143 The golden torrent that swept in
"Wait a minute, what's that sound?" said Orner.
On the beach, the sailors were still shouting slogans and trying to drag the hull of the boat, the wind and waves were surging on the sea, the wind was shouting in the sky, the thunder was gusting, and the rain was like a waterfall bursting the embankment, smashing on the sea, bringing a loud and loud sound.
But in his ears, he clearly heard a burst of other sounds, very faint, even surrounded by countless noisy natural environmental sounds, this faint sound even made people feel a little harsh.
Graff heard Orna's voice, after all, it was the captain's words, and he naturally stopped.
"Voice?" Graff was stunned for a moment, he was about to ask what the sound was, but the next moment, he also noticed a strange sound in his ears.
The sound seemed to come from behind him, it seemed to be the cry of something, very harsh, and like the sound of something rolling, rumbling incessantly, and these voices were getting louder and louder, as if they were getting closer and closer to themselves, the only thing that was certain was that it was not thunder.
He turned his head suspiciously, looking at the distant canyon channel at the stern of the boat, and he froze at the mere glance.
It turned out that in the canyon behind the stern, something seemed to be rolling in the water, and they were far away, because the dense fog in the canyon was not dispersed by the sea breeze, so it was not clear to see clearly.
Captain Orna saw the first mate turn his head, and then showed this expression, and he also understood that this movement was probably coming from behind him, so he also turned around.
The scene in front of him also frightened Orna, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "What the hell is this!?"
The thing in the sea moved very fast, and it moved forward more than ten meters in an instant, but what it was, it was still not very clear, only the strange sound seemed to become louder and louder, and became more and more harsh.
Orna rubbed his eyes and looked at them carefully, oh my God, there seemed to be more than one thing in the water, but a group, dense, countless, like a school of fish, constantly moving forward, sometimes out of the water, as if avoiding the reef on the bottom of the sea, countless things kept fluttering and rolling, like a rapid wheel, with countless splashes, rushing towards the hull of the ship.
Before Orner could figure out what it was, Graff was the first to react.
I saw that he didn't say a word, but went directly to the alarm bell in the stern, shook the bell fiercely, and shouted at the shore as he shook it: "Enemy attack, enemy attack, everyone hurry back to the deck!"
It was all too familiar to Graff, after all, it had left a strong impression on him just a few days ago, it was the cry of a mermaid, so piercing that it seemed to pierce the eardrum.
The sound of the bell reverberated across the sea, and to this day, Graff was still shaking, and the sailors rarely heard Graff's voice, but everyone knew that something must have happened.
In fact, the sound of this urgent news only needs to be heard by one person, and after a few moments, all the sailors on the beach are shouting the words of enemy attack, and they all go down the gangway, or rope, back to the deck.
Just as the sailors were climbing the deck, the guys in the distant fog finally broke out of the fog and appeared on the waterway as far as the eye could see.
Ornar stares, merfolk!
He scolded secretly: "Damn, these guys, if they don't come early or late, they just come to find trouble at this time." ”
Even the mages in the cabin who were sheltering from the rain heard the sound of the alarm bell and rushed to the deck.
They looked in the direction of the stern and felt a tingling in their scalps.
One or two, or one or twenty merfolk, weren't terrible for sailors who had drunk anti-illusion potions. Even if this number is increased to one or two hundred, for the sailors, it may be enough to grit their teeth and desperately hold the deck. But once the number is too large to count, it will be like a flood that bursts the levee, and there is no chance to run.
The scene in front of them was like this, in front of them, a golden torrent composed of mermaids, their bodies, the golden scales were extremely dazzling, and they kept rolling on the surface of the waterway, directly filling the entire waterway.
This scene gives people the illusion that for the mermaids, it seems that the surface of the waterway in front of them is land, and they are an army marching extremely fast on land, and where they pass, the gray water surface that was originally reflected in the dense fog instantly becomes golden.
Not to mention the people who had stayed on the ship, even the sailors who had not yet boarded the deck, they had clearly seen the scene behind the ship, and they were shocked by this scene one by one.
At this time, most of the sailors had not yet boarded the deck, or stood on the land, or hung on ropes, or on the gangway, and seeing this scene, many people's hearts began to retreat, and they wanted to retreat to the land.
After all, the current Salvation is stuck on the reef, although it can be dragged out as long as it works hard for a while and a half, but now there is no such time, right? Once surrounded by the army of mermaids, there is no way to go to land to pull the boat, and even if it can be pulled out now, what can it do?
Not everyone feels safe on land, seeing this scene, and some people want to return to the deck quickly, in their opinion, the only chance to survive is to fight to hold the deck, this sea is a place where mermaids are haunted, as long as you have a boat in your hand, it is very simple to escape from the entanglement of mermaids, just leave here.
But once they stay on land, in this mermaid-infested sea, die in their stomachs, it is only a matter of time.
The sailors are not blind, and the changes on the sea in the distance almost tell everyone that there is a storm ahead, and it is not small. In the back, there are groups of mermaids, to put it bluntly, no matter what, as long as you continue to stay on the ship, it is a dead end, so, in this case, there are many sailors who feel safe on land.
People who think both things don't get on the boat in order, so contradictions inevitably occur.
The people above wanted to come down, and the people below wanted to go up, and at this moment, the efficiency of the sailors boarding the ship was instantly reduced to a minimum.
Many sailors, seeing that there was no way out, simply stepped on the hull of the boat, jumped backwards, and fell towards the sea or the soft sand. Of course, there were some unlucky people who crashed into the reef and died on the spot.
There are also some people who are reluctant to go on land, and they are also taken down by these people who just let go.
However, at this time, there was no time for the sailors to think, and the mermaid army had reached the back of the ship, and a golden monstrous wave swept towards the Salvation.
At the same time, a myriad of noisy, piercing shrieks converged, and people's ears were completely filled with this cacophony, and the sound of the wind, rain, thunder, and waves was long gone.