In the silent shipwreck cemetery, Chen Xing came to an ancient ship.

The young phoenix hovered over the ship and made a clear cry.

This is an inconspicuous ship with an old style and a clumsy chimney standing in the middle. It reminds people of the factories of the last century. To say it is ugly is an understatement.

The hull of the boat is old and mottled, embroidered in a mess, and covered with thick shells and water plants, and its original shape cannot be seen at all.

It seems as if it has been sunk for endless years and is about to become a pile of dirt.

"This is my boat?"

Although he was a little disappointed, he could feel that there was a vague connection between him and the ship.

As if the resonance came from the depths of his blood, he couldn't help but get closer, stretched out his hand, and touched the rusty hull.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and the blinding light made him unable to open his eyes.

"Wow, wow..."

The sound of the waves reached his ears, and he felt the fishy smell of the sea breeze.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Then there was the dull sound of artillery.

He gradually adapted to the light and found himself suspended above a sea area.

There are many ships below. Their bows are facing each other, their guns are roaring, and they seem to be fighting.

One side has an advantage in terms of the number of ships, at least twice as many as the other side, and their appearance looks more advanced, their queues are neat and orderly, and they seem to be more professional.

On the other side, the ships are dilapidated and backward. Not only are they few in number, but their equipment is also very backward. Only two ships look slightly better, but there is still a clear gap between them and the other side.

The comparison of the combat power of the two sides is clear at a glance. It's just that the disadvantaged side is still fighting tenaciously.

Chen Xing's eyes were fixed on the flagship of the weak side. The thick and clumsy chimney in the middle was particularly conspicuous. It seemed that this was the sunken ship that resonated with him.

He couldn't help but sigh. He was destined to be a rag-picker. Even if he found a boat, it would be an inconspicuous broken boat.

The ships from both sides were gradually approaching, and they seemed to use only three types of weapons: artillery, torpedoes, and rapid-fire machine guns. They seemed to be centuries behind.

For these old weapons, the closer the distance, the higher the hit rate. As the distance between the two sides shortens, the battle becomes more and more intense, and the balance of victory begins to tilt towards the side with greater numbers and strength.

Ships from the weak side are constantly being shot, caught on fire, sunk, and perished in the vast ocean.

Chen Xing had the mentality of being a living horse doctor, and his consciousness gradually got closer to the flagship of the big chimney.

No matter how rubbish it is, it is still his boat.

The waves beat against the side of the ship, reflecting two words - Zhiyuan.

In an instant, Chen Xing's soul seemed to have received a huge impact, and his mind went blank.

It's a familiar feeling, a resonance deep in the soul, but I can't remember what these two words mean.

"boom!"

At this moment, a "boom" suddenly came from above his head, interrupting Chen Xing's thoughts. Looking up, he saw that the big chimney flagship had also been shot, and a raging fire broke out on the deck.

However, the soldiers on this ship did not jump into the sea and escape like other sunken ships.

The captain stood in the flames, holding the rudder in his hand, looking firmly at the enemy ship ahead, and rushed resolutely.

The enemy ship's artillery fired, and the flagship was hit continuously. The side of the ship burst, the bridge collapsed, the huge chimney was penetrated, and the entire ship was on fire.

However, no one abandoned ship and jumped into the sea.

The fire was raging into the sky, but the soldiers still stood firm at their posts. Their skin melted, their bones and flesh separated, and they were finally burned into black skeletons.

Still, no one jumped into the sea...

With the determination to die, ram the enemy ship!

"boom!"

Finally, under the crazy artillery pouring from the enemy ships, the scarred flagship became slower and slower, and finally sank to the bottom of the sea.

In an instant, Chen Xing seemed to hear the cry from the heart of the ship.

They seemed to be connected by flesh and blood, sharing the same sadness and regret.

Tears flowed out involuntarily.

Behind us is the country, and in front are enemy ships, but even if we risk all our lives, we can't stop the invaders.

