Chapter 710: Exploring Mysteries in Tricky Ships (2)
Chapter 710: Exploring the Secret of the Crafty Ship (2)
The sound was low and slow, so weak that it was almost invisible, but it deeply stung the nerves of the werewolf Bedivere. It was more uncomfortable than the sound of a cat's claws scratching the glass!
It's not an illusion, let alone an auditory hallucination. That voice definitely exists, and it must be nearby!
Could it really be...a ghostly scream?!
"Shaxiaxiaxiaxiaxiaxia—" The plaintive ghostly cry continued to sound, echoing in the werewolf's mind.
Bedivere felt like his whole body was being eroded by some kind of cold air. Even he, who was usually not afraid of the cold, began to tremble: "You, you, you, you, really... listen, can't you hear me?"
The candidates were frightened by the werewolf's expression, and started to tremble one after another, and even breathed out from their mouths: "Stop, stop joking, okay?"
"Shasha ---" the voice shouted as always, and became clearer and clearer.
The werewolf is scared, really scared. It’s not because he is timid. For a normal person, in such a deep environment, being called by such a resentful ghost voice constantly, and only you can hear it, that experience must be
It's so scary that anyone would collapse in an instant.
It should be said that Bedivere was able to hold on to this moment because he has been cultivating his body and mind for a long time and developed a spirit as tough as steel. Therefore, even if it was scary, he did not choose to escape. Now that the opponent has come to find him
I'm afraid it would be pointless to escape.
The werewolf suppressed the fear in his heart and listened carefully, trying to find the source of the sound.
"Shashashashashashasha------" the ghost's scream dragged on longer and longer. It seemed as if it was deliberately helping Bediwell find the source---or it was deliberately luring Bediwell into jumping into a trap.
"...Over here! Come with me!" Once the werewolf judged the source of the sound, he immediately ran deeper into the cabin.
The four adventurers behind Bedivere were not as bold as Bedivere. Two of them were so frightened that they ran away and ran towards the deck. The remaining two also hesitated for a moment before running after the werewolf, but
Before they could catch up, they were swallowed up by some boundless darkness behind them.
"Hey, you guys!" The werewolf turned around and wanted to scold the candidates who escaped, but saw darkness behind him.
The lightsaber in his hand was clearly emitting a dazzling green light, but the light could not penetrate the dark corridor. The road behind him was blocked by some kind of dark mist. And the four candidates were already missing.
unknown.
Isn't it!? This is a big joke! The werewolf almost wet his pants in fear.
"Sashashashashashashashashasha!!---" The voice calling him became more and more urgent, as if urging Bedivere to leave quickly!
The black mist behind him pressed over. That black mist was definitely not a good thing. It would be over if it was swallowed up by the black mist! In desperation, Bedivere had no choice but to run away and rush along the source of the sound!
At the same time, Iceland and Eyjafjallajökull were 300 kilometers away.
Two photon gunships roared past in the air, one of which was King Arthur's dragon knight, and the other was the knight of the Round Table, Kai.
"Ahem, the smoke is so thick." The King of Knights covered his nose in disgust.
A large amount of thick smoke and poisonous gases were emitted from the fire. They spread very quickly and covered an area so wide that the sky 300 kilometers away was covered with thick dark clouds. The poisonous gases irritated the lungs, eroded the skin, and were harmful to the human body.
Very deep.
Kai also frowned: "That's not good. According to this trend, not to mention Iceland, Great Britain will also be affected by the poisonous gas of the volcano."
"Is it really that poisonous?" Fleur behind Kai asked incredulously.
"You are a fire giant. You are immune to these things. Of course you cannot realize how scary it is." Kai said depressedly: "But you have to think about how fragile human beings are."
"Mermaids too." Arthur saw fleets of ships fleeing at sea. The Vikings and mermaids on board were also very uneasy about this volcanic eruption, and this uneasiness was directly reflected on their sad faces.
Homes were destroyed and people were displaced. The world is full of suffering.
Is it a natural disaster, or the consequences of Arthur simply changing the fate of the world?
Disaster is not the most terrifying thing. What worries the King of Knights the most is actually the [boundless darkness].
The more disasters there are, the more sorrow the world has, and the greater the negative energy in the world. Even if these people are not infected with dark particles, dark particles will still sneak into the torrent of fate, erode destiny through the explosion of negative energy, and create
[undercurrent].
Seven years ago, in the final battle, Arthur spent all his strength to clear the undercurrent of the world's fate.
The same lucky thing probably won't happen again.
Moreover, if another [extremely dark person] like Albert is born, the world may not be able to bear it, right?
Therefore, in order to prevent the world from being swallowed by darkness again, all Arthur can do is to make everyone in the world live a better life. Even if he cannot save everyone, he must try his best to heal people's pain. Even if he cannot make everyone
When a person is happy, they must also try their best to eliminate their misfortune.
This is also one of the purposes of King Arthur establishing the Knights of the Round Table - for the salvation of the world.
