The big ship dozens of meters is like a toy, hooked by an iron anchor, and the iron chain behind it is already a bit dangerous to overturn.

Mo Tie ran to the iron anchor and saw that the lounge where three or four sailors had already collapsed. He grabbed the anchor and lifted it hard. He picked up the rusted iron anchor with unknown weight.

"Swoosh."

Mo Tie turned around and threw it away, and actually shot the giant creature out of the side of the ship, flying for thousands of meters without landing.

What is frightening is that the iron cable under the sea is constantly pulled out of the sea as the anchor flies, but I have never seen anything on the other end of the iron cable, as if this iron product can be extended infinitely.

"Crazy."

Finally, the anchor and the cable fell into the sea again, and the ripples on the sea surface disappeared as the waves rolled.

It seemed that everything just now was a phantom, and only the collapsed lounge reminded sailors that this was not an illusion.

The remaining sailors on the ship were shocked. They could not imagine that human power could be so great, and they were also afraid of the horror that was about to come under the sea.

Saeko walked out of another lounge, followed by a curious Jinx.

"What's wrong, San San?"

"Something is coming, probably the Deep Sea Titan. His weapons are very distinctive." Mo Tie said, "If you put a clone down, he probably hasn't left."

Saeko nodded and waved her hand and a white light shot towards the water.

The light revealed its true form as soon as it entered the water. It was a huge Transformer, the body was a submarine, hundreds of meters long.

"No. 42567, search a radius of 100 nautical miles to protect this wooden ship." Saeko said softly.

"Yes, sir!" A mechanical voice replied in the minds of Mo Tie and Saeko.

No. 42567 started visual sharing and quickly dived into the deep sea.

Soon, he landed hundreds of meters deep, and there was no trace of light.

The sea of ​​Bilgewater was always smelling bloody, the residue of the robbery ships washed off the deck.

The sea surrounding it is also dim all year round, as if countless unjust souls are bound in it.

No. 42567 If you have an independent personality, you will definitely feel the loneliness and fear in the sea. This is the smell emitted from Nothillus, as fishy and salty as the sea water.

The diving depth is 2,000 meters, and nothing can be seen or heard around it.

"Didi, Didi..."

There is only the radar sound from No. 42567 on the empty seabed, which shows that he is neither blind nor deaf, and he is scanning the abnormalities around him.

Suddenly, some fluctuations came from the sea. On No. 42567, he turned on eleven searchlights all over his body, and all concentrated in the corner there.

Mo Tie also looked over.

In the empty sea water, a dark red chain was quietly "swimming" with no sound. If the sea water had not been driven by it, No. 42567 would not have discovered its existence.

But it doesn't matter, what matters is what's at the end of the chain.

“Hurry, Hush…”

As the thruster was launched, sea water ejected from the tail of No. 42567. The reaction force quickly accelerated to dozens of knots, and followed the chain and searched for it.

Mo Tie saw this scene and said to Saeko: "Let them go to the sky carrier and hide in a low altitude, it's not safe here."

Saeko nodded, released a clone, and turned into a sky carrier with hidden armor.

She held Jinx, jumped gently, and landed on the deck of the battleship, and sent the remaining seven children in the same way.

The sailors were raising the side of the boat and staring at the sea in horror. Some of them even knelt down, praying to the unknown gods, and asking for forgiveness in pain.

"Sea God, please forgive us, the sacrifice we prepared was taken away..."

"We are not prepared..."

Mo Tie ignored these people and followed No. 42567's gaze again.

-No one knows how big the seabed is, how far the coastline is, and no one knows, so does this loneliness, does anyone know?

There seemed to be some murmuring in the water, I wonder if it was an illusion. On No. 42567, Mo Tie also listened carefully, but found nothing.

The chains were still "swimming" silently, but their tightness indicated that they were almost at the end.

The searchlights rotated suddenly and all gathered in front of them.

A huge shadow stands there!

"Drop, find suspicious items and request contact!"

"allow."

"Yes, sir."

No. 42567 increased the power of the thruster and drove towards the shadow.

When he approached, Mo Tie discovered that this was a human-shaped thing, staggering forward at the bottom of the sea. The mud and sand were driven by its steps, floating gently and settled again.

The lights are illuminating more clearly, enlarging the details on it.

The overall color of rust red, the shape of a full body armor, and the head looks like half a pot hat, which is very ugly!

This must be the deep-sea Titan, the loneliest hero in League of Legends.

Legend has it that its gender, age, appearance is unknown, and only has a few words in the historical records of the War Academy.

He, or she, was once a sailor on a boat, was bound by some dark force when dealing with abnormal situations under the sea. In order not to be implicated, his companions abandoned him at the bottom of the sea. From then on, he became the lonely soul of this sea area.

When devoured by the boundless darkness, there is no other way but to move forward.

This is his line, and it can be predicted what kind of pain and loneliness Nortilus endured in the first years.

But in the records of the War Academy, there is only the abnormal dark force under the sea this time. He still has no name. He only knows that he is a sailor, not even the best.

The searchlight of No. 42567 stopped Nortilus.

"Kaku..."

If his rusty subway diving suit can make a sound, it must be the running-in sound of this mechanical gear.

Nortilus slowly turned around and stared at No. 42567.

He had no eyes, and the eyes of the diving suit were dark, and Mo Tie could not be sure whether he was staring in this direction.

At this time, the chain had been recycled, and the hook of the anchor accidentally streaked behind No. 42567.
Chapter completed!