As several termination sounds came from the room, the door of Snow's bedroom also opened. The neatly dressed Snow looked at the restless two people and frowned:
"Didn't I tell you to take a break?"
"But the noise outside..." Sierra pointed to the hatch. Listening to the snapping noise outside, she could not help but feel creepy.
"Don't worry, my room is blessed by the gods. If they can come in, you will have a lot of trouble wherever you hide...forget it."
Snow said, shook his head, stretched out his hand to hold the door handle, and as the door creaked open, the clicking sounds outside the hatch suddenly disappeared.
However, the scene outside did not make Sera and Wright feel at ease. The gray, as slippery moss as viscera had covered every corner, ceiling, floor, walls... At the moment they opened the door, they even felt that they were
Not in the cabin, but in the body of some huge creature.
The moss was not stationary, but was rising and falling according to a certain pattern. For Snow, the first time he saw this scene, the impression in his mind was that of an alien.
Well, it's not a spaceship, but it looks pretty much the same.
"Here, how are we going to get out?" Wright looked at the scene outside the cabin and immediately shrank back. Sierra's face was even more ugly. Seeing the way her throat rolled several times, she seemed a little nauseous - she just didn't know.
Is it because I am too nervous, or is it because of the unworthy scene in front of me?
"I won't go out for now." Snow touched his ring, and a magnificent angel with thirty-six wings appeared in front of the two of them. It flapped its wings and floated in the air, then flew out of the cabin.
——Before he understood the nature of this moss, Snow did not want to use his natal avatar to contact it, even if his natal avatar was more concealed.
"This, this...this is the stand-in in "Stardust Fighters"?"
Serra's instinct as a reader even suppressed his fear for a moment. He curiously looked at the angel who was gradually going away, the curiosity in his eyes uncontrollable.
"Well, the substitute can share my senses to a certain extent." Snow responded casually, then reached out and closed the cabin door to isolate the uncomfortable cabin scenery from his field of vision.
Wright looked at the ring on Snow's hand thoughtfully, and seemed to have thought of something in his mind. Sera wanted to ask about the substitute spell, but was afraid of disturbing Snow's exploration of the scene inside the ship, so she could only keep her mouth shut.
, took out a few brass plates that he carried with him, and gently stroked them again and again, trying to complete certain rituals.
…
Medanzo, who was infused with part of Snow's soul, was floating in the cabin. He tried to bring the book in his hand to the moss on the ship, but there was no actual contact effect.
Snow tried again to get Medanzo to reach out and grab it, but even after the spirit body materialized and grabbed a handful of moss, it was not eroded at all.
"It seems that these moss will not affect the spirit body." Snow had a calculation in his mind, and immediately withdrew to Metazord and released the substitute. After passing through the two decks, the dark red mottled shadow came to where Jack and the three were confronting each other.
location.
Gu Lai
At this time, the three of them were still standing at the end of the first deck as if they were playing a staring game. Behind them was the passage leading to the bottom of the ship, where the heart of the ship - the boiler - was located.
Of course, whether this ghost ship still needs a boiler needs to be discussed separately.
From the perspective of the stand-in's spirit body, the one in the worst condition at this time is actually Barbossa, who seems to have the greatest advantage. His spirituality is chaotic and divergent, like a large radiation source, constantly thinking about the pollutants emitted around him. His spirituality, the moss that kept approaching and spreading came into contact with his spirituality, and immediately showed various states of decay, burning, and dehydration, but it didn't take long before new moss continued to spread.
He had just been promoted, and even if the demigod's spiritual reserves were very sufficient, he probably wouldn't be able to persist in this way for long.
Nomira's condition is relatively better. The moss seems to hate the power of the sun field. Even if Nomira just sticks the dagger on the ground, the surrounding moss has no intention of getting close.
Jack's state was even more strange. He seemed not to care about the moss at all, and the bait was too salty and did not intend to corrode him. Although the moss-free area around Jack was the smallest, Snow noticed through careful observation that as Jack moved As his breathing rises and falls, his body will move subtly, and during this displacement process, the moss will also move with it.
In other words...
The moss is avoiding Jack.
"This guy really didn't get on the Black Pearl by chance. He probably has some control over the ship or the moss. Maybe the moss will protect him. From this point of view, he killed Salazar. , the purpose is probably not simple...is it for the ownership of this ship? But why does he know the secret of this ship? What is Salazar's identity?"
Snow secretly murmured in his heart that although there were still many doubts, he was a little more certain about Jack's identity.
Just what is the effect of Nomila's short sword?
Logically speaking, the three people have been confronting each other for at least several hours, but Nomira only looks like her hair is white, and there are some gold spots in her blue eyes. Although the etheric aura looks a little mottled, overall, It seems to be no big deal.
Of course, it is also possible that Snow is in such a state that he cannot conduct in-depth exploration. Maybe this Nomira is no longer a believer of the Church of Storms, but a devout believer of the Sun?
After thinking for a while, Snow stopped paying attention to the three Beyonders who all wanted to kill the other two, and instead controlled his spiritual body to sink, heading towards the bottom of the cabin.
The moss had no effect on blocking the spirit body. After experiencing an illusory slippery feeling, Snow's natal avatar fell from the ceiling, and he finally saw what the bottom cabin looked like.
At this time, this place can no longer be described as a cabin. The flesh and blood that came from nowhere condensed into lumps and slowly danced in the cabin. The gray moss wrapped around it was greasy with white and red omentum. If If the cabin above, completely covered with moss, is just like the inside of the body, then this place is completely a living biological cavity.
Looking at the heart that was beating vigorously in place of the boiler, Snow felt his eyebrows twitching even though he was separated from the substitute. What they had thought before seemed a bit simple——
This ship has not acquired the characteristic of being alive, but is really planning to come alive!
