Marvel Ships Mga Nobela at Kwento

Very soon, the global ocean shipping field received a very shocking piece of news. The pirate organization known as ‘Black Shark’ had publicly issued a warning not to allow any ocean shipping company to cooperate with Ten Thousand Armies when it came to armed escort. Otherwise, they would be taking extreme measures to retaliate against them. Once this news came out, the entire ocean shipping field was shocked. Unexpectedly, Ten Thousand Armies, which was such a powerful and famous mercenary organization, had also begun to get involved in armed escort!

He was so shocked that he rubbed his eyes to make sure what he saw was not his imagination. Although the darkness had prevailed, he could clearly see that not a far distance from the beach, many ships were cruising toward them. The ships were all painted black. Under the dim light from the moon, the ships were as massive as a sea monster, and they were full of people standing on board. They all had muscular bodies, and they held long sabers in their hand, looking very fierce and undefeatable. The leading ship had a giant flag. It was raised more than a few feet high above with three words written on it.

Cassian frowned. “What happened?” Tan held up his tablet. “Breaking news.” Avelyn stepped closer. “What is it?” Tan turned the screen toward them. The headline was shocking. Sentinel Corporation Announces Acquisition of Three South American Shipping Companies Avelyn’s eyes widened. “That’s impossible.” Tan shook his head. “Apparently not.” Cassian read the report carefully. Three major shipping companies now belonged to Sentinel. That meant Elena Varga had just gained control of thousands of cargo vessels. The war had suddenly become much bigger.

The vessel, painted entirely in vantablack to evade satellite detection, cut through the mountainous ocean waves like a mechanical leviathan. The deck was swarming with dozens of identical Vanguard mercenaries, all armed and waiting in the torrential downpour. Julian was unceremoniously hauled out of the pod by two guards, screaming in agony as his shattered knee dragged across the non-slip deck plating. Dante and Elara stood back-to-back in the pouring rain, surrounded by an army of elite killers, trapped on a ghost ship in the middle of a raging ocean storm, realizing they had simply traded an underwater tomb for a floating fortress.

A warship slowly sailed toward Heavenly Island from a distance. Yes, it was indeed a warship equipped with ammunition. The commander of the warship was Emerson. S.H.I.E.L.D.’s flag flew in the front of the warship. It indicated that this warship didn’t belong to the American government but to S.H.I.E.L.D. of America. The warning siren suddenly went off on the island. The person in charge of monitoring the territorial waters near Heavenly Island called Tyr at once. “Boss, a warship has appeared eight nautical miles away. The ship is about to enter the area that Heavenly Island monitors. Do we need to intercept it now?” Heavenly Island not only housed a group of perverts with extraordinary com

“…it’s not a hacker.” Olivia asked quickly, “Then who?” Leo zoomed the signal. A massive military fleet moving across the ocean. Dozens of ships. Hundreds of aircraft. Daniel whispered slowly, “…that’s not one country.” Leo nodded. “No.” The fleet markers carried multiple flags. United States. Russia. China. NATO. Everyone. Inside the vault Marcus stared at the screen. “Well.” He smiled faintly. “Looks like the world noticed.”

Xiao Fang explained the function of the imperial ship to Ciao Chen. After seeing and hearing about the advantages of the imperial ship, Xiao Chen was truly amazed. It was even crazier than his own ship, so Xiao Chen was very happy to use the imperial large ship. Xiao Fang was aware of what his younger brother was planning and firmly rejected the request. This warship was not a ship for Xiao Chen to use freely. Although it was powerful, the materials needed for the ship were rare and very expensive. The empire only had ten at the half-emperor level, twenty at the king level, and a hundred at the immortal level. Xiao Fang made this ship a walking fortress for the Xiao empire if it ever explore

The sky above Novus, once a battlefield of violet beams and obsidian rings, was now filled with a hauntingly familiar silhouette. The "Mimic-Fleet" did not emerge from the void with alien hums; it arrived with the rhythmic, terrifying thump-hiss of a thousand replicated Great Engines. The Curators had used the data-harvest from the Sovereignty-Virus to 3D-print an armada of bronze-wood ships, each one a grotesque, oversized caricature of the Aethel-Dawn.

Vanessa, still reloading her rifle, snapped her head up, already alert. “What is it?” The screen flickered, displaying satellite footage of something massive rising from the depths of the ocean floor. Impossible. The Return of the Nightmare Rook’s voice crackled through the cockpit comms, strained but urgent: “We’ve got multiple signatures... coming up fast!” Through the storm-filled horizon, dark shapes emerged, pushing through the churning waves. A fleet of unmanned warships, their steel hulls gleaming, automated and deadly. At the center of the advancing armada...

I was too caught up in myself to notice the several large ships filling the blue skies above. "Stop Zax, come back, the planet is getting invaded," Marwan yelled worriedly, seeing the ships. He dashed after me. He grabbed my long hair and pulled me back painfully. I gasped heatedly, getting a tiny thrill from it. I fell back into his open arms and turned to look up at him. "Stop your dramatics and look up, pofa," he said sternly. I glanced towards the sky and blocked sunlight and cursed. "Who the fuck is that," I growled. Marwan squinted his greenish yellow eyes and frowned.