Charles suddenly stood up, forcing the sacrificial ceremony, which was in its final moments, to stop again.
Everyone looked at Charles with dissatisfaction.
"Captain, this is the third time. Can you please stop interrupting me? Or wait for the next trip?" Linda frowned as she looked at the captain who stood up.
"Next trip? Next trip what? To die? Stand up, everyone! Hurry up!" Charles shouted as he stretched out his hand to pull up all the crew members who were sitting cross-legged in the magic circle.
"Are you all crazy? Why are you going to such a high place? First mate, immediately let the Narwhal descend as fast as possible, as fast as possible!"
"This is an unknown deep space. We are in danger every second we stay here!!"
Bandage turned around quickly and prepared to run towards the cockpit, but just after he took two steps, he slowly retracted the third step.
He turned around and looked at Charles in confusion along with the other crew members.
The crew members slowly gathered around, and Charles' heart skipped a beat when he saw their puzzled looks.
"Captain, why do we have to go down? We haven't completed the sacrificial ceremony yet." Nico asked.
"Sacrifice ceremony? We don't know any shitty sacrifice ceremony!" Charles reached out and grabbed the black thorn that was still stuck in his neck.
With a slight twist, blood oozed out from the wound on his neck, and the pain of torn flesh cheered him up.
Through observation and personal experience, Charles discovered this abnormal rule: intense pain can restore them to normal.
After hearing the captain's question, the crew members looked even more confused, and they talked in low voices in twos and threes.
"Hey... Don't you think the captain is a little strange? It was clearly his order."
"Yeah, it's very strange, he looks like he's being controlled by something."
"We must catch him quickly and sacrifice him as soon as possible."
"It's okay to kill him. We just need to drag him to the middle of the sacrificial circle later."
Hearing their evil voices, Charles gritted his teeth and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar crew in front of him.
"They've been brainwashed, just like the Foundation before them, brainwashed by 005-3!"
Just as Charles was thinking about this question, there were two "bangs" and the brass bullets hit Charles' chest, deflated into copper beans and fell to the ground.
As soon as the gunshots rang out, everyone on the boat picked up their weapons and rushed towards Charles frantically.
"Don't use hot weapons! The captain's body is very defensive! Use relics with high penetrating power! Or attack his soul!" Dipper, whose body was gradually turning into mist, reminded others considerately.
"Whoosh~!!" More than a dozen tentacles stretched out from the ground in an instant, and the wriggling tentacle wall blocked Dipp on the other side.
Suddenly, Charles' ears moved slightly, and he quickly twisted his body to the right. The next second, a hand narrowly brushed against the black thorn on Charles' neck.
If he pulled out the black thorn stuck in Charles' neck, he would lose his combat effectiveness on the spot even if he didn't die.
That was the hand of chef Plank, and his eyes were full of regret. Charles raised his foot and kicked directly on his round belly, kicking him out.
Transparent tentacles with paralysis rose from the deck and quickly wrapped around everyone around them.
Without getting too entangled with his crew members, Charles quickly transformed into a giant bat monster and jumped into the darkness nearby.
We cannot get entangled with them in the current situation. If they can't stop themselves, it would not be a good thing to kill anyone.
Charles didn't fly too far. He quickly circled and landed on the air bag of the Narwhal.
"They have been brainwashed, which means it should be a problem with consciousness and memory. Since it is a problem in this area, it is easy to solve this problem."
Charles quickly took out his diary from his pocket and turned directly to the second to last page.
"Sparkle, call mom over here, quickly."
Under Charles' anxious urging, a white light came on, and Anna's graceful figure appeared in front of Charles.
She seemed to have not yet come to terms with what happened before. She stood there without saying a word, looking at Charles with dissatisfaction.
"No time to be mad! Hurry up, my crew members have been brainwashed! Hurry and get them back to normal, it's dangerous here, hurry!"
"Heh~ man." Anna pushed Charles away, walked to the edge of the airbag, and looked at the chaotic deck below.
They already knew Charles' location and were trying every possible way to climb up there.
"Memory modification? Personality reshaping? Or cognitive dislocation? Hmm... Let me see... Let me see..."
Anna narrowed her eyes slightly, searching everyone's brains.
Just as the two vampire-turned-bats flew up, she slowly turned around and looked at Charles.
When Charles saw the eyes of his lover, his heart sank to the bottom in an instant. It was a pair of doubtful eyes. Something was wrong with Anna now. As a monster who could modify memory, she was also affected!
"Shanshan, quickly send mom home!!" A white light flashed, and Anna disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Charles' back was soaked in an instant. The crew members were brainwashed, which was still barely manageable. But if Anna was also brainwashed and still stayed here, it would be too terrible.
The anchor hook swung, pierced Odric's bat wing, and threw him into the darkness with a powerful swing.
Amid the screams, the vampire's eyes changed from excitement to some confusion, and he was freed from the influence of brainwashing.
But before he could say a word, Odric was enveloped by the darkness outside the ship.
Charles stretched out two fingers and pinched the black thorn on his neck and twisted it gently. He could not help but scream out, especially because he was under the influence of the black thorn's three times pain.
This must be done, he must allow the pain to be present at all times to ensure that his spirit is not affected.
Time is very tight now. Since Anna can't do it, he must solve this big trouble that even Anna can fall into.
"Putting them in severe pain alone to remove their brainwashing is too dangerous. It is likely to kill people, and it is only a temporary solution. We must think of a permanent solution."
"Something must have affected them. Only by removing this influence can they regain their sanity."
When Charles thought of this, he immediately looked towards the huge black figure in the distance that was as big as a mountain. It was still standing there motionless, ignoring everything that was happening on the Narwhal.
"Did he cause it? It's very likely! The Foundation was attacked after encountering him before." Thinking of this, Charles looked down at the airbag under his feet.
After kicking the vampire that was rushing towards him away, Charles raised the chainsaw in his hand and slashed towards the tough air bag.
If there was any way to get the Narwhal away from 005-3 as quickly as possible, it would be to reduce the lift of the airship.
The airbags of the Narwhal are not a whole, but a series of small individuals. This makes it more resistant to attacks and is also suitable for Charles' current operations.
"Squeak~" a sound similar to that of a leaking tire continued to be heard, and the airbag above the Narwhal began to gradually deflate.
(End of this chapter)