"Vice Captain Helen, what should we do now? These monsters are dragging us, and we can't leave at all." Captain Naqi looked anxious, "The sea has not stopped yet, and those evil things dare not come out, so they can be stranded again.
If we go down, we will have no chance."
"Now ask me, what can I do?" Helen was also gritting her teeth, "First chop these damn vines with all your strength!"
Everyone knows that as mortals, they have almost no power to fight back when faced with these abnormal things.
"Oops, the vines got entangled in the mast!" As soon as he said these words, he felt the hull of the ship vibrate, and with a loud noise, Helen turned around in surprise, and a tail mast fell down and crashed into the sea alive.
, causing huge waves.
"It's over." Helen said.
Everyone's expressions were ugly. Even the mast was broken. It was extremely difficult for them to set sail again. Unless it was repaired, but... look around, the dark sea, strange vines, and countless other things.
The cold air is everywhere.
Can they repair the hull in such an environment?
the answer is negative.
When everyone was in despair, Captain Alwin stood up. Although his expression was serious, at least he was not completely dejected.
Alvin: "Don't worry about this. Let's clean up the vines first. At least we have to wait until Lord Pat comes."
Only then did everyone come back to their senses. The wizard was the embodiment of wisdom, and he must have a way. With this hope, they began to fight against the vines on the ship again.
Only Helen and Alvin looked at each other. Can Lord Pat survive the siege of thirteen enemies? This is an unknown number.
Even if he survived, could he arrive in time to find them and save them? This answer is even more impossible.
All they can do now is to prevent the crew from completely losing hope. But they themselves already understand that the way forward is hopeless and there is little hope.
Helen closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "It will get better, don't give up, everyone! After driving away the vines, wait until dawn, and we will start repairing the hull!"
"Understood!" all the sailors shouted in unison.
It was not easy to clean up the vines. These vines seemed to be alive and powerful. All they could do was chop them down with their flexible movements.
Although once the vines were cut off, they would lose their vitality; but they found that as the vines pulled the Yunluo towards the island, there seemed to be more and more vines around them, like weeds that could not be burned, but they grew longer after being cut.
came out.
Moreover, the rich dark energy of death around them was constantly draining their fighting spirit. At the back, although the swords in their hands were still cutting, their faces began to stiffen, and became increasingly pale and weak.
Helen and Alvin are both very strong-willed people. They can still persist in their beliefs and not be corroded, but looking at the expressions of the people around them, they can't help but despair: "This is one of the most dangerous sea areas...
Can we really survive this?"
When even they began to doubt themselves, the vines around the ship became even more arrogant.
A vine that was larger and thicker than before suddenly rose up and wrapped around the observation tower in full view of everyone.
The mast where the observation deck is located is the main mast of the ship! Once something happens to the main mast, it will fall down enough to smash the entire ship!
"No!" Helen shouted.
But the vines would not understand what others were saying, and directly rolled up their long whip tails. With a "click" sound, the main mast broke in the middle and smashed down toward the deck.
Helen and Alvin were both on the deck at this time, and the shadow of the fallen main mast had already covered them both.
"It's really over this time..." Helen's mind began to recall the events of these years. She was nearly middle-aged and alone. All the memory fragments were in the sea. In the end, she would also be buried in the sea. It seemed that this was her.
's long-term destiny.
The last scene that flashed through Helen's mind was that of a lazy middle-aged man.
"Lord Pat...I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill my promise." Helen murmured to herself in a low voice, and a crystal teardrop gently slipped from the corner of her eye.
Following a violent noise, the surroundings became silent for an instant.
"Is it over, so am I dead now?" These words flashed through Helen's mind, but she didn't seem to feel any pain.
Helen tried to open her eyes, and a faint hazy light flickered in front of her eyes.
When she came to her senses, she realized that it was Captain Alwin holding a lamp with fluorite and shining it on her.
She turned her head and looked around, and found that she was still on the deck. The expressions of the sailors nearby suddenly changed from stiff to lively.
"I'm not dead? What's going on?" Helen asked softly.
"Master Pat saved us." Arwen's eyes flashed with tears of excitement, "He's here, we're saved!"
When Helen heard this, she suddenly looked up.
Under the dark clouds, I saw a giant beast with a burning tail hovering in the sky. Every time it flapped its huge wings, flames would scatter and burn the nearby vines; and those flames seemed to be conscious and not contaminated at all.
Go to the Yunluo.
"This giant beast seems to be that... seabird?" Helen still remembered that not long ago, they parted ways with Mr. Pat, and the seabird flew into the air and directly transformed into this half-eagle, half-lion and risked
A flaming sky beast.
Helen raised her hand to cover the flowing hair on her forehead and looked carefully.
On the back of the giant beast, a man whose whole body seemed to be glowing with fire changed from his usual lazy appearance. He scolded Fang Qiujian, and all the black vines with a foul smell turned into ashes.
At this time, Helen's eyes slowly filled with tears, just like Alwen.
