Charles looked at the white things coming out of the hull and thought quickly. "What are these? How can I deal with them? They don't look like they will be affected by physical attacks."
But before Charles could figure out the problem, the things in front of him suddenly rushed towards him with a roar.
A strong wind blew, and Charles flew into the air and slammed heavily into the wall. The white ghost directly covered his body.
The next second, Charles felt dizzy. He wanted to struggle but had no strength. He had an inexplicable feeling of floating in the air.
"Sizzle~" Bright arcs of electricity kept flashing on Charles' body, but this attack was completely useless against these white ghosts.
Charles' body quickly deformed, and a huge bat instantly appeared in his place.
His mouth suddenly opened. The harsh sound waves began to reverberate rapidly in the narrow cabin. Charles' attack was very effective this time. The white souls that had just surrounded Charles disappeared in an instant.
When the sound stopped he didn't dare to play it again, for fear that the sound would shake the boat apart.
Charles fell to the ground with a very painful expression. His whole body was in great pain, as if he was being torn apart. The ghost's attack looked very special.
Although it seemed that Charles really needed a rest, those guys obviously wouldn't give him the chance.
As the sound disappeared, the white ghosts drilled out of the wall again. Their numbers did not decrease at all, and Charles' attacks seemed unable to hurt him at all.
Charles looked at them coldly. Suddenly, he took a deep breath and shouted provocatively at them: "Come on! Come and kill me!"
The wind was howling, and all the ghosts rushed directly towards Charles.
But this was exactly what Charles needed. The moment they took action, the transparent tentacles suddenly kicked the ground hard, and Charles bounced directly to the stairs like a ball.
There was a corridor above, but Charles had no intention of rushing onto the deck. Carrying these things out would only harm his crew.
Chased by these white ghosts, Charles reached the decompression chamber as quickly as possible.
Simply unscrew the valve in the decompression chamber, and the powerful water column pushed Charles to the ceiling. The freezing cold sea water instantly filled the entire decompression chamber.
In the sea water, his face quickly turned the same iron blue as those drowned people.
The strong water pressure exerted force on every part of Charles' body, and his body was compressed into a smaller circle. However, there was no fear in Charles' eyes at this moment, because people are immortal here, and the strong pressure of the sea water cannot kill him.
At this time, the ghosts had caught up with him, and they entangled Charles tightly, and the feeling of the back of his head hanging in the air appeared again. Although I don't know what they are doing, it is definitely not a good thing.
Charles gritted his teeth, endured the pain all over his body and swam out of the hull.
When he came out of the hull, the white ghost had covered him completely. To the crew on the deck, he looked like a huge white cocoon.
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!" The silk suddenly exploded, and Charles in the form of a bat appeared in the sea.
The offense and defense were reversed in an instant. Charles chased after the fleeing white shadows, opened his ferocious mouth, and continuously emitted harsh sound waves.
Facing these enemies who had just intended to kill him, Charles was merciless. No longer worried about his ship being damaged, Charles turned his sound waves to the maximum.
However, what is very puzzling is that even though Charles tried so hard, those white ghosts did not suffer any damage, and not even one of them disappeared.
It seems that sound waves can only make these things uncomfortable, but cannot kill them.
"Boom!!" A torpedo exploded in the ghost. The crew members tried to help their captain, but this attack was also ineffective.
Charles quickly thought of a solution, which was to follow these things and let the Narwhal explore quickly. Anyway, he would not die here.
Charles originally planned to do so, but he forgot one thing, that is, these ghosts are intelligent, even if they are crazy.
The fleeing white ghosts suddenly gathered into a ball, rolled over and hit Charles' mouth.
Charles' sonic attack came to an abrupt end as his throat was choked by such a large mass of stuff.
Before Charles could stretch out his claws to take out the thing stuck in his throat, the ghosts scattered around rushed over and surrounded Charles tightly again.
That feeling of being suspended in the air appeared again and became stronger and stronger. Soon Charles saw himself floating above his body, and his soul was about to leave his body!
As if seeing the hope of success, the white ghosts celebrated loudly.
"Lawrence's body is mine! He must give it to me first, he owes me this!!"
"Come on! Flesh and blood are just a burden! Get rid of them all!!"
"As long as you stay with us, you will never be able to steal anything from the Pope again!"
Soul Charles saw his body shaking constantly. Although he looked very tough, it was useless in this situation where he could not move. Sooner or later, he would become a ghost like them.
Just when the situation was becoming increasingly precarious, a female voice stopped the ghosts' crazy actions.
"My fellow countrymen! Stop your attacks and look at what I have in my hand."
With a "swish" sound, Charles shrank back into his body. His eyes moved downwards and found that Linda in a white coat was also floating in the sea.
Due to lack of oxygen, her bald head turned iron blue, but there was no panic on her face. She raised the palm-sized, glowing white metal triangle in her hand to the ghosts surrounding Charles.
After Linda glanced at Charles, she continued to speak to the white ghosts: "Fellow countrymen! We were sent down by the Pope to look for things just like you! We are not enemies!!"
The ghosts stopped, they slowly moved over, and carefully identified what was in Linda's hand.
"It's a token from His Holiness the Pope! This woman has also been blessed. I saw what was in her head. What she said is true."
"Great! The Pope hasn't forgotten us! He still remembers us! I knew he wouldn't forget his wife."
Some of the ghosts are extremely crazy, but some still have some rationality.
"Companions, can you tell the Pope to pray to the God of Light to take us to the land of light? We don't want to stay here anymore, but we can't leave and we can't die."
Linda did not answer the ghosts' questions. She looked at Charles and said, "Captain, I know you may have a lot of questions, but now is not the time to think about them. You can look behind you now."
Hearing Linda's words, Charles waved his hands and slowly turned around. Then he saw a city, a very special city.
(End of this chapter)