The 187th Chapter Witch's 5 Fireball Gods (5)

"Oh, God……"

"What kind of people are we fighting against?"

"Sir? What should we do? Our cannons don't have that high angle of fire!"

The sailors and soldiers on other ships of the Caribbean Sea Fleet also saw those armored witches who flew into the sky, holding flaming long swords, approaching them menacingly. In a short period of time, riots of varying degrees occurred on each ship .

As long as they are not fools, they all know that those enemies who are wearing plate armor cloaks, holding incomprehensible magical weapons that are blazing, and even flying, must be difficult to deal with!

If the other side had another pair of wings, I'm afraid they would simply disarm and surrender, right?

The soldiers began to be at a loss and asked the officers what to do, and the gunners also stopped planning to launch the artillery or reload. Even the officers at the bottom couldn't make up their minds for a while, and they all went to ask their own questions. captain.

And the captains don't even know it! When dealing with pirates, or even monsters in the sea, maybe they can still know how to deal with them.

However, when dealing with the current enemy who can fly and is obviously not an ordinary human being, it is not something they can easily make a decision on.

Therefore, they all looked at the center of the fleet in unison, waiting for the next order from the largest flagship "Zhengli".

"Your Excellency, what should we do? Please give an order!"

The adjutant of the flagship Commitment also endured the uneasiness in his heart and ran to Lord Beckett's side, asking the other party to issue an order in response to this situation.

"Anthony, I have a bad feeling..."

As the flying enemies gradually approached, Lord Beckett finally sighed, turned to look at his adjutant, and said in a lonely tone:

"Failure will be inevitable... Maybe it would be better if all of this was just a dream?"

Unlike the eager agitation of the adjutant under his command, Lord Beckett seemed a little calm on the contrary.

Now, he seemed to understand a little bit why Port Royal was occupied by a group of heretics who were said to be witches, and he also understood why the shrewd and capable Brigadier General Norrington, who commanded more than a thousand elite soldiers, surrendered easily.

turn out to be,

These enemies are completely different from the ones they usually face. They...can actually do real witchcraft?

In addition to flying, they must also have other means of attack, right? So, what method should I use to resist?

musket? The soldiers under Norrington also had more than a thousand muskets...

"Your Excellency, give the order!"

Seeing the enemy in the sky getting closer, the adjutant couldn't help urging loudly.

"What can we do with such an enemy?"

Lord Beckett ignored his adjutant Anthony, but turned around muttering to himself, and continued to look up at the figure that was flying towards them and was getting closer.

It seems that the one in the golden armor...is a woman? witch?

As for witches, Lord Beckett said that he has seen quite a few of them himself, no matter real witches or fake witches, don't they just make themselves weird and play some disgusting witchcraft?

Where is there such a witch who is dressed in a heroic full-body plate armor and can fly?

There must be something wrong with the information, right?

"damn it!"

Seeing that his chief had lost control at this fatal moment, Adjutant Anthony couldn't help becoming furious.

This kind of aristocratic master who has not experienced too much suffering is unreliable! If, instead of a general killed in a bloody storm, it doesn't matter whether your enemy is a god or a devil, flying in the sky or swimming in the water, it doesn't matter whether you win or not. In this case, they will only fight Order to fire, let's fight first!

"Hurry up! Send out musketeers, line up! Target: Enemies in the sky! Tell them, they are free to fire!"

Seeing that the enemy had flown to only a few tens of meters away from the outermost warship, the adjutant Anthony, who was unwilling to sit still, couldn't care less, and directly passed his chief, Lord Beckett, and turned towards the military order with a ferocious face. the officer ordered.

"Ah? Yes!"

The herald froze for a moment, and first glanced at the Lord, who was the commander of the fleet, and saw that the other party neither agreed nor objected, and then loudly responded to the order.

After waiting for a long time, the captains of the outer warships who finally received the order began to act one after another. In fact, even if there was no order, they planned to do so.

On their ship, a large group of musketeers began to flock to the deck. After a simple formation on the deck, the muskets in their hands raised their muzzles one after another, aiming at the enemies attacking from the sky.

In fact, they prefer to directly bombard them with artillery.

