It can be judged from the positioning sensor not long ago that there are two selected people on the ship. They must have used a lot of resources to get the assistance of the powerful battleships of the Bayeran Navy.
However, the battleship has been damaged and stranded, losing its ability to sail. From a distance, some unknown plant is spreading. No sailors can be seen on the ship or in the nearby sea, and the situation of the two chosen ones is even more dire.
Know.
"This is a vast ocean, and they won't be able to escape very far in a short time," Griffith said. "The Typhon will stay where it is and prepare a small boat for me."
"Miss Galadia, please stay on the Typhon," Ashura said. "I suggest that Lord Amon, Valkyrie and Miss Rockhavet explore, while Melrose and I will protect you. If something unexpected happens,
, the Typhon can support us from a long distance."
This is a good arrangement. The chosen one who launches the attack has a three to two advantage. If an accident occurs, there will be support from Galadia and Typhon in the rear.
"Wait a minute, I have a bad feeling..." Galadia rubbed her forehead, "There is something interfering with my perception, vague, but disturbing. Can't you feel it?"
"I didn't feel anything, miss," Ashura said, "Maybe it's the spreading seaweed and spore plants. What did you find?"
"No." Melrose and Hallandir said in unison.
"Meow, I think so!" Alyosha roared in a low voice, her hair standing on end as if she was in danger.
"That's your illusion," Amon said. "It may be the remaining aura of the deep-sea beast summoned by the other party not long ago."
Erza looked at the elves, then at Griffith, but said nothing.
Fighting always involves risks. Although Miss Elf was uneasy, she had no clear reason to object to action. Griffith and the other five people took a small boat and approached the wrecked battleship.
There seemed to be countless tiny movements in the dark sea, as illusory and misty as the rustling of withered grass in the lightless night. However, if you listened carefully, the sound seemed a little closer, as if it was in your ears.
Whisper.
Everyone on the boat was silent, and the atmosphere was extremely strange for a moment. Griffith looked at the water below, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly. However, he had an inexplicable feeling.
Just below everyone's feet, there was some kind of extremely huge, indescribable living thing. Its outline and tentacles were all astonishing. When it swam under the boat, it caused waves of deep whirlpools and uneasiness.
"I seem to have seen something," Griffith actually panicked, "Did you see it?"
"I didn't see anything," Melrose shook his head. "If Miss Laura is afraid, you can sit closer to me."
"I didn't see anything." Amon and Ashura also said.
Erza stuck her head out and stared at the black water below. When she withdrew her gaze and looked at Griffith, the three elves stared at her with bated breath.
"Maybe there is really something waiting for you," the huntress looked at the battleship just a few feet away, "it is waiting for you."
There was a strange smell permeating the wrecked battleship. Although the elves repeatedly confirmed that the strange green spores crawling all over the ship were just rare marine plants, and the strange clouds they spewed into the night were harmless seed colonies, Griffith
Si still felt extremely anxious and uneasy.
The battleship is full of large, damaged holes, which are gloomy and dark, and there is no telling what kind of monsters are hiding there. What comes from there are bursts of loud noises like roars and screams, but if you listen carefully, you will feel that the melody is single, maybe
It's just the sound of the sea breeze passing through the hull.
The five people walked across the deck and came to the captain's cabin. Here, they heard bursts of groans and wailings. Many officers and soldiers in navy uniforms were lying there.
The crazy sailor was murmuring:
"It's terrible, it's terrible."
"Someone come and save us."
"It's down there."
Griffith and others hurriedly launched treatment and inquiries. However, the surviving navy could only speak garbled words.
"They were attacked," Griffith inspected the injuries of the sailors and found that most of them had their limbs broken or hit hard by the astonishing force, but the most serious trauma came from their minds. Although their lives were temporarily safe, both sides
His eyes were still full of confusion, panic and despair.
They must have witnessed something amazing.
"Come here quickly!" Ashura suddenly shouted, "This man can still talk."
In the corner of the captain's cabin, lay the only officer who could barely communicate. He grabbed Griffith's hand and said in a trembling voice:
"In the bottom hold...
