Chapter 548 Devil Triangle Belt

In 1942 AD, it was a crazy era.

New inventions appear every day, and unexpected innovations are happening every day.

Whether it is a devil, god, magic, or technology, people in this era believe in everything, but nothing.

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In August, the weather at sea seemed unbearable and the ship Angela floated on the blue sea water.

The ships made of steel were filled with busy black slaves, soldiers and countless servants coming and going.

This large steel ship was obviously a large ship belonging to a nobleman of the Holy Will Empire. After setting off from a port on the east coast of the New World, he moved towards his destination without stopping.

Inside the captain's room of the Angela, Marquis Gene, the captain, the navigator, and the first mate were discussing something around the chart.

While smoking a cigar, he pointed to the location marked on the chart and said, "This is our target location this time, the Devil's Triangle."

"What?" The captain of Princess Angela, a middle-aged man with a little gray hair, said, looking at the marked points on the chart: "Sir, you may not know much about that place. It is a restricted area on the sea. For more than ten years, I don't know how many ships have disappeared at that location. Even every year, the Imperial fighter planes have fallen on that sea."

Although he understood that Marquis Gene was a rich man who loved adventure and archaeology, the captain, who knew the horror of the Devil's Triangle, still persuaded: "Sir, no one has come out of this damn place for more than ten years. God knows what is inside.

I think we should go to explore somewhere else. I heard that the military has discovered super ancient ruins in the north of the New World, so we may be able to go there to try our luck."

Marquis Gene, who had blonde hair and had inherited the title of Marquis at a young age, loved to explore everywhere, shook his head: "Captain. I know what you are thinking.

But I dare not be interested in super ancient ruins. What I am more interested in is the mysterious Central Plains culture. And..."

In the name of adventure, Jean understood that the things in the super ancient ruins were too hot and he could not sell them. He gave some reasons at will.

Baron Gene smiled mysteriously: "And didn't you say that everyone has always come out of that place?" He clapped his hands, and a white man who was more than two meters tall and strong as a bear, pulled a thin black young man in.

Behind them was an old man with white hair and looking very weak.

Marquis Gene pointed to the black man and said, "This is Babato, from Detorga Island on the east coast of the New World. Their ancestors were the best fishermen for three generations.

Six months ago, they encountered a storm while going out to sea to fish, and ended up being involved in the Devil's Triangle."

The captain looked at Babato in surprise, who lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He asked, "You really brought it from the Devil's Triangle?" He turned to look at Marquis Gene and said, "Sir. I am for the best wishes of these lowly people are lazy and lying. He may have just drifted on the sea for a few days.

Damn, this bastard may not even know what the devil triangle belt was before."

"No..." Babato opened his mouth and said in very unfamiliar imperial language: "I...I didn't lie...I really..."

Seeing that he was so anxious that he couldn't speak, the old man behind him patted his shoulder, held his glasses and said, "According to what he described, the scene he saw in the Devil's Triangle Belt. I can say with certainty that it is likely to belong to the style of the Central Plains and Western Wei Dynasty. According to the history of more than 2,000 today.

Do you know how important this kind of ruin is? 2,000 years ago, people from Central Plains have already traveled across the ocean to come here. We will shock the whole world. The Ministry of Magic will definitely..." Halfway through the words, the old man's face suddenly turned pale, and he then vomited while holding the wall.

The captain looked at Marquis Gene. The latter shrugged and said, "Dr. Martin, a history expert at the Imperial Capital Royal Academy, was ordered to conduct specialized in the research on the culture, history and background of the Central Plains during the First World War.

I finally invited him out of the military headquarters.

I believe his judgment.

But Doctor, your physical condition is too poor. If you continue to be seasick, I'm afraid you won't be able to take the Devil Triangle. Ali, send the Doctor back to your room."

The white man as strong as a bear helped the doctor out of the captain's room.

"But..." the captain said helplessly: "It's too dangerous there, and I don't know the situation inside at all. Sir, this is irresponsible for the lives of everyone in the entire ship."

Marquis Gene said slowly, "Eight thousand lira (the unit of currency of the empire), I will give it to you when I return to shore."

"Okay." The captain's face changed, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and looked at Babato and said, "Do you know how to get over?"

...

Under the insistence or temptation of Marquis Gene, the Angela went around and headed towards the legendary Devil Triangle.

I don’t know if it’s because of luck or destiny. In a month, they experienced the battle with pirates, repelled the attacks of the Caspian tiger sharks, avoided the storm, tsunami and various terrible natural disasters, and finally found the legendary Devil Triangle Belt.

"My God!" The bow of the Anqier ship, hundreds of crew members, servants and slaves, looked at the island in front of them, all opened their mouths, revealing incredible expressions.

I saw that about a few kilometers away from them was a huge island. The sea surface around the island was full of blue vortexes visible to the naked eye. I don’t know how many ships these monsters in the sea have swallowed.

And in the sky of the island, there are colorful clouds as beautiful as the aurora, flashing with dazzling light.

The most surprising thing is the island itself. Half of the entire island is volcanic and magma terrain, while the other half is frozen and snow-capped terrain.

From time to time, dark clouds floated across the island, and a thunderstorm of more than ten seconds came.

The entire island looks like a hodgepodge of countless weather.

Obviously, under the influence of Zuo Zhicheng's continuous accumulation and dispersed true energy, the formation of the entire Holy Tomb has not only gradually failed, but even the weather and terrain have undergone tremendous changes.

"It's incredible." said Dr. Martin, with white hair, said: "The entire Devil's Triangle Belt is in an abnormal weather condition, tsunamis, hail, storms, and we've experienced too much along the way.

But compared to the situation of this island, it is nothing.

I suspect that there is a strong magnetic field change here that causes all this. It may be that the ancient magicians of the Central Plains have laid some powerful magic circle here."

"It's okay." Marquis Gene looked at the miraculous landscape in front of him, and opened his mouth and smiled: "We will know when we get to the island."
Chapter completed!