What kind of regret is that, what kind of sadness is that!

After being silent for a long time, Chen Xing said, "I understand what you mean."

"Just let me, with this meager body..."

Chen Xing slowly raised his hand, the wind and waves in the spiritual sea were strong, and the runes reflected each other.

Golden sand flows from the palm of your hand and falls into the seabed.

"Erase all sorrow and regret..."

"From now on, nothing in the world can stop you from riding the wind and waves!"

In the deep sea, golden sand is scattered and falls on the hull of the ship.

The whole ship shook, the shells and seaweeds attached to the hull were scattered, the rust faded away, the twisted ship cannon, the chimney pierced by the shells, and the riddled bridge were all restored little by little.

"Come back, immortal heroic spirit."

"Open up a new era with me!"

In the sea of ​​​​spirits, the large black pottery urn, the devil's pot, and all the counterfeit artifacts that hold spirits are making a huge buzz.

The amount of golden sand is increasing, and the small streams turn into huge waterfalls, pouring towards the seabed.

"Rumble..."

A large amount of gold sand poured into the hull, and the ship lying on the seabed slowly righted itself. Countless scars were melted and healed, and it looked like new from the ship's side to the deck.

However, the repair of the ship is only on the surface. The heart of the ship is still dead and lifeless, as if a body has been repaired, but there is no soul inside.

"Why don't you wake up?"

"What are you waiting for?"

Chen Xing stared blankly at the bottom of the sea.

Gradually, he felt it.

The heart of the ship is scarred and has lost all strength. Like a broken heart, even if the surface is restored, the internal cracks cannot be healed.

What they bear is not only their own regrets, but also the sorrow of the times. That stupid and selfish old woman would rather build a garden than upgrade armaments, which ultimately made them hate themselves.

And died.

Even heroes have a fragile side. They feel deeply disappointed with the world and would rather sleep forever than face it again.

Chen Xing couldn't help but sigh. Unexpectedly, he failed at the last step.

Maybe this is fate.

When he was at a loss, a clear phoenix call came from the spiritual sea, like the horn of dawn, resounding throughout the sky.

Three young phoenixes flew out of the spiritual sea on their own and hovered over the sunken ship.

They chirp, full of attachment and reluctance to this world, but also yearning and expectation for the new world.

Above the clouds, Chen Xing seemed to see that stubborn and kind-hearted man smiling at him.

For a moment, he seemed to understand the other person's intention, and a lung-splitting roar came from his chest: "No!"

But I saw three young phoenixes flying up into the sky, then folding their wings and swooping down toward the sea.

"Bang!"

Splashes of water rose into the sky. The flames steamed the seawater, and the seawater melted the flames. The body of the first phoenix gradually dimmed, and the flames went out. The second one continued to rush down on the path of its companions, and the flames were completely eroded by the seawater.

The three young phoenixes tried their best, and the last spark fell into the ship.

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"tumultuous!"

On the calm sea, a huge wave suddenly arose.

The water flowed backwards, and the waterfall hung upside down. Amid the rolling waves, a blazing warship emerged from the sea.

The hull of the ship is engraved with four simple words - Phoenix Zhiyuan!

The burning warship reborn from Nirvana, the air whistle sounded, and it rushed towards the enemy ship in front of it. The majestic and vast aura stirred the world, and the blood in the chest could not help but boil. It was the awe-inspiring aura belonging to the heroic spirit, the most powerful, the most powerful, and invincible.

All the enemy ships turned their guns and fired thousands of guns, shaking the sky and the earth. However, they saw the burning warship facing the cannon fire, riding the wind and waves, and rammed into the enemy ship.

"boom!"

The bow of the ship crashed into the side of the enemy ship like a broken bamboo. The enemy ship suddenly became like paper, separated from the middle, broke into two parts, and sank suddenly.

The burning warship passed through the wreckage of the enemy ship and crashed into the next enemy ship.
To be continued...