Ren Tianqing's story somewhat chills people's hearts, and I am actually more confused.
While I was thinking about it, Li Xiaomao suddenly said: "We... could we be on Greenland?"
The captain who accompanied us while sitting on the glacier couldn't help but said: "There is no way Greenland is here. I have been to that place, and it has now become a famous tourist attraction. The fishing industry is also developed, but you can see the surrounding areas. There are no people around... I think... I think..."
The captain seemed to have remembered something, and a look of fear gradually appeared on his face: "Maybe we have landed on a ghost island?"
"What do you mean?" I looked at the captain and asked in a deep voice, "Speak clearly!"
The captain said: "That's a legend among sailors. There are not only ghost ships but also ghost islands on the sea. When a ship accidentally enters a certain sea area, it will lose its direction and then inexplicably drive to a certain place on the map. The island of existence, trapped there forever, the inhabitants of the ghost island, until, like the sailors who arrived on the ghost island before, they become ghosts.”
"Encountering a ghost ship at sea may still be a hope of escape. Once you enter the ghost island, there is no possibility of survival!" The captain's hoarse voice was full of despair.
I said in a deep voice: "Have you ever seen Ghost Island?"
"I've seen it, I saw it once in the Pacific." The captain was silent for a moment before saying: "At that time, if another ship hadn't acted as a scapegoat for us, I would have been the one who broke into the ghost island. Unexpectedly, twenty Many years have passed, and I still haven’t escaped the pursuit of Ghost Island!”
I asked: "What do you mean by chasing?"
The captain took a deep breath and said: "Legend has it that anyone who has seen a ghost island once will definitely see it a second time, a third time... until you enter the ghost island, unless you stay away from the sea and never board a ship again for the rest of your life."
The captain smiled bitterly and said: "But what can we sailors do if we don't board the ship? I had no choice but to change the route and never crossed the Pacific again. Unexpectedly, I still couldn't escape the pursuit of the ghost island."
I was silent for a moment before saying, "Why do you conclude that this is a ghost island?"
The captain suddenly raised his head: "There is the smell of the undead on this island. Don't you smell the smell of the undead?"
The captain smiled bitterly before I asked again: "The undead have a special smell. Only people who are about to die can smell that smell, the smell that is like a companion. All sailors know this legend... "
The captain's voice became lower and lower, and his pupils gradually dilated until they lost focus.
I reached out and pressed the artery under the captain's neck. Before I had time to feel whether the captain's pulse was still beating, a biting chill rushed from my fingertips to my wrist. I felt as if my wrist joints were being pricked by needles. The pain was still unbearable, so I quickly retracted my hand.
The moment I stopped my hand and stepped back, a layer of frost appeared on the captain's face. In just the blink of an eye, the captain's facial features were covered with ice and snow. At first glance, he looked like a building without carved faces. snowman.
The people around him retreated in shock, and no one dared to take another step closer to the captain.
I glanced at Ye Xun, who struck the captain's left shoulder with his knife. There was a crisp sound on the corpse's shoulder, like a steel knife hitting glass, and the captain's arm was instantly broken into several sections and scattered on the ground.
Not only did no blood flow out of the broken arms scattered on the ground, but the surface of the corpse had a sheen like ice crystals. At first glance, it seemed that what Ye Xun smashed was not a corpse, but an ice sculpture.
Ren Tianqing stammered: "This... this can't be... can't it be some kind of poison?"
"Impossible!" I shook my head and said, "It is impossible for Gu insects to survive in glaciers. Even the alien ice silkworms live at the foot of snow-capped mountains."
"But..." Ren Tianqing didn't know what to say for a moment.
Not only her, but everyone frowned. Fortunately, our surroundings have been completely blocked by the Holy Knights, and the sailors outside cannot see the situation here. Otherwise, it will definitely cause a huge panic.
I said in a deep voice: "Seal the news first, make fire and turn the body away. Don't let the sailors outside know the situation here. Go find the first mate and ask him to find a way to stabilize the sailors..."
I have been in charge of the team since my debut. When encountering emergencies, I habitually want to speak up and deal with them.
But before I finished speaking, a missionary said coldly: "Wang Huan, before you speak, please recognize your identity first. You are just my prisoner."
Betty whispered: "Bishop Heda, Wang Huan, he..."
Before Betty finished speaking, Heda had already looked at the other party coldly: "Knight Commander Betty, do you want to make the same mistake as the Dark Castle? Don't forget who has the full command of this operation."
