Chapter 711: Exploring Mysteries in Tricky Ships (3)
Chapter 711: Exploring the Secret of the Crafty Ship (3)
Captain David Jones's logbook.
???April 2nd, 2018. Sunny.
As if summoned by Lady Luck, we found that thing at the bottom of the sea.
Black, extremely beautiful, it blooms with brilliance like stars.
Such a big pearl is enough for us to buy a small island.
The crew members were very excited. We had a feast and drank ten barrels of ale, and the inventory was basically exhausted.
But it doesn't matter. We will be able to return home soon. Once we go ashore and buy this giant pearl, everyone will become a rich man and there will be no need to go to sea in the future!
This corrupt life will also come to an end. From now on, I must accompany my wife and live a happy and peaceful life.
"Pearl?" The werewolf wondered for a moment. What does this have to do with a pearl? Isn't the predecessor of this ghost ship a pirate ship?
He turned another page. On the almost weathered page, the handwriting was faintly legible.
April 5th, ???Year. Yin.
I'm not crazy. I definitely saw it.
Sasha came back to me again.
She was sitting in front of my bed, looking at me with her usual sad eyes. When I woke up, I realized that it was a dream.
It's so scary. I think I'm going crazy. More sedatives. I hope we can get ashore soon and get out of this damn place!
Why can't I just live my life in peace?
April 15th, 2018. Foggy!
Our ship sailed in the fog for ten days. I don’t know why, but it was always unable to get rid of this thick fog and kept spinning in the same sea area!
More and more sailors are going crazy. Today I watched the first mate cut his own throat with a razor. He was still laughing wildly when he died. The scene was really terrifying.
Food and clean water are almost running out, and the crew is going crazy and dying. What should I do?
Is this retribution?
Sasha, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have killed you.
Seeing this, Bedivere's heart sank.
Impossible. The dead will not resurrect, let alone come back to seek revenge on the living. All this is unscientific.
But who can explain all the supernatural events so far?
The werewolf was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, but he was a person who had a beginning and an end. Once he opened the diary, he would bite the bullet and read it to the end.
???April 20th, 2018. Sunny.
Sorry sorry sorry sorry!!
Forgive us forgive us forgive us forgive us!!
I don’t want to kill you!! I have my life, my wife and children! I’m just fucking with you!!
I thought you would understand, but why don’t you understand and just want to pester me?!
If I cut off your head and throw it into the sea, that won't stop you?!
I'm sorry, Sasha, forgive me! But we are no longer in the same world. May you go to heaven soon!!
---Amen Amen Amen Amen!!
The diary ends here. It is replaced by countless pages of ghostly drawings that are impossible to read.
As if he had seen something extraordinary, the werewolf's palms were sweating. He turned to the last page and finally closed the note with trembling hands.
At this time, he had clearly felt that there was someone behind him.
Or in other words, there is [something].
What should I do? Attack it?! Is that really a ghost?! Can such a ferocious ghost be repelled with a lightsaber? What if I attack it and the ghost gets angry and retaliates?!
The werewolf was scared to death, but he had no choice. The more scared he was, the more he wanted to get rid of this fear as soon as possible. He gripped the sword tightly, slashed with his backhand, and tried to attack first!!
Keng! Blocked by the opponent!
Oh my god, the ghost will still block it? The werewolf mentally cursed.
"Oh!" A familiar voice came from behind Bediwell: "You really want to kill me?!"
"Ai, Al?!" Bedivere opened his eyes and looked back. It turned out that it was not a ghost at all, but Albert the Tiger. The werewolf felt relieved at this moment.
Once he felt relieved, his whole body went limp and fell directly into Albert's arms: "Scared, scared me to death, Al---"
"Hehe------" Albert laughed funny: "It turns out that our great Lord Bediwell also has something to be afraid of."
"No, don't make fun of me." The werewolf was still weak, "Let's get out of this damn place quickly."
"Why did you leave?" Albert helped Bediwell up, "I was just chased by some kind of weird black mist. I left the team members behind and managed to hide in this room. Do you want me to come back from here again?"
Get out? No way!"
"But---"
"Can't you use your magical powers and dig a hole out of this room?" Albert was still losing his temper and saying something that was difficult for others to do.
No. Maybe it really is possible. Bedivere looked around.
Perhaps that is the best way, to catch the enemy by surprise and reverse the situation!
Bedivere once again pulled out the [Magic Bow---Fire of Nala] from the ring in his hand.
"After I use this move, my whole body will be temporarily depleted." He opened his bow, "At that time, I will ask you to carry me and escape, Al."
"Haha, you never thought that I might leave you and run away alone?"
"You won't. You are my friend." The werewolf said sincerely.
Being said this, Tiger's face turned red: "That's not what you said before--"
"I know. I was wrong." The werewolf apologized in a low voice: "I will never say such words [we are not friends] again. Even if it is out of anger, I will never say it again. ----- We will always be friends
."
In this dark and dark world, Bedivere felt for the first time in a long time how wonderful it is to have friends.
He was once afraid of being hurt again and deliberately kept a distance from others. The werewolf froze his heart. But by doing so, he would only make himself more and more lonely.
This won't work. If you don't change, you will never be happy.
If he was destined to die in this place, Bedivere would rather die with his friends than die alone.
