There was no human body inside the space suit, but what splashed out was a mixture of brain matter, pus and blood.
Following the liquid came out scattered black dots, a bit like fireflies formed by pure black. They shrank slightly and quickly disappeared into the air.
Because of Charles's tossing and turning, the plane gradually lost control and everything in the cabin began to fly away.
Charles looked at the rotten liquid floating in front of him, and he quickly looked at the other man in a space suit.
The sharp claws scratched the glass cover on his head.
The sound of glass shattering was heard, accompanied by a disgusting smell. A liquid similar to a mixture of blood, brain matter and pus quickly floated out from inside, carrying the black fireflies.
There is no human inside this space suit either, it looks like some kind of liquid life.
At this moment, Charles saw the island ground outside the window approaching rapidly, and the plane was about to crash!
As his mind moved slightly, his body instantly disappeared from the plane and appeared outside the plane.
The black fighter plane crashed directly into the meteorite floating island with a whistling sound.
Mechanical parts were flying everywhere, but miraculously it didn't explode.
The next second, Charles felt his throat itchy, a strong feeling of vomiting came over him, and a dull pain in his stomach.
He immediately became alert. His stomach had already been cut once and could not be cut again. This relic could not be used unless it was absolutely necessary.
Charles quickly put his thoughts aside because there was no time to think about it now. The sound of air explosions in the air rang out again, and more than one fighter plane came.
Charles flapped his wings and quickly flew over the Narwhal, looking around vigilantly.
Faced with the Foundation's powerful modern weapons, the remaining crew members were very passive for a while, especially when there were six ships coming this time.
When a shell penetrated the turbine compartment of an exploration airship, the explosion that soared into the sky even slightly distorted the short hair on Charles' face.
Charles knew that just taking the beating without fighting back was not a solution. The enemy was extremely fast. If all the ships were blown up, they would all be left on the island.
Charles flew back to the chimney of the Narwhal and stood still quickly. His deformed and tall bat body quickly turned back into human form.
"The one with the hat! Slow them down! Just pause for a moment!"
If Charles could just see it, he would have a way to make them stop.
The captain in the top hat looked hesitant and a little distressed, but he finally nodded to Charles and put his hand back on the small door handle embedded in his hat.
With a creaky sound, the bronze door was reopened, and a fighter jet flying by instantly slowed down.
Charles stared at it with his eyes, and suddenly opened his hands. The transparent tentacles instantly wrapped around the fighter plane. The tentacles shining with white light lashed the fuselage frantically, especially the wings and tail fins.
After a short second, the plane resumed its normal speed, but its damaged fuselage could not be restored. Wrapped in the tentacles, it staggered and fell into the endless darkness below. After dealing with the two fighters in the same way, the other side suddenly learned to be smart. They no longer approached the island, hiding in the darkness and continuously firing missiles at this side.
"Everyone get off the boat!! They are targeting ships!" Charles continued to remind.
Even as everyone was getting off the ship to escape, the bombing continued. If it continued like this, it wouldn't be long before not a single airship would be left.
The sound of air explosions occasionally reminded them of their unpredictable location.
The blue mist gradually began to thin, and finally turned into almost a big net, slowly floating towards that side.
Of course, Charles couldn't bear to see Dipper face several modern aircraft alone.
He quickly rushed to the door of the Captain in the Hat, grabbed him with his claws, and flew straight in that direction.
Some of the crew members who could fly may have rushed over.
After the three that died, there were only four enemy planes left. This time, Charles began to deploy siege tactics.
The opponent's speed is very fast, but when it comes to attacking, the crew members with extraordinary abilities are not so easy to deal with, even in the air.
Soon, the sound of explosions illuminated the darkness again, and the battle began again. The situation was extremely tragic.
"Ugh!" With an extremely ugly look on her face, Grace vomited the food she had just eaten this morning. Not far from her was a corpse with half of its head missing. Just now, this corpse flew in front of her from somewhere.
For the first time, the girl witnessed the cruelty of surface exploration. The smell of gunpowder, whale oil and burnt odor condensed into the smell of a battlefield. The stimulation she felt today was more than she had ever felt in her entire life.
When there was nothing left in her stomach to vomit, Grace instinctively looked for Linda, her only support on the boat.
But Linda is the busiest as the ship's doctor and has no time to spend on her.
"Wow... I want to go home..." Grace held the staff helplessly and hid aside, crying.
However, when she saw the rats commanded by Lily moving the turrets quickly and decisively, and followed the other crew members driving the Narwhals into the darkness, she couldn't help but feel ashamed of her retreat.
"Stand up, Grace, you can do it, I'm not useless."
Just as she mustered up the courage to rush to the blood-covered Linda to help her, she saw in the darkness that everyone had returned.
Charles put down the captain who was caught by his claws. He looked at his black top hat and said with a smile: "It's a nice relic. Where did you get it?"
But the other party just stood there, ignoring Charles.
When his crew members rushed over and carried the captain away, they told him that this was a side effect of the relic.
Although this relic can slow down the speed of others, it must be done at the expense of one's own speed.
Short-term delays are okay, but some of these side effects are permanent, which is a bit scary.
Charles came up to the Narwhal's ship and the surviving crew members gathered.
Most of the casualties in this sudden attack were caused by the explosion of ships. In addition to the previous airship whose airbag was burned and fell downwards, there were still two spaceships left, and the Narwhal was one of them.
A total of nearly 30 people died on the island from the four ships, including the Narwhal. This number is not large, but it should have been avoidable.
Before coming, Charles thought he would be attacked, but he never expected that he would be attacked by their fighter jets after talking with the foundation.
(End of this chapter)