Master Pat once again pulled them back from the abyss of death. This kindness will probably be something that none of them will forget in this life.
When the flames around the Yunluo slowly disappeared and no vine dared to appear within a hundred meters, Angel slowly descended from mid-air.
After a "pop" sound like rubber expanding, and accompanied by thick white smoke, Toby instantly transformed from an "angry griffon" into a soft and cute little seabird.
It seemed that Toby was a little uncomfortable because he had no clothes. He immediately got into Angel's breast pocket, and when he flew out again, he was already wearing a cow doll costume. This is what Angel has been practicing these days.
It is made with dust-proof and waterproof magic patterns painted on it.
After praising Toby in a low voice, Angel turned to look at the messy Yunluo.
"It seems like a lot of things happened in the blink of an eye." Angel sighed and walked towards Helen, whose eyes were shining with tears.
I don’t know whether it was guilt, guilt or other emotions, but Helen lowered her head and said softly: "Sir, I let you down."
Angel waved his hand and said nothing, but asked Captain Alwin: "Isn't this sea area not the Shalu Ridge?"
Alvin nodded helplessly: "The hurricane changed direction when it was halfway through. We did not borrow the wind to blow us to the Xialu Ridge, but were blown into other sea areas by the changed wind..."
At this point, everyone else around, whether it was Helen or the sailors, all looked sad.
"Where is this?"
Alvin was silent for a moment, then uttered a name with trembling lips.
"Sea of ghosts?" Angel turned his head and looked into the dark depths of the island. Those malicious peeks did not disappear because of Toby's previous firelight, but instead became more and more numerous.
At this time, Captain Naqi suddenly shouted: "The hurricane can no longer be felt at all, the waves on the sea have stopped!"
As these words appeared, in the darkness, a white figure with a pale light suddenly emerged from the island. A terrifying face and forlorn white eyes faced the Yunluo.
This is... undead?!
There are more than one undead floating on the entire island one after another. If you look down from a high altitude, the white light spots are like fireflies, which is quite beautiful. But if you look closely, you can feel the terrifying wind.
And evil thoughts that make people lose their mind.
Facing this seemingly endless undead, all the sailors on the ship looked frightened and trembled. Helen also swallowed her saliva. She remembered that Master Roman once said that these people who have no intelligence and only know how to kill are called undead. This is
A terrifying thing that even he was helpless to do anything about.
There is more than one undead soul that even Lord Roman can't deal with, and there are even densely packed undead souls at a glance.
Helen felt a little dizzy before escaping from the tiger's mouth, but the next second she found herself falling into an even more terrifying abyss.
Are they destined to perish here today?
At this time, a clear and cold voice suddenly sounded: "It seems that we have arrived at an incredible place."
Helen turned around suddenly, and it was Master Pat beside her who was speaking. For some reason, Helen could hear a bit of excitement from his words.
"Sir, these are not ordinary souls, they are all undead. What should we do now?" Helen asked tentatively.
Angel jumped to the bow of the boat and looked at the undead that were like phosphorus fire. He raised a smile on his lips: "It's not like souls! Undead? It just so happens that I still lack undead resources, but I don't know how to deal with souls."
Angel threw the rickets onto the deck: "Toby, help me watch this guy. Leave these undead to me to deal with."
After Angel said this, he took out the Overture of the Undead from his bracelet and pointed it at a pile of undead nearby.
The undead seemed to have noticed that the humans in front of them were attacking them. They originally wanted to slowly eat away at the prey that accidentally visited them, but they couldn't help it at this time. They roared crazily, and similar blood vessels appeared around their white eyes.
The raised lines howled out a chilling and terrifying sound.
Everyone on the boat immediately showed signs of being dizzy.
Angel was not affected at all and fired a shot at the undead.
The air seemed to have ripples extending outward. Before the undead could react, nearly a dozen undead in this row all turned into blue smoke and disappeared.
At this time, Helen also woke up a little. She also saw the scene outside, and her eyes widened.
Didn't Master Roman say that even he was not easy to deal with? Why were these undead men like mowing grass under Master Pat's attack, unable to fight back?
So... Lord Pat is actually much more powerful than Lord Roman?
Helen suddenly remembered that not long after setting sail, she accidentally learned from Mr. Roman that his evaluation of Mr. Pat was: trash.
Now that I think about it, he is actually the waste, right?
While Helen was thinking wildly, the sailors around her began to cheer. They originally thought it was over, but found that these undead souls were nothing more than nothing in Angel's hands. The mood that had hit the bottom was heightened again! Even more so than when he was rescued before.
excited!
Helen also looked over at this time, and she found that Mr. Pat seemed to be addicted to killing. He was not satisfied with killing hundreds of undead in a short period of time. He actually rushed directly into the pile of undead with a strange weapon.
While killing the undead, large flames shot out from his hands, burning those foul-smelling vines.
The fire was dazzling and the gunfire was deafening.
While everyone was still immersed in this male romance, Angel had already returned to the side of the ship.