"Pope, can you handle so many?" Charles asked.
"God of Light, please try to keep up as much as possible. I don't know how long I can last." After saying this, the Pope floated up directly.
The tentacles began to move. They quickly surrounded the Pope, but as the golden light in his eyes flickered, they quickly dissipated.
"Hurry up and follow us, don't fall behind!"
It is easy to go down the spiral staircase, but it is difficult to go up.
Coupled with the hot environment, the crew members soon felt like they had been pulled out of the water.
But even so, they did not dare to stop for a moment and rushed forward madly.
For no other reason than that the tentacles below grew back.
"Bandage! Hold on!" Charles pulled the first mate who was walking at the back hard. He was not in good condition and walked the slowest.
The first mate, who was covered in bandages, covered his head with one hand, looking very painful. "I... I seem to have been here before..."
"Since you've been here, don't think about these useless things now, just run!"
"No... I have to remember... I feel that thing is very... important to me..."
Charles gritted his teeth and helped him climb up quickly.
Charles thought they would reach the elevator safely as planned, but plans never keep up with changes.
"Snap!" A translucent tentacle twisted out from the wall and stretched towards Charles' back.
The aura of the Pope appeared again, but this time, the tentacles did not disappear. Instead, they paused for a moment, then turned and slapped the bald man hard. The believer of the Church of Light instantly disappeared from the spot.
Charles felt a little uneasy. The Pope's aura was becoming less and less effective.
"Swish!" A tentacle swept towards Charles' calf.
Charles exerted force with his legs and jumped, and although he dodged, the mice under him were not so lucky, and most of them disappeared.
"Captain! Help—" The terrified kitchen helper Ergus had just said halfway when he disappeared out of thin air in front of Charles.
"Do you have any other solution? If there is no other solution, we will all stay here!" The Pope's wrinkled face was full of anxiety.
What can Charles do at this time? This kind of tentacle is not affected by any attack. Not only can he not do it, but anyone else in this situation will also have no way out.
"Is it true that I can't get out today? This shouldn't be the case! My future self has clearly already escaped!"
The tentacles from all directions were getting closer and closer, and Charles and his men were completely trapped in a dead end.
Seeing the tentacles coming closer and closer, Bandage suddenly put his hands on his head and shouted frantically: "I... I remember! I remember!! "
Under everyone's gaze, he rushed behind Charles, put three fingers in his mouth and bit them hard, and the three fingers were bitten off directly.
"Bandage! What are you doing?"
"Captain!! Don't move! Don't move!! You are the key to our escape!"
After Bandage finished speaking, he raised his bleeding severed finger and began to draw frantically at the shadow under Charles.
The stairs, the walls, and Linda's body, wherever Charles' shadow was cast, the bandaged severed finger was drawn there, and while he was drawing, he was still mumbling vague whispers frantically.
The blood quickly formed some strange curved characters, completely different from any previous Futan rituals.
The crew members seemed to understand that their first mate was trying to save them and did not dare to move. They stared at the painted bandages, waiting anxiously.
"Puff~!" At this moment, Charles suddenly possessed all-round vision.
He suddenly saw a lot of things, twisting tentacles, crew members with fear in their eyes, and a deformed and terrifying monster reflected in the crew members' pupils.
Charles felt that he was no longer himself. He felt that his previous thoughts were so naive. Why did he go to the surface? Why did he revive Lily? And why did he love Anna so deeply
He figured out so much in this moment.
But this wonderful feeling only lasted for a short time. When Charles came to his senses again, he found that most of the stairs around him were destroyed and the tentacles around him had completely disappeared.
The panting crowd looked at themselves in horror. Their clothes, soaked with sweat, were torn and they looked extremely disheveled.
Charles quickly touched his body, but was shocked to find that he did not have any extra organs, he did not turn into a monster, he was still Charles.
"Bandage, what did you do? And why were you so excited just now, what on earth did you want to do?" Charles asked the first mate Bandage in surprise.
Bandage didn't answer. He was silent and walked up the stairs holding the railing with his hands. "It's time... to go... There are too many tentacles... They will come back..."
Bandage's words reminded everyone, and the crew members climbed upwards frantically, fearing that the tentacle would take their lives.
Time passed little by little, and when everyone was about to collapse, the door finally appeared in front of them.
"Look, those tentacles are still down there!"
After hearing Feuerbach's words, West poked his head out and looked down. Just below the dark staircase, purple translucent tentacles were looming.
They seemed to be afraid of something and did not chase after us.
Seeing this scene, West exclaimed, "The Captain is really amazing. These tentacles must feel the pain, but if I-"
Before he could finish, a bandaged hand pushed him hard behind his back.
"Ah~!!" West screamed and fell down the stairs. He was quickly wrapped by the tentacles and disappeared.
This scene was unexpected by everyone. They looked in amazement at the owner of the arm, the first mate of the Narwhal.
The first person to question Bandage was the always timid chef Planck. Faced with the death of his friend, this time he was no longer a coward.
The chef's face was red, his two fat hands were clenched into fists, and he asked the bandage excitedly: "Why!! Why did you kill him!!"
"This is fate..."
"What a bullshit fate!! That's a human life!! We didn't explore Hope Island with you old crew members. Our status on the ship is not as high as yours, but we are also human beings!! We have families too! If his mother knew he was dead, how sad she would be! Have you ever thought about it?!"
"West... is not dead... He will be taken back to a long time ago by 010... He will experience many things over time... many... many things... until..."
As the bandage spoke, he removed the bandages on his face and scraped off the moss on his face. Slowly, a strange yet familiar face appeared in front of everyone.
Charles' pupils shrank slightly and he rushed over quickly, holding the bandaged head with both hands and looking at it carefully.
Although there were still densely engraved words on the bandaged face, the basic outline was getting closer and closer to the face in Charles' mind.
"I was wondering why West looked so familiar!! So you are him!! The bandage is West!!"
45-2=43
(End of this chapter)