On the Narwhal, everyone's expression was solemn. Gunner Lily was taken away by the Pope.
"Don't be discouraged, get moving, once the exploration ship is organized, we'll go and rescue Lily!" Charles said firmly.
Grace's expression brightened up and then dimmed. "But they are all gone. Where can we find them? We can't find them..."
"Who said we can't find it? Since they left their mark on our ship, we can certainly leave our mark on their ship!"
When Charles touched his empty eye sockets with his hand, a spider lying in a dark corner of the room at the bottom of the Pope's spaceship twitched its legs slightly.
When Charles saw the Pope standing there and not attacking with all his strength, he had already begun to suspect the opponent's true purpose. He took precautions at the time, and now it seems that his defense was correct.
When they heard that Charles had information about the ship, the crew immediately became motivated and prepared to rescue their companions.
"Wait a minute, we have to find the things that the Pope left on our ship, otherwise if we get so close, they will definitely be alert in advance."
Just as everyone was about to take action, an unpleasant voice with a duck voice sounded from Grace. "Governor Charles has become much smarter. It seems that there are benefits to suffering more losses."
Charles' brows tightened when he looked towards Grace, and he found that the thin girl was looking at his back with a horrified expression, and the voice just now came from there.
With a "swish", Charles tore Grace's shirt open. On the girl's thin and even somewhat exposed back, there was a strange bronze tattoo that looked like an ugly man's face.
"When did you get the tattoo? Who gave it to you?"
"I... I don't have a tattoo. I don't know where this thing came from."
Hearing this, the black thorn instantly appeared in Charles' hand. He grabbed Grace's shoulder like a chicken, then raised the black thorn and stabbed it along the edge of the tattoo.
Grace, with tears in her eyes, groaned in pain, but immediately covered her mouth with both hands.
Charles originally wanted to cut off the tattoo, but found that the texture of the thing was a little bit wrong. He moved the tip of the black thorn under the tattoo and gradually tilted it upwards.
Slowly the flat tattoo arched up and finally fell to the deck, leaving a bloody hole on Grace's back.
Pushing away the girl who was half leaning on him in pain, Charles strode to the face on the ground.
It was a human head the size of a fingernail, made up of mechanical details and flesh and blood. It looked extremely scary, and it seemed as if there were thin crab legs growing under the head, moving it back and forth.
"Swan." Charles, with a frown on his face, called out the name of the head.
"We haven't seen each other for a few years? I didn't expect that we would communicate under such circumstances. Fate is so strange."
Thinking back to Swan in front of him and what he had done before, Charles seemed to understand what the other party wanted to talk to him about. "Are you planning to work with me to kill the Pope?"
The slender legs in the front part of the head squatted slightly and made a nodding gesture.
"Smart, Governor Charles is getting smarter and smarter. Look, we don't have much hatred, right? We were all used by that ass-selling bastard Ledger."
"As for that time in the Isle of England, you seemed to want to take advantage of me when I was doomed. It's okay, I forgive you for that. I would do the same if I were in your position."
Charles looked at Swan without saying anything, as if wondering if this was a trap set by the Pope.
"Although the Pope is powerful, the God of Light is dead and he has no backing. Call your woman over, and with the strength of the two of you combined with my sudden attack, we can definitely take this guy down!" At the end, Swan's eyes showed extreme hatred.
Charles seemed a little surprised when he heard the other party mention his wife. "Do you know Anna?"
"Of course, she was the one who imprisoned us before and used the power in our bodies to conduct various experiments. What? You didn't know? Wasn't this your order?"
Charles thought about it for a moment, then turned to the crew members who were watching him and said, "Let's head to the 6 o'clock direction of our current position. The Pope's spaceship is there."
After saying this, Charles bent down, picked up the head, and walked towards the captain's room.
When they returned to the captain's room, Charles threw the man onto the table and said to him, "What else did Anna do besides what you said? Tell me in detail. This is related to whether our cooperation will continue."
Of course Swan would not keep any secrets for Anna, he just poured out everything like pouring beans.
"There are many, all kinds of weird experiments are being conducted, I don't understand them either, but the subjects include not only many adults but also various monsters. Although I don't want to admit it, the technology on Hope Island is more advanced than that on the British Isles."
"A lot of adults?" Charles frowned slightly. Does Hope Island have so many criminals for her to use
"I learned from the Pope that your woman is absorbing the power of God through his method. Her strength is increasing rapidly. When we escaped, her strength was close to the fourteenth level."
"She not only absorbs the power of the gods, but also absorbs other things. Oh, and sometimes she brings a young girl over to absorb the power in her body."
Hearing this, Charles was startled.
"What kind of girl?" Charles's iron heart began to feel a little confused.
"She is a very pretty girl. Her eyes are very special, with a green cross. If she were on my island, I would definitely let her come to my Governor's Mansion to warm my bed."
"Bang!!" Charles slammed the table top hard, making a big hole on it.
Swan looked very nervous. He was afraid that the other party would not cooperate with him because of his slip of the tongue.
"Calm down, man. Is that girl your woman? I apologize. I just said it casually. Don't take it to heart."
"I hope what you said is not false." Charles looked at Swan and said word by word.
"Of course! Why would I lie to you? This has nothing to do with me. Is that woman important to you? Then can you two go home and discuss it on your own? Solve my problem first! Don't forget, your rat is still in the hands of the Pope!"
Charles, with a gloomy face, took out his diary without saying a word and turned to the second to last page. "Shanshan, ask mom to come over!! Tell her the most important thing!!"
The gleaming portrait flashed slightly before returning to calm.
128-1=127
(End of this chapter)