The blue water laps against the wall of the triangular fishing boat.
These blue waters, which looked blue from a distance, suddenly lost their beauty when they were in front of them, and turned into a clear and ordinary appearance.
At this moment, the fishing boat had lowered its sail because no one was steering it. It had completely stopped and was drifting with the waves.
The crew members on the brown deck looked solemn, prostrated themselves on the ground, and murmured strange words that Colin had never heard before.
'Wait a minute... the prayers are still going on, it's not a good time to take action.' Colin took a soft breath and suppressed the desire to take action aroused by the speculation in his heart.
What if the young Ant really possesses some means or equipment that can disguise himself as a believer in a god, and it can help him cross the god's defense line?
There is no need to think too much about it. There is no reason for him to miss such a thing!
In the middle of the deck, what Ant and the others were worshiping at the moment was a statue of a strange goddess with a pale face.
Although she is a goddess, she does not look beautiful at all. The dripping blood is like some kind of thick mucus. It spreads from the top of the head along the long hair all over the body of the statue, forming a shell like a melting and flowing candle. The naked body is covered with
Everything is covered, even the graceful curves are covered under it.
On this dark red shell that can barely make out the human form, there are dozens of lifelike black bat statues lying greedily everywhere on the goddess, licking the blood.
It also makes it look far away, and even the human form cannot be seen.
"Whoa-whoa-*, snap."
As the prayers continued, the murmurs of the believers on the boat gathered together and reached Colin's ears. Inexplicably, it sounded like the sound of liquid constantly surging and then falling to the hard ground.
Colin was shocked. He did not look more or listen to the prayers of the believers. He just found a corner where the surrounding environment would not change and quietly waited for the opportunity.
After about ten minutes, the afternoon prayer came to an end.
However, the afterglow of the solemn atmosphere on the ship has not dissipated. There is no conversation among the crew members. Like meticulous machines, they each walked back to their responsible positions and continued working.
The young Ant had long been accustomed to this scene, and he glanced at Anna and Old Jack beside him inconspicuously.
The three of them walked towards the captain's cabin together.
The captain's cabin is located in the middle and rear of the fishing boat. It is a small independent room that blocks the surrounding view. Most of the sailors who have been brainwashed by the gods are concentrated on the deck at the front of the fishing boat and will basically not come here unless there are special circumstances.
This is also the reason why Ant and Old Jack talked with confidence before.
"God help me..." Looking at the direction they were heading, Colin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and followed them leisurely.
So when Old Jack, who was walking at the end, closed the door of the captain's cabin and turned around, he was shocked to find that a stranger who did not belong to the Barcelona family suddenly appeared in the narrow captain's cabin.
Whoosh!
His old body instantly burst out with unparalleled strength and speed. He stepped out with his right foot and passed between Ant and Anna in the blink of an eye.
Then with a clanging sound from his right hand, he pulled out a rusty dagger from nowhere and held it across his chest. His left hand blocked Anna and her brother behind...