On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

He paused, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

"It sank along with the ship."

"Let them remain forever in this sea they are so proud of."

"As ordered!"

Yue Fei's voice revealed the excitement unique to a military general.

Soon, several Zhenyuan-class assault boats broke through the still steaming sea surface and rushed towards the Fearless at high speed.

Dressed in black special forces armor and wielding a horse-slaying saber, Yue Fei was the first to step onto the enemy ship's deck.

Behind him were hundreds of elite Shenji Battalion soldiers, armed to the teeth.

Each person was enveloped in a solid killing intent honed through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Upon their arrival, the already demoralized East India Company soldiers instantly panicked, throwing down their weapons and kneeling in fear.

"Don't kill me! I surrender!"

Yue Fei didn't even look at it.

His gaze locked precisely on Carter, whose face was ashen inside the bridge.

"The prince has ordered."

His voice was devoid of any emotion.

"All officers, make a trip."

"Those who resist will die."

As Carter looked at the terrifying figure before him, the last shred of pride he held as an Imperial soldier was utterly crushed.

He had no choice.

They could only follow along obediently like a stray dog, hoping for a slim chance of survival.

Minutes later, Carter and a dozen of his officers were put onto the assault boat.

It happened the instant they disembarked.

The bow main gun of a Zhenyuan-class destroyer silently glowed with a ghostly blue light.

A condensed beam of energy flashed by.

boom! ! !

The "Dauntless," a behemoth of armored ships carrying the ambitions of the British Empire, along with hundreds of soldiers still dreaming of forgiveness.

Under Carter's horrified gaze, he was instantly blasted into a sky full of burning metal dust.

……

The Phoenix interrogation room.

Carter was strapped to an interrogation chair made of alloy, the air so cold it felt like it could freeze your breath.

He watched as the man in front of him, wearing a pure gold mask, slowly peeled an orange for the stunningly beautiful woman beside him.

Who is that man?

Why does he possess godlike power?

What on earth does he want to do?

Carter's mind was in complete chaos.

John Carter.

Lin Zhen finally spoke, his voice still calm and casual, as if he were catching up with an old friend.

"Tell me about 'Lionheart Castle,' and about your mysterious 'Archbishop.'"

"Tell me everything you know."

"Maybe if I'm in a better mood, I can make your death a little easier."

"Make it quicker?"

Carter laughed maniacally upon hearing this, his laughter hoarse and desperate.

"Do you think I'm that idiot Harrington? Someone who'd be scared out of my wits by a few words?"

He suddenly looked up, his bloodshot blue eyes fixed on Lin Zhen, burning with the last vestiges of madness of an imperial soldier.

"I won't say anything!"

"I am a naval officer of the British Empire, and behind me stands the great British Empire, the invincible Royal Navy."

He roared, trying to dispel the fear that had seeped into his bones with his voice.

"You barbarians of the East, you will pay the price for your atrocities today!" "The Imperial fleet will raze your land to the ground! And hang you all from the masts!"

"Really?"

Lin Zhen's expression remained completely unchanged.

He even had the leisure to offer a peeled orange segment to Murong Yan's lips.

Murong Yan opened her red lips and took it in, then extended her delicate tongue and gently hooked it against his fingertip.

This intimate yet oblivious gesture was like a silent slap across Carter's face, instantly turning his face, which had been flushed with anger, ashen.

This is humiliating!

The ultimate humiliation!

"you……"

He was about to curse.

Lin Zhen waved his hand, his tone becoming extremely impatient.

"Okay, stop acting."

"Your pathetic backbone is worthless in my eyes."

As he spoke, he took out a transparent chip as thin as a cicada's wing from his pocket.

That was an information storage device extracted from "fragments of civilization".

Under Carter's shocked and bewildered gaze, Lin Zhen gently placed the chip on his forehead.

The next second, Carter's body suddenly stiffened!

His blue eyes instantly lost focus, becoming empty and blank.

His mind was completely invaded by an incomprehensible and irresistible force.

He felt as if he had become a transparent container, with all his memories, secrets, and thoughts being ruthlessly opened and read by this force.

"let me see……"

Lin Zhen closed his eyes, and in the eyes beneath the mask, a waterfall of data flashed.

"Lionheart Fortress...the unsinkable fortress of Malacca, a combination of Nihilistic technology and local fortifications."

"Three hundred and sixty 'Storm' orbital turrets, and an 'Aegis' energy shield covering the entire island..."

"One of the three archbishops of the Nihilistic Party's meteorological faction, responsible for the exploration of the 'Core of the World' and the collection of 'sacrifices' in the Southeast Asian region..."

"Sacrifice... I see. They want to forcibly catalyze the awakening of the 'Core of the World' through large-scale human sacrifice. How vicious."

Lin Zhen frowned slightly.

He doesn't like people engaging in such underhanded tactics on his turf.

This territory, in particular, was a gift he gave to the woman he loved.

A few minutes later, Lin Zhen opened his eyes and removed the chip from Carter's forehead.

That naval captain who was just "full of backbone"

He was foaming at the mouth and convulsing all over, lying on the ground like a lump of mud.

His spirit, will, and memory were crushed to dust in that violent information reading.

He is useless.

"Husband, how are you?"

Murong Yan looked at the human-shaped pile of mud on the ground, her cold phoenix eyes showing no pity whatsoever.

The dark gold train of her long dress glided slowly across the cold alloy floor, like a giant black python hunting its prey.

The giant golden phoenix on the skirt, with its majestic eyes, proclaimed that any ant that dared to challenge its master would face a judgment more terrifying than death.

"Nothing much, just confirmed some known facts."

Lin Zhen smiled and put the chip back into his pocket.

"but……"

He changed the subject, a playful smile curving his lips.

"I found something interesting in the mind of this poor wretch."

He turned and gave instructions into the communicator.

"Elizabeth."

“Yes, Your Highness!” Elizabeth’s excited voice came immediately.

"Share your nautical chart with the Phoenix's control panel and help me find a place called Skull Island."

Skull Island?

Elizabeth was taken aback.

"Your Highness, what are you looking for in that godforsaken place? It's a 'death zone' that we pirates avoid like the plague!"

"Legend has it that the place is shrouded in mysterious mist all year round, and any ship that gets close will lose its way and be devoured by ghosts and monsters. Even I didn't dare to go there back then."

"I know."

Lin Zhen smiled, her tone brimming with self-assured confidence.

That's why we're going.

“A place that even you maritime overlords dare not approach.”

"Isn't this exactly what we need right now—a 'Shangri-La' where we can rest in peace?"

These domineering words silenced Elizabeth for a moment, then she burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha, as expected of you, Your Highness!"

"Only you dare to treat the 'forbidden zone of death' that all pirates fear as your own backyard!"

"Wait a moment, I'll send you the coordinates right away!"

Soon, an ancient and mysterious holographic nautical chart appeared on the Phoenix's main control panel.

In the azure expanse of the Straits of Malacca, a small island surrounded by countless skull and crossbones symbols stands out prominently.

"found it."

Lin Zhen looked at the inconspicuous yet mysterious island on the map, and the corner of his mouth curved into a more amused smile.

He knew that this time, he would probably discover some interesting little things again in that so-called "death zone".