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Chapter 663 Sea Grave

() Update time: 2012-02-21

When they tried to avoid the wind and waves and slowly approached a small island, they discovered that this so-called island was actually made up of the accumulation of shipwrecks. The stumps of those ships seemed to be painted with a kind of you-ah-huh.

Like liquid, they were firmly stuck together to form a huge island floating on the sea, with the bodies of the crew members of the shipwrecked ships faintly mixed in the middle.

"Sir! We'd better find another stop!" Taiding was frightened when he saw this formation: "Here... I don't like this place very much."

"It's like a tomb on the sea..." Dr. Booker shook his head and exclaimed: "I thought I knew the past and present, and had a lot of knowledge. It wasn't until I saw such a small island that I realized how shallow my knowledge was."

Both of them couldn't help but cast their eyes on Du Fei, but Du Fei said firmly: "Go to the island! I think maybe what we are looking for is on the island!"

"Yes!" Dr. Booker suddenly woke up: "According to the verses in the classics, "No matter light, dark, or otherwise, the chosen ones walk on the ground, and the treacherous ones will always be nailed to the rack of shame."

What he means is that if he fails to pass God’s test, he will just hide here and be buried here forever!”

"We'd better not go..." Taiding was about to cry. If there weren't many sailors watching behind him, he would have knelt down with his feet weak.

Now I know why your girlfriend's father hates you. Du Fei really wanted to say this to Tai Ding, but in the end he controlled his mouth. He knew that even if he said this, it would not make up for the situation. For Tai Ding,

A naturally timid guy like Ding can't cheer up with just a few words.

He tentatively stepped out with his own feet, carefully stepping on the small island made of accumulated ship corpses. After stepping on with one foot, he felt that the remains of these ships were not as weak as he imagined.

It feels no different from the land.

"Come down!" Du Fei turned around and said to the astonished people on the boat: "Maybe we can find an answer here!"

"Perhaps eternal death is waiting for us." What Dr. Booker said caused the courage that Taiding had finally mustered up to suddenly collapse.

He hesitated and said: "I think it's better for me to guard the ship here..."

Facing the disdainful looks of Du Fei and Dr. Booker, Taiding lowered his head unnaturally: "I, I think it would be bad if something goes wrong with the ship when we come back."

"Okay! Let him stay!" Du Fei glanced at him angrily: "Twenty strong and talented young men will go with us, but I have to keep my words in mind. This time we go, it is very likely that

Will he come? Those who don’t have the courage should stay!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a short and short sailor shouted loudly: "Sir! I'll go with you!" He raised his hands and glanced at his commander, Taiding, with disdain.

He said in a strong Port Hod voice: "We in England can't let others laugh at us, can we? Brothers? Who else is coming with me?"

"I'm going!"

"I'll go too!"

Under the instigation of this little man, more than thirty Royal Navy sailors were willing to go with Du Fei. Each of them had a look in their eyes as if they were ready to die, and some of them had already begun to ask the fellow countrymen who had stayed behind to leave messages for their families.

"Gordon! If I don't come back, please tell my wife, Miles, that I'm sorry for her! But you have to tell her that her husband did what he should do!" The stubby sailor said in an angry voice.

He told a pale sailor.

The sailor's face was full of shame: "Wood, it's not that I don't have the courage, but my family..."

"I know that your wife is about to give birth to a baby, and I understand your difficulties," Wood waved his hand after saying this, and thirty energetic and fully armed English men stood neatly in front of Du Fei!

"Very good! Listen, everyone, just follow my orders. I will try to reduce casualties as much as possible. Although you risk your lives, the rewards you get may be beyond your imagination!" Dr. Booker said excitedly: "Let's go.

!Let us conquer together!”

Du Fei led this group of sailors with high morale, and his own mood suddenly became high. He suddenly realized something. He whispered to Dr. Booker: "It turns out that emotions can be contagious. Fighting with excited people will also make you feel better."

You’ll get excited.”

"This is indeed the case sometimes." Dr. Booker said thoughtfully: "I have also done research on human psychology. After more than ten years of research, I have found that people with high morale will have better physical abilities than usual.

It is much higher, and the combat capability is much stronger, so throughout the ages, many outstanding generals will use various methods to motivate their subordinates before fighting, so as to stimulate their potential combat capabilities."

At this time, a tall mountain peak composed of corpses appeared in front of everyone.

This is a mountain made of the corpses of many creatures in the ocean. There are huge sea turtles, dried seahorses, and all kinds of fish on this mountain. Of course, there are also human sailors who have drowned in the sea throughout the ages.

"These people don't seem to have died at the same time." Dr. Booker pointed to the corpses of the sailors and said: "You see, the clothes they wore are not from the same era. I was really shocked. These corpses should have rotted long ago.

Why is it so well preserved?"

Du Fei leaned over and took a closer look, and saw that the corpses were all covered with a layer of purple mucus. The mucus tightly wrapped the corpses of these creatures, and these corpses still maintained the fear they had before they died.

They had nervous and nervous expressions, some with eyes wide open, some with eyes tightly closed, and some with crooked eyebrows. It looked like they had seen something terrible before they died.

"What made them look like this?" Dr. Booker used his walking stick to hit the hard-shelled 'specimens' hard, only to hear the harsh metallic friction sound from the shells after being hit.

"It seems that the answer we want lies on this mountain!" Du Fei muttered in a low voice: "This mountain is made of corpses."


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