Chapter 452 The Familiar Island

The blood and slag of the family members splashed around with gunpowder, dripping continuously on the deck like raindrops.

Charles in mid-air slowly fell down, and he and his crew looked at the empty mid-air together.

Just when everyone thought it was over, the blood dripping from the air condensed on the ground into an inverted five-pointed star nested in concentric circles.

The low and jerky sound of incantations came from all directions, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely strange.

"Damn it! What's wrong again!" Charles gritted his teeth and rushed to the side of the ship, looking towards the sea.

The deep divers, who had no motivation just now, formed a great circle around the Narwhal.

They in the cold sea stared at Charles with their dead white fish eyes, looking at him like looking at a dead person.

They ignored them and took out the weapons in their hands and stabbed at their chests. The pitch-black sea water was quickly stained green by their blood. The blood flowed quickly, and soon the surrounding sea area was dyed green.

"I know you are very difficult to kill, and the God Chosen who kills Yidiq will be cursed by him, but I have found a solution."

The sticky voice reappeared in the air, even if the family just now had no body, they could still exist independently.

"You would never have imagined that seventy years ago, I found the Necronomicon that summoned Purnos."

"The God of Light must not be unsealed! If He is really unsealed! Those who are against the Sect of the Light will really be finished! Since you don't want to cooperate with us, then you go to die!!"

"Da da da" Charles kicked his boots on the cockpit and rushed towards the cockpit, his forehead was constantly sweating.

"Dipper! Take the sailors and wipe off all the summoning circles on the deck!! Hurry up!!" Anxious Charles shouted while turning the steering wheel.

But soon, Charles found that the matter was not so easy to end. The ship seemed to be fixed in place by a few huge nails and could not move at all.

Charles let the Narwhal turn on the maximum power, and the whole ship made a metallic creak.

Slowly the ship started to move, but before Charles could be happy, under the impetus of the powerful force, the magic circle engraved on the deck began to peel off quickly, cutting towards the tower like a sharp ring.

The magic circle was not recorded on the deck, but directly engraved on the coordinates in place! If this continues, the entire ship will be cut in half by the magic circle!

"Back off!" Charles wanted the solution right away, and he did it right away.

But just when he was preparing for this operation, he suddenly discovered that the entire deck of the Narwhal had turned black.

The jelly-like black matter kept gushing out, and they didn't fall towards the sea surface, but instead enveloped the entire ship.

"What is this?" Just as Charles was thinking about this question, he suddenly found that the boat could move suddenly.

The Narwhal rushed out like a speedboat in an instant.

"Touch!" The cabin door opened, and a bandage covered in octopus blood came in from the outside, and he came back.

"Bandages! What is the Punos that guy is talking about? What is he calling for sacrifices?" Charles asked anxiously to his first mate.

He knew that the matter would not end so easily, the last move of the family just now must have been in big trouble, the bandage used to be a follower of the Fortan sect, maybe he knew what that thing was.

Bandage looked at the deck that was still spewing mucus outside, but shook his head slightly, "I... don't know... this is not the sacrifice ceremony... of the Fortan Sect..."

Before Charles could be surprised, he suddenly felt the whole ship shake violently.

Such a huge movement was not because the ship was attacked, but because the entire sea began to shake, and something was about to come out of the water!

"Boom!!" A water column the size of a mountain protruded from the surface of the water, and the sea water fell in all directions like a waterfall.

The seawater that fell from the sky almost sank the entire Narwhal. The seawater washed away the black mucus, and the magic circle on the deck had completely disappeared.

Charles gave up the steering wheel to the bandage, walked out of the cockpit, stared at the thing emerging from the water and shouted: "Fuck! What the hell!!"

That's not some scary ugly monster, that's an island.

The steep rocks form a cliff, which lifts the top of the island high. It is said to be an island, but it is actually more like a flat-topped mountain.

"That guy spent so much effort just to raise an island? Wait, why is this island so familiar?" Charles suddenly thumped in his heart.

Then, he suddenly remembered that his arm was lost on this island! This is not an island! ! This is the finger of a god! ! !

"Sail the boat! The Punos summoned by that guy is a god!!" Charles shouted with extreme fear. He knew that the god might be right under the Narwhal, but he didn't Dare to see.

"Woooo~~" The Narwhal made a low whistle, and the small steamboat quickly moved away from the "island" against the waves.

Charles was not the only one who recalled the island, some old crew members also knew what it was, and a trace of fear began to show in their eyes.

However, it was only the beginning, more and more islands quickly protruded from the sea, and when everything was over, finally a total of thirteen islands surrounded the Narwhal.

In front of these huge islands, the Narwhal, which was only sixty-five meters long, was not much better than a mosquito.

"Boom~" The island started to move, with a creepy tremor, the whole island began to quickly gather towards the Narwhal.

Seeing this scene, the crew members on the deck collapsed to the ground in despair, "We are finished..."

Charles knew that he would definitely not be able to run. In front of these huge islands, the speed of the Narwhal was too slow, but he didn't want to admit defeat yet, he still had one last resort.

The bandage was lying in the shadow of Charles, drawing with his bloody severed finger, and he wanted to summon the true power of Charles as the Chosen One.

"He's a god...you're just...the chosen one...you can't beat him..."

"How will you know if you don't try!! It's not that easy for me to admit defeat so easily!" Charles roared loudly at the approaching island.

The crew members stared blankly at the captain in front of him who was trying to block the car with his arms.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die on the way to the surface too!!!" Charles' expression twisted and his whole body tensed up. Facing the unknown and powerful god, there was no fear in his eyes at this moment.