Chapter 199 Dangerous Darkness

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When they really got close to the island, they discovered that the entire radius of several hundred meters of this small island was covered by huge rain clouds. Even the "sun" spirit running around in the land abandoned by the gods would not visit here.

In the heavy rain and dim sky, it is difficult to notice the island, let alone explore it, even if you are passing nearby.

"Wow... Wow..."

The storm spirit is extremely active in this area, with heavy rain and thunderstorms having been raging for two days. Perhaps the heavy rain here has been falling for a long time before outsiders visited this land, and it may even have continued since the "Great Cataclysm" of the Third Era.

The sound of wind and rain filled everyone's ears.

Since entering the rain curtain, Agaritu has ordered that it is forbidden to pray to the Lord of Storms in any language or in any way, to prevent these spirits from being induced by prayer and causing unnecessary changes. The storm path has the characteristics of destroying evil to a certain extent, so the "Sad Death" has been asking the crew to hang tarpaulins everywhere, and the crew members have shown great interest. Because once the wooden structure of the ship's hull is affected and deformed, they will have to be repaired.

In the wind and rain, the sky and the earth were dark, and the sea water was as black as the sky.

The heavy rain blurred the concept of sky and sea. If there were no thunder and lightning that occasionally illuminated the sky, the crew members who had hallucinations due to long-term fear and stress would probably suspect that they had sunk into the sea or fell into the sky and were about to die of suffocation.

In the cabin, more than a dozen people crowded together, surrounding an oil lamp on the table. Their illuminated gray faces were like sunflowers chasing the sun, and their eyes swayed with the swaying warm yellow flames.

A lantern hung swaying in the eaves of the entrance to the cabin, the only source of light outside.

Agaritu sat under the rain-covering eaves, enjoying the light alone, and read the memory of the real "Agaritu" over and over again. It is a pity that the titular captain does not really have the power and the qualification to plan the next move most of the time. Therefore, after a long keyword search, Agaritu finally found the key to the "giant key". Source of familiarity.

——"Blood Admiral" Senior.

It's not that the key is in Senior's hand, but "Agaritu" only found out about "Iceberg Vice Admiral" Ed when Senior made wild claims about seizing a strange key related to the "treasure of death". Wenna Edwards found this object through archeology.

"Senior wants to grab it, which means he hasn't grabbed it yet."

"Did Edwina do archaeological excavations herself, or did she buy it from other explorers or collectors?"

The original human never paid attention to this matter because the "Suite" didn't need it.

As a sealed object, the "Sad Death" has no need to perform, nor does it need to perform rituals, except for the necessary living sacrifices. Therefore, the reputation of a Sequence 3 Demon Path Extraordinary Item on the sea is actually far less than that of the Sequence 5 Indulgent Faction member "Admiral Blood". Although the bounty of tens of thousands is more respectable, it is a pity that it is still Among the four kings, he is the unbeatable one.

While not killing indiscriminately, there is no need to obtain extraordinary characteristics in other ways, nor is there any need to obtain powerful extraordinary items...

"Qiu Sui Hao" can really be regarded as a pure and celibate person, and he can be called orderly and kind among the group of demons.

Agaritu smacked his lips, feeling that finding the key to the Giant King's Court was of little significance to him.

Right now, there is a pilgrim's road to the Glorious Era in front of him, and he must go in and take a look. If the land abandoned by the gods really only has one way to go, the gate of the Giant King's Court, then it won't be too late to leave by then.

"What does the entry of the 'Immortal King' into the Land Forsaken by God have to do with Edward Vaughn's breach of contract?"

"Even if it breaks the contract, it is impossible for the True Creator to abandon the 'Witch of Despair'. At most, it will be sold at a discount."

He raised his head and with some difficulty distinguished the islands in front of him, making sure that he had not deviated from the route.

In the hazy and dim vision amid the wind and rain, the moment the small island from a distance came into Agaritu's eyes, there happened to be a bolt of lightning that seemed to split the sky.

"Um?"

The moment the sea was illuminated, he suddenly discovered that the island was larger than he had imagined, much larger! A huge stone pillar pointed straight into the sky, more than ten meters high. But there are obvious signs of being broken on the stone pillars. The jagged cracks and the passing stone remains hint that this pillar-like building is not as simple as it seems.

This island is a resting place on the pilgrimage to the ancient kingdom of the Sun God. Agaritu probably guessed what this thing originally looked like. He didn't take the scene in this brief light to heart, and contacted the "Suicide", preparing to find a place that could be used as a port to dock.

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As expected, after a quarter of a circle around the island, the "Sad Death" successfully found a small bay and anchored in it.

