Seeing the sonar screen that returned to calm, everyone in the cockpit breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what it was just now, but it was finally gone.

Whatever it was in the sea, they didn't want to encounter it, especially in such a weird place.

"Turn on all the lights and keep going. The narwhal's propeller spun again.

This time there was nothing else to mess with, and Charles was back directly above the dark hole,

In fact, this black hole is behind the staircase that Charles explored before, and it can be seen by turning a corner, but they didn't notice it at all before.

As the sea filled the remaining space in the tank, the submarine slowly sank towards the crater.

Soon, the narwhal came to the spot where Charles's clothes were torn before, and Charles could even see room 15 filled with seawater, and some of the previous bits and pieces slowly floated out of it.

The submarine passed through the 15th gate and continued to dive, and from now on it officially entered the black hole underneath.

"Captain, this hole seems to have been dug out by something. Feuerbach on the side reminded.

Through the glass, Charles could also see the huge claw marks on the walls of the cave around him, which he hadn't noticed before.

"Your sharks are scattered far away, and used as sentinels, just in case. ”

Feuerbach nodded, turned and ran towards the decompression chamber.

Soon, the red sharks roaming around the submarine quickly dispersed and turned into a loose encirclement.

The sailors were all in place at this time, with a hint of fear and curiosity, nervously looking at the scenery in the lens, beware of something that could not be detected by sonar.

In this oppressive atmosphere, the submarine continued to dive in an orderly manner.

Taking advantage of the change of eyes, West took a look at the second-hand pocket watch he bought, and found that only a few minutes had passed.

"Has it really only been so long? How do I feel like half an hour has passed. ”

Suddenly, he saw the first mate next to him turn around, and his eyes under the bandage were staring at him, and West hurriedly brought his eyes to the periscope and observed intently.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, the submarine descended to the lowest level of the black hole,

The water below looked very bad, unusually muddy even under the bright searchlights, and the deepest part of the ocean floor was not as barren as Charles had imagined.

The bottom of the black hole is covered with a layer of purple hyphae, and they are like a carpet that stretches forward, and no one knows how far away in the darkness.

"If those relics fall down the wall, 319, which looks like a normal printer, should be around here. ”

After thinking quickly, Charles turned his head and shouted to the sailors behind him: "All sailors go out of the cabin to find a target, a special metal box of thirty or forty centimeters." ”

"Yes! Captain!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Charles pulled Lily out of her clothes and threw it into a nearby communication pipe, and he shouted inside, "Get your rats to have their weapons ready!"

The Narwhal began the search for Mission 319, and all five sailors put on heavy diving suits and began to search for purple mycelium.

The buoyancy of the water keeps them from being immobilized, but they have to use all their strength with every step they take.

Most of the time, they were dragged by the narwhal with oxygen tubes, but fortunately, the oxygen tubes took this into account and were particularly reinforced.

Sailors are like plows for ploughing the fields, quickly searching through the fields.

As Charles stared nervously at the periscope, he was tapped on the shoulder, which was a bandage, and he pointed to the sonar screen.

Charles's pupils shrank slightly, and a large dot was rapidly approaching this direction. "Pull the oxygen tube!!Hurry up!!Get them back!"

Just as Charles said this, the bright spot on the sonar suddenly disappeared again. Confused, he rubbed his eyes and looked at the sonar, and found that it had indeed disappeared.

didn't wait for him to ask, but in the next second, the whole ship shook violently, and the bright spot on the sonar was already close to the narwhal!

Through the glass in front of him, Charles saw the hideous mouth full of sharp teeth, larger than the whalwhal's bow. It's already wrapped up a third of the ship!

Barely thinking, Charles shouted into the communication pipe: "Launch the torpedo!!"

The narwhal's torpedo tube happened to be encased by this large mouth, and the two torpedoes flew directly into the depths of the mouth.

"Bump~" The hazy explosion sound from the sea water shocked the spirits of all the crew.

When he looked at the glass window in front of him again, he found that the hideous mouth he had just opened had disappeared, as if everything before was just a dream.

"Dream, not sure it's a dream just now!" Charles, frowning, quickly moved his searchlight, and a sneer appeared on his face when he saw a red blood mist in the distance.

It's not a dream, it's just that the unknown thing has the ability to teleport.

This attack frightened everyone, everyone gasped for breath, and the sailors in the water rushed desperately towards the gate, as if they would be dragged away by the monster if they were slow.

"What's the panic, that thing is injured, it shouldn't come again, go on, I'll go out with you this time! My life was worth your life before? I'm not afraid of what you're afraid of??"

Charles, dressed in a heavy diving suit, jumped into the sea with Feuerbach through the gate and pushed back the sailors who rushed in.

Charles knew that if the sailors were not suppressed by extreme horror at this time, these people would definitely not go to sea to death.

Seeing the captain beside him, the sailors' hearts settled down a little.

Seven crew members of the ship searched for the hyphae with a group of sharks.

Maybe it was because something was really torpedoed before, and there was nothing abnormal for a long time after that.

On the way, they returned to the ship to regain their strength, and after lunch, the seven of them went to sea again.

The afternoon was a bit of luck, and soon they made a new discovery, and Charles kicked his feet on the mycelium and rushed towards the sailor who was waving his hand.

Picking open the mycelium with his hands, although the inside was dilapidated, Charles could still see at a glance that the thing in front of him was a refrigerator-sized, rusty safe.

He made a pushback flag with his hand, and Charles pulled out the black blade from his leg and cut it directly.

The sea could not stop the cacophony of metal rubbing against metal, and the sailors ran farther.

Just as Charles was carefully cutting, a hand fell from the sky and slapped directly on the top of his head.

Almost subconsciously, Charles raised his black blade and was about to stab at that hand.