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The illusion of a mirage, the attack of a desperate pursuit.

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July 15, 2038 at 15:03

While the monster was playing with the captain's body with his tentacles and swallowing him down, Arthur quickly steered the ship out of the way and headed straight ahead.

The sun shone on Arthur's face, causing sweat to run down her face, and she wiped the sweat from her face with her hands, looking through the hot glass—it was calm at first glance, barely a wave. Only the scorching air tortures the human soul like a sauna, it distorts the air, makes the human heart restless, and puts everything in a state of uncontrollable anxiety.

The back of the captain of the giant ship still appeared in Arthur's mind, and his last words still echoed in Arthur's ears. Arthur held the steering wheel firmly in his hand, tears streaming down her eyes, and she wanted to hide in the corner and cry happily, but she couldn't.

yes, she can't. Because her life has long belonged to herself, but to all the people who have given their lives for it, and before she has found the "ark" out of the crisis, she has no right to waste a moment of time, even if it is just to cry willfully.

Thinking of this, Arthur couldn't help wiping his tears with his hands, swallowing the pain into his stomach, and locked his eyes tightly on the sea in front of him, driving towards the front without stopping.

At this moment, a phantom suddenly appeared in front of him, and inside the phantom was an object that reflected light like a glass cover. When Arthur saw this, he immediately leaned his head in front of the ship's glass, staring intently at the phantom, and his eyes widened - only to see the appearance of a ship faintly visible in the reflective glass cover in the phantom. The appearance of the ship was familiar, and it was not the same as the outline of the "ark" that remained in her memory.

"Mirage! This must be a mirage where the 'Ark' is! Arthur exclaimed in surprise.

But her surprise didn't last more than three seconds, and soon her brows furrowed again: "What's the use of knowing it's a mirage?" I still don't know where it is, and I don't know how to find it......" gloom rose over Arthur's face, and she was about to let out a long sigh when the sky suddenly darkened.

Suddenly the clouds were thick, and there was a roar in my ears, and then a bolt of lightning struck down and landed at the end of the sea.

"It's getting too fast, isn't it? Just now the sky was clear, but now it is full of dark clouds. The weather on this sea is really different for a while, and I can't be sure at all. ”

Arthur looked anxiously at the weather in front of him, only to see that a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sea not far away, and then a hurricane formed from the whirlpool, and the hurricane kept spinning somewhere, connecting the sea and the sky, heralding the coming disaster.

Arthur looked at the hurricane in front of him, slowly walked to the front of the ship's glass, put his hand on the glass, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"If you get caught up in it, the ship will ......"

Arthur frowned deeply, and just then the ship suddenly made a loud noise and shook.

"What's going on?!" Arthur grabbed the steering wheel in front of him with one hand and propped himself up on the ground with the other. The hull of the ship shook violently, and she hurriedly looked behind through the glass behind her—only to see that the eight-legged water monster, which had been thrown away just now, had chased after the back of the boat at some point, stretched out a tentacle and put it on the stern of the boat and shook the steamer.

"How can I die at your hands...... This is the captain who sacrificed his own life to find the life for me. I must not die here, I must not die here......" Arthur muttered silently, and in the afterglow of his eyes he saw the spear placed in the corner of the captain's room.

She remembered checking the pistol's slot once after the last time she used it, and there were three more bullets in it......

Thinking of this, Arthur immediately pressed the automatic navigation button and ran towards the corner where the spear was placed. She had just reached out and held the spear in her hand, when suddenly the octagonal monster threw another tentacle foot on the stern of the boat, and the hull of the ship shook violently.

Arthur struggled to straighten up in the sway, staggering his spear in the direction of the stern.

"Big ugly, I'm not afraid of you!" The moment he saw the monster, Arthur raised his gun without hesitation, pointed the gun in the direction of the monster, and shouted at it.

The monster looked down at Arthur's face and threw a tentacle out of the water towards her.

Just 0.01 seconds before the tentacles touched Arthur, Arthur struck the trigger and struck a shot at its tentacles. The monster screamed loudly from the pain, then took a few steps back, moving the remaining two tentacles away from the ship. The steamer took advantage of the five or six seconds it had removed its tentacles and moved forward quickly.

"What should I do, if I continue like this, I still can't get rid of it completely, I will eventually die in its hands......" Just as Arthur was desperate, a bolt of lightning struck again and landed near the hurricane, and Arthur's gaze stayed on it.

"Yes, if you lead it over......" Arthur's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and ran in the direction of the captain's quarters.

She set the course in the direction of the center of the hurricane, and the ship continued to move in the direction of the hurricane.

However, it had only been long before the monster caught up again.

I saw it let out a roar that resounded through the sky in annoyance, waving its eight tentacles wantonly, and setting off a huge wave that shook the sky.

Wave after wave crashed towards the ship, hitting the hull and drowning in all kinds of supplies.

Arthur looked back at the water monster, only to see that it flicked again, slamming two tentacles on both sides of the ship, knocking out two large holes in the wooden floors on both sides!

Grasping the spear in his chest, Arthur pushed open the door to the captain's quarters, and aimed the guns at the tentacles on both sides of the ship from the direction of the captain's quarters, shooting them one by one......

However, this time the water monster seemed to be smarter and more memorable than just now, and it quickly retracted its tentacles at the moment when Arthur's bullet had not yet hit its tentacles.

"Oh no, there's no bullets...... Arthur's heart sank, and he touched the spear that was no longer bullets, and looked at the hurricane not far away—it was already close at hand, but now it was as far away as the horizon, and it was difficult for her to touch it.

"Is this fate?" Arthur glanced up at the sky, his expression sad and empty.