Feuerbach, who was tied up by two sailors, knelt there like a dead dog, blood mixed with saliva dripping slowly from the corners of his mouth. His face revealed madness, and he said some weird and meaningless things that ordinary people could not understand.
"Is this Feuerbach controlled by something on the island?" Charles looked at the floating island next to him in surprise.
Both the tone and the words he spoke were completely different from the Feuerbach clone he had encountered before.
Seeing that the other party was still staring at him, Charles thought for a few seconds, then walked forward to communicate with it.
Whatever this thing is, at least it can use human language. Since he can use it and listen, maybe he can get some words out of its language. "Who are you? Is this island your territory?"
“Hehehe…” He lowered his head and laughed softly, without any response to Charles’ question.
"Where did you find this person? Are there any other abnormalities nearby?" Charles asked the three people who came to the island.
Before anyone else could answer, Feuerbach stretched his neck and his body instantly emerged from the large and heavy space suit.
The cold light coming out from inside made Charles' scalp numb, and he instantly swung his tentacles over.
With a dull thud, the naked Feuerbach crashed heavily into the chimney of the airship and fell to the ground helplessly, leaving a large dent in the chimney.
A camouflage-colored military dagger fell powerlessly from Feuerbach's hand onto the deck. The cold light before was from this thing.
From his current puddle of mud appearance, it can be seen that Feuerbach's cervical vertebrae have been broken and he is now completely paralyzed.
"Hahaha... Well done, I like this kind of body. It's better if I can't move, it's better if I can't move!" Feuerbach laughed crazily.
When Captain Locke saw this scene, he gently waved his hand forward. The sailor who was watching the show nearby came up and tied him up with a rope as thick as a finger.
He reached into his big black beard and scratched it, then looked at the crew member holding the crystal ball next to him in confusion. "Sea Dog, what's going on? Why doesn't your hypnosis work?"
"Boss, there's nothing wrong with my hypnosis. I think the guy with green hair has gone completely crazy." The man said as he put the crystal ball back into his brain and tied it up with a red headscarf.
At this moment, Feuerbach's eyes suddenly bulged, veins popped out on his forehead, his face turned red in an instant, his expression was ferocious, and he looked like he was in great pain.
"Puff!" A bloody tongue was spit directly at Charles' feet. Feuerbach opened his bloody mouth and gave Charles a cruel smile.
The dark green hair flowed down on both sides of his body like seaweed, making his crazy look even more creepy, as if he was possessed by a ghost.
But these are no longer effective for Charles, who has been through many battles. He now wonders what on earth had happened to this guy to become like this.
If possible, he would rather the guy in front of him was possessed by a ghost rather than something else.
The next second, the hostility in Feuerbach's eyes disappeared instantly, and fear and panic gradually began to emerge in his eyes.
"Ah... Ah!! Ah!" He opened his bloody mouth that was still dripping with blood and shouted anxiously at Charles. This time, there was a hint of pleading and anxiety in his voice.
“Ah…Ah!!” Feuerbach struggled violently. He seemed to want to express something, but his whole body was paralyzed and his tongue was bitten off, so he had no means to express his meaning.
"Captain Charles, this guy has gone crazy and is not worth paying attention to. According to our previous plan, we will dock and start exploring. Do you have any instructions?" Locke asked Charles.
Charles carefully looked at Feuerbach who was yelling in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he stood up again. "Don't be in a hurry, I'll go find my wife. He gives me a feeling that is obviously different from his previous crazy appearance. I need to know what is going on in his mind. Maybe he has other clues in his mind."
Charles pushed off the edge of the boat and flew toward the Narwhal.
Watching Charles go away, Captain Locke pointed at the crowd around him in annoyance. "Goddess, why are you so annoying? Hey, do you have your relic with you? The relic that can explore the past. Use it on the woman's hair."
"The head is gone. The relic can only be used four times. During our last exploration, we used it for the fourth time. It is now completely withered."
"Alas... Governor Charles is making a big fuss out of nothing. What clues can we get from such a guy?" Locke said as he walked towards Feuerbach, who was lying on the ground like a maggot.
But who would have thought that when facing him, Feuerbach's attitude changed completely. He twisted his body violently with anger in his eyes, and from the depths of his throat came waves of angry growls like a wild dog.
"Fuck! He's really a lunatic. I don't want to waste my time on him. Who of you brought cigarettes? My throat is a little dry."
Charles left as quickly as he left. When he arrived at Locke's ship with the diary, he saw Feuerbach lying on the ground motionless, and the blood from his mouth had dyed a large area of the deck red.
"Dead? How did he die?" Charles was stunned.
"I asked the ship's doctor to see him, but he lost too much blood and couldn't be saved." Locke, who was smoking several cigarettes at the same time, seemed to want to distance himself from the other's death.
Charles first looked at Feuerbach, then looked at the other people on the boat. "In that case, then all right, you continue exploring."
"Governor Charles, aren't you coming with us this time?" Locke asked.
Charles pulled the spider out of his eye socket and threw it onto the deck. "Just let it go. I'll stay outside to be on guard. If you run into one of these wearing white clothes again after you go down, remember to pull out its fangs and bring it to me."
The island was extremely dangerous, and he didn't intend to risk his crew exploring the airship's downfall before figuring out what caused it.
Soon, Captain Locke's "The Waverider" followed another exploration ship and slowly approached the huge island in the distance.
The two previous explorations had let them know that, at least for now, the danger on the island had not yet appeared.
(End of this chapter)