The ritual of the twelve octopus heads has reached its final stage.
The entire sea surface was suppressed to the lowest point. It seemed that just to breathe, one had to use all his strength. Everyone present felt suffocated.
Dipper tensed up as he looked beneath the sea, where a dense mass of eyes were shaking like seaweed.
He decided in his heart that if there was anything unusual, he would stand directly in front of the captain.
"Just stay still and don't cause me any trouble now, that's better than anything else." Charles pulled him behind him.
"Captain, I can help! I'm very strong!"
Charles ignored him and continued looking out of the window of the airship.
"If something extremely dangerous happens later, you should take Shanshan and leave first."
Anna reached out and held his hand tightly, smiling and nodding gently. "Okay."
Charles looked at her smile, opened his mouth helplessly but said nothing in the end.
At this moment, dense eyeballs underwater began to gather together, forming a square mist that swayed with the waves underwater, like a dice or a Rubik's Cube.
Everyone would feel inexplicably nauseous and want to vomit just by looking at it for a few times.
"Charles, the old seal has been summoned. It's time to announce to it the new rules you want." Anna's voice sounded in Charles' ears.
Charles picked up the rye hanging on the dashboard, and his words came through the loudspeaker. "How about letting me talk about the final stage?"
All the octopus heads looked over and smiled frighteningly.
"No, let us do this." After saying this, Okit raised his hands at the same time as the other eleven octopus heads.
Their voices, tinged with pus and phlegm, instantly resounded across the entire sea. "Praise the One beyond the gate!! In the name of 'the One who will surely come', pray to the Seal Maker! With Gao Zhiming—"
When those three pure Chinese characters appeared in the mouth of the octopus, the pupils of Charles and Anna instantly shrank to the smallest size.
Although I don’t know what they will say next, nor do I know how they know Charles’ real name, their purpose is definitely not to treat the crew!
Almost instantly, Charles shouted at the black microphone in his hand with all his strength: "All fleets and airships! Target the twelve people in front, attack!!"
"Boom boom boom!!!" The roar of artillery fire covered the octopus head's subsequent prayers, and the stirred up water columns covered their figures.
Through telegraph exchanges, dozens of large and small Hope Island naval ships quickly changed direction and began to attack the Futan fleet that was surrounding them.
At the same time, hundreds of black octopus tentacles covered with sticky liquid stretched out from underwater and began to fight back in coordination with the Deep Divers and Futan believers.
The tense nerves of both sides broke in an instant at this moment, and it seemed that both sides would enter into a life-and-death battle in the next second.
But at this moment, as a black ring spread out from the old seal, Charles and Ocutt's voices sounded in the air at the same time, "Stop!"
The roar of artillery fire came to an abrupt end, and everyone froze in place. Both sides felt very uncomfortable, as if they had punched the air with their fists swung hard.
"Charles! Why did you stop?" Anna, whose true identity had been completely exposed, asked her lover in confusion.
At this moment, Ocutt's voice was heard again outside. "Governor Charles, come out, come quickly."
But this situation was not under Charles' control, "Wait!! Anna, stop me! They are controlling my body!!"
No one had expected this situation. By the time Charles finished shouting, he had already rushed to the iron bridge outside.
With resistance in his eyes, he looked at the turbid sea water below, stretched his feet slightly, and jumped directly downwards.
"Sparkle! Go get your dad back!"
The next second, a bloated mass of flesh with wriggling tentacles mixed with green liquid eyeballs suddenly appeared beside Charles.
Just as it stretched out its tentacles to touch Charles, bubbles of dirt emerged nearby, and Okit followed by the other octopus heads instantly appeared around them.
As they all waved their tentacles vigorously, Shanshan's entire body began to rot rapidly, and the whole body exuded a foul stench.
Her tentacles and eyeballs regenerated rapidly, and in a short while, they had healed again.
But taking advantage of this opportunity, Charles in the air was quickly brought by Okit to the head of a giant octopus.
At this moment, hundreds of eyes on Shanshan's body showed anger for the first time. She was about to chase him, but found that a golden dagger was already against Charles' neck.
"Don't move unless you want your father to die."
The threat from the octopus head made Shanshan stop abruptly. Seeing this scene, Okit showed a hint of pride in his eyes.
He turned his head and looked at Charles who was angry beside him. "Governor Charles, compared to using the old seal to heal your crew and asking you to tell us the location of the powerful as if it were a charity, we all think it is more convenient to use the old seal to directly control you. After all, the price paid for summoning that kind of thing once is very high."
Charles turned his head and looked at him, his face showing no joy or sadness. "Is it necessary to go to such great lengths to control me alone?"
"I can't help it. You are the chosen one of Idik, and there is a special Diva watching you. Ordinary methods will not work on you."
"But under the rules of the old seal, it's different. I can control you to do anything. From now on, you are one of my tentacle, forever."
"Fuck!" Charles was secretly anxious. He never thought that the other party would have such a trick. "What are you going to do next?"
"Don't worry, we will make full use of you. First, we will get the information we want from you, and then we will use your life to threaten your people, so that Hope Island will pay enough people to get you back."
"Of course, we will break our promise in the end. We will imprison you in the Land of God and torture you constantly. Finally, after you have completely lost the will to live, we will sacrifice you to the great and powerful one. This is the result of you going against us all these years."
Charles' hands trembled slightly for a moment and then calmed down immediately. His body could not even express anger without permission.
"Then let's start with the first step. What happened between you and the Pope before?"
As Charles spoke, Ocute slowly understood what had happened. He even took out parchment from his purple robe, rolled up the pen with his tentacles, and recorded everything in detail.
(End of this chapter)