It's just that the artillery on the battleship does not have such a large elevation angle, and the one that can directly hit the enemy in the sky can only be an anti-aircraft gun, definitely not the gunpowder naval gun of this era.

No one dared to forcibly raise the shooting angle of the naval guns. If they insisted on doing that, it would be difficult to say whether they could hit the enemy. My life!

"Ready, aim... fire!"

"Fire!!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Finally, after the armored witches who could fly in the sky approached the effective distance, the gunners of the warships on the outer layer began to shoot into the air under the orders of their respective officers.

Countless musket blasts sounded.

After bursts of gunpowder smoke, the scorching lead bullets shot towards the enemy in the sky for the first time in this era!

Although the soldiers are also very afraid of this flying enemy beyond their understanding, in most of their minds, these flying enemies, perhaps, just acquired some special abilities .

Now that they have so many muskets, if they shoot at close range, even if the opponent can fly, they will definitely be punched out of countless blood holes, and then they will fall straight down, right?

"ah!"

"Ah! My arm is broken!"

"Help...they really know terrible witchcraft!"

Following the firing of muskets, in the next moment, countless screams began to sound.

It's just that these screams are not from the witches, but from the musketeers who just fired!

The musketeers who shot the witches in silver-white armor were fine, their bullets would only be deflected or bounced off; while the soldiers who didn't have eyes, aimed directly at the witches in golden or red armors and robbed them were fine. Unlucky, the bullets they fired would actually bounce back, directly piercing blood holes in their heads or limbs!

Countless blood or brains began to burst and splash out, instantly staining a small piece of the deck or those beautiful white sails red.

They'll never know that there's magic called shields that absorb physical and magical damage, and those bullets that bounce or deflect away are proof of that!

And there is a more powerful magic shield, it is called the reflection shield, in addition to absorbing physical and magic damage, it can also reflect the attack to the enemy, those who have fallen on the deck, or **** screaming, or Soldiers who have died directly are the best example.

This reflective shield was a simple enchantment added by little Anne to the witch bracelets of the five of Charlotte and the others. In this low-magic world, it seemed unusually easy to use.

"How could this be? How is this possible?!"

Lieutenant Anthony, who had just given the attack order on his behalf, was also dumbfounded now.

Under their countless musketeers approaching and shooting, those enemies were intact? Some of them can even directly bounce back the bullets fired? How could such a thing happen?

Oh, God……

What kind of incredible method is this? Could it be that they are all devils crawling out of hell?

"snort!"

After seeing the enemy attacking, Charlotte snorted coldly and gave orders loudly.

"Everyone spread out and surround them! Don't let any ship escape! Those who don't surrender, those who resist, will be burned!"

Charlotte herself knows that the shields of their witch bracelets are time-limited.

Now, they must take advantage of the time when the enemy is intimidated, and use thunderous means to directly force the opponent to surrender! Only after burning a batch of ships and making the other party realize that they have the ability to easily destroy the entire fleet, the remaining ones will give up resistance and surrender obediently.

"Yes! High Priest!"

The witches hovering next to Charlotte responded and quickly dispersed.

Above the sea and sky, they used their white figures to slowly form a sparse connection line, faintly surrounding the entire Caribbean Sea fleet lined up in battle.

The enemy's flagship, should it be that ship?

After seeing the witches under him start to move, Charlotte began to fly directly towards the center of the enemy fleet.

In the center of these enemy fleets, there is the largest and tallest warship, and its decoration is also the most gorgeous!

Generally speaking, that battleship should be the enemy's flagship, right?

Then, the supreme commander of their fleet must be on it!

Therefore, now Charlotte intends to directly force the enemy's leader to surrender, so as to achieve the goal of successfully capturing the entire fleet! She believed that she could easily do this herself.

"Which of you is the commander?"

Charlotte flew directly to the top of Lord Beckett's flagship Commitment, a distance of about ten meters, and asked sharply.

When she was about to say something to force the other party to surrender, how could she have expected that a smaller warship suddenly rushed over sideways, and the sailors and soldiers on it dared to attack her regardless of life or death? Shooting, even some sailors were fiddling with a smaller light artillery on the deck.

They...are they planning to forcibly raise the muzzle height and direct direct-point bombardment at her?

"court death!!"

Charlotte scolded lightly. It seemed that these enemies did not intend to surrender easily.

