Chapter 561 Poguero

It is very big, it seems to be six meters high, and from the appearance, it looks a bit like an old hairless dog, with a dense drooping beard on the side of its long mouth.

But ordinary old dogs don't float, don't get covered in wriggling lumps, and don't curl up like an old man.

There are lumps of things that are constantly swimming under the loose skin, and there is a faint green light through the old skin, which feels a little pustules, and these pustules make it look bloated.

Charles didn't feel like facing a god when facing it. Although the other party was called a god, he was just a self-proclaimed false god.

"You are the wise Poguero?" Charles asked.

Pogro moved slightly in mid-air, as if he had been woken up by Charles.

It opened its baggy eyelids, and several purple stalks poked out of them. "Charles..."

Poguero's voice was rough and sounded like a middle-aged man in his forties.

Charles didn't care whether it was a living foreign object or an Earthsea native, or any other identity, he just wanted to know the other party's purpose.

"You ask me why I let them go there? Because I know the darkness is there, and you can find it there."

"How do I know? Because I just know." Poguero slowly rolled over in the air.

Charles was clearly dissatisfied with this answer. "This is related to the survival of the entire Earth Sea! Don't hide it, how do you judge that the darkness is there, otherwise I don't believe you can do it."

Poguero's purple eyes slowly floated down and began to circle around Charles. "The sea water is also flooding my island. I'm not joking with you. I can't explain it. Even if I tell you, you can't understand it, because this kind of knowledge surpasses human cognitive organs, including your brain."

Dozens of eyeballs lined up side by side, standing in front of Charles, staring straight at Charles, "If you don't believe me, I can reveal a little bit to you..."

In the next second, a soft white light from the eyeballs instantly enveloped Charles' vision.

A pile of abstract and strange knowledge poured into Charles' brain, and his thinking became extremely dull.

It didn't take long for this feeling to fade away like a tide. When Charles regained his consciousness, he found that his body sensed danger, and instinctively kept pulling the trigger at Poguero.

The gunshots stopped, and Charles felt his forehead was a little wet. Wiping it with his hand, he realized that the blood vessels on his forehead had burst. If the feeling just a few seconds longer, his head might explode.

"What's the matter? As I said, it's incomprehensible with human sensory organs." Poguero's voice seemed to be filled with a certain kind of complacency.

Charles gasped and stared at it, "What the hell are you?"

"Governor Charles, are you here to chat with me? You don't care what we are, you just need to know that we are on one side now, and we are allies now."

Charles wiped the blood from his face, put away the revolver in his hand, and stared at the other party.

"I've heard this before, and a guy also said that we are allies, but then I found out that he is completely using me as a gunman, and I don't trust you."

"If you think there is a higher chance of darkness on one side, then tell us directly and let us judge by ourselves, instead of you personally ordering!"

Poguero floated down slowly, and placed his huge head in front of Charles. "Do you still want to split the power? Under the current circumstances, do human beings still have a choice?"

Charles sneered, "I don't want to step on the same pit for the second time. As I said, the Great Pit Fortress is my territory. Any changes in the general direction must be approved by me! If you can't do it, go down and build an airship yourself explore."

"If you and your freaks want to stay here and act, you must listen to me!"

The air around Pogro began to tremble, its wrinkled skin began to flutter, and the atmosphere in the temple became chilling.

But in the face of this seemingly angry monster, Charles stood still without fear.

"You know, if I move a little, your head will explode, right? An ordinary human being is no match for me at all." Poguero's voice was full of threats.

"Then you do it."

As soon as Charles finished speaking, the bandage on his face was instantly cut into powder, but none of the blood scabs on his face fell off.

The Giant Pit Fortress is a place for humans, and Charles is the master here. As long as this guy is not out of his mind, it is impossible for him to do anything here.

The atmosphere slowly returned to normal, and the eye stalks floating around quickly slipped back into its eyelids. "You go, I'm tired, I want to rest."

Seeing that the other party had softened, Charles was no longer aggressive, turned around and left directly.

He knew it was risky, but he had to.

The Pope’s previous situation must not happen again. The Pope is still a human being, and these things are not even human beings. No one knows whether these things have any other purpose.

They can help to explore, and they can also help perceive the existence of darkness through unknown methods, but they must be within the control range.

Once under the purple light again, Charles breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking for a while, he turned and walked towards the Explorers' Association.

He needs to analyze the information obtained by all the explorers as soon as possible to see if there are any dark clues.

Just as he was about to walk into the Explorers Association, a young man with a pale face blocked his way.

"Captain, long time no see, do you remember me?"

Charles looked at the guy in front of him, frowning slightly, "You call me the captain? Have you been on my boat before??"

"Of course, of course, I am your former sailor." He said with a playful smile.

Charles looked at his face and seemed to be a little impressed, but he couldn't remember it. There was no way that the sailors changed too frequently. "What's the matter? Want to re-board?"

"No, no, I'm just helping the mistress with a thread, she wants to have a detailed talk with you."

"Mistress?!" Charles suddenly remembered something, he suddenly grabbed the opponent's neck, and directly opened his mouth with a steel prosthesis, exposing the sharp blood-sucking fangs directly in front of him.

He remembered that this guy was one of the three sailors who disappeared on Dark Crystal Island before. Charles thought he was completely sucked dry by the vampires on the island, but he didn't expect this guy to become a vampire.

"Cough~cough cough! Captain, I don't mean anything malicious, I'm just a messenger."

Severer struggled violently, and within a short while, his neck was already blackened by Charleska, but he still didn't dare to fight back.

"Touch!" Charles threw him directly to the ground, "Didn't the light of the God of Light burn you bastards to death?"

"Captain, have you forgotten? The Dark Crystal Island has a cover, and the mistress is afraid that the sun will descend on the Earth Sea again, so she has already prepared herself for it, but the little light coming in through the hole also burned many people to death. "

Severer see Chapter 32 (Natives)