Chapter 427: Shadow and Painting

I ran to the stern of the boat to warn the old wolf to be careful when sailing, as danger could lurk near the reef and the gorge.

The old wolf deliberately lowered the speed of the boat, almost by the inertia of the hull slowly drifted towards the side of the reef gorge, I lay on the edge of the boat, always keeping an eye on the sea, I did not expect that the drift was calm all the way, until the old wolf dropped the anchor near the reef gorge, and did not encounter any danger.

I told the others to guard the ship, and approached the Sea Worm with only Sif and Monceau in small boats.

Originally, I didn't plan to take anyone with me, I just wanted to use the stealth technique to check on the Seaworm, but Sif looked like she was going to go over anyway, so I thought about it and decided to take her and Monceau with me.

Because both of them have advantages that I don't have, and they have good marksmanship.

In fact, it can be seen here that everyone has their own limitations, if they fight together, Lilith and the old wolf will definitely not be my opponents, because I can restrain the evil energy on their bodies, but if I am faced with enemies like Sif and Monceau with hot weapons, I have to take it easy, as long as one is not careful, he will die, but Lilith and the old wolf are not afraid of bullets, the two of them can be atomized when the evil energy is full of evil energy, and bullets cannot kill Yunwu no matter what.

Everyone has different specializations and different combat methods, and only by performing their own duties can they bring into play their due potential.

Also, I don't know how to run a boat, and I need two people to row, so Sif and Monceau are the best candidates.

The two of them rowed on the left and right, and I sat at the stern of the boat, squinting at the movements around me, for fear of accidents.

As I approached the Sea Worm, I felt as if I had been affected by some kind of aura, and I was unreasonably apprehensive, and because my mental state had not been right recently, I was not sure what the basis for this apprehension was.

The boat circled the reef peak on the left and was about to reach the bow of the Sea Worm when the border of sight suddenly flashed blue.

I didn't think much of it, I turned to the side and looked at the color.

I looked at it so carefully that I realized that there was a man standing there, and the blue I had glimpsed at first was the color of his clothes.

Half of the man's body was obscured by the silhouette of the reef peak, revealing only the other half of his body and half of his face, and the moment I saw him, he made a grinning expression at me.

My first thought was, it's broken, we've been discovered!

Siv happened to be facing in that direction, and she also saw the person hiding behind the reef peak, and without saying a word, she immediately took out a pistol from her lower back, and aimed at the other party, and they were all shot.

I grabbed Sif by the wrist and shook my head at where the figure had appeared.

Sif slammed her wrist twice, trying to break free from my five fingers, she was taller than me, and her body was strong, but after so many years of practice, the structure of her body has become different from ordinary people, although on the surface it seems that she doesn't have much strength, but in fact, my strength is not something that Sif can resist, no matter how she struggles, she just can't break free, and at the same time I also press her finger tendons, so that she can't pull the trigger.

I also saw that the girl was struggling endlessly, so I couldn't help but remind her: "You take a closer look at that person." ”

Sif relented a little, leaning over and looking behind the reef peak.

It took me two more glances to realize that it was not a living person at all, but a portrait printed on the hull of a ship.

Since the painting is so realistic, like a photograph, it is easy to mistake it for a real person.

But I can't figure out why the Sea Worm's people would draw such a thing on their own ship, whether it's just a bad taste, or if there are other reasons.

Sif stared at the painting, her brow furrowed more and more, and for a long time, she sullenly spat out, "Vulture." ”

The leader of the Sea Worms is named Steve, nicknamed "The Vulture".

When she said this, I suddenly felt like I leaned over to take a closer look at the painting, so I beckoned to Monceau: "Go and have a look." ”

Monceau had become very careful since I had been scolded once, and he hesitated a little, as if he were thinking about something quickly, and after a moment he turned the boat around and rowed towards the reef, and Sif picked up his oars to help the boat speed up.

When the boat approached the reef peak, the painting on the hull became very clear because it was close to us.

It wasn't a painting at all, but a photograph printed on the hull of a ship, because it was so realistic that when you looked closely, you could see the pores of the face and every single strand of hair.

Before, when I was far away, I was still showing a grinning and vicious expression on the painting, but now when I look closely, I find that it is not vicious, but painful, and the expression of a person in extreme pain does look rather hideous.

Sif leapt onto the reef and picked up a leather boot from where the reef touched the hull.

When I saw the leather boot, I suddenly chuckled in my heart, this boot looked like it had fallen from the foot of the person in the painting, the person in the painting was wearing only one boot, and the other foot was bare, and the boot that Sif picked up had fallen directly under that foot.

This gave me the very strange idea that what was attached to the hull of the ship at this time was neither a portrait nor a photograph, but a real person who had been punched against the wall.

But it really doesn't have a three-dimensional outline, just a thin layer of picture.

Monceau took out the rope, tied the boat to the reef peak, and disembarked with me.

Sif's face was blank as he handed me the boot, and I took it and took a cursory look at it, then threw it into the sea.

There is no way to see anything from this boot, and there is no need to waste your eyes on it.

I raised my finger and pointed to the edge of the boat, giving Monceau a look, and Monceau immediately took out his hook and flicked his arm to throw the claw chain into a circle, and when the centrifugal force on the claw head was strong enough, he released the chain and threw the claw head towards the edge of the boat ten meters high.

Syllable!

There was a crunch, and the hook was firmly embedded in the edge of the boat, but the three of us did not dare to climb up immediately, and Monceau shook the chain vigorously to make it look like someone was climbing up, while Sif and I listened to the movement of the boat with our ears tilted to the side.

After a minute or two, Sif was sure that no one had spotted my hook, I climbed up the deck along the chain first.

At the moment, there is no noise caused by heavy rain and wind and waves on the sea, only the sound of the wind, and the sound of the explosion when the hook claw grabs the edge of the ship just now is not small, as long as there are people on the deck, it can be heard 100%.

So as I climbed up the chain, I was guessing that the ship was probably empty, and the people on it had long since disappeared.

Why did they leave their ships in the vast sea, and where could they go?