Looking at the endless strange creatures, the crew of the narwhal finally understood the seriousness of the matter, and they all used their strength to follow their captain.

In the next second, everyone heard the desolate cry behind them.

"Don't go! Kill me!!Please, my body has to feel the pain of a knife every moment!

As the voice rang out, Charles's newly installed left ear began to move again.

In the interval between running, Charles quickly skimmed behind him, 1002 should have come out of the tank, it condensed into a ball, rolled towards them, and any living beings around it would be swallowed by it in an instant as long as it came into contact with it.

With each living thing devoured, the light gray mass grew a little larger.

Without even thinking about it, Charles reached out and took out a bag of explosives from the bag on Deep's back, lit it and threw it hard behind him.

But the ignited explosive bag rolled on the ground a few times, crushed the fuse and staggered to its feet, and it was also activated by 1002!

This was just the beginning, and everything dead in the crew began to shake, and they had a mind of their own.

Charles knew that he couldn't go on like this, and if he continued like this, no one would be able to leave, so he gritted his teeth and stood still, and rushed towards 1002 directly.

"Charles, come back!"

"Captain, what are you doing?"

In everyone's exclamation, Charles was only a dozen meters away from 1002, his facial features writhed and began to detach, and his face was already somewhat similar to those shells.

Charles tried his best to take out the lightning staff and pointed hard at 1002, and the arc illuminated the dim island again, and 1002 turned into a charred ball of flesh and stopped in place.

Trembling, Charles fell to the ground, and his body was really unable to hold on to three electric shocks in a row.

A few large hands reached over and helped Charles up, Charles's crew, and instead of taking this opportunity to escape, they ran back to help their captain.

"Captain, you are so powerful! there is such a powerful relic, why didn't you use it earlier?" the second mate asked excitedly.

"Hurry up! this thing can't be killed, and it will wake up again later!" Charles said, holding out his pain.

Hearing this, the second mate looked at the blackened giant ball in fear, and hurriedly supported the numb Charles to evacuate quickly.

Fortunately, the ruins were not too big, and finally before 1002 was resurrected, Charles and the others rushed back to the forest.

They hurried along the road they had driven out towards the sea.

Along the way, Charles and the others did not stop for a moment, allowing everyone to use all their strength to escape.

In order to escape quickly, everyone threw away everything they could throw on their bodies.

"Bump!" the sweat-soaked doctor fell to the ground, panting heavily, blood seeping from the place where his iron leg met his flesh.

Charles rushed over and helped him up, "Don't give up!

The doctor glanced at the young man who was supporting him, took a pill from his pocket and swallowed it, he pushed Charles away with all his might, and quickly followed the large army. "I'm not old!"

The short forest path seemed to have no end, and they walked with all the strength of their bodies, and almost just when everyone had drained all the physical strength of their bodies, the sound of the waves like the sound of heaven came to their ears.

With ecstasy on their faces, the crew stumbled to their ship and began to prepare to board and leave the island.

Charles gasped heavily, this series of high-intensity movements, even his body strengthened by 096 was a little unbearable.

"Who are you, whoever you are, kill me, I'm in so much pain!!"

Charles, whose face was extremely ugly, turned his head, only to see that above the woods, a huge flying object made of various flesh and blood condensed was flying rapidly towards this direction.

It's 1002, but it's not quite, the eyes, mouth, organs, and all kinds of human organs rise and fall on its light gray body, making people want to vomit in disgust just by looking at it.

At this time, the size of SCP-1002 had expanded to nearly five times that of the water tank, and it flew in the air like a giant airplane.

Feeling his body trembling more and more, even Charles felt a trace of despair in his heart at this time, and the activation radiation range of 1002 became larger again.

He could feel something gushing out of his throat, his body was about to be activated, and the rest of the crew fell to the ground in pain.

At this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded, and 1002's deformed body was exploded and fell into the forest, and the desperate body tremor instantly became much smaller.

"Hurry, let's go!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Charles and the others quickly swung their oars and drove the wooden boat closer to the ship, and the sound of shelling in mid-air continued, covering for them.

"Captain, did we have anyone left on the ship? Who fired the cannon?" said the excited second officer.

"Woo~~!!" the whistle of the steamship sounded, and the narwhal, which was far away from the sea, approached the shore, which was the deck gun of the narwhal.

Charleston paused and said slowly, "No one on the ship ......"

The second mate was stunned. "There's no one on board, so who fired the cannon?"

Looking at the narwhal approaching rapidly, Charles patted the smooth hull with his hand in relief. "It was our ship that fired its own cannon, and it was also one of our companions. ”

As if hearing Charles's words, the narwhal let out a low whistle, and it was also activated by 1002.

Standing on the deck, watching the wailing 1002 crawl out of the woods again, the heart that hung in Charles's heart slowly fell, and finally it was all over.

"No, no, it's not over yet. Charles saw his pockets that were no longer moving.

Charles's hand reached over and retracted, he was afraid that he would open it and see a frightening scene.

The pocket moved on its own, and a cute white mouse head came out of it, with a somewhat confused expression. "Mr. Charles, how are we on the ship, what just happened??"

Relieved, Charles touched her head with his hand, "It's okay, it's all over." ”

Just as Charles was about to comfort and comfort his little gunner, Elizabeth leaned over with a nervous expression. "Have we slept since we first met?"

Charles was a little caught off guard by this question, and Lily retracted into her pocket playfully.

Facing Elizabeth's aggressive gaze, Charles looked away, "Why do you ask this question? You haven't explained why you're alone on this island." ”

Elizabeth didn't speak, she seemed to be suppressing some emotion, the expression on her face was not relaxed at all, she looked even more nervous than she had just been on the island.