Or, why not give them some color and let them know what is an irresistible existence!

flame……

A fireball began to spit out from Charlotte's left hand, which was not holding a sword, and gradually grew larger. She decided to use this ship that dared to shoot at her as an example for the other commander, or else , the enemy's flagship, I'm afraid it will continue to resist, right?

"Splitting Fire!"

Charlotte slammed the fireball on her left hand towards the battleship that was still approaching her. Under her control, a blazing fireball slightly larger than a human head directly aimed at the small battleship. The deck roared and struck.

Soon, after almost a breath, the fireball with extremely high magical energy directly hit the gunpowder barrel next to the cannon that was erected and was about to bombard her.

boom! ! !

There was a loud noise of gunpowder being detonated and the fireball exploding.

After the gunpowder was ignited and exploded, all the sailors who were fiddling with the cannon were blown into a pile of pieces and flew out, and the magic fireball also exploded at the same time. Countless flames seemed to come out of nowhere, directly The entire battleship was completely submerged in flames.

"ah!!!"

"Help!!!"

Countless Pyromen screamed and rushed out of the cabin one by one.

The lucky ones were able to jump directly into the sea, allowing the sea water to extinguish the flames on their bodies in time, but more fell on the deck one after another, and some even fell on the cabin door without even touching it. Inside, swallowed by ruthless flames!

After a while, more and more intense roars began to sound inside the small warship. Those explosions should be the ignition of the powder kegs stored inside.

boom! boom! boom! ! !

After bursts of explosions, billows of black smoke rose into the sky...

Those gunpowder kegs that exploded directly blasted the wooden warship into huge gaps one after another. Countless flaming sawdust was blown into the sky, and then fell down one after another, just like a rain of flames. generally.

boom! ! !

After immersing for a while, the battleship suddenly let out another huge roar.

That was the largest ammunition depot in the bottom warehouse of the battleship, and it was finally detonated by the flames. Finally, the battleship was instantly shattered into countless fragments, and at the same time broke into two dilapidated pieces. In his eyes, the heavy part began to slowly sink into the sea, leaving only a few burning planks and large pieces of debris still floating on the sea surface...

"Now! State your decision: Surrender? Or die?!"

Amidst the thick smoke and flames formed by the burning and sinking battleship, Charlotte flew to the sky less than ten meters away from the bridge of the Commitment, looking down at several officers who looked like officers around the bridge below.

"Say your decision quickly!"

Charlotte impatiently swung the flaming sword in her right hand and pointed the tip at them.

Seeing them backed away by her actions, terrified, behind her closed golden helmet, where no one else could see, the corners of her mouth curled into a triumphant arc.

However, Charlotte found that there was only one exception for the people below?

"You are their commander? Very good! Now, state your decision!"

Charlotte took off his helmet directly with his left hand, held it in his arms, and then pointed his long sword at the opponent.

It was a slightly short officer, he still raised his head, staring at her blankly with eyes that almost lost focus.

"God... is this an angel?"

Lord Beckett stared blankly at the witch in the sky who was wearing full-body armor and a golden cloak, floating out of nowhere and looking down at him. Her youthful, beautiful and cold face, and her exquisite and tight golden armor were reflected in the sunlight. , Against the background of the raging fire and thick smoke, it is so beautiful, it seems like a god descending from the earth!

No……

This should be a battle angel sent by the gods to come down to the mortal world. This should be an existence that can only appear in myths, right?

If she hadn't just destroyed a battleship, if she hadn't lost a pair of wings and caused countless killings, he, Beckett, would definitely think so, right?

"So... is that how Norrington lost?"

At this moment, Lord Beckett surprisingly did not have any fear in his heart, and he was no longer afraid. Now, he only has calmness and a little bit of understanding, of course, there is also a little bit of inexplicable and inexplicable touch.

"Now! Your decision? Live? Or die?"

Charlotte was impatient, and she didn't have much time to be with these people in a stalemate here.

So, after inserting the long sword back into the scabbard, she started to ignite a shattering flame on her right hand. She had already decided that if the other party did not reply within ten breaths, then she would destroy them!

"Anthony, go raise the white flag..."

Sighing, Lord Beckett turned sideways and said something to his adjutant before closing his eyes helplessly.

