"Where did you get this power? It's amazing!" Elizabeth's eyes were full of surprise. She found that her lover had improved a lot in strength during the time she hadn't seen him.
"Let's talk about it after we've dealt with it. Let's go quickly while the enemy has no soldiers!" Charles let go of her hand and stumbled forward.
When he reached the top of his destination, the gear masks in the distance surrounded him again. These things were like the mites on Swan's body, and they were everywhere.
"Help me hold them off and light all the explosives for me!" Charles ordered loudly.
He used his transparent tentacles to wrap up all the explosives with lit fuses, stepped on the ground with his feet, and jumped directly to the edge.
The whistling sound of the wind continued to ring in Charles' ears, and his body was hanging upside down and falling rapidly.
Soon, Charles fell in front of Swan's huge eyes. When he appeared upside down in the center of the pupil, the eyeball as big as a small football field also noticed him.
"Go to hell!" Charles' black blade quickly cut a wound in the translucent eyeball. The next second, Charles stuffed the explosives emitting white smoke directly into it.
When all the explosives were released, his body quickly fell to the lower edge of the giant eye.
Between the giant eye and the giant mouth, Charles saw a hole, which was the entrance that the Pope had cut earlier.
Just as Charles was about to rush towards that place, his vision suddenly blurred. When he came to his senses again, he was shocked to find that he was trapped in that huge eyeball, and the explosives he had just placed were all around him.
"Is it teleportation or an illusion?" Charles didn't have time to figure it out.
"Boom!!" The bomb exploded instantly, and the transparent gelatinous substance inside the eyeball, along with Charles, was blown out.
Charles felt a tearing pain in his body. The scenery in front of him was spinning rapidly. He felt that his internal organs were twisted into a ball.
"No, I must stabilize my body first and can't fall any further!" Transparent tentacles stretched out from Charles' body and kept grabbing around.
Charles's descent finally stopped when a tentacle rested on a steam pipe.
But just as Charles stabilized his body and prepared to move, the scene in front of him suddenly darkened, and Swan's half-drooping mechanical tongue actually lifted up and pressed down on him like a mountain.
"Bang!" Charles' body was smashed heavily into the machine, and he could even hear the sound of his bones breaking.
Charles was completely trapped in Swan's flesh and blood, unable to move at all.
Just as Charles' body flashed with arcs again, trying to use his lightning ability to escape, a hateful voice sounded in his ears. "You forced me to do this!!"
As soon as the voice fell, Charles felt a sharp pain in his vest.
The feeling was like a rapidly spinning drill that was drilling into his back.
Charles struggled desperately, but in this meat-patty situation, he was completely helpless.
Only a few seconds had passed before Charles could feel the thing drilling through his skin, through the muscles underneath, and now attacking his spine.
Just as Charles was about to tear the thing behind him into two halves, the flesh and blood pressing on him in front of him suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
A familiar mass of things appeared in front of Charles. It was a collection of tentacles and eyeballs, flashing a faint light. Between the twisting and wriggling tentacles, tens of thousands of green, pus-like cross-shaped pupils formed and decomposed on its surface.
Charles recognized this thing. He had seen it once in the sea. As it approached, an indescribable fear gradually enveloped Charles' heart, and he instinctively wanted to stay away from it.
"This thing is saving me? Why?"
A vague voice suddenly sounded in Charles' ears, "Dad..."
"What?" Charles' pupils suddenly dilated, he could hardly speak, and stared at the monster in front of him with a pale face.
At this moment, his head suddenly buzzed as if a huge bell had suddenly struck, and he could hear nothing.
Everything that just happened was constantly impacting his worldview. Even if he could tear the thing in front of him into pieces and eat it, it would be more realistic than this. "How is this possible!? Could this be a dream? This is simply too ridiculous."
Charles and Shanshan stopped in mid-air and looked at each other, but Swan would not give them time to recognize each other as father and daughter. The flesh and blood suddenly cracked open, and all kinds of gears mixed with flesh and blood poured out from it.
The movement next to him brought Charles back to his senses. The transparent tentacles kept twitching, pushing him upwards.
However, at this moment, Charles, who was retreating, heard something.
He turned his head to look downward, but was surprised to find a drill made of flesh, blood and gears, quickly piercing the fluorescent tentacle eyeball complex.
Charles hardly thought about it. He loosened his tentacles and plunged directly downwards without hesitation.
Just as he was about to reach between the two, Charles saw the monster that called him dad pounce on the drill. Its tentacles kept wriggling, and it quickly pulled out the entire drill and sucked it into its body.
A thin tentacle lifted up slightly and caught Charles, and then a green ball was quickly thrown in front of him.
"Dad... play..." Shanshan didn't care about the threat from the huge monster beside him at all. All the green eyes were staring at Charles.
"This... Can anyone tell me what is going on?" Charles stood in mid-air holding his eyeballs.
Seeing the man and the monster in front of him completely ignoring him, Swan suddenly became angry. Everything on his body began to tremble. Flesh and blood and machinery were spliced together, and an even larger, more terrifying and ugly monster was taking shape on his body.
Charles obviously felt threatened. He quickly came to his senses and urged Shan Shan in front of him to move away. "Go! Don't stop here!"
However, the other party did not seem to understand what Charles meant, and he was still hanging in front of Swan who was about to go berserk, repeating the same words. "Dad... play..."
The next second, the changes in Swan's body suddenly stopped. With a "pop", a sharp pillar as thick as the Eiffel Tower pierced Swan's face and stopped bloody less than a meter above Charles.
The dirty black blood slowly dripped onto Charles' face.
After three short breaths, Swan's huge body swayed and collapsed downwards.
At this time, his body had arrived at the dock of Hope Island. Half of his body was in the water, in the sea, and half was on the ground, like a dead crab lying on the ground, motionless.
Three giant spires at different angles pierced the back of the terrifying crab.
"Fortunately, I'm not too late. Charles, who is this?" A kind old voice sounded from above.
(End of this chapter)