Chapter 733 Gunshots and Fire

"Deputy 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 yet calmed down, and those evil things dare not come out. If we run aground again, we will have no chance."

"Ask me now, what can I do?" Helen was also gritting her teeth, "First, chop these damn vines with all your strength!"

Everyone knew that as ordinary people, they had almost no power to fight back against these abnormal things.

"Oh no, the vines entangled the mast!" As soon as this sentence fell, the ship felt a shock, accompanied by a loud noise. Helen turned her head in surprise, and a mast at the rear fell down and smashed into the sea alive, stirring up a large wave.

"It's over." Helen said.

Everyone's face was very 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, the weird vines, and the cold breath everywhere.

Can they repair the ship in such an environment?

The answer is no.

When everyone was desperate, Captain Alvin stood up. Although his expression was very serious, at least he was not completely discouraged.

Alvin: "Don't worry about it, just try your best to clear the vines. At least we have to drag it until Lord Pat comes."

Everyone came to their senses. The wizard is the embodiment of wisdom. He must have a way. With such hope, they began to fight the vines on the ship again.

Only Helen and Alvin looked at each other. Can Lord Pat survive the siege of the thirteen enemies? This is an unknown.

Even if he survived, could he come to find them in time 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 actually understand that there is no hope ahead and little hope.

Helen closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "It will be fine, don't give up! After driving away the vines, we will start repairing the hull when it gets light!"

"Understood!" The sailors shouted in unison.

The work of clearing the vines is not easy. These vines seem to have life and are extremely powerful. All they can do is to chop them with flexible body movements.

Although once the vines are cut off, they will lose their vitality; but they found that as the vines pulled the Yunluo to the island, the surrounding vines seemed to be more and more, like weeds that can't be burned out, they just grew out again after being cut off.

And the thick dark death around them was constantly wearing away their fighting spirit. Later, although the swords in their hands were still chopping, their faces began to stiffen, and they became more and more pale and weak.

Helen and Alvin are both strong-willed people. They can still stick to their beliefs and not be corrupted. But looking at the expressions of the people around them, they can't help but despair: "This is one of the most dangerous seas... Can we really survive?"

When even they began to doubt themselves, the vines around the ship became more arrogant.

A vine that was bigger and thicker than before suddenly rose high and entangled the lookout in full view of everyone.

The mast where the lookout was located was exactly the main mast of the ship! Once the main mast was in trouble, it would fall down and smash the entire ship!

"No!" Helen shouted.

But the vines didn't understand what others meant. They just rolled up their long whip tails. With a "click", the main mast broke in the middle and fell to the deck.

Helen and Alvin were both on the deck at this time, and the shadow of the falling main mast had covered them both.

"It's really over this time..." Helen began to recall the past few years in her mind. She was nearly middle-aged and alone. All her memories were at sea. In the end, she would be buried in the sea. It seemed that this was her destiny.

The last fragment that flashed through Helen's mind was a lazy middle-aged man.

"Sir Pat... I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill my promise." Helen whispered to herself, and a crystal teardrop gently slid down from the corner of her eye.

With a violent noise, the surroundings suddenly became silent.

"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 found that it was Captain Alwin holding a lamp with fluorite, shining 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 happened?" Helen asked in a low voice.

"Lord Pat saved us." Alvin's eyes flashed with excited tears, "He came, we are saved!"

When Helen heard it, she looked up suddenly.

Under the dark clouds, a giant beast with a burning tail was circling in the sky. Every time it flapped its huge wings, flames would fall and burn the nearby vines; and those flames seemed to have consciousness, and did not touch the Yunluo at all.

"This giant beast seems to be that... seabird?" Helen still remembered that not long ago, when they parted with Lord Pat, the seabird flew into the air and turned directly into this half-eagle, half-lion sky beast with blazing flames.

Helen raised her hand, covered the hair flowing 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 his usual lazy appearance and scolded Fang Qiujian. The dark vines with a foul smell all 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 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 a "raging gryphon" into a soft and cute little seabird.

It seemed that Toby was a little uncomfortable because he had no clothes. It immediately got into Angel's breast pocket, and when it flew out again, it was already wearing a cow doll costume. ——This is what Angel has been refining these days, and it is also painted with dust-proof and waterproof magic patterns.

After praising Toby in a low voice, Angel turned to look at the messy Yunluo.

"In the blink of an eye, it seems like a lot of things happened." Angel snorted and walked towards Helen, whose eyes were shining with tears.

Whether it was guilt, guilt or other emotions, 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 Xialu 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 became more and more numerous.

At this time, Captain Naqi suddenly shouted: "The hurricane can't 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. The terrifying face and forlorn white eyes faced the Yunluo.

This is...the 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 spots of light are like fireflies, which is quite beautiful. But if you look closely, you can feel the terrifying wind and the evil thoughts that make people lose their mind.

Facing the 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 this kind of people who have no intelligence and only know how to kill are called undead. This is a terrifying thing that even he is helpless to do anything about.

There is more than one undead soul that even Lord Roman can't deal with here, 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 reached an incredible place."

Helen turned around suddenly, and it was Mr. Pat beside her who spoke. For some reason, Helen heard 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 ship and looked at the undead that were like dots of phosphorus. A smile appeared on his lips: "Isn't the soul just right? The undead? It just so happens that I still lack the resources of the undead, but I don't know how to deal with the soul."

Angel threw the rickets on 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 directly 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 these accidentally visiting prey, 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 sound of terror.

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 Lord Roman say that even he is not easy to deal with? Why were these undead beings as helpless as mowing grass under Lord Pat's attack?

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 his evaluation of Mr. Pat: 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 in Angel's hands. The mood that had hit the lowest point was heightened again! Even more excited than when I was saved before!

Helen also looked over at this time. She found that Lord Pat seemed to be addicted to killing. He was not satisfied after killing hundreds of undead in a short time. He rushed directly into the pile of undead with a strange weapon.

While killing the undead, a large flame burst out from his hand, burning the smelly vines.

The fire was dazzling and the gunshots were deafening.

While everyone was still immersed in this romance that belonged to men, Angel had returned to the side of the ship.