They have tried their best. Facing this kind of invulnerability, who can fly and fireball witchcraft, and attack and destroy a sailing warship in one attack, they really don't have the courage and way to fight. So, as the commander, what is left for him now? The only option left was to order surrender.

As for the option of retreating, he never considered it. After all, their ships couldn't outrun those flying witches!

"Witch... Now, you have won, please order your subordinates to stop..."

Beckett has seen that in the distance, on the periphery of the fleet, the witches under Charlotte have burned many warships.

Any warships that tried to retreat or resist had already been burned by them into floating fire cabinets moving on the sea surface. Countless sailors and soldiers who were on fire jumped into the sea water to survive like dumplings. Opportunity.

The screams, the explosion when the ship died, and the soaring flames and the billowing smoke that covered the sky made Lord Beckett clearly realize that it was meaningless to continue to resist. The act of sending to death.

This is really ironic...

They aggressively assembled the entire Caribbean fleet, and recruited so many merchant ships to transport soldiers, but the result...

Before he had time to attack the port, he was taken over by others?

The entire Caribbean fleet was buried in his own hands in such a weird way?

this change

It's a little too fast...

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"Do you know? At that time, I thought I was going to die!"

After talking about what he had seen and heard in Port Royal, Captain Cyclops said another sentence with emotion.

"With so many warships preparing to bombard the port, I thought that my ship, the Mary Pearl, would definitely be lost! So, I got into the captain's room at that time, hugging the same ship as me. Shen's determined!

"At that time, I drank the last three bottles of fine rum that had been preserved for a long time!"

In this crowded bar on Turtle Island, Captain Cyclops hiccups and takes another swig from his glass.

The noisy environment next to him made him a little uncomfortable, so he stopped talking, and turned his head to look at the middle of the bar, where the drunks who were drunk were going crazy and fighting.

"Hurry up! Let's go on?"

Although the bald captain could almost imagine what happened next, he still urged.

Now, he is having fun listening to it!

The mighty Caribbean fleet was completely annihilated by a group of witches. There is nothing more depressing than this.

"That's right! Continue to talk, and then what happened?"

Now is the most exciting time, and the bearded captain also wants to know what happened next? It is best to be specific and let them know more.

"Uh... I don't know what happened in the end!"

Cyclops' hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air. At that time, he had drunk too much, and he only knew many things after that when the crew of the Mary Pearl told him back.

"have no idea?!"

The bearded captain stood up angrily, blew his beard and stared, and wanted to go up to fight.

In order for the bastard to continue talking, he specially invited a guest, but the wine was almost drunk, and the bastard actually said that there is no more to say here?

"It seems that I have to think about whether to beat your other eye blind."

The bald French captain also stood up and clenched his fists.

Anyway, here at the Turtle Island Bar, it's perfectly normal to start a fight if there is a disagreement.

"Wait! Guys, wait a minute and listen to me!"

Cyclops hurriedly comforted the two, he didn't know what happened, but he saw the result, isn't that what he was about to say, what are they in a hurry for?

"You may never imagine what an astonishing scene I saw when I came out of the captain's cabin after not hearing the sound of shelling for a long time!"

Seeing that the two were moved and attracted by his words again, and sat down again, Cyclops propped up the round table with both hands, and whispered in front of the two:

"I only saw the sky full of flames, and the thick smoke almost covered the entire sea surface! Countless warships were burning, and countless soldiers and sailors were wailing on the water in the distance..."

"I estimate that about 20 warships were burnt! And the rest, all of them hung white flags! They actually surrendered en masse!"

After finally saying everything he knew, Cyclops looked at the shock and bewilderment on the other person's face, not to mention how proud he was.

Although this matter had nothing to do with him, no matter what, he was also one of the witnesses present at the time, which was enough for him to brag for a long time.

"Can a witch really do this?"

The two said in disbelief, they couldn't imagine, when did that kind of witch who could only play tricks become so cruel?

"What did they use to burn those warships?"

The bald captain still couldn't understand. He waved his hand and burned a ship. Although the ship was made of wood, it was a bit too unbelievable!

That's more than forty warships in the entire fleet! Moreover, most of them are powerful first-tier and second-tier battleships! That was a real fleet, and those witches could actually defeat it, burn it down and return the prisoners?

