Chapter 2519: Giant snapping turtle

Maker Luke is not interested in any family heritage. He still stubbornly believes that Simmons Rock is a better chatter among humans, at least the best he has seen so far.
Being Luke, I boarded the airship and tried to probe Simmons Locke's tone.
Simmons Locke's view of Maker Luke is four words: powerful and arrogant.
As a strong man, Simmons Locke, who is also a descendant of the ancient family, must have his own set of methods to distinguish the strong from the weak. Therefore, in addition to the name of the apostle, he can still judge Luke's strength, which does not allow People are surprised.
But arrogance... how did he judge it?
I was present throughout this negotiation, and every word they had said was still in my ears. I didn't realize that Luke showed any arrogance!
To resolve my doubts, I directly asked Simmons Locke for help: "Uncle, you think Luke is arrogant. Where do you start?"
"Eyes, and expressions" Simmons Locke explained: "The eyes of arrogant people, whether they are dealing with enemies or allies, are as sharp as a falcon. Although the maker Luke hangs his head slightly from the beginning , Even wearing a windshield, but the sharp eyes that flashed out at that moment could not be concealed."
"And" he took a deep breath, staring at the blue sea beyond the window side, and said lightly: "From the beginning to the end, his expression is solid like a rock."
I pondered it carefully, let alone, there really is such a thing, and then think about the expressions when he talked and laughed with Antoun, all doubts were instantly relieved.
Luke is an arrogant apostle...No, this doesn't seem to belong to Luke only, every apostle is the same!
The arrogant apostle.
It’s no wonder that they will be condemned one by one by humans that they don’t look up to. Their arrogant character is like a poisonous and coveted snake. They can show their compulsion, but they may also bite themselves severely at the most critical moment. , Even if it is not fatal, it will suffer for a long time.
Later, I asked Simmons Locke about his impression of the apostle.
"Although his arrogance is annoying to me, it is real. Although he has not been in contact for a long time, the intimidating and terrifying magic wave makes me unforgettable. Now that I think about it, I still shudder."
"Except for arrogance, everything else is not bored, right?" I asked.
Simmons Locke looked at my eyes and nodded: "As you said, except for arrogance, the apostle is not disgusting."
"Huh, okay," I muttered to myself.
"What?" he asked without hearing it.
"Nothing" I shook my head: "I just think that since you don't hate the apostle, it's easier to handle."
"What is easy to do?" He asked puzzled.
"Next" I smiled and said: "My airship will carry us to an island known as a forbidden land."
"Forbidden area!" Simmons Locke looked dumbfounded, and then said in shock: "Xiaoyi, you are messing around again! Forbidden area is a restricted area of ​​life, how can you just go?"
"People in the world say that the land is the forbidden zone of life, but it is just their misunderstanding, just as everyone says that the apostle is a disaster."
Simmons Lock frowned and asked, "Even so, what is the point of going to the forbidden land? Is it just to prove that the world is wrong?"
"Not so, Uncle" I shook my head and said, "The forbidden area we are going to is not simple, because there is another apostle living there."
"These apostles really like to live on the island!" Simmons Lock paused, and suddenly laughed: "No wonder the number of conquered apostles has been so small since the era of the goblin rule. There are two or one in total. Oh...hehe, I don’t remember, anyway, there are very few. I thought that all the apostles had been killed or sealed off. It turned out to be to avoid trouble and choose to live away from the world."
"Please allow me to refute your opinion, Uncle" I said solemnly: "Your original idea was correct. The apostle was indeed killed and sealed. Now the first apostle you see-the maker Luke , And the second apostle you are about to see-Anthun, were killed before, but by chance, they were resurrected."
Simmons Locke's expression changed: "Is there really a resurrection technique in this world?"
"I don't know, but I think that if you can come back from the dead, only an apostle can do it."
Simmons Lock dropped his eyelids in loss, leaned back on the sofa, and said nothing.
what's going on?
How to say it well, suddenly fell into a state of silence and melancholy?
And looking at his lost look, it didn't seem like he was playing melancholy, and he didn't need to be melancholy, because in the whole room, apart from him, there was only me.
Perplexed, I had to follow the atmosphere and fell silent.
The speed of the airship was very fast, and it quickly reached the sea area where the Forbidden Island group was located, but when it reached the position, the pilot did not land, but circled the sea area for several weeks.
He lay on the side of the window and glanced outside. Yes, the sea is this sea, but what about the islands? Did it float away along the ocean current?
is it possible?
After thinking hard for a while, I suddenly patted my forehead, and suddenly realized: Damn, I even forgot, that island group is all placed on Anthun's back!
Antun is a living creature. If he wants to look elsewhere on a whim, he will naturally leave with the entire island group!
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door. Upon opening the door, it was the airship staff.
The staff saluted me first, and then conveyed the driver's report: "My lord, the airship has arrived at the destination, but the islands are gone."
I nodded: "Well, I already know, you go tell the driver, from now on, enter the free driving stage until you find the island group."
The staff retired.
In the room, Simmons Locke raised his head, looked at me, and asked, "What's the matter? Is it already here?"
He held the side of the window and looked under his eyes, there was still the vast sea, not only wondering: "What about the islands?"
"Wandering away."
"Is the island still roaming?" He seemed to hear an uninteresting joke, curled his lips, and said: "Do you treat it as a living thing?"
"It's a living thing, Uncle" I said seriously: "The previous expression has some errors. Let me correct it. The other apostle does not live on islands, but those islands are part of his body. In that case, his entire torso is about the size of a small piece of land, um...equivalent to the size of a medium-sized town in York City."
Simmons Locke asked in surprise: "What kind of species is this apostle, so huge?"
"I don't know the species, but it looks like a bastard...No, it's a tortoise, um, a snapping turtle, a giant snapping turtle."
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