139. Glory on the arm
The mage who was facing the three of Toth stared at the door with eyes that had never been closed until death, not daring to relax a little, as if there was something terrible there, and the expressions of the rest of the people were about the same, as if they had agreed on their duties, entrusted their backs to their companions, and at the same time guarded their companions' backs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Thoth resisted the urge to blow up this sea area, trembling and leaning over to lay them down one by one, while carefully observing the only room that was not affected by the explosion, the fine lines on the inner wall had not been completely extinguished, extending from the power core, it was precisely because of the discovery of the compound magic circle connected to the power source that Thoth dared to be sure that the explosion he inspired would not blow up the power room.
Stana obviously saw it more clearly than Toth, and said with a frown: "These lines can't be the ship's own, and the whole ship simply doesn't have enough power to sail after activating them." ”
"Of course it's not enough," said Toth, kneeling beside the corpse, pulling up the left hand of one of them, and saw that the inside of his forearm was full of messy knife marks, some of which had formed blood scabs, and some of which were still dripping with pale yellow liquid, and said with a gloomy face, "Otherwise, how would they have trapped this ship in the sea." ”
"What do you mean? Setting up a magic array that devours power, and then setting up a cracking method that can only be entered by detonating it, is completely about destroying the ship," Woods walked around the room, and found that detonating the magic array turned out to be their best option, and wondered, "You said they did it on purpose, but why did they do it?"
"There must be something that makes them choose to be trapped at sea, such as the fact that there are a few monsters on the ship that must not step into human society. Toth stood up and looked around, and there seemed to be a faint shadow connected under the wreckage of the chambers, "Maybe a large group." ”
"There's something on board, but, we've searched it twice, is there any creature that can escape the search of the three of us?" Woods retorted, with a look of disbelief.
"That's true, Toth," Stana said, nodding, "that you're just reaching the legendary mage, and you're more perceptive than these people lying on the ground combined." ”
"What if they never dodged, but just twisted things a little?" Thoth reminded with a pale cyan glow, "Think about it, why did you waste so much power on me using clarity." ”
"Clarity, isn't that what you asked?" Stana suddenly glared in disbelief, "Why did I forget this?
"No, our brains aren't so fragile yet," Toth asked, gesturing to the distant sea, "Look, what's there?"
"The sky, the sun, the clouds, the sea, the planks, the maintenance boats, hey, is it time to play a pantomime?" Woods asked with a dark face after Toth had denied several things in a row.
"You want to say, nose, right? Stana remembered what Toth had asked inexplicably, and said with relief: "We can always see our noses, but most of the time, we ignore them, and it's much easier than modifying our memories." ”
"So what kind of situation are we in now, surrounded by monsters?" was like a switch, and Stana felt that the neglected, forgotten, the experiences that had accumulated at the bottom of the memory were all back to the processing unit of the brain.
"Perhaps, if they can withstand the explosion just now. Toth smiled reluctantly, but when he saw several corpses lying on the ground, he smiled again and shouted into the empty ruins: "Let's ignore all anomalies, and only keep the purpose of 'we must open the power room', and want to open the power room with our hands, ha! I did what you expected, and I didn't dare to come out and talk!"
Before he could finish speaking, a silver-gray humanoid creature stepped out of their blind spot, and Toth saw that this guy was covered with red fleshy joints, and from time to time several joints broke open, oozing a thick orange-yellow liquid, and combined with the wrinkled silver-gray skin, there was an indescribable nausea.
Toth also noticed a familiar wave of magic coming from this guy, and sighed, "It seems that you are the one who triggered the counterattack ray and defense emblem?"
The guy mumbled indistinctly, as if someone was trying to speak after being stuck to his lips, and in fact it was exactly that, the part of the guy that could barely be called a skull, only a large joint capsule kept agitating, and Toth threw an orange over it and exploded in its entirety, splashing slime all over the ground.
The guy kept the same tone as if he hadn't heard it, and after Toth made a model of [Fluent Language], he understood what it had been saying: "You destroyed the Ark, and you even blew us all up, why are you so cruel, why can't you give us a little way to live." ”
"I'll give you a way to live, so who's going to give them hope?" Thoth brutally interrupted the guy's questioning, stretched out his left hand and volleyed it into the air, as if grabbing the monster's blasted joint wounds, and then pulled hard to peel off the skin on his entire head.
Then he breathed involuntarily, but fortunately, the other two were even more shocked, ignoring Thoth's brief gaffe, and what was exposed to the three of them was a human head without eyeballs, judging from the vaguely visible neckline clothing, it was the missing crew member who was wrapped in a silver-gray skin full of wrinkles.
"What do I want to say?" "By the way," Toth said with his mouth half-open, and with the powerful control power of the Holy Spirit, he controlled the magic power to envelop the sea water and pounce on the guy in front of him, "Don't put your dirty claws into my brain again!"
The frenzied chirping came to an abrupt halt, and layers of crispy hard shells continued to peel off the monster, leaving only a shriveled crew corpse.
"Is this?" Stana, who had seen everything, was a little puzzled by how easily he could deal with the monster, "and that's the end of it?"
Turning back to sit among the mage's corpses, Toth said, "Compared to the little element that is invisible in oranges, the almost endless ionic salts in the sea are devastating to the joints. Come out, don't just push out the wretched wretched, or a sea burial will be the best ending for you. ”
With Thoth's words, on the scattered deck that was blown up, there were constantly monsters that had lost part of their bodies coming out, and more of them were shattered, and they could only squirm in their most basic form, like a pool of viscous gelatinous body, which was somewhat similar to the Woods I saw drifting on the sea at the beginning.
It was dark in front of him, but Toth couldn't count the exact number of them, as if as long as his eyes took off them for a while, he would forget that he had seen them, and then he suddenly thought of the scratches on the arms of these mage corpses under his feet, and laughed at himself: "You are not as good as them, what kind of legend is this." ”
These mages didn't have the mental strength of their own, and they couldn't keep their attention focused to be immune to the weird abilities of those monsters, but they did everything they could in the gap between remembering and ignoring.
Toth couldn't imagine what would happen if those mages didn't notice the anomaly and took control of the power room in the first place, allowing these monsters to blend into human society. Every time they saw these monsters, they left a mark on their arms, and they used such a primitive method to seal everything they perceived and inform their later companions.
Every scar on their arms is a testimony to their glory.