Otherwise, he would be just like that Sasha. That would be so sad.
Bedivere drew a full bow and aimed at the ceiling.
"Wait a minute, are you sure this is okay, meow?" Albert took a step back carefully.
"There is no other choice. Come on!" The werewolf has fully drawn his bow and fires it!
Boom! The shock wave shot by the magic bow violently hit the ceiling of the captain's cabin. There was a violent vibration, and a huge hole was opened in the ceiling. Several layers of the ship were directly penetrated, and these wooden boards were more fragile than imagined.
The faint moonlight from outside filtered in, which meant that this road led directly to the deck.
"That's it now!" The werewolf felt his limbs were weak and had to call Albert to help.
The tiger man had already grabbed Bedivere with one hand and threw him out.
Bedivere was thrown into the air and complained loudly: "Hey, what are you---poof!---" He was hit on the shoulder by Albert who was flying towards him, and flew upwards for dozens of yards!
"Do you want to kill me?!" Bedivere spit out a mouthful of blood and protested loudly. While he was cursing, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen.
"You said you believed me. Since you believe it, don't complain about this cat!" Albert sneered. Taking advantage of the inertia, he picked up the werewolf and continued to fly up for several yards. The strength was about to end, and he grabbed it with one hand.
The edge of the ceiling: "You go up first!"
He threw Bedivere another five yards with force, and the werewolf flew out of the hole and landed on the deck.
"Al!" Bedivere shouted as soon as he got up: "Catch!"
He conjured another long whip from the ring---it was a trophy from a duel with a knight before. He swung the long whip and used it like a rope to give Albert something to grab.
As soon as Tiger grabbed the whip, the black mist behind him was already surging in. Bediwell didn't have time to pull Albert up bit by bit, so he had to use all his strength to partially go crazy with his arms---"Grab
stable!!"
"Wow!" This time it was Albert's turn to be thrown into the air. The tiger flew dozens of yards and was thrown in the air for a distance before landing heavily on the deck!
"Ouch! Do you need such strength, meow?! Do you want to kill me?" He complained continuously as soon as he got up.
"We are each other." Bedivere replied calmly. He saw the black fog in the cabin getting thicker and thicker, and it was tending to flow onto the deck, and he quickly shouted: "That thing is coming! Move back!"
He and Albert took a few steps back, and several black shadows jumped out of the holes in the ship.
The two of them saw the figures clearly through the fog, and realized that they were Seifer and the group of adventurers he led.
"Safer! Are you okay?" the werewolf asked urgently.
"What a critical moment!" The young leopard man gasped, "We were also chased by that black mist. Fortunately, we were able to escape smoothly thanks to the hole you opened!"
"Oh, really?" Bedivere raised his eyes and looked at Saifer.
The Leopard Man looked confused: "What, what? Of course it's true---"
Touch! Before he could finish speaking, the whip in Bedivere's hand had already pulled the leopard man's feet, pulled hard, and threw Saifer to the ground!
"What are you doing, meow? Are you crazy, meow?!" Seeing Bedivere attacking his companions, Albert exclaimed and pulled out his weapon.
"I'm not crazy. The real Sapphire's words always end with [meow]." The werewolf held a sword in one hand and a whip in the other. His whip was suddenly wrapped by photons and turned into a purple-rayed photon whip: "They are all controlled.
Alright.---Al, don’t hurt anyone, just knock them all out."
"Hmph, that's easy to say!" Albert waved the long sword in his hand. His sword was still the bone sword used to deal with the silver-backed snow ape. It happened to contain paralyzing toxins, and stabbing the opponent could make people temporarily move.
No.
"You obviously have a good weapon, but you still keep complaining?" Bedivere raised his sword to block Zifer's attack, and at the same time swept his leg and kicked the leopard man away.
"You are the one!" Albert deflected the opponent's sword blow and stabbed the human examinee in the thigh. The paralyzing poison took effect and the examinee immediately fell to his knees!
"You obviously have a lot of powerful weapons in your hands, but you never use them. Are you looking down on me?"
These sour words were particularly harsh when Bedivere heard them in his heart.
"It's not that I don't want to use it. It depends on the timing!" He raised his sword and knocked away the long sword in the hand of another examinee. At the same time, he hit the examinee's forehead with his elbow. The opponent immediately fainted.
.
The candidates controlled by the black mist were not very flexible and seemed to be resisting the control of the black mist. The two of them knocked down the candidates one by one without spending much effort.
Bump! Bedivere fired a vacuum wave, forcing Zeffel to dodge sideways. At the same time, the werewolf's whip wrapped around the leopard man's feet. He pulled hard and threw the leopard man onto his back!
"Ouch!" Saifei fell heavily and let out a cry: "It hurts so much. What are you doing?"
"Yeah." Bedivere took back his whip, "It seems he has recovered. Saifer, are you okay?"
The young leopard man got up and covered his head with a big swelling and pain. He looked at the human candidates who had fallen to the ground and recalled: "I remember... I was covered by some kind of black mist.
Attack, and then...I can’t remember anything, nya."
"That fog is really weird. What is it?" Albert came up and asked.
"That fog is the true identity of this ghost ship." Werewolf Bedivere cast his eyes on the big hole on the deck: "Show up, Captain David Jones!"