Surrounded by the darkness in the distance, beneath the blood-soaked sea and corpses was a ruined ship that had been put on hold, and beside the ship, the large octopus was being swallowed by the blood-colored wheel, and the octopus disappeared into it without a struggle, and the corpses were planted into the blood-colored wheel with the red threads on the octopus's footsteps. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Phil watched silently as hundreds of people disappeared without a trace. He was in a strange state now, he should have passed out in a coma, but he actually saw this scene.

He saw very clearly that the so-called Seventh Prince floated past his eyes, with a serene and peaceful smile, and this look could not be overlapped with the face he had before.

There are also countless people I have seen on the Daughter of the Sea before, teenagers, girls, and crew.

Just then, Phil saw Joanna.

Joanna spread her hands outstretched, her body straight, her hair fluttering, as if flying in the clouds.

Not far from Joanna was the road, and the cheerful teenager was now curled up like a baby, with pain between his brows.

Joanna! Road!

Phil shouted desperately, but didn't make a sound, and he tried his best to swim over, but he could only watch them leave, caught in the blood-colored roulette.

Come back to me!

Phil didn't know what he was doing, but he felt his spirit getting more and more confused, as if his soul was withdrawing from his body.

In the midst of the confusion, Phil suddenly heard an angry roar at the bottom of the sea, and then the blood-colored roulette jumped out of half a black figure, it was the wizard of Dante!

Wizard Dante struggled out of the blood-colored roulette, his face hideous, his hair scattered, and his originally sharp eyes were now red. He roared at the bottom of the sea, and the waters shook, but the blood-colored wheel was as steady as ever.

He waved his hands and clenched his fists, but his expression became more and more desperate, and the hair and clothes on his body gradually dissipated like corrosion, and then his flesh and skin, first like patches of bright red blood, and then gradually expanded, revealing a human form full of flesh and blood, and then the flesh and blood also dissipated, limbs, heads, and bodies, and soon only a pile of white bones remained, and only then did he let go of the fist he had been clenching.

An ancient pocket watch floated out of the open fist, as unworthy as an antique that had been handed down for decades, and the last white bones of the black-robed man also turned into soft mud after the internal organs and filthy intestines disappeared, and then disappeared into the blood-colored roulette.

The pocket watch slowly floated up, and Phil subconsciously grabbed the pocket watch, and then followed him slowly to the sea.

In the last moments, he glanced back.

After devouring them all, he saw the blood-colored wheel dim, revealing the appearance of a clock, on which the three hands were still turning, but they were turning counterclockwise.

"Tick, answer, tick, answer......"

Phil felt that he had been floating on the sea for a long time, his body still swaying with the waves, and then he gradually became conscious and opened his eyes, and found that he was no longer in the sea. The pain came first, whether it was his back or chest, whether it was his limbs or his head, almost his whole body hurt, but he quickly got used to it, it was just a long coma, and the pain woke him up. The rest of the parts were bruised, but fortunately there was no injury to the lungs, only the head was traumatic, wrapped in a circle of gauze. Originally, the head injury came from the first wave of the sea ship and hit the side of the coffee table, and then after several twists and turns, the wound gradually expanded.

When the pain passed, the seeds of life belonging to the knight's power took effect little by little, and Phil found himself able to act.

He found himself on a sea boat again, wearing a sackcloth that smelled of fish.

It was a small room, surrounded by a mess of miscellaneous items, and Phil lay on a broken bed in the middle of the miscellaneous items, sewn together from knitwear that had been tattered by a long voyage to the sea, colorful, not so comfortable to sleep on, but warm enough.

There was a small porthole in the wall next to the broken bed, and the endless sea in the distance and the rapidly splitting water in front of him indicated that it was a ship sailing rapidly.

Phil opened the porthole, and the fresh and salty sea breeze rushed in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a shock, and the shadow brought by almost death was a little better.

There was a wooden box next to the broken bed, on which was a bowl, a pile of bloodstained gauze, the cloth bag and notes that Phil had last taken from the ship, but the last pocket watch in Phil's memory was nowhere to be seen, and there was nothing on his body, perhaps lost in the sea.

After waking up, Phil was not resting, because although he was on the verge of death, he was not seriously injured, but he fell a few times, and then kowtowed, which was a minor injury at best, but there was no water when he was drifting on the sea, and the dry food was also lost, so the whole person was much thinner.

Phil didn't think about the horror, why those people died, what happened to the octopus, why he survived, why Dante died, what was that pocket watch......

