Ren Tianqing's story is somewhat chilling, and I have more doubts in my heart.

I was thinking about it when Li Xiaomei suddenly said, "We...... We wouldn't be on Greenland. ”

Sitting on the glacier with us, the captain couldn't help but say, "It can't be Greenland here." I've been to that place, which is now a famous tourist destination. The fishing industry is also very developed, but you can see that there are not even people in the area...... I think...... I think ......"

The captain seemed to remember something, and a frightened expression gradually appeared on his face: "We may have been on a ghost island?"

"What do you mean?" I looked at the captain and asked in a deep voice, "Make your words clear!"

The captain said, "That's a legend among sailors. There are not only ghost ships on the sea, but also ghost islands. When a ship accidentally enters a certain area, it loses its direction and then inexplicably sails towards a small island that does not exist on the map, where it is trapped forever and becomes a resident of the ghost island until it becomes a ghost like the sailors who used to arrive on the ghost island. ”

"Encountering a ghost ship at sea may still be a hope of escape, but once you enter the ghost island, there is no possibility of survival!" "The hoarse voice of the captain Sha was full of despair.

I said in a deep voice, "Have you ever seen Ghost Island?"

"Yes, once in the Pacific. The captain was silent for a moment before he said, "If it weren't for another ship as a substitute for us at that time, I would have been the one who broke into Ghost Island." Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, I still haven't escaped the pursuit of Ghost Island!"

I asked, "What do you mean by hunting?"

The captain took a deep breath and said, "Legend has it that those who have seen Ghost Island once will definitely see a second and third time...... Until you walk into Ghost Island, unless you stay away from the sea, you will never be on a ship again. ”

The captain smiled bitterly: "But, we sailors, what else can we do if we don't board the ship? I had no choice but to change the course and never crossed the Pacific Ocean again, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape the pursuit of Ghost Island." ”

I was silent for a moment before I said, "How do you conclude that this is Ghost Island?"

The captain suddenly raised his head: "There is the breath of the undead on this island. Don't you smell the undead?"

The captain smiled wryly without waiting for me to ask any more: "There is a special smell on the body of the undead, and only the dying can smell that smell, the smell like a companion. This legend, all sailors know......"

The captain's voice grew lower, and his pupils dilated to me until I lost focus.

I reached out and pressed the artery under the captain's neck, and before I could feel if the other man's pulse was still beating, a piercing chill rushed from my fingertips to my wrist, and I only felt that the wrist joint was in sharp pain as if it had been pricked by a needle, and I quickly withdrew my hand.

The moment I withdrew my hand, a layer of frost appeared on the captain's face, and in the blink of an eye, the captain's facial features were covered in ice and snow, and at first glance it looked like a snowman with no carved face.

The people around them retreated in shock, and no one dared to get even half a step closer to the captain.

I gave Ye Xun a look, and the latter drew a knife and knocked it on the captain's left shoulder, and a crisp sound like a steel knife hitting the glass suddenly broke out on the shoulder of the corpse, and the captain's arm was instantly broken into several sections and scattered on the ground.

Not only did not a single blood flow out of the severed arms scattered all over the ground, but a layer of ice crystal-like luster appeared on the surface of the corpse, and at first glance it seemed that Ye Xun smashed not a corpse, but an ice sculpture.

Ren Tianqing stammered: "This ...... It won't be...... It can't be some kind of poison, right?"

"Impossible!" I shook my head and said, "It is impossible for Gu worms to survive in glaciers, even if it is a different species of ice silkworm, it lives at the foot of the snowy mountain. ”

"But......" Ren Tianqing didn't know what to say for a while.

Not only her, but everyone frowned. Fortunately, we have been completely cordoned off by the Holy Knights all around, and the sailors outside can't see the situation here, otherwise, it will definitely cause a huge panic.

I said in a deep voice: "Block the news first, make a fire and dissolve the corpse, and don't let the sailors outside know the situation here." Go get the first mate and let him find a way to stabilize the sailor......"

I've been in charge of the team since my debut, and when I encounter emergencies, I habitually want to deal with them.

But before I finished my words, a missionary said in a cold voice: "Wang Huan, before you speak, please recognize your identity, you are just my prisoner." ”

Betty said softly: "Bishop Heda, Wang Huan, he ......"

Before Betty's words were finished, Hedda had already looked at the other party with cold eyes: "Knight Captain Betty, do you want to repeat the mistakes of the Dark Castle? ”

I finally understood why Betty had performed a knight's mercy on the ship, she had no intention of killing me in the first place, because she had already sensed the danger while chasing the stowaway. She deliberately swung a sword, just to find a suitable reason to spare our lives.

