In front of Charles, seven or eight men of different appearances were lying lazily on the hard stone slabs of the dock, doing their own things.
Some of them were drinking and some were playing cards, and everyone had a comfortable smile on their face. Judging from their clothes, they should be people who eat at sea, but there was not even a boat nearby.
The vampire sailor at the side stepped forward and sniffed. "Captain, they are human, I can smell it, but their mental state seems to be a little off. There may be something strange about this island."
Charles could see that something was wrong with them without his sailors reminding him. Generally speaking, people living in the port area struggle to survive every day. If they really had to sit on the ground and do nothing every day, they would have starved to death long ago.
“Everyone, stay alert and don’t let your guard down. No matter what happened to the people on this island, we are following the standards for exploring an unknown island.”
The crew nodded and reloaded their weapons. They were all experienced in battle and were not at all panicked when faced with this strange scene.
No matter how weird they are, at least these guys are still human. No matter how dangerous they are, are they more dangerous than those unexplored islands
"Hey, are you here to see Mr. Tree?" A bearded man who was picking his toes asked Charles and the others with a smile.
Without waiting for Charles to answer, he spoke again: "Go to the center of the island, the giant tree in the center of the island is there, go find it, it can help you."
Charles, with a frown on his face, looked at him warily and continued walking forward.
As soon as I walked out of the dock, I found that there were also people sitting on the street outside. They were the same as before, but the scale of their actions this time was obviously much larger than before.
Shoulder Lily opened her mouth wide and looked at the white flesh tangled together on the roadside
Charles quickly grabbed her back and put her in his pocket.
"I hope what the prophet said about the crisis being resolved is true. This place doesn't look like a safe place at all." Charles continued to move forward with caution.
Following the wide streets, Charles and his crew headed towards the center of the island.
Walking among the buildings of various shapes, the crew members looked at the strange things around them in amazement. Like the shops at the dock, the various buildings on the island also did not match each other.
The various shops here are not arranged according to the city planning. The different shops are built in no regular pattern. There is even a bar operating between two toilets.
These buildings were made of both wood and stone, and Charles even saw a building made of gray-white coral rock.
He had only seen this style of architecture on coral islands. Only places like that would have enough coral rock houses.
As we went further in, the abnormalities of the islanders obviously improved a lot. They were selling things, working, and eating normally, but everyone had a faint smile on their face.
The faces filled with the same relaxed smile really make people feel a chill down their spine.
Fortunately, facing the vigilant crew members, the people on the island ignored them and continued to mind their own business.
Half a day later, Charles and others finally arrived at the center of the island. Unlike the governor's palace on other islands, the center of this island was a moss-covered giant elephant tree that was more than 30 meters high.
Just when Charles was hesitating, an elderly man sitting in a rocking chair and reading a newspaper said, "Looking for Mr. Tree? Go ahead, hug him. Mr. Tree will solve any problem you have."
"Hug..." Charles looked at the old man in front of him in confusion, "Did all of you hug?"
Looking at the comfortable smile on his face, Charles' heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the giant tree in front of him was the key to lifting the curse of God, but no matter how he looked at it, the tree was full of danger.
After a brief consideration, Charles asked the crew to tie a rope around his waist and ordered them to separate themselves from the giant tree if any abnormality occurred.
In order to prevent himself from being controlled and hurting others, Charles also took off all his belongings.
Everything was ready. Looking at the huge tree trunk in front of him that was like a huge rock, Charles took a deep breath and hugged the moss-covered trunk with both hands.
"Ding~" A delicate bell sound rang in Charles' ears, and he heard a voice coming from the tree.
"matter?"
Charles felt relieved when he saw that this giant tree could really communicate. Although the ability to communicate did not mean that there was no danger, at least he felt a little relieved in his heart.
"I need to remove the divine curse on my body. Someone said you can do it?" Charles asked his question to the tree.
"Um."
The next second, Charles felt his cognition change, and everything around him changed again. This change was not a vicious hallucination caused by the curse, but a fundamental change in vision, as if his eyes had evolved instantly.
At this moment, Charles saw his own body, every inch of his skin and the flesh beneath his skin.
Then he saw some intangible existence floating out of his body.
It was a black substance similar to an amorphous boiling mass with some silk threads mixed in it.
These strange substances were constantly peeling off his body and floating away to far away places.
Charles turned around and looked in that direction. At this moment, his eyes seemed to have lost their vision. He could see things thousands of kilometers away.
The sight stopped at a point several thousand meters away, and Charles saw some creepy "things".
It was a hard-to-describe mass of spindle-shaped flesh, but its body was not entirely solid; it looked like it was covered with a watercolor filter.
There were many yellow eyes of varying sizes growing on the constantly trembling flesh and blood. In between the eyes, there were all kinds of deformed mouths dripping with black mucus, constantly crowding and roaring.
The next second, one of the eyes of the mass turned around and stared directly at Charles. The yellow eye was so familiar that Charles remembered it. It was the "god" he had seen when he first came down! !
The moment those eyes glared at him, Charles felt his body instantly liquefied into water, flowing along the street in unimaginable pain.
Charles wanted to look away, but he couldn't even blink. His consciousness was undergoing some changes, and all kinds of indescribable whispers filled his ears.
Just when Charles' sanity was almost gone, a soft white light flashed, and Charles' consciousness, which had collapsed several times, quickly became blurred.
(End of this chapter)