"Vice Captain Helen, what to do now, these monsters are dragging us and we can't leave at all. Captain Naqi looked anxious, "Now that the sea has not stopped, those evil things dare not come out, but if we run aground any longer, we will have no chance." ”

"Now ask me, what can I do?" Helen was also gritting her teeth, "Chop these damn vines with all her might!"

It was clear to everyone that they, as mortals, were powerless against these anomalous things.

"Oops, the vines are entangled in the mast!" As soon as these words fell, she felt a shock in the hull of the ship, accompanied by a loud noise, Helen turned her head in disbelief, and one of the tail masts fell down, smashing into the sea alive, stirring up a large wave.

"It's over. Helen said.

Everyone's faces were ugly, even the mast was broken, and it was even more difficult for them to set sail again. Unless it's fixed, it can be ...... Look around, the dark sea, the eerie vines, and the ubiquitous cold smell.

Can they repair the hull of a ship in such an environment?

The answer is no.

In the midst of the despair, Captain Alwyn stepped forward, his expression serious, but at least not utterly dejected.

Alwyn: "Leave that alone, and clear the vines with all your might." At least we'll have to drag it until Master Pat comes. ”

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, the wizard was the embodiment of wisdom, and he must have a way. With such hope, began to fight again against the vines on the ship.

Only Helen and Arwyn looked at each other, and it was unknown whether Master Pat would survive the siege of the thirteen enemies?

Even if he had survived, would he have been able to find them in time and save them?

All they can do now is to keep the crew from completely losing hope. But they themselves have already understood that the road ahead is hopeless and there is little hope.

Helen closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "It's going to be fine, don't give up! After expelling the vines, when it is dawn, we will start repairing the hull!"

"Understood!" shouted the sailors in unison.

The work of clearing the vines is not easy to do, these vines seem to be alive, and they are so powerful that all they can do is to chop them with their dexterity.

Although the vines would lose their vitality once they were cut down, they found that as the vines pulled the Conch towards the island, more and more vines seemed to grow around them, like inexhaustible weeds.

And the thick dark death aura around them was constantly draining their fighting spirit, and when they got to the back, although the swords in their hands were still chopping, their faces began to stiffen, and they became more and more pale and weak.

Helen and Alwyn are both very strong-willed people, and they can still hold on to their beliefs without being corroded, but looking at the expressions of the people around them, they can't help but despair: "This is one of the most dangerous seas...... Will we really survive?"

Even when they began to doubt themselves, the vines around the ship became even more arrogant.

A vine, larger and thicker than before, suddenly rose high and wrapped around the lookout in plain sight.

The mast on which the lookout stands is the ship's mainmast! If the mainmast fails, it will be enough to smash the entire ship!

"Don't!" Helen shouted.

But the vine didn't understand what the others meant, and just rolled up its long whip tail, and with a "click" sound, the mainmast broke in the middle and smashed down to the deck.

Helen and Arwyn were on deck at this time, and the shadow of the falling mainmast had covered them both.

"It's really over this time...... Helen's mind began to recall the events of these years, she was nearly middle-aged, lonely, all the memories were all at sea, and in the end she would also be buried in the sea, as if this was her life.

The last thing that flashed through Helen's mind was a lazy middle-aged man.

"Master Pat...... Sorry for not fulfilling my promise. Helen muttered to herself, a crystal teardrop gently sliding from the corner of her eye.

With a loud bang, the surroundings fell silent for a moment.

"Is it over, so I'm dead now?" the words flashed through Helen's mind, but she didn't seem to feel pain.

Helen tried to open her eyes, and a faint hazy light flickered before her eyes.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that it was Captain Arvin, carrying a lamp tube filled with fluorite, shining on her.

She turned her head to look around, and found that she was still on the deck, and the expressions of the sailors nearby suddenly changed from their original stiffness to agility.

"I'm not dead, what's the matter?" Helen said softly.

"Master Pat saved us. Alvin's eyes glistened with tears of excitement, "He's coming, we're saved!"

When Helen heard this, she suddenly looked up.

I saw that under the black oppressive clouds, a giant beast with a burning tail was hovering in the sky, and every time it flapped its huge wings, flames scattered, scorching the nearby vines, and those flames seemed to be conscious, and they did not touch the conch in the slightest.

"This beast, it seems to be the ...... Seabirds?" Helen remembered that not long ago, they were separated from Lord Pat, and the seabird flew into the air and turned into this half-eagle, half-lion and blazing sky beast.

Helen raised her hand and covered the strands of hair running down her forehead to look closely.

On the back of the giant beast, a man who seemed to be covered in flames, changed his usual lazy appearance, and scolded Fang Xuan, and the black and foul-smelling vines were all turned to ashes.

Helen was like Alwyn, tears slowly welling up in her eyes.

Master Pat once again pulled them back from the abyss of death, a kindness that none of them will probably forget in their lifetime.