Just now, when the ghost ship appeared, a priest ordered Betty.

I thought that the priest who had been cut off by a chain cannonball was the supreme commander here.

Now it seems that I was only half right.

The real situation should be that all the priests on board would be able to command Betty. When a priest dies, a priest of lower rank will take his place, and the command will not fall back into Betty's hands until all the priests are dead.

However, there were at least fifteen priests on board, and these people would not die at once, unless......

In the flash of cold light in my eyes, Priest Hedda had already commanded in a loud voice: "Come, lock these captives in coffins." No one is to untie them without my orders. Inform the sailors that the captain has died by a curse of the devil, but ask them to be assured that the Holy See will protect their safety. In addition......"

Bishop Heda paused slightly, and said, "Equip each sailor with holy water and a cross, and gather all the sailors together for the unified protection of the Knights." ”

Bishop Heda's orders were conveyed one by one, and Betty, who was standing behind her, closed her eyes in pain.

She knew that the Holy Knights she had brought out this time was over, and it would be a fluke to have half of them go back alive.

These missionaries did not know how to command, or even what combat was, and they had only the rightful victory and God's all-pervading protection in their heads. If God really is omnipresent, there will be no weapons and no wars in this world.

Sure enough, as soon as the ship sailed into Ghost Island, the news of the captain's mysterious death caused panic among the sailors, and no matter how much the missionaries tried to calm them, they could not suppress their fear.

Some even tried to force their way past the Order's guards and come in to ask the bishop to verify the facts, and the scene in the vicinity suddenly became a mess.

Betty didn't know how to deal with the chaos in front of her for a while, and anxiously walked back and forth near the coffin, muttering to herself, "What should I do......?" Can anyone tell me what to do?"

I leaned against the coffin and sneered, "If you want to suppress the chaos, the best way is to use force to solve the problem." It doesn't take much, you only need to kill two or three people, and the situation here will be under control in no time. ”

"Shut up!" said Bishop Hedda angrily, "You deserve hell for such a wicked man." ”

I smiled faintly and said, "If you want to go to hell, we will go together." Originally, if you stabilize people's hearts and be consistent with the outside world, maybe there will be a glimmer of life. Now, the hearts of the people have been scattered, and if someone raids at this time......"

Before I could finish my sentence, a blinding green light erupted from the sea around the glacier. The swimming light and shadow are like an evil dragon, coiling the entire island and slowly rotating along the shore, ready to break through the water and choose people to eat.

The sailors, who were already in fear, suddenly became a mess and rushed towards the military formation formed by the knights, and in their opinion, only the back of the holy knights was the safest.

"Stop...... Stop......" Bishop Hedda shouted hoarsely, but no one heeded his orders, still frantically pounding the human wall of the Knights.

The green light on the bottom of the sea seemed to be deliberately provoking the nerves of the sailors, and it actually spread up from the bottom of the sea at this time.

Near the coast, the light and shadow of different lengths and lengths like the sharp teeth of wild beasts, but neatly advanced, are like ghosts climbing up from the bottom of the sea, groping their way to the glacier inch by inch.

Bishop Hedda shouted sharply, "Prepare the Knights, with a ten-word* crossbow...... Priests follow up, follow up ......"

The paladin holding a ten-character crossbow snatched out of the hurry, half-knelt in the ice and snow, and pointed the crossbow arrow at the green light on the shore.

The terrified sailor completely lost control and launched a frenzied assault on the Knights, and the paladins who formed the human wall finally drew their swords in peace.

Bishop Hedda exclaimed, "Don't do it...... Calm down, everyone...... You are knights, you should protect the innocent......!

Hedda was afraid he couldn't figure out what he was shouting. The sailor ignored his shouts, and the paladin began to spiral out of control. The whole scene on the glacier is like a pot of boiling oil, as soon as someone pours a bowl of cold water into it, the oil splashes will immediately splash, completely out of control.

Whether it's a man or a ghost who brought me to this island, it's impossible to pass up this great opportunity, and it won't be long before someone takes advantage of the chaos.

When I peeked into the crowd, I noticed a figure in a black cloak in the water, the other man was not very tall, but his body seemed to be nailed to the ground, no matter how the sailors around him pushed, the figure of the man was stuck in the crowd like a nail.

The most dangerous person is him!