Saving the world is not just about fighting some monster or some dark god. Problems that can be solved with violence are not problems at all.
If you want to truly save the world, you must use love to redeem everyone in the world.
And doing so is extremely difficult. Even God may not be able to do it.
The farther forward, the denser the smoke and poisonous mist become. Even the protective shields of the dragon knights and iron knights seemed unable to isolate the tiny smoke particles in the air.
In other words, Arthur and the others can't go any further.
"There's no other way. Is this the end?" Kai said disappointedly, "Arthur, you've seen enough, it's time to go back."
"No, go a little further." The King of Knights was very stubborn, "My intuition tells me that there seems to be something in this volcano."
"You must be kidding me, right?" Kai was shocked, "There is a molten rock zone further ahead, and the smoke is so thick that it is impossible for any living thing to survive---well, except Fleur. But.
There is no way a fire giant like Fleur would haunt a place like this."
"But---"
"Kai, forget it, you can't persuade His Majesty." Fleur sighed: "Let's land. I'll do something."
"Fleur! Don't speak for him!?"
"I have my own points." The giantess smiled sweetly: "In short, we are just looking at the situation. If something goes wrong, we will retreat, okay?"
Although Kai was still full of complaints, his wife looked confident and he was embarrassed to say no to her.
The two gunboats landed on the cliffs on the edge of the island. Less than a hundred yards further, they found the lava pool - the molten rock erupted by the volcano spread on the ground. The hot magma could not cool down for a long time. At this moment
Still emitting light and heat.
The entire land was scorched black by high heat, the air expanded due to heat, and even the scenery was constantly twisting from a distance. What a typical volcanic landscape.
Fleur suddenly felt like she had returned home. She smiled kindly, released her shrinking spell, and returned her body to the form of a thirty-foot giant.
"Come up, everyone." The fire giant stretched out a hand to Arthur and Kai.
"But, we will still get burned in a place like this---" Kai said doubtfully.
"I drank dragon's blood before setting off." Arthur said, "Kay, your physique is about the same, right?"
King Arthur, who has dragon blood to strengthen his physique, is particularly heat-resistant, and the high temperature in the air will not hurt him. As long as he is not in direct contact with the molten rock, there should be no problem.
Kai is half giant and is extremely heat-resistant. This heat-resistant ability continues to increase with his age.
"It seems there is no problem." Fleur smiled and picked up the two of them and put them on her shoulders: "Then let's go."
"Wait." Kai crawled along his wife's neck, deliberately reached Fleur's right shoulder, and sat down with Arthur: "I'll stay with Arthur. This guy will definitely be restless if he is alone.
'of."
Arthur smiled helplessly, moved his eyes away from Fleur's cleavage, and kept looking straight ahead.
Fleur sneered, then took steps forward cautiously. She stepped on the molten rock and felt extremely comfortable - the temperature of the molten rock was moderate, which was the same as the temperature of the bathtub she often used before.
Not much different.
At the same time, in the Arctic Ocean, [Ghost Ship---The Wandering Dutchman] is on board.
Bedivere, who had been chased by the black mist and could only rush forward, finally broke into a room before his physical strength reached the bottom.
Bump! The werewolf hurriedly closed the door behind him, blocking out the black mist.
After taking several breaths, Bedivere had time to observe the room.
Different from the entire dilapidated ghost ship, this room is the only one that is clean and neatly decorated. All the tables, chairs, and cabinets in the room are still there, and they are all luxurious goods inlaid with gold. The golden color on it is extremely dazzling under the light of the weapons in the hands of the werewolf.
, not even thousands of years can make them fade.
This luxurious room is probably the captain's private quarters.
"Sanshashashashasha Xia Xia Xia !!" The voice was even more obvious. Instead of letting Bedville [hear], it is better to say that it is directly [drilling into] the youth's youth's mind.
"Who is it..." Bediwell covered his head in severe pain: "Stop screaming! It hurts---I am not the Sasha you are looking for!"
"Shashashashashashasha!" the voice shouted stubbornly.
"Woo!" Blood oozed from the werewolf's nose. The sound kept echoing in Bedivere's mind, like some kind of ultrasonic wave that could resonate with the human brain and cause damage.
No way. If this continues, Bediwell will die of cerebral hemorrhage even if he is not killed by the black mist.
"Shut up ---" He took a deep breath: "Shut up!!!!--------------"
This wolf roar is as powerful as a dragon's roar. It is a skill that the werewolf has developed by roaring in the extreme conditions of Siberia for many years. He once beat back a blizzard with a loud roar.
But now, his wolf howl really worked. He used his voice to silence his voice, and used his will to fight his will. The opponent's heart-breaking groan was suppressed by Bedivere's momentum!
"Ha, ha, ha." The werewolf who finally recovered quickly looked around anxiously. There is definitely something wrong with this room. There must be something that is the source of all these strange events!
He rummaged through the boxes and found it without much effort.
It was a diary. Judging from the cover, it should be the captain's logbook.
"Okay," Bedivere swallowed, "let me see what kind of monster you are."