"Boy, if I don't want your head to fall off, don't move. Who sent you to kill me? Don't try to fool me by saying you are a pirate. I have met many pirates. The pirates of the Earth Sea don't want to rob like you do." Although Charles' words were frivolous, the eyes behind the mask were cold.
"I... If I tell it, will you not kill me?" The guy threatened by Charles had fear in his eyes.
"I can think about it."
"Yes Yes… "
Just when Charles thought he was about to say something, the man's neck suddenly stretched forward, and the extremely sharp blade easily cut off his head.
The hot blood sprayed onto Charles' mask, staining the bright white mask red.
After being stunned for two seconds, Charles stood up and left the cabin, cursing.
Hearing the footsteps getting farther and farther away, the head on the ground slowly opened its eyes.
A smug smile appeared on his lips, which was indescribably weird in the dark cabin.
The head pursed its mouth, flapped its ears, and slowly rolled towards the corpse next to it.
"Duo!" A black dagger stuck into the ground, blocking its way. The human head turned around with a look of horror and found that the masked man who had just left had come back at some point and was standing there, staring at him with his head tilted.
"Since I know you're on the mysterious side, how could I not be able to defend myself?" Charles rushed forward and kicked the man's head away. The head bounced heavily on the wall and returned to his feet.
"You can survive even if your head is cut off, right? All right, then I'll have some fun with you guys. When I saw you like this, a lot of inspiration came to my mind! Do you think you can still survive if I throw you into the crucible and boil you?" Charles stepped on his head.
“Sir, I was wrong, don’t cook me. I’ll tell you everything…” The right eye of the sad-faced head suddenly bulged out and fell to the ground, and a curled-up little man crawled out from it.
The little man looks like an underdeveloped baby, with a translucent pink body, bloated body and deformed limbs, which makes people feel uncomfortable no matter how they look at it.
Its voice was as thin as a mosquito's. It trembled all over and lay on the ground and shouted: "It was Pastor Songni who asked me to control your crew to attack you. He also asked me to kill you."
The corners of Charles' mouth behind the mask lifted up, revealing an exaggerated smile. "So it was that guy. Okay, the feud is settled."
"Mr. Charles! I am innocent too! Songni occupied our island and forced me to work for him. I have told you everything. Please let me go."
"Let you go? You killed my people, and I still want to let you go? That's a nice thought."
The panicked little man suddenly remembered something, and quickly stood up and pointed at a cabinet in the corner and shouted, "There is a secret compartment in there, put the reward that Songni gave me, now it's all yours!"
With a "click", Charles' boots stepped down directly, and the little man's voice stopped abruptly.
"You just said you were forced, and now you're getting paid?" Charles wiped the sticky soles of his shoes and walked towards the closet.
A keyhole appeared on the floor of the cabinet. Charles quickly slashed along the hole with the black blade and opened the secret door.
Pieces of glittering golden bricks were neatly arranged and filled the small space. A rough estimate was that there were at least several kilograms of them, which were of great value both on the surface and in the sea.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't know I was so valuable." Charles wanted to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth to test whether it was real, but the mask blocked his view.
He stood up angrily and walked towards the stairs.
As soon as he came out, Charles saw the crew members who were about to go in. The paper people who had been attacking frantically before had fallen to the ground and were no longer moving. It was obvious that they were all controlled by the little man.
"What are the casualties?" Charles took off the mask on his face.
When they rushed onto the deck again, the scene before them completely shocked everyone.
A small mountain formed by the pile of various messy ship hulls appeared in front of them. Spots of fire flickered between the "mountains". The human figures on the "mountains" looked like ghosts in the dim environment.
The "mountain" is not motionless, it floats forward slowly but firmly. This is the base camp of the Earthsea pirates, Sodom.
"Captain, Sodom is here, let's go over there." The second mate asked Charles.
But Charles just stood there without saying a word, and Krona patted him on the shoulder with some confusion.
In an instant, he seemed to have touched some kind of switch, and Charles's wound, which had originally healed, suddenly split open again, and scarlet blood splattered several meters away.
As the crew's screams quickly faded, Charles' consciousness quickly fell into darkness.
Recovering consciousness, Charles found himself not in the boat. He looked around in total darkness.
Suddenly, there was light below, and he saw himself, a younger version of himself, sitting on a wooden boat, holding an oil lamp and looking around.
That was when he first arrived in this land and sea, and Charles's breathing quickened as he anticipated what was to come.
At this time, young Charles stuck his head out and looked into the water, and saw something the size of a ping-pong ball and emitting a green glow moving slowly in the depths of the dark sea.
The ping-pong ball suddenly stopped and rushed upward at a high speed. In an instant, the object became extremely large, and the entire giant ball was tightly attached to the water surface. The faint light instantly illuminated a large area of the sea.
If the ping-pong ball on the water is a football field, then Charles is the football placed in the center of the field.
There is a black dot in the center of the green light. It is not a ping-pong ball, but the eye of some creature!
As he stared, Charles saw his younger self's body begin to deform.
Wriggling tentacles, trembling internal organs, faces of fear and despair, sharp nails or teeth, all kinds of disgusting organs continued to proliferate on his body.
Charles watched helplessly as his younger self turned into a hideous monster of flesh and blood.
An indescribable extreme fear directly enveloped Charles. He wanted to close his eyes but couldn't.
The eyeball in the water suddenly moved and looked at Charles in the air. "It saw me! It saw me!!"
"Ahhh!!!" Charles, covered in cold sweat, sat up suddenly.
James, who was dozing off next to him, hurried over and asked worriedly, "Captain? Are you okay?"
Charles recovered and looked around. He found himself lying on a dirty wooden bed. The floor and table around him were littered with bottles and jars filled with various things. The air was filled with a mixture of rotten smell and herbal smell.
"Where is this?" Charles pulled open his clothes and found that his wound was wrapped in bandages.
"Captain, we are in Sodom. You almost scared us to death. We thought you were really dead. Fortunately, there is a doctor here." The honest man poured a glass of water and handed it over.
(End of this chapter)