"Of course it's witchcraft!"

"It's impossible for witchcraft to do this, right?"

The two still refused to believe that the so-called witchcraft could do this, which had overturned their common sense.

"Hmph! They are not ordinary witches. I saw them flying in the sky of the battle zone in the distance!"

Cyclops looked at the two flauntingly, he liked to see the other person shocked by his words.

"They can still fly?!"

The two seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

"Eh? Didn't I tell you that they can fly?"

Cyclops was a little puzzled, he remembered what he had just said, right? Or, he was too drunk just now and forgot to mention this matter?

"Of course not! You just said that you got into the boat, and it will be the end when you come out!"

The two replied angrily, this one-eyed man, can't he finish the story seriously? There was a lot of it, and they were itchy to hear it.

"Oh, well, now you know."

Cyclops reached out and took the last bottle of rum on the table into his hand, and didn't use the glass any more. After unscrewing the cork, he turned his head to the mouth of the bottle and poured it.

"By the way, at the end, did you make any money in Port Royal?"

After listening to the excitement, they can probably sort out what happened.

So, now the two began to ask about the things they were most concerned about. Since the one-eyed man planned to go to Port Royal for transportation, did he make any money? Are there any business opportunities in Port Royal? That's what they care about most.

As for whether Port Royal is in charge of the witches or the British, they won't care about these shitty things! In their view, as long as there are gold coins to earn, even if the devil stays in Port Royal, they dare to go!

"Oh! Money? Of course! Listen, what is this?"

After looking around mysteriously, the one-eyed dragon turned to the two of them, freed up a hand, and gently patted a heavy pocket of his jacket.

With his slapping, which pocket began to emit a tempting sound of impact, that is... the sound of a large pile of gold coins colliding? !

this……

Hearing this sound, the two captains, the bald man and the bearded man, looked at each other and each took a breath.

"How much did you earn?"

The two leaned closer again, lowering their voices as much as possible, and began to ask in a low voice.

"Probably... there is this number!"

Cyclops proudly extended a slap towards the two people on the opposite side.

This is the most he has earned this year!

The reason why he is here now is to continue to purchase some cheap mission items in Turtle Island, for example, dirt and the like, and then use the price difference to earn a few times!

As long as everything goes well, before long, the large farm he dreamed of, or a new ship or aristocratic palace, etc., will no longer be a fantasy!

His little life has really become more and more exciting, more and more vigorous!

"..."

Seeing the outstretched slap of the one-eyed dragon, the two of them were so shocked that their eyeballs almost fell out.

Especially the bearded man, he went to the East India desperately, and back and forth every few months, taking huge risks, and he didn't earn as much as the one-eyed dragon in ten days, right?

So, can he not be jealous?

"..."

As for the bald French captain?

Now he even has the idea of ​​sailing to the sea and squatting, ready to kill the one-eyed dragon and snatch the opponent's gold coins! This is how money touches people's hearts!

"Look, for the sake of buying me a drink, I will give you another piece of good news for free!"

Maybe Cyclops saw some bad thoughts in the eyes of the two, maybe he wanted to show off his news, or maybe he was already drunk?

So, he decided to give away another message for free.

Anyway, this news probably won't be hidden for long, so it's better to sell favors. Moreover, he believes that within ten days and half a month, the entire Caribbean Sea and the New World will know everything, right?

"What good news?"

Hearing that there was still good news, the two of them put aside their respective dirty thoughts for the time being, and approached carefully again.

"Port Royal is still continuing to issue reward tasks, and they are still buying a lot of various materials, especially building materials! Moreover, they are still buying at a high price!"

This news is indeed true, but Cyclops doesn't want to do this kind of business.

After all, the building materials are very heavy, and his Mary Pearl can't hold too many things, so how much can the witches earn even if they pay a high price? How can he earn more money from the task he is taking now? That's why he kindly let the news out.

"you sure?"

"Is it fake? What do they need building materials for?"

The bearded man and the bald man were a little unconvinced. According to what they heard just now, the Caribbean fleet surrendered before bombarding Port Royal, right?

So how is it possible that Port Royal, intact, would acquire building materials?

Don't wait for them to buy a lot of materials, if the other party doesn't accept them, isn't that a big loss? Money is not such a waste!