And Joanna and Lu......

Phil got out of bed, his chest aching a little, and so did his forehead, but it wasn't a big deal, Phil had been more seriously injured in the Imperial Escape.

He walked through the clutter, opened the door to the small room, walked past a cabin full of cargo, and unfolded before his eyes the most vivid scene of the lowest level of maritime society.

This is an unusually large space under the ship, a group of shirtless men sit on both sides of this huge space under the ship, stepping on the driving winch, the winch handles the force through the gears to the outside, manipulating the oars, driving the sea boat, the light hits them, sweat reflects a strange light.

In the middle of this space, there is a black whale about 100 meters long and 30 or 40 meters wide, and a group of crew members brought boxes of fish feed and dumped it in front of the whale, seemingly feeding.

Phil walked through them to the upper floor, where the crew seemed to be more cluttered, this was the galley, and the crew was preparing delicious food, even though it was at sea, but the food was also varied, seafood and meat, fruits and vegetables, desserts and pastries, everything.

Next to the galley was the crew lounge, dozens of crew members were slumped on the floor, many of them holding shriveled dry food in their hands, a pot of drinking water was passed around by several people, and the delicious smell of delicacies came from the side, but it was not their food.

Phil didn't know what was on the next floor, even the crew members who were resting on the side were forbidden to go up, and only the crew members who had applied for screening could be allowed to go up to serve the distinguished passengers.

"Hey, lucky boy!"

When Phil heard this, he thought he was calling himself, so he turned his head away.

Several resting men sat there teasing, one of them was drinking a bottle wrapped in cloth, and Phil Knight's sensitive nose smelled a faint hint of wine.

Sailors always have a way to make themselves a little more chic, and it is the drinker who speaks.

And he said, "You are the new son of old Colin, aren't you?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" A man next to him, who looked to be almost forty years old, was actually only thirty years old, pushing him.

He was none other than Colin.

"How nonsense? Didn't you beg the first mate to save this kid just to pass it on? The person next to him coaxed.

"Haha! Old Colin, your wife has been abducted three times, you should be in a hurry! ”

"What kind of wife is she who hasn't even entered the door yet!" Colin explained, but it wasn't a good idea to explain at this point.

"In other words, I haven't touched it, and my wife ran away with someone?"

"What's the call? Your wife didn't run away, your wife is making out with someone at home! ”

Sailors live a long life adrift on the sea, and it is true that it is rare to get married, so such topics never stop.

After a while, the topic of this group of old men began to turn to special aspects, first the sailor's wife was beautiful, and then the ** technology of which port was the most righteous.

The Colin laughed with them for a while, and when he saw that Phil was still standing there, he got rid of the crowd and ran over.

"Boy, are you alright? What's going on? I was so lucky to have survived being injured and floating at sea for so long. ”

Phil looked at him.

"Are you hungry?" Colin looked at Phil's pale face and chapped lips, and only then did he understand.

Phil hadn't eaten for days, he didn't get a drop of water, and he didn't even have a kettle for water in his sleeping place, so if a careful woman took care of him, he wouldn't be able to fall to the point where Phil staggered all the way to find food.

Phil nodded, then sat down to the side, his chapped throat struggling out another word: "Water." "Hoarse and low.

"Hey! Good, good! Colin hurriedly ran back, snatched the bottle wrapped in cloth from the hand of the person who had laughed at him, then turned around, cursed himself for being confused, threw the bottle back, asked for a real bottle of water from the person next to him, handed it to Phil, and then ran to the kitchen next to him.

Phil took the water and carefully slipped it down, letting it slowly flow through the burning throat and slowly regain his strength.

He had come all the way before, and everyone just looked at him and went on to do his own thing, and no one paid attention to why he walked so slowly and so hard. Only here did no one care about him, although he was a little dumber.

Phil looked around at a circle of self-caring sailors, and a hint of warmth finally appeared in his indifferent eyes.

After Colin went to the kitchen, he didn't return for a long time, and almost just when Phil couldn't hold it anymore, he finally appeared.

"Give."

Holding a green apple in one hand and an iron box in the other, the tin box was full of porridge, colorful, which showed that it was not the same kind of porridge, and it also explained the reason why Colin had been gone for so long, because he was not asking for one person, he was begging many cooks or cooks to get Phil this porridge full of iron boxes.

Phil looked up at Old Colin.

"Eat, why don't you eat?" Old Colin said, "I'll order it again after I'm done." ”