islands.
An island that was several times larger than the coral island appeared in front of Charles and others.
Everyone looked at the island in the distance with a serious expression. They knew that the most dangerous moment of the voyage was coming.
This island is different from other islands. There is a circle of towering walls on the outside, which surrounds the inside tightly, making it impossible to see the environment inside the island.
The walls are grayish white, and the building materials look a bit like cement. There are no numbers on them, so it is difficult to tell whether this thing was built by humans.
"Captain! Look, there's a ship over there!"
"No need to remind me, I saw it too."
The bright searchlight shone forward, and saw a steamship that was several times larger than the Monocled Whale. The white triangle sign beside the ship proved the identity of the ship's owner. Obviously, this was the ship of the Church of Light that never returned.
"Get your weapons ready and bring the boat over." If there are clues above, perhaps he can avoid the fate of disappearing.
As the distance got closer, more details appeared in front of Charles. The anchor was not lifted out of the water. The ship was anchored here by themselves.
There was not a single thing in disarray on the deck, and on this ship, the followers of the Church of Illuminati had not been subjected to any physical attack.
When Charles stepped onto the deck, he found that it was covered with a layer of dust. Judging from the time, the ship had been docked here for almost two months.
The unattended steamboat was eroded by the sea breeze and looked dilapidated.
"Let's go to the captain's room first." If you want to know what happened on a ship, the fastest way is to look for it in the captain's logbook.
The group rushed forward cautiously and found that the structure inside was similar to that of the Narwhal. There was a narrow corridor as soon as they entered.
Dipper was about to take the lead in exploring the way, but was stopped by an iron hand.
"Captain, what...?"
Charles lowered his voice and slowly squatted down. "Shh, look at the ground."
As everyone's vision gradually lowered, a row of six footprints in the dust appeared clearly in front of them, indicating that something had come in here.
Charles and others slowed down, stepped on the footprints on the ground, and walked slowly inside.
Doors were gently pushed open, and flashlights followed the muzzles of guns and kept poking inside.
But the cabin was very quiet, and no living creatures were seen except for some common things.
Slowly, the last door appeared in front of everyone. Charles' ears moved, and his keen hearing sensed that there was movement inside.
"Be careful, there's something in there."
Krona swallowed with some difficulty and took out a blue candle.
"Bang!" The door was pushed open violently, and seven or eight gun barrels were pointed suddenly inside, but then expressions of disappointment appeared on everyone's faces.
This is the kitchen. The noise was made by mice that were chewing on moldy biscuits. Frightened by the loud noise, the mice quickly dropped the biscuits in their hands and ran away.
The environment inside was the same as outside. Apart from the food being torn into pieces by rats, there was nothing unusual.
The crew members quickly dispersed and began to look for clues. Charles supported his chin with his prosthetic limbs and thought about things.
"How could there be no one here? If there was no one here, then where did those footprints come from?"
A deformed purple monster that looked like a toad was hanging upside down on the ceiling. When it saw Charles had spotted it, it stomped its strong hind legs on the ceiling, opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth, and rushed towards Charles.
At this critical moment, Charles raised his left hand, "Swish!" The harpoon with the chain was instantly activated, nailing it directly back to the ceiling.
He pulled hard with his left hand, and the monster fell to the ground. At this time, the other crew members around also reacted and pulled the trigger to shoot at the thing quickly.
When the gunfire stopped, the thing had almost turned into a pile of rotten meat.
Charles half squatted down to identify it for a while and then said, "This thing looks like it is from the sea. It should have come up recently to find something to eat."
Dipper exhaled, "I thought it was something else. Turns out it was the footprints of this thing."
Charles looked at the monster's webbed lower limbs and shook his head. "No, it can't leave footprints like that. Those footprints belong to something else."
As soon as Charles said this, the crew members' relaxed spirits suddenly became tense.
"Let's go and look somewhere else first."
Soon Charles and others checked the ship, but found no clues, not even the captain's log.
"Maybe the believers of the Church of Light don't write diaries at all. Who normally writes a diary?" Richard jumped out and said.
Charles ignored him and continued thinking about the problem. He always felt that he had missed something, but he just couldn't remember it.
Just as one of Lily's mice ran past him, he suddenly thought of an idea.
"Lily, can you find the mice on this ship and ask them what happened on the ship?"
"Okay, wait a minute." Following the white mouse's order, the black and brown mice quickly dispersed.
Soon a shivering gray mouse was pushed out by the group of mice, and Lily stood beside it squeaking.
"Mr. Charles, it says that some things come aboard from time to time to get something and then return to the island."
"What kind of thing, a person or something?"
Lily turned around and exchanged a few words quickly, complaining with a hint of anger in her tone: "These guys are too stupid, they can't explain it clearly."
Charles didn't want to expect too much from a mouse, but he knew from its words that there were living things on the island, and they would come to the boat to take things every now and then.
Thinking of the huge wall, a thought flashed through Charles' mind: could the creature the mouse saw be a pirate from Sodom
But the next second, he overturned his guess. If they were pirates, they would not have left such a good exploration ship here without taking any action. This was not in line with their character.
When Charles came back to his senses from his thoughts, he found that the crew members around him were all staring at him.
"Captain, what's next?"
He looked out toward the huge wall of the island, "Drop anchor, lower the boat, and prepare to land."
We have to get on the island anyway. There must be something behind this huge wall.
When everyone was walking under the towering wall, they suddenly felt a sense of oppression, as if they were close to a sleeping giant. Everyone even spoke in a much lower voice for fear of waking it up.
(End of this chapter)