Chapter 112: The Lit Candle
The horror of the ghost ship is undeniable, even though the team has prepared many means, and even has four king-level ghost riders.
But after getting close to the ghost ship for a certain distance, all the means they prepared failed, and the ghost domain used to ensure that the body was suspended could not be opened, and in an instant, more than a dozen figures continued to fall from the air like dumplings, falling into the icy sea below.
Pure sea water is nothing, even the depths of the ocean can't pose any threat to their group of monsters.
The real trouble is the supernatural power contained in these seawaters, the cold and piercing waters are constantly surging, like a terrifying palm pulling the body, about to drag it into the abyss, although the spirit on the body has not fallen into silence, but is gradually breaking away from the control of the ghost rider.
"Hurry up and board the ghost ship, or find something to cling to on the side of the ship, and don't be stupid in the water unless you want to meet the hapless people from the past." Charles's figure echoed around, and he was the only one in the team who didn't fall overboard.
It's not because the means of preparation take effect, it's just that he has more information, after all, the planning of the ghost ship is not a matter of a day or two.
After entering the shadow ship's area of influence, he tried his best to adjust his position, "moved" towards the location in his memory, and with a little luck, grabbed a cable hanging from the ship, becoming the only one who survived.
As he spoke, Charles's crutches quickly lengthened, wandering at sea level, signaling the ghost riders who were soaking in the sea to hurry up and catch on.
The ghost rider who was already trying to get on the boat naturally would not let go of this opportunity, and soon, there were seven or eight people hanging on the crutches, all of whom were the strongest in this team, and the rescue of the weak had to be arranged later.
It's just that some people can't wait for rescue, and even Yang Jian in the later major events has the risk of being washed away by the supernatural in the sea, not to mention that these can only be regarded as elite ghost masters, and cannot be called the existence of strong people.
The spirit of oneself was carried away by the icy seawater, and the balance alone was enough to make the vitality of these people dissipate, and there was no time to wait for help to come.
In this tragedy, the only thing to be thankful for is probably that the ghost ship never rammed, otherwise the losses would have been worse.
Holding the crutches tightly, Charles kept climbing up the cable, and the ghost rider holding the crutches would also grab it when he approached the rope to lighten the burden for Charles.
One, two...... Soon, the ten ghost riders who were still alive boarded the ghost ship without even a little disturbance on the way, which made people feel a little incredible.
"Once you fall into the sea, there are eight fewer people, and you have to add the equipment on them, what a bunch of waste." Schwa's face was very gloomy, and the start was almost half less, which did not bode well.
"This is a very normal thing, this level of supernaturalism, we can't protect ourselves, not to mention those ghost masters whose strength can only be regarded as reluctant, if they die, they will die, and it won't be of much use anyway." The one who spoke was a man wrapped in bandages, he was still in the sea just now, and the bandages on his body were not a little wet, this was Diel, the ghost rider from Aiji, codenamed Pharaoh.
"People are dead, it's useless to say more, the priority is to find what we need, and the longer we stay on this ship, the greater the danger we face." Charles said that squad civil strife is okay, but it must not be now.
The rest of the ghost riders didn't speak, they didn't have the strength to participate in this level of dialogue, and it was easy to be targeted if they spoke out rashly, or rather, they were sent to death.
The rest of the king-level ghost rider is very weird, even on the ghost ship, the body is not fully manifested, just a black shadow with blurred facial features, and the sense of existence is also extremely low, which is a bit similar to Li Leping, the captain of the headquarters, so that several people talking to subconsciously ignore his existence.
"That's pretty much it, it's time for the head to come back." The ghost rider with a very low sense of presence said suddenly, immediately attracting the attention of the three people who were talking.
After a moment of silence, Charles suddenly said: "Be careful, after we get on the boat, we can no longer use the previous attitude to deal with the surroundings." ”
In less than a minute on board, they were hit, and the horror on this ship had surpassed what it had been before after years of cultivation and replenishment.
The wide deck was covered with stains, some from dried blood, some from alcohol, and more marks from the untold word.
The foul sea breeze blew on the deck, but it could not blow away the strong smell of corpses on the deck, and darkness always covered the ship, and only a few scattered dim lights could provide some light.
I don't know if it's an illusion, a few people always feel that something is staring at them in the dark, considering the special situation of the ghost ship, this is most likely true, even if it is just an illusion, it is estimated that it will not take long to become true.
"It's time to hit the road."
Pharaoh took a deep breath and walked to the front of the group, they all had different information, and the things they needed were not in the same place, so after exchanging information, they decided to make a priority for the time being.
Of course, in the process, they must have used the supernatural items to make a deal, and formulated a harsh punishment to prevent the person who completed the goal first from leaving the team.
The group boarded the ship not far from the stairs, and apart from the initial encounter, the group did not encounter any special circumstances.
The mutation occurred when the last person ascended the stairs, and the strange singing voice sounded abruptly, accompanied by the sound of musical instruments, and the mixed music did not belong to the category of human performance, even if the most advanced technology was used to design a "musical instrument", it was impossible to restore the tune perfectly.
"Don't stop, don't look back, act as if you don't exist."
The pharaoh's voice rang out in front of him, causing the wandering minds at the end of the line to suppress the somewhat "restless" heart and divert attention.
It's just that it's too late.