"Bigger than a stable...It's all like twisted ropes...The thing in hell is like a very big egg, with dozens of arms, each one like a big bucket with a mouth. When they walk,
The mouth will be half-closed... It doesn't look like anything solid, it's all jelly-like... It's full of protruding eyes...:.
"The one or twenty mouths grow at the end of the arms, like an elephant's trunk, as big as a chimney pipe... They are swinging, opening and closing... They are all fuzzy, black, and have blue or purple rings.
...The Seven Gods, all the old gods, there is still a face at the top..."
The expressions of everyone present became serious. They tentatively moved toward the inside of the ship, and found that the scene there was even more shocking.
The mutilated limbs were scattered in pieces, and blood gurgled down the stairs. Countless ferocious tentacles rushed out of the walls, the floor swayed crazily, and the fishy smell hit your face, making you feel like you were in hell.
The exquisite cabin passage has been wrapped with a layer of rough and thick flesh, which is like an intestine and is still moving. As the flesh and blood seep in, this layer of material is still growing.
How similar it is to the inside of the giant snail of the Lord of Dreams!
No matter how confused and panicked his mind was, Griffith immediately connected this place with the ancient gods.
"Retreat!" he shouted, "This is not the place we should be!"
"This is it," Amon suddenly responded in a confused manner, "Now I understand and am convinced. This is so amazing. I always thought it was just a rumor. I am so shallow."
"Then let's go. Only the Lord Guardian is qualified to set foot here," Melrose said an astonishing statement in clear words, "Please forgive my temptation and offense."
"That's right," Senior Executive Ashura bowed deeply to Griffith, "This world is out of touch. Your Excellency, Guardian Knight, please retrieve your weapons as soon as possible."
谷/span>What what?!
Griffith was stunned. This group of elves clearly knew his true identity and even knew some kind of weapon that he didn't even know about.
The tentacles in the cabin aisle suddenly became frantic, wrapping around from all directions.
Erza raised her spear and threw it at a group of tentacles coming towards her. A dazzling silver light flashed past, a shrill scream sounded in the air, and then it was quickly annihilated! Abnormal flesh and blood tissues exploded overwhelmingly, and in the blurred
In the deep cave, a dark red bone-like hard material can be faintly seen.
The edge of this weird passage immediately grew more tentacles at a crazy speed, entangled to repair the damage. And the three elves who were traveling together had disappeared like rabbits.
"Something's wrong here!" Griffith shouted, "This is not a boat, this is some kind of creature! Let's get out of here!"
He shouted as he went to pull Erza to take her away from here.
However, the huntress neither retreated nor advanced, but suddenly opened her arms and hugged him tightly.
"???"
Griffith completely couldn't understand the situation in front of him.
Erza whispered in his ear, as close as if she was rubbing his earlobe:
"Griffith, I can only send you here. Don't be afraid, she is waiting for you below."
She? What she? Why her? Is there anyone else down here!?
Before the confused Griffith could clear his mind, Erza suddenly pushed hard and pushed him into a large hole.
"ah!"
Griffith screamed in surprise and fell through the hole, smashing into a pile of debris. Then he knocked open the unsound floor and fell heavily to the ground.
He raised his head and found that he had arrived in a huge cabin. The space was very wide and empty with nothing.
There is a pool of seawater on the floor of the cabin, and there are several rocks protruding from the water. It can be speculated that this should be the bottom compartment of the battleship. The impact damaged the bottom and allowed seawater to seep in.
What is Erza doing? What do those elves know? Where is this place?
Griffith thought of a lot of questions, but his abnormal uneasiness drove him to escape quickly. Just when he turned around and wanted to climb up along the path of his descent, he heard a strange sound.
, a voice that only appears in nightmares and does not belong to any living creature.
"Tekeli-Li! Tekeli-Li!
Then, the sound gradually became lower and finally disappeared. At the same time, the howling of the cold wind in the holes in the hull gradually increased, full of evil and crazy signs.
Then, all the sounds stopped. The sea water under my feet started to boil, and a large amount of white foam appeared that made people's hair stand on end.
In the turbulent foam, a horrifying eye appeared.
Then, the second, third...countless dense eyeballs emerged from the sea water, staring at the war knight.
"What a monster are you!"
To be continued...