The pungent semi-liquid covered Charles completely and then quickly cooled down.
His whole body seemed to be sealed with cement, even his face was covered with cement, and now he couldn't even breathe.
Charles tried to break free from it, but found that there seemed to be several steel rings firmly locked on the outside, making him unable to move.
Charles' transparent tentacles and powerful lightning were completely useless at this moment.
"What is outside my body? What are they going to do?" Charles had mixed feelings.
At this moment, Charles suddenly felt himself floating and moving very fast, just like riding in a car. "Where are these people taking me? Who are they?"
Charles soon ran out of time to think about this, as he began to feel the lack of oxygen.
"Hurry up and think of a way. How am I supposed to get out of this situation where I can't move? If this continues, I'll suffocate to death!"
Charles' mind was spinning rapidly and the oxygen in his lungs was getting lower and lower.
Just when he was almost in a state of near death, Charles suddenly remembered that he had a place where he could move even if he was trapped.
The palm of the steel prosthetic limb opened, and a black blade shot out from it. The extremely sharp black blade easily cut a crack in the thing wrapped around Charles.
"Open it for me!" Charles held the blade in one hand and slashed it hard from top to bottom, and he was free again.
But before he could tear off the thing wrapped around his head, he felt himself being thrown out and hitting the smooth ground heavily.
"There are footsteps, three people in total, they are retreating!" Charles grabbed the black blade with one hand and threw it hard towards the footsteps closest to him.
Charles reached out and grabbed what was wrapped around his face and pulled it off with force. The long-lost air instantly moistened his lungs. At this moment, nothing was more important than this breath of oxygen.
After taking a few quick gulps of oxygen, Charles finally had time to check his position.
"Where is this place?" Charles looked down at the ground beneath him. He was standing on a flat piece of glass. Inside the glass were palm-sized silver scales, and between the silver scales there were small yellow balls.
"Swish~" Charles quickly jumped from the glass to the flat ground below.
"Strange, why did those people throw me here?" Charles looked around quietly with vigilance and thought to himself.
He was now on the rooftop of a building. There was nothing around except the strange glass surface and a staircase leading down. The view here was excellent and he could see the Mediterranean trees clearly.
Charles soon discovered a pool of blood on the ground, and the other party seemed to be injured by his own black blade.
He dipped his finger in some blood and licked it gently. Yes, it was human blood. Those who had just kidnapped him were not something else but human beings.
Since I'm a human, why did you tie me up and bring me here? Whether it's someone who is kind to you or hostile to you, you should communicate with them first, right
Just when Charles was puzzled, he saw something floating in the woods in the distance. It was the Pope. His face looked a little distorted, and there was a wound on his chest, bleeding light golden blood.
"What? Did you fight with them?" Charles asked.
"Well, I can't beat them. Those two guys in black are very strong." The Pope said with a gloomy face.
Charles' pupils shrank slightly. Since he had such a powerful force, why didn't he subdue them directly? This island was becoming more and more weird.
"Haha, it seems the other party has left us a message." The Pope said with a wry smile.
Charles immediately leaned over and looked at the paper. "Turn on the light."
"What do these four things mean?" The Pope looked completely confused.
Of course he couldn't understand it, because the four words were Chinese characters!!
Those people just now knew Chinese characters, so they might be his fellow villagers, or even they might have come down from the surface! Or maybe they were the ones guarding the exit.
When Charles thought of this, his heart started beating fast. His trembling right hand started shaking even more violently.
The Pope immediately noticed Charles' unusual behavior and asked him, "Do you understand these four things?"
Charles nodded, reached out to take the note, and turned to look at the glass he had just jumped from.
Only then did he realize that what he was standing on was nothing but a huge searchlight, and that was not silver scales but tinfoil that enhanced light reflection.
Following the cables on the ground, Charles immediately found the power switch under the stairs, "Click!" Charles turned on the switch of the huge searchlight.
"Woo~Buzz buzz buzz~!!" The huge fan under the searchlight began to rotate to cool the light bulb, and a huge beam of light rose from the ground and shot straight to the top.
The two men looked up suddenly, and then Charles' heart seemed to be hit by a huge hammer. There was a huge eyeball embedded on the dome right above the island.
No! That's not an eyeball, it's a huge metal valve as big as an entire island. That's the "door"! That's the exit to the surface!!
"Pope, I... I didn't see it wrong." Charles didn't dare to blink, for fear that if he blinked, the door above would disappear.
The Pope looked even more excited than Charles. His body floated up and flew upwards.
Charles was waiting anxiously below, but the Pope did not come down. Instead, his crew and the twelve bald men arrived first.
All the crew members of the Narwhal were also staring at the huge building above their heads in amazement.
Dipper opened his mouth and took off a scale from his body with his hand. "It hurts. It seems to be real."
Bandage walked to Charles and said to him: "Where are those... people... who arrested you..."
"I don't know, but it's certain that they are leading us here. I don't know who they are, but it's very likely that they came from above."
Bandage nodded silently, and then he spoke again: "I think I can absorb the second relic."
Charles, somewhat excited, patted his first mate on the shoulder, staring at his bandaged face. "Brother, I really don't have time to listen to you. That's the exit from the surface!"
Bandage nodded and said calmly: "Well... I know... You said it once..."
Charles smiled at him, holding his bandaged neck with his left hand and hammering his chest with his right hand.
(End of this chapter)