"I guarantee it in the name of God! Because, they are said to be building a new palace!"

Hearing that the two of them didn't believe him, Captain Cyclops quickly swore to the sky.

"Come on, you heretic! Don't think we don't know what you believe!"

The two shook their heads at him disdainfully, their faces full of contempt.

Although they didn't believe in his character, they felt that the other party's news should be true.

Forgive this one-eyed dragon for not having the guts to deceive the two of them!

If so, perhaps, they could make a trip to Port Royal? And, the sooner the better! The best thing is to make a lot of money in the past before other people react!

"Ah... that... I suddenly remembered something, so I'm going first!"

The bearded captain stood up abruptly, patted the table, put on his captain's cap, and led a few of his men out of the bar.

"I remembered it too! There seems to be a hole in my boat? I'll go see how they repaired it!"

The bald captain also came back to his senses, stood up quickly, and after hurriedly apologizing to the one-eyed dragon, he also greeted his men who were drinking on the other side, and a group of people walked away like this.

"Hmph! These two bastards!"

Cyclops thought with his ass, he knew what the two of them were going to do!

After knowing the news, he must have left the port overnight and hurried to Port Royal!

However, now he is not in a hurry. Because his ship still needs to purchase low-cost materials and other goods here in Turtle Island, and he has no way to set sail until the collision is over.

You know, the supplies he is purchasing are all urgently needed by Port Royal!

As long as his Mary Pearl is filled, it will definitely be another big fortune! In the entire Caribbean Sea, only Turtle Island has the cheapest goods! After all, they're all stolen goods...

Cough cough, he is a law-abiding captain with one eye, how could he buy stolen goods?

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At this time, after obtaining the diary contributed by Barbosa, little Annie finally arrived at her destination.

Here is a strange and remote sea area. It is daytime now. Not far away, they even saw a small reef-like island, which seemed to reflect some kind of strange light.

"My lord witch, are you sure that Poseidon's trident is under the sea here?"

The Intrepid, which was full of gold, silver and jewels, and two other Spanish warships stopped directly in this remote sea area this time.

After learning that this is the mysterious burial place left by Poseidon, the god of the sea, Barbosa was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. You know, they have passed through this sea area several times before. How could he have thought that the treasures that pirates like them dream of are buried under the sea here?

This is the artifact of the sea god Poseidon... With it, can you have the power to rule the entire ocean?

"My lord witch, how about... I'll go down for you to have a look first? Let me explore the way for you? Don't worry, my water quality is very good!"

Not knowing what kind of idea came to mind, Jack Sparrow came over again.

Although he said that he wanted to go down to explore the road first, but what kind of plan he was planning in his heart, I am afraid that only he himself would know.

"Hmph! I don't need you, I've sent Selena and their mermaids down to look for it."

Little Annie cast a disdainful glance at this malicious pirate, and just sat on the railing along the side of the boat, waiting for her group of mermaids to return.

Crash!

As soon as Little Annie finished speaking, a wave broke out from under the side of the boat, and the upper body of a stunning mermaid suddenly stuck out of the sea.

"Master, we have found the artifact you are looking for, but... there is an invisible shield around it, and we cannot get close to it."

This mermaid who appeared out of nowhere was Selena.

Just now, when the three ships of the fleet stopped and anchored here, they were immediately ordered to disperse to search for an artifact called a trident on the bottom of this sea area.

For the mermaids who are marine creatures, this kind of diving into the seabed to search for an item is not too difficult for an existence like them. What's more, they still have a large group of clansmen now!

So, not long after, they soon found a special scepter stuck on a huge rock on the bottom of the sea not far away. Presumably, it was the trident of Poseidon, the sea god their new master was looking for. right?

It's a pity that they couldn't get close there, so she had no choice but to come back and report nervously, hoping that their new master would not blame them.

Huh? It seems that it may really be a good thing!

"You guys lead the way now, I'll go down and have a look too!"

After hearing Selena say that the Trident even had its own shield to prevent them from approaching, little Annie finally became interested.

This kind of item that has self-protection function, will automatically protect and refuse other people to approach, even if it is not an artifact, it will not be too bad if you want to come, right?

So, little Annie decided that she would go down there herself, and then... take it away!

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