Notar looked at Seliu, or maybe he was looking elsewhere. His pupils began to dilate slightly, tears welled up from his eyes, mixed with the remaining blood on his face, making his already bad appearance even worse.
It's getting worse.
"I should have been prepared, I should have been fearless, I should have sent you to the end of the world."
He continued talking, blaming himself, as if it was his final confession.
Seleu ignored his words. She only knew that Lorenzo asked her to take a fancy to Notar. She only knew that Notar was the captain and the ship still needed him.
But her efforts were in vain. The bandage was of no use at all. It was just some psychological comfort. Large amounts of blood escaped from Notar's body. His body became colder and colder, and his muscles became colder and colder.
stiff.
The successive tribulations have tortured the mortal will full of scars, and he has no strength to continue to support him. No matter how hard Seliu tries, he cannot save him.
"Compared to you, I'm really ashamed."
Notal had never felt pain in his heart. He was a soldier, a soldier with a death wish, but in the end he couldn't even compare to a little girl.
He was too afraid to move forward, and finally ended up like this.
Seleu looked at Notar calmly, he was silent at this moment.
Notal's consciousness fell into confusion, and the body shrouded in erosion gradually began to change. Seleu raised her hand. She held the Florund potion in her hand. This might allow Notal to hold on for a few more seconds, but
What after this?
His hands were in the air and there was a stalemate for a long time.
Finally, Seleu put away the Florund potion, gently rubbed Notar's bad face with both hands, and smoothed the frowned brows hard.
She didn't spend much time with the captain, and they didn't even exchange a few words. But when Notar cried and apologized to herself, Seliu felt a little weird, and she couldn't explain it.
"Why not try to save him?"
Clough asked from the side. He didn't know much about the purification mechanism, but he knew to some extent what the potion did. If it were used on Notar... maybe...
"Why bother?"
Seliu stood up slowly. She looked at Notar and seemed to have remembered something.
"This place is already hell for him, and death is the real relief. Why drag him back to hell? Notal has done enough."
Seliu sat back in the corner. She looked at the body that was gradually getting cold, and her mind became confused.
The captain of the Dawn Advance died. At this critical moment, Seliu thought about it. She had no solution. Like many people, she had limited abilities and was just an ordinary mortal. She also thought about finding Loren.
Zo, but this kind of communication in the mind is only one-way.
They had just solved a crisis, and during this brief period of calm, a bigger crisis came.
Who will control the Morning Glory Advance?
No one answered.
No one thinks about these things. It seems that if they don't think about it, it doesn't exist, and they are deceiving themselves.
At this time, Garen stood up, holding both hands on the steering wheel, and relied on his experience to control it.
He doesn't know how to drive an ironclad ship. This kind of thing is a rarity in the Viking countries. However, Galleon has spent a lot of time at sea. Now he can only rely on his past experience.
As he turned, the Morning Glory Advance shook awkwardly. The initial control was smooth, but looking at the complicated instrument panel, Garen didn't know what to do for a while.
But there is nothing to be done. In this case, everyone must try their best to give the slim hope a try.
"I remember you are here from the Duke?"
Garen suddenly asked, looking straight ahead, watching the strong wind and waves.
Seliu's movements were sharp and she easily killed a demon. Judging from Seliu's expression, this seemed to be an extremely ordinary thing for her.
Galen was a little confused. It was difficult for him to connect the Seleucid just now with the young Duke of Stuart. He always felt that the combination of identity and image had an indescribable weirdness.
"Any questions?"
Seliu sat aside. She leaned the thermite rifle against the wall, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and wiped the bloody folding knife.
"I just feel a little surprised..." Galen said.
"Do you think a person like me should be protected by you while crying in fear?" Seliu said expressionlessly.
There were lightning and thunder, as if everyone was really in hell, and the icy sea breeze brought rainwater into the command room, adding to the coldness and pressure.
"Aren't you scared?"
Garen asked, this girl is far younger and thinner than everyone here, but among these complicated emotions, she is the calmest and has no fear.
