Liang Jian: I have a canteen

The bow section of the ship lost its balance and began to sink rapidly.

The bow crashed into the sea, creating a huge splash. The black seawater instantly submerged the deck, leaving only scattered debris swirling in the waves.

The stern section was still stubbornly sticking up, but under the continuous onslaught of the wind, it gradually twisted and cracked.

"The ship is about to break apart!" Hans shouted, disregarding his own safety, and struggled to crawl towards Lina.

Xu San wanted to help, but he couldn't stand steadily either.

This kind of shaking and jolting is something that no martial arts skill can overcome.

With a loud, muffled boom, a bolt of lightning struck the antenna on the bridge.

Looking at the enormous lightning bolt, Xu San's eyes twitched, because at that moment he suddenly remembered his own experience of being struck by lightning.

Not once, but twice.

Once in Taiyuan, and once in Huangyadong.

Although he didn't die, he was able to travel back in time briefly.

However, the current situation is really not suitable for being struck by lightning.

"Boom!" Another bolt of lightning struck the bow of the ship and burst into flames.

The fire burned in the wind and rain. The crimson flames were not extinguished by the cold rain, but were instead whipped into a wild dance by the gale-force winds of the tornado, becoming the most ferocious blood-red flames in the darkness before dawn.

The pale, lingering traces of lightning still hung in the sky. Xu San stood up and moved towards a spot that seemed safe from being struck by lightning.

He had only moved a short distance when a bolt of lightning struck less than twenty meters away. The distance was a bit far, but Xu San still felt a tingling, itchy sensation. If it weren't raining, Xu San felt his hair would definitely stand on end.

If the hair stands on end and is blonde, then it's a Super Saiyan.

Shaking his head, Xu San stopped thinking about it and continued moving towards the safe place.

The metal deck at the bow had been scorched by lightning, leaving blackened holes. The canvas, paint, and wooden decorations hidden inside the cabin were instantly ignited, and clusters of orange-red flames licked wildly with the wind, quickly covering every crevice at the bow.

Rain pounded on the fire, stirring up a hissing cloud of steam that mingled with the salty sea breeze and the acrid smell of burning plastic, spreading a suffocating despair in the darkness.

The gale is an accomplice of fire; its flames are torn into ribbons that dance in the sky, sweeping up humans who look like insects, sending them soaring through the air, and then crashing back onto the ship.

Water and fire are merciless; wherever they passed, curtains, carpets, and deck debris were all set ablaze, and the entire front half of the cruise ship instantly became a burning floating hell amidst the raging waves.

The firelight tore through the thick darkness, but it couldn't illuminate a single sign of life.

The ship tilted violently under the grip of the tornado, and people stumbled and tumbled in the scorching hot cabin.

The thick smoke choked people so much that they couldn't open their eyes or make a sound; only blurry figures struggled futilely between the fire and the waves.

Flames burned through the bulkhead, licking the already overburdened steel frame. The scorched steel plates emitted strange, cracking sounds. Cracks that had already been torn apart by the gale spread rapidly under the dual ravages of high temperature and immense force, like a ferocious maw opening wider and wider.

Rainwater and seawater poured wildly into the burning cabin, and steam, thick smoke, and waves churned into a chaotic mess.

Fueled by the wind, and amplified by the wind, the colossal ship became a sacrifice abandoned by heaven and earth amidst towering pillars of wind and towering waves. The flames at the bow burned ever brighter, turning the dark sea a fiery red, while the keel in the middle of the hull, twisted, scorched, and battered relentlessly, emitted a dying, agonizing groan as it prepared to break. (End of Chapter)