"There is something I have wanted to ask for a long time." Agaritu couldn't help but said as he looked at the "Sad Death" which was fine-tuning the bow to adjust the distance between the two sides.

"A Sequence 3 Sealed Artifact, theoretically you have the ability to travel through the spirit world. Why don't you always travel through the spirit world or fly?"

The Sui Sui stopped adjusting its distance, and it took several seconds before Agaritu received its answer.

"Your Highness, I am a ship."

"As far as I know, ships can't fly or travel through the spirit world."

Hearing this, Agaritu felt a little surprised, but he didn't find the answer surprising. After thinking about it, he even felt that the answer of "The Death Hao" was very interesting. If the "The Death Hao" was a human being, then it would still consider itself a human being after suddenly becoming a demon, and would not use excessive power or even exercise its power. Various abilities brought by characteristics.

However, the "Song of Death" is a ship. Where does its "ship-ness" and "cognition of the ship and itself" come from?

"No, Nast Solomon's Black Throne can fly and travel through the spirit world. You are an extraordinary ship." Agaritu said, "The ship will not accept human sacrifices."

"No, Your Highness, ordinary ships will also accept sacrifices."

What he didn't expect was that the "Suite" actually seriously refuted the last sentence, and the Extraordinary Ship answered slowly and mentally:

"Pirates will kill people on the ship, and sailors will kill people on the ship. The blood of these people is the sacrifice to the ship."

"Sailors will throw sick compatriots out and crazy compatriots into the sea. They will hope to sacrifice the lives of these people to make themselves safe, away from infectious diseases or curses, and return safely. This is naturally a kind of prayer ceremony. .”

"Although the object of their prayers is often the Lord of Storms, in fact, it is the ship that carries the prayer. So they are praying to the ship, and the sacrifices they offer naturally belong to the ship and to us."

Agaritu listened thoughtfully. The Sui Sui rarely spoke so many words.

"...The extraordinary characteristics gave me a self and memory. I remembered that when I was still a ship without a mind, the captain who believed that he could also discover the New World would sacrifice the crew members who wanted to launch a rebellion and force him to return. Give me."

"At the end, as they sank into the abyss, the captain was sacrificed by others, sacrificed to me, praying that I would lead them out."

"There was no food in the abyss, so the crew kept dwindling. Then one day, I found I could talk to them."

In a gloomy and terrifying environment, the "Sad" said plainly that a ship should not have mood swings:

"But I was very weak at the time, so I told them that only by adding more sacrifices and increasing my strength could I leave the abyss."

This is a rather horrifying story, told completely like a story by the last survivor, a demon ship.

Just listening to these simple words is enough to cause great fear in humans with rich imaginations. A large sailing ship that can house up to 170 people, turned into a devil ship and returned two hundred years after it set out on a long voyage... In the sailing record of the "Sad Death" that can't even be considered as a memory, these few sentences are completely Narrated the details of his birth and the reasons for the destruction of the "Christine".

In the era of Russell's great discovery of navigation, there were countless captains and sailors who sailed away with dreams that would last forever. In the end, only one or two out of ten were able to return safely by relying on the navigation tools and extraordinary abilities of the time. Most of them have become history. There are only a few words in it that are not worth mentioning.

Boats are a very interesting thing. For a long time, they have been the most efficient tool for mankind to explore the unknown outside world.

When I was at home, I dreamed of going to sea every day.

But once I actually got on the boat, I dreamed of returning home every day.

"When I came out, there was no one left, but I brought their spirits back to the normal sea."

Agaritu nodded, very satisfied with this story: "They became a part of you, and you fulfilled their prayers."

"Thank you." Boat said, "I think so too."

Time has passed, and the "Sad Death" still vaguely remembers its original captain's route to the abyss. And that bloody voyage, horrific experience, and birth full of madness were a beautiful childhood worth remembering.

Agarito is interested in this topic, but the first thing to do now is to investigate and explore the island.

The "Suite" stopped in a sheltered harbor with some rock tops that could provide shelter from the rain. The discomfort caused by the wind, waves and violent bumps immediately dissipated by more than half. The demon sailors and adventurers in the cabin cheered quietly at the same time.

In the outer sea, even in the sea area of ​​​​God's War, every change and extreme weather here is walking side by side with death. After escaping another fatal storm, how could they not be excited about the rest of their lives?

They urgently need a replenishment and rest to relieve their tense spirits.

After such a long time, what they looked forward to most was to set foot on land, light a bonfire, and eat some hot meals, even hot water.

Agaritu agreed to their request to disembark and camp for shelter from the rain. The crew happily picked up the only light and all disembarked.

