From the cab to the cargo hold, there is at least a distance of 40 meters and a drop height of about 3 meters. There were more than thirty pirates on board, and that person could control thirty people to dream in such a large area, this ability was indeed beyond Petru's imagination.

Petru knew he was powerless to resist. The only chance now is to jump overboard from the side of the ship before boarding the main deck.

After making this decision, he did not hesitate at all, and immediately changed his dream, and retrieved the shape of the ship in his memory, which was perfectly combined with the current dream. He found himself just coming down from the living deck, onto the side of the boat next to the main deck, and going further onto the main deck.

While merging the scenes, he also changed his dream behavior, no longer following Lavier's call and stepping on the lawn, but jumped to the side and rushed to the original white and unknowable place in the dream, which was actually the vast sea outside the ship's side.

Almost at the same time, he felt a surging spiritual force like a huge wave sweeping over, grabbing his consciousness like the giant hand of the gods.

The strong mental oppression made him feel like he was suffocating to death, and then, in his dream, he saw the man with coffee.

Then, the dream changed, and he saw himself jumping off a cliff, and the man stared at him in suspense, with a hint of anger in his eyes and an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Petru's body was falling, faster and faster.

Everyone has had this kind of dream, and most people wake up before they hit the ground. If not, then the brain will think that you have fallen to your death, and the consciousness will simulate in the brain what it would be like to feel after a free-fall body hits the ground, including the state of brain death. So, you're really dead. After dawn, your body will be found in your bed and the doctor will pronounce you brain dead.

Petru, of course, knew the consequences of such a dream, so he wanted to make it collapse immediately, but he couldn't. The guy was still staring at him from the cliff, and the powerful mental disturbance made him unable to control himself from the dream.

Are you going to fall to your death?

No! It's just a dream. I just jumped from the boat, the sea is below, I won't fall to my death, I won't fall to my death!

Despite his repeated hints to himself, the acceleration of the fall and the fear of death grew. He could no longer see the man on the cliff clearly, only the bottomless valley below him and the rapidly retreating wind around him.

At the last moment, he bit his tongue hard. He didn't know if the dream and reality could be synchronized, anyway, it was the only action he could do under the interference of strong consciousness.

Finally, with a loud bang, his body hit the water, and in the dream, he fell to the ground. He felt like he had become a puddle of plasticine.

After the loud noise, there was a dead silence, the surroundings were plunged into darkness, the body was also unconscious, and the consciousness was slowly dissipating, only the little pain on the tip of the tongue, like the safety rope tied to his waist during bungee jumping, grabbed him tightly.

Lavier!

He shouted the haunting name, and choked on the seawater he inhaled into his lungs. When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by seawater, and something that I didn't know if it was seaweed or garbage floated in front of him. Overhead, there was a huge black cloud, the shadow of the ship.

Petru knew he was finally out of his nightmare. Although he urgently needed a breath of fresh air at this time, he did not dare to take the lead. With his good water skills cultivated over many years as a pirate, he sneaked a long distance in the opposite direction of the ship, and did not surface until he was far away from the ship.

Most of the things on him were still there, including weapons and ammunition. Fortunately, he was already the leader of the party, and he didn't carry much weight on his body, so if he had to carry dozens of kilograms of things with him like he used to do when he was a mercenary, he would definitely not be able to float up at this time. In addition, the maritime walkie-talkie was so waterproof that he tried to connect with his companions dozens of miles away, had them come in boats, and told his men to bring an L115A3 - the kind of sniper rifle made by the British had a range of more than a mile.

Petru vividly remembers the moment the priest died, when a bullet hit him in the left eye, knocking off half of his face. He believed that since the priest could not defend against ultra-long-range sniper rifles, no matter how strong that creature was at sea, he would not be able to defend against bullets fired from a point and a half mile away.

However, he still underestimated his opponent.

While Petru was lying on the speedboat and locking on with his scope, the guy was standing on the side of the living deck looking at the view. But he seemed to sense something, and glanced in the direction where Petru was, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. Petru felt bad and shot decisively.

The bullet was fired at a speed of 900 meters per second, and it took about two and a half seconds to hit the target, and the guy threw away the coffee cup in his hand almost as soon as Petru fired the shot, and jumped into the cabin. Petru fired two shots in succession, but they didn't hit, and in the blink of an eye he hid in an invisible corner of the cabin.

Petru was not discouraged, he prepared for the worst from the start. When the sniper rifle could not kill the other party, he could no longer care about the life and death of the hypnotized brothers on the ship, and like all heroes should have the courage to do, he decisively gave the order, let the submarine ambushed and quietly follow and stealth under the water to open fire, and blow up the entire freighter with torpedoes.

To be on the safe side, he also fired a rocket at the wheelhouse of the freighter.

The freighter turned into a fireball at sea, and was quickly swallowed by the sea. No one would believe that there was once a spiritual master on this ship, who could control dozens of people to dream at the same time. Even Petru himself felt embarrassed and unreal when he recalled it.

Only God knows what's going on, but God doesn't care about all this, no matter how awesome you are, go to heaven if you deserve to go to heaven, and go to hell if you deserve to go to hell.

Petru had no interest in knowing what was on board, so much so that such a master needed to escort him personally, and he was the only one, obviously there was some ulterior secret.

However, he must find his pirate brothers at sea and pray that the god of the sea will bless them for any of them to survive, and at least a few corpses to be recovered. Most of them have families, and in the impoverished and chaotic Somali seaside town, they have prepared meals and warmed their bedding as they wait for their men, father and son to return. If it weren't for the years of war and poverty, who wouldn't want to stay at home and watch TV with their wives and children!

Unfortunately, Poseidon did not send any of his brothers back, and even the bodies could not be found. However, the pirates picked up something peculiar from the debris of a ship floating on the sea.

It was a rectangular iron box, somewhat like a shrunken shipping container, but the shell was of good texture and was not damaged at all in the explosion of the freighter. After opening the iron box, there was actually a thick crystal coffin inside, and there was a mummy lying in the coffin, and a small box was placed on the mummy's chest.

The pirates didn't have any sense of cultural heritage, they just felt that it was unlucky to go back with a dead corpse that was dead for I don't know if it was hundreds or thousands of years, so they sank the mummy to the bottom of the sea, leaving only the wooden box and handing it to Petru.

Petru saw a strange sign on the wooden box - a triangle with two vertices joined together with a small vertical line in the middle.

Inside the box are several old charts showing the location of some of the islands.