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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0534_part_03
Chapter 1276
chapter 0534 part 3
The Middle-aged Priest, however, smiled. "Does it seem familiar? Don't worry, we are different from the Federal Government. They can overthrow a country for oil, but we are truly saving this corrupt world!"
As soon as the Middle-aged Priest finished speaking, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, and Barton immediately exchanged glances. Especially Natasha Romanoff and Barton, two super agents, were very familiar with the operations of the CIA in the Middle East: Assassination of politicians, electing pro-Federation politicians to power, supporting Rebel Army to overthrow disobedient governments, and protecting the interests of the Federation in that region. Honestly, the style of behavior of these missionaries in this world really did resemble that of the Federal Government.
"You are imposing your own ideas on those ordinary people. Have you not considered the will of those ordinary people? They also have the authority to choose?" Steve Rogers always felt something was wrong. He held it in for a long time before finally blurting out a sentence. What he got in return was several priests looking at him with a gaze as if he were an idiot. Even Natasha Romanoff and Barton beside him looked like they wanted to speak but hesitated.
"Captain, the ordinary people here have no authority to choose. Their lives are too full of suffering!" Barton shook his head. "In a world that has been dark for a long time, even if it's just a ray of candlelight, for them, it also represents hope!" Over the past year, he had traveled to various islands in the Grand Line. The lives of the ordinary people he saw were even more miserable than those Middle East refugees! At least those Middle East refugees could flee to other countries after suffering a disaster, at least there were still people speaking out about their suffering. For ordinary people living in this world, there were too many things that threatened their life: the harsh tax laws enacted by the kings and nobles, natural disaster, maritime disaster, and those pirates who occasionally came ashore to plunder. Here, a village was completely massacred by pirates. This brutal behavior didn't even leave a mark in the newspaper. Perhaps the only thing that could prove this massacre happened was that the bounty of that pirate leader increased by two million Berries! Barton still remembered when he held that katana to the neck of that drunk pirate, that guy showed no remorse at all for the massacre of the villagers. Instead, he felt regret that he couldn't go to the New World. What a sick world! Barton cut off that pirate's head with a single blade and threw his head in the sea. Perhaps the seawater would carry him to the New World he longed for.
Steve Rogers fell silent. Having stayed here for over a year, he knew Barton was right. In this world, it was already very difficult for ordinary people to survive.
The large black ship sailed on the calm sea surface. Several large engines modified at the stern provided ample power for this wooden sailboat. Several sailors stood on the deck, holding binoculars and looking out at the sea surface ahead. Suddenly, the lookout standing on the mast let out a sharp exclamation.
"Super Giant Sea King!"
At this time, the sailors on the deck also saw the several thick flesh columns ahead. Looking through the binoculars, those weren't flesh columns at all, but snake heads standing hundreds of meters tall. Those snake heads stood tall in the high altitude like mountains of flesh, looking extremely hideous and full of terror.
"One... two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight," a sailor counted the snake heads softly, his voice also carrying a slight tremor.
A sailor quickly pulled the alarm. The piercing alarm bell echoed throughout the entire ship. Steve Rogers brought Natasha Romanoff, Barton, and the others, hurrying to the deck.
"Judging by body size, it's a Giant Sea King, but it's still some distance away," the captain responsible for piloting the vessel took out a pair of binoculars, looking far into the distance at those several huge black scale snake heads. After clearly seeing the size of those snake heads, the captain said softly to Steve Rogers, "We need to leave here immediately!"
"Go around it!" Steve Rogers looked at the giant creature and also had a headache. A monster of this body size was simply not something they could handle. Unfortunately, Dr. Banner, Thor, and Superman Clark weren't in this world. They were invited by people from the Heavenly Court to another universe on the verge of destruction to be saviors! But a giant beast of this body size, even if Dr. Banner transformed into Hulk, might not necessarily be a rival, especially in this deep sea environment.
Just as the captain was preparing to turn the rudder, the entire ship suddenly lurched violently as if hitting a reef. Several sailors lost their footing and were directly thrown off the ship. On the calm sea surface without wind, the seawater suddenly began to rotate, forming a funnel shape, forming a huge vortex on the sea surface. This wooden boat was first lifted by a wave and then plunged headfirst into the abyss formed by the large vortex!
"Everyone hold on tight! There's something under the boat!" Steve Rogers roared while pressing the necklace on his chest. A large amount of silver-white liquid immediately surged out from the necklace. These nanobots quickly covered his entire body. After Steve Rogers put on his Nanotech Armor, he flew up without hesitation and lunged towards the direction of the seawater vortex.