——Because the "Suite" obviously does not need to be guarded.

The captain stood on the side of the ship and watched a small boat being lowered. The light gradually floated to the shore like a firefly in the wind.

There were almost no plants on this island, and the heavy rain that would never stop and the lack of sunlight made it impossible for them to find a spare place. But it was not without its benefits. The island was very empty and there were no large objects blocking the view. They quickly found a strange ruins and used the building materials and stones inside to temporarily repair a house and hid inside.

More than a dozen people crowded together, and there was finally a hint of heat in the damp and cold house.

But they looked at me and I looked at you. They were all soaked. Even if there was a hunter nearby, they couldn't find anything to make a fire.

They sat around the oil lamp, just like on the boat, staring at the knuckle-sized fire in a daze.

"Damn it, it doesn't look like the rain will stop, and there's nothing to eat in this damn place. Maybe we'll starve to death here!"

In the extremely depressing atmosphere, a demon sailor's long-suffering negative emotions finally broke out. He stretched out his hand and pulled his hair hard, scratching his scalp. His bloodshot eyes glanced at the adventurers opposite, and he smiled sinisterly:

"Actually, isn't the food right in front of you..."

He looked at the "outsiders" behind the oil lamp one by one with hungry and greedy eyes. Blood left from his head and streaked across his temples and corners of his eyes, adding another terrifying atmosphere to the dark room.

The demonic sailors started to move rustlingly, while the second officer Gilcias looked on with cold eyes and acquiesced to the sailors' ideas.

The adventurers reacted immediately, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, as if it was about to explode!

At this moment, a hand suddenly inserted itself between the two groups of people. The adventurer and the devil sailor immediately glared at the owner of the hand. In the dark environment, their fierce eyes were hard to see even if they were hungry wolves. To run away with your tail between your legs.

However, the owner of that hand was not afraid. Anderson Hood knew that the current situation was urgent, so he tried his best to keep his expression serious.

But it was of no use. Being accustomed to being frivolous, his credibility in the hearts of everyone was infinitely close to zero, just like the shepherd boy in Russell's fable "The Boy Who Cried Wolf". Anderson simply gave up on expression management and spoke directly:

"How many of us came down in total?"

The hungry demon sailor roared: "We'll count you when you're dead!"

"Idiot! If I were you, I would never yell like that." Anderson threw out a provocation unceremoniously, and then went on to throw out his own heavyweight news, "We only have sixteen people now!"

"But there were 20 of us when we came down! We happened to sit in two rows on the boat! - Fortunately, you criminals claimed that they were not afraid, not nervous, cold-blooded and rational, but you didn't realize that three of the four missing people were missing. Are they one of your own?"

Anderson finished this sentence in one breath, and saw that all the demon sailors were restrained by him, their eyes widened and whispered, and he felt refreshed. This was undoubtedly his highlight moment!

He was about to continue highlighting, when he suddenly heard Gilcias mocking coldly.

"You're not very smart either."

"The Slaughterer" said with a cold look: "Two people were sacrificed on the road, and one was burned to death by the sun before, so now there are only 20 people in the ship and the captain... but the captain has not come down."

As soon as these words came out, it was like dropping a bomb into the crowd, and all the whispers stopped immediately.

Everyone's blood was cold at the same time at this moment. There was silence in the house where more than ten people were sitting around, and you could hear a needle drop.

Anderson's eyes widened: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Gilsea's face was ugly, and of course it was impossible to admit that he only noticed the problem of the number of people after being reminded by Anderson.

"Go back to the ship!!" A demonic sailor suddenly shouted in a broken voice, "Go back to the ship!! The captain and the 'Sad Death' will protect us!"

His shouts were widely recognized, and even the navigators now began to miss the gloomy and cannibalistic rooms of the "Suicide" (as long as the food is not themselves, it is safe). A few people stood up first and walked through the gaps between people towards the door covered by wooden boards. They pushed aside the soaked wooden board, and their movements suddenly stopped at the same time.

A bad feeling slowly arose in everyone's hearts.

"Outside."

A sailor turned back, his eyes full of horror and disbelief: "Is it so dark outside?"

They turned sideways to make room for everyone to see the scene behind the door panel - outside the door was a pitch black, extremely thick, as if it was a ball of ink that could not be dissolved, and it seemed that the outside of the door was not an empty wasteland. , II a black wall!

"It was definitely not that dark when it came here!"

An adventurer said: "We were able to see the entire room clearly with the help of thunder and lightning outside the door! We chose to rest here because it is very spacious!"

