Chapter 637

None of the sailors could be seen on the White Graveyard, but the ship seemed to come to life suddenly, or in other words, it was originally a living creature, but it had been sleeping before, and now it just woke up.

In any case, at this moment, it is an indisputable fact that the dead things on the ship are moving by themselves.

The anchor submerged in the seawater retracts by itself, the uncontrolled winch rotates by itself, the rope binding the sail unties itself, the unmanned sail rises by itself, and even the rudder turns by itself at this time , let the gray-white sailboat adjust its direction on the sea, and then started to sail.

Up to now, there is still no one on the deck, and it is pitch black everywhere on the ship, only the direction of the captain's cabin is lit.

If the cemetery-like dead ship gradually speeds up, sailing on the dark sea, like a gray ghost, it moves towards the direction of the 'Explorer' silently.

Farewell to Anders, walked out of the captain's cabin, brushed his hair back, and came to the deck with a pale-skinned beard. Looking at the dead things on the ship as if they were being manipulated by an invisible person, the beard shrank slightly. neck.

"Anders' ability is really terrifying. He can manipulate so many inanimate objects. One person can complete the work of hundreds of people. One person can drive the White Graveyard to move around the sea."

The bearded man glanced in the direction of the captain's cabin: "I'm really envious, when will I be able to reach such a height?"

"Maybe it won't be long."

"If I successfully hunt down that guy named Rayleigh this time, I can exchange for the Sequence 5 potion. In that case, the distance between me and Mr. Anders will be shortened."

Thinking of this, a smile gradually appeared on the bearded man's face, and his expression became ferocious. Bloody images of him digging out Rayleigh's heart on the Discovery Rover appeared in his mind.

The White Graveyard moved forward quietly, only the sound of waves hitting the hull was heard, and the bearded man was about to return to the cabin when suddenly, he found that the scene on the deck became somewhat blurred at some point.

The scene was blurry because of fog, and the fog from the sea diffused and flowed, making the scene on the 'White Graveyard' hazy and difficult to see clearly.

At this moment, the bearded man's heart beat heavily, as if he saw something terrifying, he felt frightened, and he looked over the side of the ship, towards the boundless sea.

The sea has been shrouded in thick fog, and in the gray fog, the bearded man vaguely saw the outline of a sailing ship.

The 'White Graveyard' was already considered a relatively large ship, but compared with the one in the thick fog, it was like a child to an adult.

The sailboat in the dense fog was as tall as a seven or eight-story building. It was extremely huge, at least three to four hundred meters long from end to end. It was parallel to the "White Graveyard", but the sails of the White Cemetery were connected. The deck of the opposite ship was out of reach.

The bearded man staggered back, his face was bloodless, but now it was as pale as a living corpse that had just crawled out of a grave.

"this"

"What's this?"

call!

There was a wind blowing from the sea, but it didn't blow away the dense fog. Instead, it stirred the fog and made it thicker.

In this thick fog, the huge sailboat seemed to be approaching the 'White Graveyard', followed by various creepy voices from the thick fog, those voices were crying, cursing, or roaring, or scream

They are layered upon layer, like countless wraiths shouting loudly together, even the bearded man who often stays with the living corpses will feel his legs go weak and his teeth tremble when he hears these terrifying sounds.

"Get in!" Anders' voice sounded from the captain's cabin.

The bearded man scrambled into the captain's cabin, closed the door in a panic, and looked at the owner of the White Graveyard: "Mr. Anders, what is that?"

He suddenly found that Anders stood at the window at some point. The old man looked out of the window with an unprecedented seriousness, looking at the huge black shadow in the thick fog.

"That's the devil of the sea," Anders said softly.

Suddenly, there was rumbling thunder outside, and the weather seemed to turn bad all of a sudden. The high altitude was flickering silvery white, and every flicker would drag Anders' shadow on the ground for a long time.

Then, the bearded man noticed that the floor of the captain's cabin seemed to be slightly inclined, and the side by the window was rising.

"Mr. Anders" the bearded man called out in horror.

"Shut up." Anders snorted coldly, pressed his hand on the window sill, and the rudder of the White Cemetery turned wildly, causing the gray-white sailboat to deviate from the huge black shadow in the thick fog.

At this time, the sea surface was rising upwards, setting off huge waves, forming a continuous sea wall.

The sea wall kept rising up to the sky. Looking from the window of the captain's cabin, the bearded man could no longer see the sky, only the high rising waves.

In his head, a word suddenly jumped out: Tsunami!

Boom!

Just at this time, the sky was full of silver and white, and a dazzling electric light struck down, hitting the main pole of the 'White Graveyard'. The pole shattered instantly, blasting rings of splinters, and the sail caught fire and fell down, hitting something else and igniting the flames.

At this time, Anders didn't even have time to put out the fire, because the hull of the "White Graveyard" was tilting. If he couldn't get away before the tsunami arrived, he would probably be photographed into the sea, and the hull would be smashed to pieces!

Anders' face was gloomy, and he tried his best to control the sailboat, keeping it away from the sea wall.

At this time, the sea wall reached the highest point, and finally rolled down with a roar!

Looking out from the window, I saw the sea and sky hanging upside down, and the waves swept in with a destructive momentum, vowing to bury the 'White Graveyard' in the sea.

The rudder on the White Cemetery was turning at an unimaginable speed, as if an experienced helmsman was controlling it. The gray-white sailboat could always find a safe gap in the terrifying waves, and followed the incoming waves. The direction drove to the distance quickly.

But in the process, there were thunder and lightning in the sky, and silver lightning bolts slashed towards the sea. They were like spears dropped by the gods. White Graveyard No.'.

Lightning shattered the mast, deck, and bow of the gray-white sailing ship, blowing it out one after another. Fortunately, the "White Cemetery" was not swept into the bottom of the sea by the tsunami. The giant ship in the thick fog pulled away a considerable distance.

The surface of the sea finally gradually calmed down, and the lightning from the sky stopped falling, but the 'White Graveyard' was already riddled with holes and flames everywhere.

Although it survived the disaster in the end, Anders' plan to attack the Discovery before dawn fell through.