Vol 2 Chapter 985: Consolation

　　Acharn sat in the position of the captain, watching the battleship blessed by Nurgle with a cold eye, with a little disgust in his expression.
The daily slogan of the devastating believers is blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull master. The population of Yuannan obviously can't satisfy the appetite of this great god, especially after he received the blood of the demon hunter, it seems that he has completely opposed the Yuan. Nan lost interest.
　　 In comparison, he prefers the chaotic-occupied area between the loess area and the old continent. Every year, countless barbarian tribes form a coalition to sweep the east and west continents under the flicker of terror.
　　 And the main positions of Ernie and Yinqi are at the high level of the various races, mainly infiltration and corruption. They occasionally make news in the Far South, and they have been put out in the flames.
Only Nurgle, the most active evil in the Far South is Nurgle. This plague lord, the pollution lord seems to have an extraordinary interest in this fertile soil of Far South, and throws his family here again and again. Stall in the quagmire.
　　Consolation is a work inspired by his interest. No one knows whether this warship once belonged to a pirate group or a hapless Old World ship owner. The only thing that is certain is that it was sunk by a Serris warship.
　　 Then, on the bottom of the endless ocean, Consolation was reborn. It grew, changed, and distorted slowly on the bottom of the ocean like a living thing, absorbing the malice of the drowned crew members.
　　 It was immersed in Nurgle's poisonous embrace, its mast became curved, and its once burnt sail became a skin-like substance.
The changes in the internal structure of the 　　 Comfort are more complicated, with blisters growing on its hull. Its keel seemed to be swollen with a twisted intestine, filling half of the cabin, so that every living thing trying to pass had to go through these mucus secreting structures, like internal organs.
　　 That’s right, this Nurgle battleship has its own crew. Those crew members who unfortunately died on the ship were forcibly left on the battleship and became part of the Consolation. Whether they wanted it or not, they could never be freed.
　　 Like many other things in the Garden of Nurgle, the boundary between the dead and the living has been broken, and now the Consolation has come to life.
　　 It can breathe, it has body circulation, it has its own will, and even has emotions. It hates those enemies that have destroyed it, and returns from the bottom of the sea again and again, chasing its enemies tenaciously.
　　 It is larger and heavier than before, and a large number of spontaneously multiplied biological tissues fill the inside and outside of the battleship, so that its defensive weaknesses are no longer there. It is a monster, a killing beast.
　　 The comfort number must be comforted, it must be fed, it must be served, if it does, then it will fight for you, and it is very good at it.
　　Acharn was not satisfied with his mission at this time, but I don't know when it became a little weird on the system interface. It was clearly displayed. As the captain of the Comfort, he destroyed five battleships.
　　 Diderick got up from the captain's chair with a bit of disgust. This is the structure that the Consolation has grown out of in order to welcome his arrival.
To match his identity, the chair looks huge, almost half the height of the mast, but Acharn always feels like he is sitting on a pile of freshly baked stool. Not only does it taste like, but it also feels slippery underneath his butt. Like.
　　 "I'm a living target." Diderick walked down the steps, the debris from the chair fell off the bone spurs behind him, and the deck under his feet made a chuckle, as if walking in mud.
　　 Diderick saw that a poor sailor had melted into the deck, leaving only his upper body struggling to scrub the deck that would never be possible to clean.
　　 "Parts on the boat, if you want," he muttered, "Activate again and fight for me."
　　 There was a response from the cabin below the deck. The crew staggered out of the darkness and walked out of the semi-biologically transformed stomach of some kind of giant beast, wiping the sweat and mucus from their eyes.
　　 Accompanied by them, the comfort number came to life. Such a ship is very difficult to kill, and any of them is very difficult to kill.
A thin crew member gradually emerged on the deck, first a few bones, then nerve tissue, and then pale muscles. Didier guessed that the hapless sailor was killed once when he was killed. Here.
　　Like other crew members, even if it was crushed into slag, it could not get rid of the dispatch of the Consolation, but this time it couldn't catch up, and Didier didn't bother to bypass it and stepped straight through its body.
　　 With the sound of bones being crushed, Diderick felt a lot more happy in his heart. After seeing the performance of these sailors, he always felt that the world around him was slowing down, which made him a little crazy.
　　 "Get the sail!" With Diderick's order, the gray-white sail, which resembled a bat-wing structure, unfolded along the twisted mast. The strange thing was that it could work like a normal sail, or even better.
"Speed ​​up, give our enemy a surprise!" In front of Diderik, the fleshy rudder continued to swell, and a half-length sailor grew out of the center of the rudder. The ape-like arm firmly grasped the underneath himself. The rudder twisted his body crazily with a flattering smile: "Oh, please~EbookFREE.me~Captain Acharn!"
Under the combined action of the sails and tentacles, the consolation began to accelerate. The turrets originally distributed on both sides of the hull moved to the front as the turrets on both sides of the consolation moved to the front. Pushing it out, the heads of howling twisted people were rudely stuffed in.
　　 "Say hello to our friends, rotten meat." Diderick looked at the big ship in the distance. With his limited education level, he couldn't connect Seris and Xinhuaxia at all.
　　 But it doesn't matter, he has limited understanding of New China in reality, and his limited time is spent on the construction site.
The sailors of 　　Consolation let out a feeble cry, seeming to be responding to Diderick, but the speed of the hands and feet was still slow, so the Consolation took the lead in the cannon fire.
The sailors on the 　　 Dingyuan were all battle-tested veterans. They had already experienced fighting against the chaos when they were in the loess region. They would not care about the strange warships.
　　 While the Consolation was still trying to charge, Dingyuan had already accelerated by Yang Fan, seized the horizontal position of the T position, and aimed the dense muzzle on his left side at the enemy.
　　 "I'm sure I sunk this warship before, but Chaos never makes sense with you." The captain of Dingyuan shrugged and gave the order to fire.
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