"Fear."
Seliu replied, it seemed that she was not lying, there was sincerity in her clear eyes, and then she continued.
"It's one thing to be afraid, but it's another thing to be scared enough to give up resistance."
She looked at Notar's body. The blood spread on the ground, mixed with the demon's blood, and became sticky.
"Do you think he's a coward?"
Clough asked, looking at Seleucid's calmness, for the sake of ridiculous dignity, it was difficult for these Vikings not to compare themselves with Seleucid.
Seleu shook his head and denied Clough's words.
"I know a man who told me this about courage and fear."
Her body was dripping with the blood of demons. She grabbed the folding knife tightly in her hand and held it firmly in her arms.
"Fear is completely normal. After all, we are human beings, and we are destined to be imperfect humans. Fear and cowardice are really normal."
Seleu thought about Notar's apology and said with some sadness.
"He didn't do anything wrong, he's just an ordinary person."
The command room fell into silence again, with only the sound of howling wind and faint wailing remaining.
Under Galen's control, the Morning Glory Advance was relatively stable, but at the end of the rising day, more broken ice came with the waves and hit the hull one after another. Fortunately, it was no longer as big as before.
That one was fatal, but the damage was not very serious.
Another danger comes from the storm, where a burning white light rises, and the entire sea surface is covered by the light. From the moment the light rises, Lorenzo's voice disappears and no longer sounds in his mind.
No one gave them instructions, all communications were interrupted, everyone was at a loss, and they didn't know what to do except deal with the monster that climbed up.
"Then...what is that?"
Clough looked at the other side of the storm, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Everyone noticed the strange changes there. The scorching sun hidden under the sea finally rose to the surface, causing huge waves.
You can see the waves rising more than ten meters high and spreading around. The Blood Shark is like a fragile leaf, swaying in it. The waves crash over the deck, almost swallowing them into the seabed, but in the end it still breaks through tenaciously.
Open the waves.
The waves arrived in front of the Morning Glory Advance in the blink of an eye. The hull shook violently, and several people quickly grabbed hold of the fixed objects beside them to prevent themselves from being thrown out.
The rising tide almost engulfed the entire Morning Glory Advance. The seawater washed over the deck. Some soldiers were swallowed by the roaring waves. More monsters were slapped on the deck along with the waves. The hanging tower also turned and tipped over.
Scaron's barrel was dislodged again and was thrown sideways to the other end.
This was not the end yet. The rising waves almost touched the command room. The clear water carried metal fragments and demon figures. They were smashed on the cabin one after another, and the soldiers guarding them were knocked over and fell.
Into the sea.
"Ice!"
Garen roared, and the broken ice merged perfectly with the sea water. Only when they were thrown out like stones did Garen notice their existence.
Countless pieces of ice smashed hard against the cabin, causing the walls to be dented and damaged, and the long ladder to be destroyed. Some soldiers who had not been hit by the impact were hit by these huge pieces of ice, causing large splashes of blood.
The command room became a simple shelter. The sound of impact continued, all the portholes were shattered, and the cold seawater burst open the hatch and poured into the room.
The hull began to tilt in front of the huge waves. Galen threw away his crutches and clung to the steering wheel. Clough also firmly grabbed the hook on the wall to prevent himself from being swept away.
The ground shook for a moment, and everyone was unable to protect themselves. Seliu leaned in the corner, holding on to her body tightly, and then she saw the rolling body. Notar's body was washed by the sea water, and the glass was knocked open.
It was washed away from the observation window and there was no trace again.
Seleu stared at this blankly, the cruelty of death once again unfolding before her eyes, but she was powerless, she couldn't even protect herself.
The first round of impact was over, but the aftermath of the disaster had just begun. The broken ice hit the hull like a stone, and even the demons in the waves were thrown onto the deck again, although most of the demons had already been killed during the impact.
Some were injured, and some were directly beaten to death, but most of them were still alive, and for monsters like monsters, they could kill as long as they had a breath left.
