Chapter 44: Death's Counterattack
Just as the narwhal was about to be submerged by the paper man, a piercing scream suddenly sounded in the air in the distance, and the paper man on the narwhal suddenly stopped.
Charles forced himself to look into the distance, and Aldrick's transformation into a giant bat had reached the sky above the wooden ship, and the waxy canvas shook violently under the power of the sound waves. The whole wooden ship began to tremble.
Seeing that his crew pulled back a game, Charles couldn't hold it anymore, and his body slowly fell to the ground against the hull of the ship.
The crew immediately noticed the captain's anomaly and gathered around, everyone with a nervous look on their faces
"Captain, who did this?" the second mate looked at the protruding knife edge on his chest, and his face was very hesitant.
"Leave me alone...... Fast... Go and get rid of all those paper people......" Charles said intermittently.
The second mate nodded hurriedly, and led the sailors to rush towards the shaking enemy.
It was getting darker and darker, and Charles couldn't even hear the sounds around him.
As he watched the torches on the deck be lit, a thought crossed Charles's mind. "Am I going to die?"
Charles felt that everything was getting brighter and brighter, and the pain in his body was rapidly subsiding.
For the impending death, Charles found himself calmer than he imagined, "Finally dead... I don't know if I can travel back......"
The first mate, who had just disappeared, squeezed through the crowd to Charles, with two people dragging on his hands.
One of them was a new sailor with a slash in the neck, and the other was Deepp, who was shot, and the sailor's wounds were not fatal, and Deepp's gunshot wounds avoided the vital point, and neither died.
Charles could see the two of them talking to the bandages in horror, but now he couldn't hear anything.
The bandage placed the two side by side on the ground, and after taking a deep look at Charles, he took the black knife from his hand.
Charles wanted to ask what the bandage was for, but his blood-colored lips trembled, but he couldn't open them.
Bandage took the blade and quickly drew a three-ray blood array on the deck, and the gaps in the circle were covered with twisted inscriptions.
"Poof!" the sharp blade stabbed into the sailor's chest, and the eyes of Charles and the crew around him were filled with disbelief.
The bandage swung the sailor's corpse into the middle of the formation, and then raised the knife at Deepp.
"Snort. "A ship was nailed to the first mate's knife-gripping hand.
Looking at Charles's eyes full of anger, the bandage silently lowered the knife, and his body crawled on the ground and whispered something.
The blood of the sailor's corpse seeped into the circle on the deck with the chanting of the bandages.
A transparent octopus tentacle formed by the sea water stretched out from the edge of the bed, and the chanting of the bandage grew louder and louder.
The tip of the tentacle pointed at the sailors in the array, and the corpse with round eyes quickly slid out along the inside of the tentacle.
The tentacles stained red by blood quickly fell towards Charles next to him, and the entire tentacle turned into blood and splashed on Charles's body.
Charles, who was so drenched and just dying, screamed hysterically.
His body was smoking, trembling and twisting like a snake, the blade inside him was quickly ejected, and the wound was healing.
At this time, Charles felt thousands of knives stabbed at his body, and the severe pain made him almost go into shock.
After just a few seconds, Charles was lying in the seawater and was healed.
Bandage calmly walked over and helped the wet Charles up. "Captain...... Only half of the sacrifice was paid...... Your injuries aren't entirely healed. ”
Charles, who was panting, gave his first mate a complicated look, and turned his head to look at the battle situation in the distance without saying anything.
At this time, the screaming sound had disappeared, and Odrik, who was covered in blood in midair, was somewhat embarrassed by a group of black paper men.
Charles quickly rushed to the deck gun, and fired directly at the wooden ship in the distance.
It seems that because of the distance, Charles fired a few shots in a row and couldn't hit.
Charles turned his head to look at the crew on deck, "Bandage, you go to the helm, James directly overloads the vortex, the others have their weapons ready, we have to catch up with it!"
Everyone suddenly moved, and the narwhal, which had been paused for a long time, moved again.
Charles's black hair was constantly shaking in the wind, and his face behind the mask was like cold frost, but the hatred in his eyes could not be concealed.
Seeing the narwhal approaching, the wooden boat seemed to want to escape, but it was not an advantage at all in terms of single speed, and the distance between the two ships was rapidly approaching.
The deck guns, under Charles's control, tilted their ammunition again, stirring up columns of water around the wooden ship.
"Click~" The mast of the wooden ship was smashed into the circuit breaker and fell on the deck with the canvas, and the speed of the wooden ship plummeted.
"Don't slow down!!Rush straight up!!" Charles roared angrily from the deck.
The narwhal was a little faster, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the whalhal's bow plunged deep into the belly of the wooden ship like a spear.
Looking at the figures on the ship, Charles didn't care so much, he directly turned the gun muzzle, and there was a wild bombardment on the opposite deck, the cannon fire roared, and the wooden ship instantly became full of holes, and bloody corpses flew everywhere.
With a few more bombardments, the ship would have sunk, but Char didn't continue, he needed to know who had sent it.
"Jump!" Charles led the crew down the bow of the ship to the opposite side.
Beyond the battered deck, Charles led the crew to the cabin of the wooden ship.
As soon as he came down the stairs, a cold light slashed at Charles's front door, Charles shrank his body, and the black knife in his hand quickly cut the paper man in front of him into several sections.
But this was only the beginning, and a steady stream of black paper men came up again, and they were now attacking the enemy like crazy.
"This thing looks like it's being controlled! I'll go over and deal with their master first!!"
Charles finished speaking and rushed towards the paper man in front of him, his body sliding swiftly between them like a loach.
The Paper Man seemed to be in a hurry and rushed up in an attempt to keep Charles out
Charles is like a boat on the page in ****, although it is precarious, it has never been turned
But the more people there are, the more Charles's extreme agility advantage can be brought into play, but because it is too dense, the paper man wields his weapon and cuts his own people at every turn.
Dozens of seconds later, there was a sudden clear clearing in front of him, and in the dim cabin, a human in a black captain's suit was muttering to himself, and four sky-blue candles were lit next to him.
As soon as he saw Charles wearing a mask, the man's face suddenly showed horror, he quickly blew out the candle, and in the darkness, he hurriedly ran along the foot of the wall towards the window next to him.
This little trick was of little use to Charles, who had dark vision, and he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger directly
Flowers of blood bloomed precisely on the man's limbs. Before he could react, the black blade in Charles's hand was already pressed against the man's neck.