I finally understood why Betty wanted to perform Knight's Mercy on the ship. She had no intention of killing me from the beginning, because she had already sensed the crisis when she was chasing the stowaway boat. She deliberately swung the sword just to find a suitable reason to spare our lives.
When the ghost ship appeared just now, a priest ordered Betty.
I originally thought that the priest who was cut in half by the chain cannonball was the supreme commander here.
Now it seems that I was only half right.
What really happened was that all the priests on the ship could command Betty. When a priest dies, a priest with a lower status will immediately take his place. It is not until all the priests are dead that the command will fall back into Betty's hands.
However, there are at least fifteen priests on board, and these people will not die all at once, unless...
When the cold light flashed in my eyes, Priest Heda had already ordered loudly: "Come here, lock these prisoners to the coffin. No one is allowed to unlock them without my order. Inform the sailors on the ship that the captain has already They were cursed by the devil and died unexpectedly, but please believe that the Holy See will protect their safety. In addition..."
Bishop Heda paused slightly and said: "Equip each sailor with holy water and a cross, gather all the sailors together, and protect them under the unified protection of the knights."
Bishop Hedda's orders were passed on one after another, but Betty, who was standing behind her, closed her eyes in pain.
She knew that the Holy Knights she brought out this time were finished, and it was a fluke that half of them came back alive.
These missionaries didn't know how to command at all, and they didn't even know what fighting was. They only had the natural victory and God's omnipresent protection in their heads. If God were truly omnipresent, there would be no weapons or wars in this world.
Sure enough, the ship sailed into the Ghost Island, and as soon as the news of the mysterious death of the captain spread, it caused panic among the sailors. No matter how the missionaries tried to comfort them, they could not suppress their fear.
Some people even planned to force their way through the knights' guards and come in to find the bishop to verify the facts. The scene nearby suddenly became chaotic.
Betty didn't know how to deal with the chaos in front of her for a moment. She anxiously walked back and forth near the coffin, muttering to herself: "What should I do? What should I do... Who can tell me what to do? ?”
I leaned on the coffin and sneered: "If you want to suppress the chaos, the best way is to use force to solve the problem. It doesn't take much, you only need to kill two or three people, and the situation here will be under control immediately."
"Shut up!" Bishop Heda shouted angrily: "A vicious person like you deserves to go to hell."
I smiled lightly and said: "If we are going to hell, we will go together. Originally, if we stabilized people's hearts and spoke unanimously to the outside world, there might be a chance of survival. Now, people's hearts have been dispersed. If someone makes a surprise attack at this time... "
Before I finished speaking, a layer of dazzling green light appeared on the sea surface surrounding the glacier. The swimming light and shadow are like an evil dragon, entwining the entire island, slowly rotating along the coast, and may break through the water at any time to choose people to devour.
The sailors who were already in fear suddenly became a mess and rushed towards the military formation composed of knights. In their opinion, only behind the holy knights was the safest.
"Stop... stop..." Bishop Heda shouted hoarsely, but no one ignored his order and continued to frantically attack the human wall formed by the knights.
The green light on the bottom of the sea seemed to be deliberately irritating the sailors' nerves, and it actually spread from the bottom of the sea at this moment.
The lights and shadows of different lengths near the coast are like the sharp teeth of beasts, but they advance neatly, like ghosts climbing up from the bottom of the sea, groping closer to the glacier inch by inch.
Bishop Heda shouted sternly: "The Knights are ready, use the crossbow... The priest will follow up, follow up..."
The paladin holding the crossbow snatched it out quickly, half-knelt in the ice and snow, and pointed the crossbow arrow at the green light on the shore.
The frightened sailor completely lost control and launched a mad attack on the knights. Finally, some of the paladins forming a human wall could not bear it and drew their swords.
Bishop Heda exclaimed: "Don't do anything... calm down, everyone... You are knights and should protect the innocent! You have to believe in the Holy See... "
Hedda might not even know what she was shouting. The sailor ignored his shouts, and the paladin began to lose control. The whole scene on the glacier is like a pot of boiling oil. As long as someone pours a bowl of cold water into it, the oil will immediately splash and it will be completely out of control.
Regardless of whether the person who brought me to this island is a human or a ghost, it is impossible to give up this excellent opportunity. It will not take long for someone to take advantage of the chaos.
When I peeked at the crowd, I found a figure wearing a black cloak in the water. The figure was not tall, but his body seemed to be nailed to the ground. No matter how hard the sailors around him pushed him, The man's figure was like nails stuck in the crowd, motionless.
The most dangerous person is him!