"The devil is coming!"
Clough shouted in horror.
You can see several demons gathering outside the door. Their limbs are broken and bent, but they can still crawl hard, hungry for flesh and blood.
This time there was no cover in the command room, and many soldiers on the periphery were killed or injured. The few survivors in the command room had to face these threats directly.
"Evacuate!"
Garen shouted to several people. His crutches were washed away by the sea water. He could only hold on to the steering wheel and stand up with difficulty. The slippery and cold ground made it difficult for him to move.
But if we evacuate, where can we evacuate to? This is a crumbling island.
Clough ignored his words. He raised the thermite rifle and tried to fire, but the wave just extinguished the primer on the barrel and he had no time to fire it again.
Seliu took off his coat directly, revealing his slender body and thin clothes.
The coat was soaked with sea water and became extremely heavy and bloated, which made it difficult for Seliu to move. She breathed whitely and held the folding knife tightly. She didn't know how long she could live, but as long as every minute and second was extended,
, this will all be her victory.
呲——
The harsh iron chirping sounded, and the sharp claws penetrated the iron wall behind him, directly thrusting the entire ferocious arm in, and it surrounded Seliu, just like hugging her through the iron wall, just hug her gently.
Cut this young body into pieces.
It was too late, everything happened too fast, and Seliu couldn't even defend or dodge. She tried to jump to one side, but the cold environment made her body temperature drop, making it difficult to drive her body for a while.
Some are just numb and cold.
Garen and Clough also saw this, but they were unable to help Seleu.
But there are some differences.
Seliu saw their eyes, filled with both fear and joy.
The sharp sound resounded.
Blood sprayed out, dyeing Seliu's white clothes bright red. After a twisted white light, she stood there blankly, with her head lowered. In front of her eyes was an arm that was constantly twitching and twisting, and the limbs were still being broken.
Blood kept pouring out.
"Get out of the way, kid!"
His voice was very low, yet so clear.
Seliu could only see a hunched figure with disheveled hair, swinging the cold metal and piercing the iron wall one after another. With each stab, a large amount of blood would gush out along the hole.
He turned around suddenly, threw the folding knife, and struck it directly into the demon's head. He quickly stepped forward, grasped the handle of the knife, put all his strength on the handle, and split open the head, along with the cervical spine and chest.
They were split apart violently together.
This was not the end yet. It was hard to imagine what kind of power was still hidden in this withered body. He slashed violently, and the folding knife cut into the side of the other demon's face, directly cutting the entire head in half, and the pupils were
They were blinded together and easily dodged the claw attack, which then pierced the heart and rose sharply.
He stood in front of the tragic corpse and allowed himself to be soaked by the sprayed blood. The blood brought warmth, dispelling the coldness in his body and causing the muscles that had been immersed in it for a long time to tighten again.
"Ah...Sea of Silence."
He could always recognize the sea that haunted him at a glance. The sky and the earth were occupied by light and darkness, and the broken ice and storms were entangled with each other, reaching straight to the sky.
This was a scene that would frighten a mortal, but he was overjoyed.
When Gallon and Clough saw this, it was as if they had been given a shot of blood. A little hope suddenly appeared in the darkness. They held on to it tightly and refused to let go.
Since there was no time to ignite the fire, there was no need to ignite it. Clough used the butt of his gun to slam the monster that was trying to get closer, while Garen clumsily held on to the wall and trudged forward, slashing at the monster and bearing the pressure of defense.
Seliu watched the man stagger to the steering wheel, then firmly grasped it and fixed it firmly in his hand, as if he had tamed it.
He was like a beggar who had just crawled out of the river. His body was extremely messy. If you look closely, you can see his scarlet eyes, sharpened nails, and slightly raised bones, as if there were
Something is about to break out of the body.
The aura of death and fury spread across his body, and Seliu seemed to have seen this aura somewhere before, on those desperadoes.
Floki Wilgdason turned his head, glanced at Seleu, and said.