source of divine breath is needed, his cross is definitely of the same source, and he has a chance to board Noah's Ark smoothly.

That guy Bender, wouldn't it be because he knew this information that he opposed helping the Church out of trouble? He must have obtained the same sacred object, even if he can't avoid the attack of sea beasts, he still has naval guns,

After pondering for a while, Zheng Yang said: "I want 30% of the holy things on Noah's Ark!"

"I promise, I will give you 30% of the holy objects we got. If 30% is less than three pieces, we will make up three more pieces!" the priest said calmly.

so refreshing? Zheng Yang had doubts in his eyes, is the church in this world so talkative?

The middle-aged priest explained: "We are not rare for holy things. For this operation, we only need one thing, which is the "God's Words" written by Noah. It doesn't matter if all other holy things are given up!"

Zheng Yang suddenly understood that what the church lacked most was pious belief, and it was the largest factory for manufacturing holy objects. It had accumulated countless holy objects over a long period of time, so how could it be lacking in those things?

"Father, is this your promise on behalf of the church?" Zheng Yang asked solemnly.

The two priests nodded at the same time and replied solemnly: "Yes, this is our commitment on behalf of the church."

Zheng Yang smiled: "Then, let's start, is your motivation still there?"

The middle-aged priest looked at a transcendent man, who immediately said, "My lord, the motivation is normal!"

"My boat will drag your boat forward, and you also turn on the maximum power output, let's go out together!"

After Zheng Yang finished speaking, he informed the two priests of their names, and learned that the old priest's name was Hua De, and the middle-aged priest's name was Bart. Afterwards, Zheng Yang drove the spirit boat in front of one of the yachts.

The slight sound of the motor made them suspect that Zheng Yang was joking. With such a small power output, can they really drag their two yachts out?

Zheng Yang stretched out a tow hook at the stern of his boat, and then instructed the people of the church to hang the bow anchor on the tow hook of the spirit ship. The other yacht followed suit, fixing the bow anchor to the tow hook of the first yacht.

"Keep the 50-meter anchor chain, let's go!"

The two yachts started, and slowly turned the power output to the maximum, and the yachts also moved. But this kind of movement is just struggling in place, rushing the sea water at the stern like a dam to discharge flood.

At this time, the spirit boat also tightened the anchor chain, slowly increasing the output of spiritual energy.

The magnetic attraction in this central area is really strong enough. The spirit ship has already increased to a speed equivalent to 30 knots of spiritual energy output, and the first yacht was dragged up and slowly left its original position.

As soon as the first yacht moved, it also slowly straightened the anchor chain of the second yacht, and then was dragged down by the second yacht and couldn't move again. It wasn't until the output of the spirit boat was equivalent to a speed of 60 knots that the three boats slowly moved again.

Zheng Yang maximized the output of the psionic drive, equivalent to the limit output of 70 knots, and the three boats slowly reached the speed of 1.5 meters per second.

But as long as you leave the center, the magnetic attraction will become smaller and smaller, and the speed will slowly increase to 3 meters per second.

After almost three hours, the two yachts were finally dragged out of the supermagnetic field by Zheng Yang. With a thought, he retracted the tow hook, and the anchor of the first yacht fell into the sea.

The yacht's driver understood, started the windlass to retract the anchor, and at the same time arranged for the Transcendent to go to the stern to release the anchor of the second yacht.

Half an hour later, Zheng Yang led the church's two yachts back to the fleet. \u003c/div\u003e