As expected, he guessed correctly! Steve Rogers saw at a glance the sharp teeth in the seawater vortex that were more than a dozen times larger than his entire body. Below the seawater, a sea monster that looked like a hippopotamus, with a body size of at least several hundred meters, was swallowing and spitting out seawater, trying to swallow the entire ship whole.
Without any hesitation, Steve Rogers directly controlled the nanobots to separate, forming laser emitters suspended in the sky. These fist-sized laser emitters rotated rapidly and shot out beams of blazing white laser towards the seabed giant beast—but these lasers were too insignificant compared to the massive body size of the Sea King. They couldn't even penetrate the outermost layer of oily skin of that hippopotamus Sea King.
Steve Rogers tried launching a few more missiles, but most of that hippopotamus Sea King's body was submerged below the sea surface. Leisurely flicking its fish tail, it was still gulping down seawater under the ship. At this time, that modified Large Galleon Ship's several modified engines were already running at maximum output power, but it still couldn't sail out of that giant vortex. The sailors on the ship were using all their strength to desperately cling to the sailboat's ropes and the ship's hull, for fear of being thrown off.
Seeing that the entire ship and the sailors on board were about to be buried in that hippopotamus's belly, a Middle-aged Priest staggered to the outside of the ship cabin. Under Barton's terrified gaze, this priest was praying while carrying a rocket launcher, preparing to shoot downwards at the ship. Barton understood the rocket launcher; he knew these priests carried many firearms in their spatial storage equipment. But what did the umbrella-shaped symbol for nuclear weapons on the rocket launcher mean?
"Priest, stop! Wait!"
Barton quickly lunged over and snatched the rocket launcher from the priest's hand. Looking at the ridiculously large warhead at the front of the rocket launcher, Barton grabbed the priest, who was swaying unsteadily on the deck, and asked loudly, "Priest, what is this thing?"
"A ten-thousand-ton class single-soldier nuclear rocket launcher!" the priest answered loudly! Barton looked at the rocket launcher in his hand and was so scared he almost threw it away. If this thing was actually fired, let alone whether it could kill the Sea King under the ship, their ship probably wouldn't survive either! The thought of being in the vast ocean without even a boat, and countless giant sea monsters on the seabed, even though Barton was used to big scenes, he still felt his hair stand on end.
"Priest! We don't need this for now! You go back to the ship cabin first! I have a method!"
The Middle-aged Priest, however, smiled. "Does it seem familiar? Don't worry, we are different from the Federal Government. They can overthrow a country for oil, but we are truly saving this corrupt world!"
As soon as the Middle-aged Priest finished speaking, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, and Barton immediately exchanged glances. Especially Natasha Romanoff and Barton, two super agents, were very familiar with the operations of the CIA in the Middle East: Assassination of politicians, electing pro-Federation politicians to power, supporting Rebel Army to overthrow disobedient governments, and protecting the interests of the Federation in that region. Honestly, the style of behavior of these missionaries in this world really did resemble that of the Federal Government.
"You are imposing your own ideas on those ordinary people. Have you not considered the will of those ordinary people? They also have the authority to choose?" Steve Rogers always felt something was wrong. He held it in for a long time before finally blurting out a sentence. What he got in return was several priests looking at him with a gaze as if he were an idiot. Even Natasha Romanoff and Barton beside him looked like they wanted to speak but hesitated.
"Captain, the ordinary people here have no authority to choose. Their lives are too full of suffering!" Barton shook his head. "In a world that has been dark for a long time, even if it's just a ray of candlelight, for them, it also represents hope!" Over the past year, he had traveled to various islands in the Grand Line. The lives of the ordinary people he saw were even more miserable than those Middle East refugees! At least those Middle East refugees could flee to other countries after suffering a disaster, at least there were still people speaking out about their suffering. For ordinary people living in this world, there were too many things that threatened their life: the harsh tax laws enacted by the kings and nobles, natural disaster, maritime disaster, and those pirates who occasionally came ashore to plunder. Here, a village was completely massacred by pirates. This brutal behavior didn't even leave a mark in the newspaper. Perhaps the only thing that could prove this massacre happened was that the bounty of that pirate leader increased by two million Berries! Barton still remembered when he held that katana to the neck of that drunk pirate, that guy showed no remorse at all for the massacre of the villagers. Instead, he felt regret that he couldn't go to the New World. What a sick world! Barton cut off that pirate's head with a single blade and threw his head in the sea. Perhaps the seawater would carry him to the New World he longed for.
Steve Rogers fell silent. Having stayed here for over a year, he knew Barton was right. In this world, it was already very difficult for ordinary people to survive.
