Chapter 315 Special Measures

"According to the records I saw in the library, His Excellency the Pope 90 years ago, used those night watchmen who failed to bless them to do this kind of experiment, but they all failed without exception."

Linda's words cast a shadow over everyone's hearts. Looking at the dying bandage on the stretcher next to them, everyone had a trace of sadness on their faces. If you really want to say that the bandage is dead this time.

After a slight pause in Charles' hands, he continued to draw. No matter what, this is the only way now. Even if the success rate is surprisingly low, it is better than letting the bandage sit and wait for death.

Soon it was recorded on the paper that three patterns with a diameter of three meters had been drawn.

The triple map composed of these weird wedge-shaped lines is not full of mystery like the magic circle in the Western Sea Region, but more like a geometric pattern, with each horizontal and vertical lines seeming to carry some special meaning.

Charles hugged the extremely weak first mate with one arm, and walked towards the middle of the pattern. The bandage felt a little cold to the touch, and the slippery liquid dripped on his hand, which made Charles feel like he was carrying a half-rotten corpse.

The pupils of the bandage's eyes were slightly white at this time, and he seemed to be invisible. His cracked lips were slightly opened, and he muttered to Charles.

"Captain, I remembered, I seem to have traded my past for something with a certain existence, what exactly is it?"

Charles didn't answer, walked into the pattern with a bandage on, and carefully placed him in the center of the pattern.

Linda came over, holding a metal syringe in her hand, and injected it directly into the bandageless chest.

"This thing can last for half an hour, so that he won't die so quickly, but if your method doesn't work, he will really die in half an hour."

Charles took a deep breath, looked at the green soapstone sculpture in front of him and nodded slowly.

He let the bandage grab the black blade first, then he grabbed the bandage's hand and thrust down hard.

An extremely ear-piercing female scream suddenly sounded in the room, and everyone in the room subconsciously covered their ears.

In the next second, Charles saw a certain change in the posture of the sculpture in his hand.

He ignored it when he saw it, and continued to stab at the sculpture. After screaming several times, the whole sculpture was stabbed in two, and a ball of black mixed with gray smoke fell out of it.

The gray smoke is spreading rapidly, as if it will disappear quickly in a few seconds at most, this thing is the source quality recorded on it.

Charles didn't dare to delay, he quickly opened the bandage's abdominal cavity with the black blade, and what surprised Charles was that no blood flowed from the wound, maybe there wasn't much blood left on the bandage.

Char directly found the location of the pancreas, and the arm controlling the bandage grabbed the source quality and pressed hard on it.

In an instant, the bandaged body, which was soft like mud before, instantly collapsed, and the mouth opened wide, trembling silently.

Seeing this scene, Charles quickly withdrew from the pattern. He looked at the trembling bandage anxiously.

In the next second, the snow-white sea salt on the ground burned and extinguished quickly, and they all turned black, writhing on the floor like a black snake.

Under the gaze of Charles and others, a curved branch slowly protruded from the mouth of the bandage.

Those were not ordinary healthy branches. The trunk looked like the green color of vomit, and coupled with the distorted shape, it looked like a terrifying dryad that had been struck by lightning.

It didn't take long for the branches to reach the roof, and they began to twist and grow rapidly around the ceiling.

This is just the beginning, more and more tree trunks stretch out from the bandaged tattered body, accompanied by the sound of blood and flesh tearing, the bandaged thin body seems to be shattered in the next second.

Seeing this scene, Charles' heart trembled suddenly, something was wrong with this situation.

The ever-growing leaves and trees blocked everyone's view, and the branches spread around like tentacles, sticking out the front end of Linda's bottles and cans to suck the juice inside.

The branches with green leaves stretch out longer and longer, and soon the whole room will be filled with these branches. These things didn't mean to end, and began to reach out to the crew members beside them.

"Captain, why do I feel something is wrong." Feuerbach's expression was a bit reluctant.

"Brush!" A rattan stretched out, rolled up Chef Planck and turned towards the building complex.

Just as the fat man was crying and clung to the table next to him, Charles cut off the branch with a chainsaw and saved him.

"Captain, this is not acceptable. If this continues, the entire ship will be occupied by this thing!" Linda's delicate face showed a trace of seriousness.

Looking at the wildly dancing plants in front of him, Charles stretched into his arms with a trembling, and took out his strongest weapon, the Thunder Scepter.

White arcs danced continuously on the short staff, but Charles did not make a move for a long time. The pile of plants in front of him was his first mate, the crew members who lived and died with him.

Branches and trunks slowly came up to Charles, wrapped around his limbs, and dragged him inward.

Just when the various plants were about to completely cover Charles, his one arm moved instantly, and the front end of the Thunder Scepter was inserted into the plants fiercely.

"呵呵呲~~" The white electric arc jumped rapidly between the green branches and branches, and the creeping plant expansion stopped immediately, and began to curl slowly.

Charles didn't stop in his hands, and continued to release the arc towards the front. The appearance of the plants turned from rotten green to yellow, and slowly turned black.

Under the flash of thunder and lightning, Charles' expression looked extremely ferocious. After a long time, with a snap, the twitching Charles fell to one knee.

He panted heavily, looking at the scorched mass in front of him, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Touch!!" Charles slammed his right hand hard on the floor, making a hole directly. His eyes were red, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

"Captain... Captain..." The familiar voice stunned the sad Charles. He slowly raised his head and looked at the scorched black mass.

An emerald green branch protruded from it, swaying slightly from side to side as if in doubt.

Charles rushed over excitedly, and pushed away the scorched black tree trunk. Soon, he saw the completely changed bandage inside.

At this time, his damaged body has been filled with various plants, and he looks like a tree man. The place where the eyes should have grown is empty, and a few tiny vines have grown from the eyelashes, wading to the full-grown tree like tears. Mossy face.

Charles quickly lifted the bandage up, and asked a little nervously, "What's the matter? How do you feel??"

The bandage raised his right hand, and green branches grew out of his palm, curling and bending with his thoughts.

"I feel...his...curse hasn't...disappeared...but I...feel, I can have enough time...to...god descend to the ground..."