Someone boldly reached out and touched it in the darkness, feeling as if his hand was wrapped in cold mist and stretched freely. But when he took his hand back, he was shocked to find that the skin on the part of him that had reached into the darkness had been peeled off silently.

The red flesh and tendons contracted and stretched with his movements, like vivid model props in medical school.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"

The pirate screamed in horror, seemingly unaware of the pain until now.

Everyone was shocked, and the scene of being skinned appeared in their minds unconsciously. Blood drops fell to the ground, pat, pat.

Gilcias stared at this piece of red meat, his Adam's apple rolled, and thought that he might as well cut it off and use it as food. He was obviously not the only one who looked at the pirate's injured hand with salivating eyes... But let this A piece of raw meat hanging bloody is obviously not the answer. Now that they know that there are skinned monsters in the dark, the smell of blood is likely to attract something more dangerous.

"Give him something to bandage," Gilcias whispered.

Several pirates dug into their pockets and took out a bandage, a handkerchief, and a piece of cloth as long as the palm of their hand. These things were soaked by the rain, and using them to bandage such a serious wound would probably make outside doctors faint.

But the good thing is that extraordinary people will not die of infection easily. The injured pirate thanked the second mate repeatedly, gritted his teeth and wrapped his injured hand. Without the protection of his skin, the pain of direct contact between flesh and flesh and rough cloth made him tremble in pain.

Anderson thought for a while, waved his hand, and a fire crow flew into the darkness ahead.

The Fire Crow only illuminated half a meter of darkness before being swallowed up, but this also refreshed everyone's spirits and they all looked at Anderson in unison.

"Bring a light." Anderson pondered for two seconds and then said decisively, "If you want to go back to the ship, bring a light!"

"There's something wrong with the darkness here. There may be scary things hidden in it. Don't leave the range of the light!"

If members of the Tarot Club were here, they would be surprised to find that the environment here is very similar to the God-forsaken land mentioned by Derrick "The Sun". There are monsters hidden in the darkness, and they will disappear instantly once they fall into the darkness. It's the same as death.

After hearing Anderson's words, the adventurers immediately took action, stood up one after another, wrung out their soaked clothes, and then waited for the next move. In this environment, Anderson, who was strong and had life-saving lighting capabilities, immediately gained prestige.

The demon sailors subconsciously followed the movement a few times, and then realized that their leader was Gilcias, and looked at him expectantly.

Gilcias stared at Anderson gloomily, and after a few seconds he said: "Staying here is like waiting for death, so take a light and let's go together."

"In addition, I have another request. The lights belong to us, so we must stand in the middle." He added viciously, "Let your people stand on the outside and not get close to our lights!"

The pirates cheered quietly and looked at the ugly-faced adventurers with disdain and arrogance.

They quickly formed a formation, and a few tall ones raised the huge wooden board above their heads to block the heavy rain and prevent the rain from extinguishing the lights and fires. Anderson walked in the front position in the middle and kept throwing fireballs around to ensure that there was no blind spot within one meter of the small team.

Gilcias walked in the middle and rear, holding a life-threatening kerosene lamp in his hand, surrounded by pirates. Pairs of greedy and longing eyes looked at the lamp, but they were afraid of the second officer's strength and did not dare to take action. This greatly satisfied Gilcias' ambition and vanity.

There's still half the oil left, so it can probably burn for an hour or so. Fortunately, it only takes more than ten minutes to walk from the bay to the camp just now, and we can definitely reach it before it burns out.

The team filed out in silence. The moment the light moved, Gilcias saw that the same darkness as outside appeared at the edge of the house, filling the originally safe walls where the crew leaned against each other. and the corner, approaching slowly with the movement of the light, like the mouth of a huge monster.

There is a big mouth inside the house, and there is dangerous darkness outside. No matter where you go, it seems to be a dead end!

Seeing this, Gilcias felt uneasy for no reason. He suddenly felt that being trapped was not unacceptable. At least before the oil lamp and Anderson were all finished, the captain would notice the missing crew members first and come down to search for them.

No! The captain can't come to save us, we'll all die here! These adventurers cannot be trusted at all. That hunter is like a cunning fox. Only I can lead them out of here!

Only I can... Gilcias murmured to himself, I can also win the favor of the "Summer" and become the "King of the Immortal"!

Navigating the Sea of ​​God's War aroused the extreme desire for power and status in his heart. The irresistible danger and out-of-control desire swallowed up his sanity. He turned his head firmly and walked with the team into the darkness.

In the darkness behind them, a hand without bones and flesh floated in the air, like a human leather glove.

His hands were dripping with blood, and he followed slowly.

TBC

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Enter the Pilgrim's Way.

Getting closer and closer to the place abandoned by God.