The large black ship sailed on the calm sea surface. Several large engines modified at the stern provided ample power for this wooden sailboat. Several sailors stood on the deck, holding binoculars and looking out at the sea surface ahead. Suddenly, the lookout standing on the mast let out a sharp exclamation.
"Super Giant Sea King!"
At this time, the sailors on the deck also saw the several thick flesh columns ahead. Looking through the binoculars, those weren't flesh columns at all, but snake heads standing hundreds of meters tall. Those snake heads stood tall in the high altitude like mountains of flesh, looking extremely hideous and full of terror.
"One... two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight," a sailor counted the snake heads softly, his voice also carrying a slight tremor.
A sailor quickly pulled the alarm. The piercing alarm bell echoed throughout the entire ship. Steve Rogers brought Natasha Romanoff, Barton, and the others, hurrying to the deck.
"Judging by body size, it's a Giant Sea King, but it's still some distance away," the captain responsible for piloting the vessel took out a pair of binoculars, looking far into the distance at those several huge black scale snake heads. After clearly seeing the size of those snake heads, the captain said softly to Steve Rogers, "We need to leave here immediately!"
"Go around it!" Steve Rogers looked at the giant creature and also had a headache. A monster of this body size was simply not something they could handle. Unfortunately, Dr. Banner, Thor, and Superman Clark weren't in this world. They were invited by people from the Heavenly Court to another universe on the verge of destruction to be saviors! But a giant beast of this body size, even if Dr. Banner transformed into Hulk, might not necessarily be a rival, especially in this deep sea environment.
Just as the captain was preparing to turn the rudder, the entire ship suddenly lurched violently as if hitting a reef. Several sailors lost their footing and were directly thrown off the ship. On the calm sea surface without wind, the seawater suddenly began to rotate, forming a funnel shape, forming a huge vortex on the sea surface. This wooden boat was first lifted by a wave and then plunged headfirst into the abyss formed by the large vortex!
"Everyone hold on tight! There's something under the boat!" Steve Rogers roared while pressing the necklace on his chest. A large amount of silver-white liquid immediately surged out from the necklace. These nanobots quickly covered his entire body. After Steve Rogers put on his Nanotech Armor, he flew up without hesitation and lunged towards the direction of the seawater vortex.
As expected, he guessed correctly! Steve Rogers saw at a glance the sharp teeth in the seawater vortex that were more than a dozen times larger than his entire body. Below the seawater, a sea monster that looked like a hippopotamus, with a body size of at least several hundred meters, was swallowing and spitting out seawater, trying to swallow the entire ship whole.
Without any hesitation, Steve Rogers directly controlled the nanobots to separate, forming laser emitters suspended in the sky. These fist-sized laser emitters rotated rapidly and shot out beams of blazing white laser towards the seabed giant beast—but these lasers were too insignificant compared to the massive body size of the Sea King. They couldn't even penetrate the outermost layer of oily skin of that hippopotamus Sea King.
Steve Rogers tried launching a few more missiles, but most of that hippopotamus Sea King's body was submerged below the sea surface. Leisurely flicking its fish tail, it was still gulping down seawater under the ship. At this time, that modified Large Galleon Ship's several modified engines were already running at maximum output power, but it still couldn't sail out of that giant vortex. The sailors on the ship were using all their strength to desperately cling to the sailboat's ropes and the ship's hull, for fear of being thrown off.
Seeing that the entire ship and the sailors on board were about to be buried in that hippopotamus's belly, a Middle-aged Priest staggered to the outside of the ship cabin. Under Barton's terrified gaze, this priest was praying while carrying a rocket launcher, preparing to shoot downwards at the ship. Barton understood the rocket launcher; he knew these priests carried many firearms in their spatial storage equipment. But what did the umbrella-shaped symbol for nuclear weapons on the rocket launcher mean?
"Priest, stop! Wait!"
Barton quickly lunged over and snatched the rocket launcher from the priest's hand. Looking at the ridiculously large warhead at the front of the rocket launcher, Barton grabbed the priest, who was swaying unsteadily on the deck, and asked loudly, "Priest, what is this thing?"
"A ten-thousand-ton class single-soldier nuclear rocket launcher!" the priest answered loudly! Barton looked at the rocket launcher in his hand and was so scared he almost threw it away. If this thing was actually fired, let alone whether it could kill the Sea King under the ship, their ship probably wouldn't survive either! The thought of being in the vast ocean without even a boat, and countless giant sea monsters on the seabed, even though Barton was used to big scenes, he still felt his hair stand on end.
"Priest! We don't need this for now! You go back to the ship cabin first! I have a method!"
