Chapter 120 Ship Spirit! Ship spirit!
Seeing the sudden change in the expressions of the four people, Adrian couldn't help but wave his hands.
"Please rest assured, I mean no harm..."
Simple words cannot appease the skeptical eyes.
Adrian added: "As early as a few months ago when we passed the Twin Gorges of Upside Down Mountain, I also asked Mr. Kurokas about this issue. He also told me at that time that the Oral Jackson was currently operated by Roger Seaman. The deputy captain of the thieves - Pluto Silbaz Rayleigh controls..."
Tom's expression suddenly relaxed, "So does White Ghost still know Kurokas?"
Adrian said: "It's not that we know each other, we just had a few brief conversations and exchanged some trivial information."
Tom glanced at Adrian. Although he was older, his eyes were not clouded.
As the shipmate who accompanies Roger on his last and greatest adventure, Kurokas is no simple character.
If the "chips" paid by White Ghost were not enough, the Pirate King's ship's doctor would not tell any news about the "Auro Jackson" under any circumstances.
Tom can be sure of this!
The deep bond between Roger and his crew is unimaginable to ordinary people!
Therefore, the "intelligence" that White Ghost deliberately talked about must have involved some very important news, which made Kurokas hand over the choice to Rayleigh...
It's just that Kurokas, a friend who disembarked early, still doesn't quite understand the true situation of the Pirate King ship that once arrived at Lavdru...
Tom sighed, "Actually, I know where the Oral Jackson is."
Adrian cheered up, "I wonder if Mr. Tom can tell me?"
"Come with me..."
Tom took Adrian into the warehouse behind the studio, and fumbled for a secret door from the warehouse where all kinds of waste and debris were piled up. He opened the secret door and came to a semi-open pit. .
The "wall" of this pit is entirely made of the remains of various ships, and is not flat at all. At the bottom of the pit is a deep pool of water.
The faint sunlight slanted down from the round hole several meters in diameter in the sky, pouring on the sailboat anchored on the water of the pothole pool.
This is a huge, weathered three-masted sailing ship.
The crimson canvas was sunburned to gray and tattered, and the scorch marks of flame ammunition were faintly visible; there were countless deep marks on the roughly painted striped hull, and the gun ports on both sides were also rusted;
There are two symmetrical mermaid bow statues made of gold. The mermaid on the right has lost half of its tail. The huge dark brown iron battering ram in the shape of a spear raised in front of the bow is unknown to people. Violently broken by rough means;
The most serious injury on the whole ship was the huge slash crack between the cabin and the deck that almost split the entire ship in two, so that the front half of the bow was completely separated from the main body of the ship!
It is hard to imagine that just two years ago, this badly damaged sailing ship carried the Roger Pirates on an unprecedented and great voyage!
"This is the Oral Jackson you are looking for..."
Tears flashed in Tom's eyes, and he introduced Adrian with reluctance and regret.
Adrian silently walked forward and took a close look at the completely damaged Pirate King ship.
It's hard to imagine how powerful the destructive power was to cause such huge and intensive damage to this powerful pirate ship, which was mainly made of the Treasure Tree Adam.
"Since Roger was executed in Rogue Town in September last year, the World Government has joined forces with the Navy Headquarters to hunt down and execute anyone related to the Pirate King. The remnants of the Roger Pirates are the first to bear the brunt..."
Tom told the story of how the Oro Jackson died in an extremely calm tone, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
"...The sea surface seemed to have been exploded. The sea tide, which had been surging for too long in the lightless deep sea, roared and washed away the entire sailboat... Under the bright gilded Buddha light, a very strong shock wave hit the Austrian On the deck of the Luo Jackson, the indestructible domineering force penetrated the extremely tough wood, and the incredible weight tilted forward according to the hull...
"...The precious wood materials are shattering, the scarlet sails are burning, and Pluto's ears are ringing with the painful groans of the sailing ship's keel. It is bearing a load that exceeds the upper limit of the design... The wood across the endless ocean is broken one after another, and the wood carvings are decorated The railing of the ship was smashed into pieces, and the huge Buddha's hand pinched the iron battering ram of the bow..."
"...The lower half of the Oro Jackson was almost perpendicular to the sea surface, and sea water surged in from the front half... A huge slash like a cloud hanging from the sky was swung from Pluto's hand, and the dragon bones broke like thunder... Several old crew members followed. Along with the waves, foam, whirlpools and broken wood, they were submerged by the closing sea water, leaving a string of silent bubbles..."
"...Finally, it's the last leg of the cruise ship away from home - the return trip across the Seven Rivers..."
Adrian closed his eyes slightly and carefully felt every bit of the Oral Jackson.
At this moment, a special and weak spiritual wave was transmitted to his mind, a kind of pleading emotion.
The Oro Jackson, the pirate ship that was clearly [dead], was asking him for help!
Adrian opened his eyes suddenly, excitement flashing in his eyes.
"Mr. Tom, this ship is not dead yet!"
"What?"
Adrian raised his palms with a slight urgency. In the dark pit environment, subtle blue fluorescence flowed from his palms, spreading forward, gradually covering the Oral Jackson completely.
As time passed slowly, the faint blue fluorescence concentrated on the main mast. To be precise, it was the pirate flag at the highest point of the main mast!
The flag logo of the Roger Pirates is a huge white skull with two circles of white beard like waves growing on the upper teeth of the skull, and a pair of slender cross bones standing on the back.
Under the illumination of psionic energy, this legendary logo unique to the Roger Pirates was gradually rendered into a blue color.
At this moment, the nether energy suddenly separated from the pirate flag and turned into a ball of light in mid-air, slowly flying towards Adrian. A faint shadow could be seen flickering in the ball of light.
The faint blue ball of light gradually rested on Adrianto's raised palm, constantly collapsing inward, and finally turned into a semi-illusory ghost about the size of an adult's hand!
"This is..." Mr. Tom's eyes widened in shock, "Ship Spirit?!"
Even though he is a legendary shipwright, Mr. Tom has never sailed with the pirates. He has never seen a ship spirit in his life, let alone holding a ship spirit directly in his hand like this!
"That's right! This is the ship's spirit of the Oral Jackson!"
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