In the storm, the world''s end issued its own roar, the steam engine made a dull roar, and a neat cry came from the power cabin. Everyone on board spared no effort to fight with the majestic force of nature.

    Even in the face of the huge waves ten feet high, the end of the world still rushed up without fear, as if it was like nature swearing the power of life and roaring to the wilderness with the roar of civilization.

    Heavy rain and waves washed on the deck, but they could not shake the giant ship. The ocean was like a pair of big hands trying to overturn the world''s end, but it failed under the strong power of the Minglun and propeller.

    The warship walked against the wind and waves, proud and persistent, just like its name. Even at the end of the world, you should see it with your own eyes!

    Shao Shang, who was holding the rudder of the ship, was no longer trembling. He had prayed in the storm. At this time, his body was straight. He could feel that the power from the internal source of the warship was like a flame illuminating the dark sea.

    He did not know that it was a flame called civilization. Once lit, it would live forever, but he deeply felt that this time! Win!

    Once again, the warship ran over the waves and tore open the storm. But this time, it was no longer dark in front. The storm seemed to be at a loss. The dark clouds in the sky cracked and let the white moonlight fall on the sea, reflecting the waves.

    The clouds cleared, the previous storm was like a dream, and the sea was calm again, except for the tall figure holding a trident in the moonlight, which was calmly suspended on the sea.

    The sea water turned into a tornado and was entrusted at his feet. He was subdued like a courtier. His eyes were calm and indifferent, as if he really didn''t care about everything in the world.

    Chengying led the ice emperor and stood on the collision angle of the bow. He just looked at him. The sea was terrible calm, but all he could hear was the roar of the steam engine whistle.

    Shao Shang in the cockpit saw this scene. Jiang was in place. He looked at his hands holding the rudder and wanted to cut them off. It was really cool to bump out of the storm just now, but who told him what the situation is now?

    what the fuck? I''m afraid the one with the harpoon is not the God of the sea? I just hit Poseidon''s face hard, and I beat it myself. It''s solid!

    Shao Shang felt the pill. He looked at the sea god, and then looked at the unflinching shadow relative to the four eyes of the sea god. He stamped his feet. Anyway, he slapped his hands and offended. He was dead on both sides. It''s better to die with backbone.

    Gritting his teeth and stamping his feet, he sounded the emergency collection number on one side. The steam poured into the huge whistle and sent out a deafening roar. This is the horn of a state of emergency.

    The crew in the power cabin stopped pushing after the warship stopped shaking. At this time, hearing the horn, the conditioned reaction moved. Ordinary sailors lined up and ran to the warehouse and took out their own flint guns.

    The gunner rushed to his post according to the artillery group, leaving only the engineering force to go to the boiler area to adjust the driving route of the warship so that the gunner could aim.

    In less than five minutes, five hundred Musketeers lined up in three rows, lined up on the deck with a standard array of three shots, and pointed at the figure with Trident in hand.

    Even if some people have guessed that it may be a God, but no one chooses to shrink back. The ideological education in the past year has already planted the seeds of rebellion in their hearts. Each one has the spirit of smashing the temple shrine without rain.

    Seeing Shao Shang''s face in the cockpit, he couldn''t hang up. He was crushed by a group of ordinary people in courage. He could only comfort himself with the fearlessness of ignorant people, but he couldn''t hide his embarrassment after all.

    The figure holding the Trident looked at the formation of more than 500 people quietly. The black muzzle of the four bow guns was aimed at himself. After a long time, he said, "very powerful mortals, but you should be very clear that mortals are mole ants in front of the gods and leave saints. I think in your courage, you can let bygones be bygones for your offenses."

    "Since you think we are all mole ants, why do you stare at one of them? As her teacher, I have the obligation to stand in front of her." Chengying''s mouth is slightly crooked. He doesn''t have any awe of the gods. Instead, he is bargaining like a philistine merchant.

    "Just because she is my chosen saint, I can do whatever I want. Since you are all mole ants, why should I care about the wishes of insects?" Poseidon is not angry because of the words of the film. Maybe the gods are like this. They are always bullied and coaxed all day. People who are used to kowtowing will appreciate it when they meet a few people who are neither humble nor arrogant.

    "Yes! We are all insects. No one will care about the opinions of insects, but people have exhausted all kinds of methods by burning, poisoning and flooding. War is accompanied by the continuation of the whole civilization, but their number has never been reduced compared with that before the emergence of mankind.

    You, who treat us as insects, seem to have forgotten a fact, insects! Never really defeated! " The words of the film were resounding and shocked everyone on the end of the world.

    We are insects, but we live forever, never give in, never destroy!

    "Oh! Ha ha ha! You are more interesting than I thought. Is that your pride as an insect? " Poseidon''s words were a pun. He felt that the filmmaker should understand.

    "No matter how you understand it, but you shouldn''t limit a life eager for freedom because of your own interest. I know very well that the inheritance of God needs to sacrifice her life. As a teacher, I don''t allow such a thing to happen."

    "But I gave her strength, and the price she paid was freedom. It''s fair, isn''t it?" Poseidon seems very interested in chatting with Chengying.

    "Did you ask her for advice? Impose your values on others and think it''s fair. Only arrogant gods can do so.

    However, I have to tell you an unfortunate news. Free will will never succumb to mere gods. There was a god countless times stronger than you, with hundreds of millions of believers, but it was still defeated in the burning fire of civilization and turned into simple spiritual sustenance.

    Weakness and ignorance are never obstacles to survival, but arrogance is! The race of God, if it does not change, will sooner or later become the tears of the times. " Chengying''s tone of judgment made Poseidon frown slightly, but he had to admit that they were indeed arrogant.

    "An excuse can''t convince any gods. What''s your support? The burning stick in their hands?" Poseidon''s weapon of criticism was no better than that, so he took up a more powerful weapon of criticism.

    [to be continued]

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