"Bang!" Charles fell heavily from the ceiling to the ground.
Before he could stand up, the purple translucent tentacle dropped from the sky and was about to cover him.
Charles quickly curled up his body, and the seven or eight tentacles on his back pushed against the ground. The tentacles narrowly brushed against the soles of Charles' feet and went into the ground.
The crew members anxiously fired bullets in an attempt to save the captain, but bullets were completely useless against the tentacles.
"Pope! Don't just stand there! Get your men to move! Kill this tentacle quickly!!" Charles shouted loudly while dodging frantically.
"My fellow countrymen, for the sake of the God of Light, go and rescue Charles."
Following the Pope's order, the twelve bald men who had been on high alert rushed forward fearlessly, holding various relics in their hands, and some of the bald men's bodies began to undergo some changes.
The first person to rush to Charles' side was a bearded believer of the Church of Light. He raised a flute burning with black flames and stabbed it fiercely into the tentacle.
But the next second, not only the flute disappeared, but also the owner of the flute disappeared.
Then, as a bald man waved a flag in his hand, a black shadow with green mist pounced on the tentacles, but it also had no effect.
It seems that any form of attack has no effect on the tentacles.
The extremely strange tentacle ignored the bald man's attack. It seemed to have identified Charles and pounced straight towards him.
Just as Charles was about to be hit by him, a hand covered with green scales blocked Charles. It was Dipper's hand.
"Captain, go! I'll stop him!" Dipper's eyes were filled with determination.
Charles raised his right foot and kicked Dipper away. Just as he was about to put the invisibility ring on his hand and use this relic to get out of trouble, something unexpected happened to everyone the next second.
A powerful aura enveloped everyone's body. At this moment, everyone seemed to be pressed down by a heavy mass of several hundred kilograms, completely unable to move.
Charles was very familiar with this feeling. He had seen it before when he held a ceremony for Lily. It meant that a certain existence was watching here.
"Boom~" Along with the sound of bubbles bursting, the terrifying tentacle disappeared out of thin air.
The extremely tense atmosphere quickly eased. Charles, who had escaped, turned his head and looked at the Pope. The golden color in his eyes was slowly fading away. It was he who had caused that thing just now.
"What did you use to kill that thing?" Charles asked the Pope.
The Pope's expression was a little ugly. "No, I didn't kill it. It was just scared away by the breath of the God of Light. I can't guarantee that it will come back."
Charles, panting, felt a sinking feeling in his heart. He didn't know if that thing was the 010 that his future self had mentioned.
But judging from the current floor, it shouldn't be the case. I have to continue walking down. Sure enough, there is nothing good in here.
"Everyone, get up. Let's speed up. We have to get out of here before that thing comes back again."
There was no way to deal with the tentacles, and the only thing Charles could do now was to find 010 as soon as possible.
The crew members quickly gathered and headed towards the previous staircase. No one spoke, or dared to speak, for fear of attracting the tentacles from before.
The spiral staircase was very dark, and the beam of light from the flashlight swept back and forth inside.
"How many times can you use that ability of yours?" Charles walked up to the Pope and asked.
The Pope sighed and said, "We are in the same boat now, so I won't hide anything anymore."
"I can't guarantee that the thing from before can be fooled a few more times. I guess when it comes to its senses and finds out that we are not real gods, it will rush over to take our lives."
"Aren't you very strong? Don't you have any way to deal with that thing just now?"
The Pope cast his eyes towards Charles. "The power that the God of Light has given me is very strong, but first of all, the enemy must be human. That thing is so weird that I don't even know if it is considered a living thing. To be honest, even if I face Julio, it's not so difficult."
Charles did not ask any more questions. In this situation, powerful strength was useless. The Pope who once killed Longka alone was not fundamentally different from himself now.
At this moment, Charles saw that the man in front of him suddenly staggered and fell down the stairs. He stretched out his hand to protect his first mate.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"I'm recalling something... some very old... memory..."
Facing Charles' questioning, Bandage seemed a little confused. He continued to walk down the stairs in a daze and stiffness, holding the handrail.
"Cheer up, now is not the time to reminisce."
Charles moved a little closer to the bandage, just in case anything happened to him.
Walking down the stairs, the atmosphere became increasingly solemn.
The air gradually became hot and humid, and everyone's clothes were quickly soaked with sweat.
The further he walked, the more Charles felt like he was walking into the center of the earth.
"Gudong gudong" Dipu drank the water in big gulps and poured the remaining water directly onto his green scales.
"Be economical. I don't know how far it is down there."
"Captain, I want to, too, but it's too hot here. You know, I'm an underwater creature now. I'll die without water."
Dipper's voice was a little teasing, but this was not Dipper's character, this was his other personality.
"Hush!" Feuerbach suddenly put his finger in front of his drooping mouth. "Listen, there is a sound above."
Everyone stopped and looked up, and suddenly a white light fell down, and Charles grabbed it with one hand and held it firmly in his hand.
That thing was nothing else but an open flashlight. This was the flashlight he threw before! Now there is another group of Charles above them.
Charles looked up at the spiral staircase with a serious expression.
The previous Charles did not come so quickly, and there are not only three groups of Charles on this island.
At this moment, Charles felt that he was no longer an independent creature. Instead, he felt that he was like a train that could extend infinitely.
I am now the front of the train, and with every step I take, there will be another carriage behind me.
"The distance between the two carriages is getting closer. Is it because they are getting closer to the so-called 010?"
Charles no longer had time to think about this question, because he was afraid that if he continued to think about it, the car behind him would hit him.
(End of this chapter)