The mighty motorcade stopped, and Russell sat in a stretched luxury car, holding a red wine glass and lamenting that capital is the devil, and vampires are a perfect match.
Next to him sat Amelia, who was wearing a white evening dress. Ever since she bathed in the sun, this woman particularly preferred white.
Opposite, Michael sat a little reservedly next to Serena. He tried several times to talk to her but failed, and he felt a little depressed.
The car stopped for a while, and Lucien knocked on the car window with an ugly face: "Father, Alexander refuses to meet you."
"reject?"
"Yes."
Russell opened the car door and looked at the sea. A lone warship was floating in the offshore, but it had no intention of docking. Wasn't it just refusing to meet?
The reason is very simple. Russell killed Marcus, and Alexander didn't want to see the enemy who killed him.
Marcus is not a filial son, but Alexander is definitely a loving father, a rather pedantic kind of father. No matter how Marcus kills people and sets fire outside, Alexander only knows that this is his son, and no matter how bad he is, he is still his son.
Everyone has a deep love for their calves. From an outsider's perspective, one can criticize Alexander for helping others commit evil, but one is not qualified to criticize his paternal love.
However, Alexander let the warship sail away instead of firing directly, which made Russell feel that the old man was a little twisted.
Alexander knew that his son Marcus was doing many evil things, but he never stopped him and worked hard to help put an end to the situation. Russell eradicated the evil and killed Marcus. He immediately fell into a tangled state of mind. He agreed with Russell's approach intellectually, but emotionally he felt uneasy.
Inner resistance.
Just like his performance in the original work, he chose to die in the hands of Marcus, but gave power to Selina, letting Selina kill Marcus and protect the world from werewolves and vampires...
A contradictory person.
Russell looked at the sea from a distance. Behind him stood four Amelia hybrids. The port was taken over by hundreds of werewolves and vampires, each of them loaded with guns and ammunition.
Lucien added: "Sir, we contacted the warship and sent out a signal, but the other party did not give any reply."
"I see."
"Do we need to storm the warship and capture Alexander?"
Russell shook his head slightly: "The old man's son just died. Even if he is an unfilial son, it is inevitable that he will feel depressed. It is best for me to go see him."
"But……"
As soon as Lucian opened his mouth, he was shocked and speechless by the vision on the sea.
Boom! Boom---
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the rippling sea surface suddenly began to roll, and a roaring and trembling sound erupted from the bottom of the sea, as if thousands of troops were galloping across the border, and the deafening sound shook the sky.
The sea is given life!
As far as the eye can see, huge waves rise from the sea, spreading and rising like mountains rising from the ground, with water spray hanging upside down and rising straight into the sky.
The spreading white line stretched out at the end of the sea level. As Russell waved slightly, terrifying energy suddenly burst out, rolling the warship towards the shore.
Russell stood by the port with a trident on his waist. As long as the warship was still at sea, it didn't matter how far away it was.
The original disadvantage of needing to touch the water to control the sea was made up for by Nanya, the Ring of Water. The ring of protection is not as powerful as the trident, even if it is incomplete, it is far inferior, but it has the advantage that it does not require direct contact.
You can control water.
In this way, Russell can control the sea more easily!
The sea and the sky meet, and the warship is like a toy, pushed sideways to the shore by the turbulent waves.
With the capabilities of the Trident, there is not much difference between a warship and a surfboard. There is no need to make such a big noise, but Russell did it anyway.
It was not to show off, but to shock Alexander and make him reorganize his language and speak properly.
The port was silent. Everyone was frozen in place, looking straight at the miracle in front of them. Their mouths were dry. After waking up, they turned into believers and looked at Russell's back with piety.
The magnificent sea water rolled the warship to the shore, and then the vast sea surface suddenly sank, making the warship deck and the port seamlessly contact and remain flush.
Russell stepped forward and walked onto the deck of the warship as if on a level footing. The four Luciens followed closely behind, and the younger brothers also surrounded him in force, occupying the deck and taking over the captain's cabin.
The human mercenaries on the ship were stunned. They did not resist at all during the whole process. Even when they were disarmed, they were very cooperative and were in the process of reshaping their outlook on life.
After boarding the warship, Russell was still unfinished. Thinking of what a certain sage had done, he raised his hand and waved to the sea.
In an instant, the sea level spread wildly, parting along a line of white waves, and the monstrous curtain spread to both sides until the end of the line of sight.
The sea split into two amid the roar, and the warship was held up by a hand made of sea water and placed in the center of the majestic chasm.
After a brief period of calm, the breathing on the deck became much heavier. They had witnessed the miracles in the Bible with their own eyes. Now that Russell wanted them to die, a group of people immediately rushed to jump into the sea.
The one breathing the loudest here was Amelia. She looked at Russell with eyes that she wanted to eat alive. Her ambition was rekindled in her heart. She felt that she still had a chance. If she worked harder, she could get a ticket to heaven.
"Where is Alexander Covinus? I want to meet him!" Russell said to the mercenary guarding the door.
"Please...please follow...come with me."
The mercenary soldier looked around and was surprised to realize that Russell was talking to him. He suddenly turned red with excitement, stammered and couldn't speak. He turned around and closed the door, almost kneeling to lead the way.
The mercenaries in the cabin held their heads high, helped Russell open the gates, and led him into the captain's cabin.
In the captain's room, which was simply decorated yet dignified, Alexander's eyelids were twitching wildly as he sat at his desk. Outside the window was the sea split into two, and he swallowed back all the words he wanted to say before.
"First meeting, the first immortal Alexander, my name is Russell, as you can see, I am a priest." Russell said, smiling and extending his hand, looking at the old man in front of him.
He is not tall, has an extraordinary bearing, and looks a bit like Sean Connery.
【bite】
[The host contacts the plot character Alexander Covinus and triggers the lottery. Do you want to draw now? 】
Alexander bent down slightly, gently grasped Russell's extended hand with both hands, and politely let go after touching it for half a second. Russell claimed to be a priest, but he didn't think so. He was willing to believe that the Son of God was coming.
Even God could no longer stand his evil-doing son. Alexander was heartbroken and had a grimace on his face, not knowing what to say.
"I'm here to inquire about some information. Is there any hidden secret about Marcus becoming a vampire?" Russell explained his purpose clearly, and the prelude was sufficient, so there was no need to beat around the bush.