The flesh and blood of the family members mixed with gunpowder splattered everywhere, dripping onto the deck like raindrops.
Charles slowly fell from the air, and he and his crew members looked at the empty sky.
Just when everyone thought everything was over, the blood dripping from the air condensed on the ground into an inverted five-pointed star nested in concentric circles.
The sound of deep and awkward incantations came from all directions, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely weird.
"Damn it! What went wrong again!" Charles gritted his teeth and rushed to the side of the ship, looking towards the sea.
The deep divers, who had been unmotivated until now, formed a large circle around the Narwhal.
In the cold sea water, they stared at Charles with their dead white fish eyes, looking at him as if he were a dead person.
They indifferently took out their weapons and stabbed themselves in the chest. The dark sea water was quickly dyed green by their blood. The blood flowed quickly and soon dyed the surrounding sea green.
"I know you're hard to kill, and that anyone who kills Yidik's chosen will be cursed by him, but I've found a solution."
The sticky sound appeared again in the air. Even though the clan members just now had no physical body, they could still exist independently.
"You would never imagine that seventy years ago I found the Book of the Dead that summoned and attracted Hypnos."
“We must not allow the God of Light to unseal us! If He really unseals us, we who are against the Church of the God of Light will be finished! Since you are unwilling to cooperate with us, then you can die!!”
"Thump, thump, thump" Charles' boots stomped on the cockpit and rushed towards it, sweat constantly coming out of his forehead.
"Dipper! Take the sailors and wipe out all the summoning circles on the deck! Hurry up!!" Anxious Charles shouted while turning the steering wheel.
But soon, Charles found that things were not so easy to end. The ship seemed to be fixed in place by several huge nails and could not move at all. Even the propeller of the Narwhal stirred the sea water into flying white foam, but it was of no avail.
Charles cranked the Narwhal to full power, and the entire ship made a metallic creaking sound.
Slowly the ship began to move, but before Charles could be happy at all, under the powerful force, the magic circle engraved on the deck began to peel off rapidly, like a sharp ring cutting directly towards the tower.
The magic circle was not recorded on the deck, but was engraved directly on the coordinates of the original location! If it continued like this, the entire ship would be cut in half by the magic circle!
"Back off!" Charles wanted this solution immediately, and he did so immediately.
But just as he was preparing for this operation, he suddenly discovered that the entire deck of the Narwhal had turned black.
Jelly-like black substances continued to pour out. Instead of falling toward the sea surface, they completely enveloped the entire ship.
"What is this?" Just as Charles was thinking about this question, he suddenly found that the boat could move.
The Narwhal instantly rushed out like a speedboat.
"Bang!" The hatch opened, and a man covered in bandages covered in octopus blood walked in from outside. He was back.
"Bandage! What is this Hypnos that guy is talking about? What exactly is he sacrificing and summoning?" Charles asked his first mate anxiously.
Bandage looked at the deck that was still spewing mucus outside, but shook his head slightly, "I... don't know... this is not the sacrificial ritual of the Futan religion..."
Before Charles could show surprise on his face, he suddenly felt the entire ship shaking violently.
Such a huge noise was not because the ship was attacked, but because the entire sea surface began to shake, and something was about to come out of the water!
"Boom!" A water column as big as a mountain peak stretched out from the water surface, and sea water splashed everywhere like a waterfall.
The sea water that fell from the sky almost sank the entire Narwhal. The sea water washed away the black slime, and the magic circle on the deck had completely disappeared.
Charles gave the steering wheel to Bandage, walked out of the cockpit, stared at the thing emerging from the water and shouted: "Fuck! What on earth is that?!"
That's not some scary, ugly monster, that's an island.
The steep rocks form cliffs that push the top of the island high up. Although it is called an island, it is actually more like a flat-topped mountain.
"That guy went to so much trouble just to raise an island? Wait, why does this island look so familiar?" Charles' heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Then, he suddenly remembered that his arm was lost on this island! This is not an island! This is the finger of a god! ! !
"Set sail quickly! The Hypnos that guy summoned is a god!!" Charles shouted with extreme fear. He knew that this god might be right under the Narwhal, but he didn't dare to look now.
"Woooooooooooo~~" The Narwhal issued a low whistle, and the small steamboat quickly moved away from the "island" against the waves.
Charles was not the only one who recalled the island. Some old crew members also knew what this thing was, and a hint of fear began to appear in their eyes.
However, it was just the beginning. More and more islands quickly emerged from the sea. When everything was over, thirteen islands finally surrounded the Narwhal.
In front of these huge islands, the Narwhal, which is only 65 meters long, is not much better than a mosquito.
"Boom~" The island began to move, and with a creepy tremor, the entire island began to gather rapidly towards the Narwhal.
Seeing this scene, the crew members on the deck collapsed to the ground in despair, "We are done..."
Charles knew that he could not escape because the speed of the Narwhal was too slow in front of these huge islands. However, he did not want to admit defeat because he still had one last trick up his sleeve.
Bandage lay in Charles' shadow, drawing continuously with his bleeding severed fingers. He wanted to summon Charles' true power as the Chosen One of God.
"He is a god... You are just... the chosen one... You can't defeat him..."
"How do you know if you don't try? It's not that easy for me to admit defeat so easily!" Charles roared loudly at the approaching island.
The crew members stared blankly at the captain who was trying to stop the ship from moving forward.
"I will die! I will die on the way to the surface!!!" Charles' expression was distorted and his whole body was tense. Facing the unknown and powerful god, there was no fear in his eyes at this moment.
(End of this chapter)