The hatch to the captain's room was closed, and Mike and Eredin were locked inside.
Mike hurried over to open the door, but the hatch was blocked by some force, and no matter how hard he turned, he couldn't open it.
Then, thick black smoke arose from the corner, a burning smell instantly filled the air, and the light of fire loomed.
"This is a trap!"
Mike understood that they had been trapped, so he kept kicking the door.
In less than half a minute, the thick smoke choked him to the point of fainting.
At the critical moment, Eredin took out the magic potion and poured it on the hatch. The potion seemed to be highly corrosive and burned through the hatch in an instant, revealing a big hole.
She dragged Mike out of the room. The latter was already unconscious and there were still flames burning on his clothes. It would be very dangerous to delay for a moment longer.
However, the moment Eredin left the burning room, a huge force hit her, hitting her directly in the abdomen and sending her flying.
Eredin's body flew upwards, dented a piece of the ship's hull structure, and then fell hard to the ground.
She vomited a mouthful of blood and felt her internal organs tumbling.
Such a violent punch is completely beyond the power of an ordinary human being.
Eredin looked up with difficulty and saw a two-meter-tall giant man carrying a huge door panel standing in front of him, standing next to the unconscious Mike.
The opponent's hand was covered with an iron-like glove, which was what he used to hit him just now.
The Eredin Demon Hunter's physique is far superior to that of ordinary humans, but even so, he was punched by the opponent and was sent flying. He vomited blood continuously and his internal organs were damaged.
If he hadn't been strengthened by physical mutations like her, then the other party would be a seer blessed with power!
She saw that after the strong man knocked her down, he did not rush over, but put down the "door panel" on his back. Two of the same pagan accomplices behind him stepped forward and put the unconscious Mike on the door panel.
superior.
Pagans, yes, Eredin looked carefully and found that they were actually the Nippur people that she and Victor met when they boarded the ship!
"The people of Nippur..."
Eredin suddenly remembered something. Instead of rushing over to save Mike, she chose to conserve her strength, turned around and disappeared into the thick smoke.
…
After an unknown amount of time, Mike gradually woke up from his coma.
The burning room almost killed him, but he was rescued in time.
But where are you now?
He opened his eyes and was stimulated by the dazzling white light. It took him a long time to adapt to the brightness, and the surrounding environment gradually became clearer in his sight.
There was a rudder there, and the dead helmsman fell below. The blood had dried up, but it spread all over the ground.
The fishy smell was overwhelming, broken glass pieces were scattered around, and Mike accidentally pricked his finger when he stood up.
A middle-aged man sitting behind him put away the knife he was playing with and murmured to himself: "You were cut? Then I don't have to bother again."
Mike turned around quickly and saw this man. His pagan-style dress left a deep impression on him.
"Who are you? You did all this?"
There were several pagans in the room, and Mike also discovered them while talking.
However, they were all "behaved", standing in fixed positions and focusing entirely on Mike.
"Let me introduce myself, sir. My name is Jihad Sultan, and I am the leader of the circle." The middle-aged man in front of him said.
"Ring?" Mike's eyes narrowed.
The middle-aged man took out a deck of playing cards and shuffled them with one hand: "Yes, everyone present and myself are members of the Circle, people with the purest blood... Nippur people."
People from Nippur?
Mike thought about it carefully and realized that he had heard of this group, but he didn't know much about it.
He only knows that this nation does not have its own country and is scattered all over the world.
As for the "Circle" organization, Mike had no impression of it. He felt that it should be the original belief spread among the Nippur people, and now it is something similar to a esoteric cult or a cult.
If it is really a cult, it can explain why the other party hijacked the cruise ship.
After all, cult members always have various perverted and disgusting motives for their actions.
Now that he was in the hands of the opponent, Mike did not act rashly and use the invisible technique without authorization. He was observing quietly, trying to figure out what the opponent was going to do, and to avoid himself from invoking the opponent's invisible technique.
"I don't care what nationality or bloodline you are, I just want to ask you, why did you do this and why did you arrest me?"
Mike didn't beat around the bush, but the other party seemed to have something else he wanted to have a good chat with.
Jihad said: "Of course bloodline is important, and I think you need to understand the origin of our ethnic group and historical issues..."
"Oh?" Mike frowned.
Jihad handed the cards to Mike: "And what's your name? Sir?"
"Mike Cambino..." Mike was silent for a moment, but still told the other person.
Jihad asked Mike to draw a card and put it in front of him.
"So, do you know the origin of us Nippur people?"
"Why should I care about your tribe? I don't know!" Mike said with a cold face.
Jihad was not angry and continued: "The people of Nippur come from the red earth. Our ancestors... are actually the earliest human beings, and our dynasty is the first dynasty in human history, as far away as Osiris
Before the Empire and the Shadowless Empire."
Hearing this, Mike sneered inwardly. He didn't care about the boasts of various nations about their history. Human beings always compete on these boring things. If you don't have the time, you might as well grow two sweet potatoes to fill your stomach.
"Does it matter?" he sneered.
Jihad was still not angry and continued: "Our dynasty was born with the last great race with the blood of gods, and the purpose of the existence of the Nippur people is to help that great race win over the gods.
competition!"
"The birth of the world was not for the reproduction of living beings. Its essence was an arena where the gods made bets. The number and weakness of mortals determined that they could only serve as enslaved laborers in the great Uruk Dynasty.
, build the tower that reaches the sky that transcends everything."
Mike's heart was touched, and he suddenly felt that what the other party told him was not random fabrication, and that the Circle organization must have hidden deeper secrets.
"I don't understand, what do you mean?"
Jihad once again asked Mike to draw a card and put it in front of him.
"For thousands of years, our bloodline has not been cut off, our bloodline has not been mixed with impurities from other races, and most of the secrets we possess have been passed down."
"One of the points: the formation of the world came from a 'casting tower'. In ancient times, the gods tried to imitate such a miracle, so they had the 'Double Sacred Tree' and the Uruk Dynasty's Tower of Babel project, but as expected