When the flames around the Yunluo slowly disappeared, and no vines dared to appear within a radius of a hundred meters, Angel slowly descended from mid-air.

After a rubber-like "pop" sound, accompanied by thick white smoke, Toby changed from a "raging griffin" to a soft little seabird in an instant.

It seems that Toby is a little uncomfortable because of the lack of clothes. It immediately slipped into Angell's breast pocket, and by the time it flew out again, it was already dressed in a cow doll costume. - This is also what Ingres has been refining these days, and it is also painted with dustproof and waterproof magic patterns.

After a whisper of praise to Toby, Angel turned to look at the messy Conch.

"In the blink of an eye, it looks like a lot has happened. Ingres snorted and walked over to Helen, whose eyes were glinting.

I don't know if it was a weak heart, guilt or other emotions, Helen lowered her head and whispered, "My lord, I disappointed you." ”

Ingres waved his hand and didn't say anything, but asked Captain Alvin, "This sea area shouldn't be the Xialu Ridge, right?"

Alwyn nodded helplessly: "When the hurricane was halfway through, there was a change of direction. We did not borrow the wind to blow to the Xialu Ridge, but were blown into other seas by the winds that changed direction......"

At this point, everyone else around him, whether Helen or the sailors, all looked gloomy.

"Where is this?"

Arwyn was silent for a moment, his lips trembling as he spat out a name.

"Sea of Ghosts?" Ingres turned his head to look into the dark depths of the island, and those malicious peeps did not disappear from Toby's firelight earlier, but became more and more.

At this time, Captain Naqi suddenly shouted: "The hurricane is completely unfelt, the waves on the sea have stopped!"

With the appearance of these words, in the darkness, a white shadow with a miserable white light suddenly emerged from the island. A terrifying countenance, bleak eyes on the Yunluo.

This is...... Undead?!

There is more than one, the whole island is floating out of the undead one after another, if you look down from the sky, the light point of Bai Sensen is like a firefly, and it is quite beautiful. But when you look closely, you can feel the terrifying yin wind and the evil thoughts that make people lose their hearts.

In the face of this seemingly boundless undead, all the sailors on the ship were terrified and trembled. Helen choked as well, she remembered that Lord Roman had said that this kind of undead who had no intelligence and only knew how to kill was called the undead, and it was a terrifying thing that even he could not do anything about.

The undead that Lord Roman can't deal with, there is more than one here, and even the undead are densely packed at a glance.

Helen only felt a little dizzy before she escaped from the tiger's mouth, but the next second she found herself falling into an even more terrifying abyss.

Are they destined to fall here today?

At this time, a clear and cold voice suddenly sounded: "It seems that we have arrived at a terrible place." ”

Helen jerked her head back, and it was Master Pat beside her who spoke. For some reason, Helen heard a little excitement from his words.

"My lord, these are not ordinary souls, they are all undead, what should we do now?" Helen asked tentatively.

Angel jumped to the bow of the boat, looked at the undead who seemed to be like phosphorus fire, and a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth: "It's not the soul that is just right! ”

Angel threw the rickets onto the deck: "Toby, you watch this guy for me." Leave these undead to me to deal with. ”

With that, Angel took out the Undead Overture from the bracelet and aimed it at a pile of undead nearby.

The undead also seemed to notice that the humans in front of them were attacking them, and they wanted to slowly eat away at these prey that happened to visit, but at this time they couldn't help it, and roared wildly, and lines similar to protruding blood vessels appeared around their white eyes, howling out a terrifying sound.

The people on the boat immediately showed signs of dizziness.

Unaffected, Angel fired a shot at the undead.

The air seemed to ripple outward, and before the undead could react, the row of nearly a dozen undead turned into green smoke and disappeared.

At this time, Helen was also a little sober, and she also saw the scene outside, her eyes widened.

Didn't Lord Roman say that even he was difficult to deal with?, and why, under Lord Pat's attack, these undead were like mowing grass, and they were powerless to fight back?

So...... Lord Pat is actually much stronger than Lord Roman?

Helen suddenly remembered that not long after setting sail, she stumbled upon her evaluation of Lord Pat from Lord Roman: Rubbish.

Now that I think about it, he's actually a waste himself, right?

While Helen was thinking wildly, the sailors around her began to cheer, thinking that this was the end, but it turned out that these undead were simply vegetables in Angels' hands, and the mood of falling to the bottom rose again!

Helen also looked over at this time, and she found that Master Pat seemed to be addicted to killing, and she was still not satisfied with killing hundreds of undead in a short time, and she actually rushed directly to the pile of undead with a strange weapon.

While killing the undead, large flames burst out from his hands, scorching those foul-smelling vines.

The fire was dazzling, and the gunfire was deafening.

While everyone was still immersed in this romance that belonged to men, Ingres had returned to the side of the ship.