A group of lifeless people suddenly appeared on the empty deck, all of them turning their heads, staring at the team climbing the stairs with a pair of empty, dead eyes, and then, next to a strange figure in a tattered dress, suddenly appeared an identical figure, almost at the moment of appearance, that figure walked to the last ghost rider.
"Ah~!"
The last voice left by the ghost rider in the world was just a scream, everything happened too suddenly, and with some previous experience, even if the leaders were fully prepared, it would be difficult to rescue this unlucky person who was suddenly attacked.
"Go, leave him alone." Charles exclaimed, the dancing figures on the deck had been around for a long time, but there had been "never" a runaway of control, let alone a direct attack on someone.
The group sped up and walked up the rusty, creaking staircase, and the unlucky one, after dancing together for a while, gradually became part of the audience.
Soon, they reached the second level of the cabin, and through a narrow corridor where the Pharaoh's destination was the control room, and there was some standing water in the corridor, which several people deliberately avoided as they went, so as not to cause accidents.
There was no danger along the way, and everyone came to the control room, and the pharaoh walked in front, stopped in front of the control, and looked behind him: "I'll go in by myself." ”
No one objected, the weak are not qualified, the strong don't care, those who can follow Charles on the ghost ship have their own secrets, and they can cooperate in the process, but at the last moment, few people will want what they desire to be seen by others.
"Pay attention to yourself, we can't guarantee whether the captain is inside or not, if we hear some strange movements outside, we will leave directly, this is agreed in advance."
Pharaoh didn't answer, he entered the control room alone, he didn't delay too long, and nothing strange happened, and after three minutes, Pharaoh walked out of the control room with a natural expression, but the bandage on his chest was obviously bulging.
"The next place."
Charles's gaze swept over Pharaoh's body, and he didn't linger too long, and the next place was his destination.
"Pei, go ahead and lead the way."
A man carrying an old-fashioned lantern walked briskly out of the crowd, with Charles following closely behind.
They were about to enter a bottomless dark passageway, on both sides of the passage were rooms, some doors were open, some were abandoned, some were intact, but they were not opened, and they could see several rooms with lights on, and the dim light shone through the cracks in the door, the only bit of light in the darkness.
Going deep into the cabin, on this ghost-infested ship, was no easy task, and even as soon as they stepped into the aisle, they felt unspeakable fear, and with every step they took, they felt that their lives were seriously threatened.
It's hard to imagine that this is just the beginning, and if you go deeper, this suffocating sense of despair alone can cause serious mental problems for some ghost riders.
"I repeat, don't move." Charles's indifferent voice echoed in the aisle, and purple lightning flew out from the tip of the cane and struck directly on the arm of a man.
"Click~!"
The intense pain overcame the rising greed, and the person who was hit immediately made a decision, directly breaking the arm, the pale bone stubble, and the blood that kept spilling, adding a bit of bloody terror to this already gloomy environment.
What's even more weird is that the broken arm, the palm of the hand is still holding the doorknob, and it is even constantly turning the old handle.
"Crunch~!"
Charles's stop did not take effect, and the moment his hand was on the handle, the spirit in the room was already restless, and now it was even more irrepressible.
"Damn it."
Shi Wa's face was gloomy, and his tall body blocked the door, protecting the ghost rider with the severed hand behind him, he was not so kind, but they were very few now, only nine people, excluding their four leaders, then there were only five cannon fodder left.
Although it is just cannon fodder, it can't be consumed wantonly, it has to be used at key points, and the previous ones have no way to save it, so they can only be stopped, and now these can't be like this.
The door was wide open, and nothing strange appeared, which did not make Shiwa let his guard down, and motioned for the ghost riders behind him to walk quickly, until he was at the end of the line, he stepped forward, half entered the room, and grasped the doorknob to close the door.
The overwhelming dust suddenly appeared, and in an instant, half of Shiwa's body was enveloped, and the terrifying power involved his body, and soon, his whole person was forcibly dragged into the room, and with a loud roar, the door closed tightly.
"What does that mean, Schwaze?" Pharaoh was a little stunned, apparently, he didn't expect Shiwa to be dragged into the room.
"It's just a surprise attack, it's just the first part of the cabin, and if Swa's room is here, I won't invite him to come with us." Charles said calmly, but the three pharaohs were personally selected and persuaded by him, and their strength was still guaranteed.
Sure enough.
After more than ten seconds, the closed door of the room was suddenly opened, and while the surrounding ghost riders were on alert, Shiwa's tall figure slowly walked out.
He was a little embarrassed, his body was covered with dust, there were a lot of blood stains, and his clothes were almost completely gone, which showed that the ten seconds just now were not so good.
There was an old wooden bed in the room, the wooden bed was facing the door, and the bed was thick with dust, and on top of the dust sat a thin corpse, and on the corpse's chest there was a terrible fist print, deeply sunken in, which was the mark left by Schwa.
"Only this time, the next time someone makes a low-level mistake, it's not a matter of one hand, and I don't care if you're affected by the supernatural." Schwana's oppressive gaze wandered over everyone, and the ghost rider with the severed hand turned even pale, not daring to say anything.
"Keep walking."
Charles said calmly, his state of mind quickly adjusted, but this calm tone was more frightening than Schwa's threat.
A series of accidents and undisguised deterrence greatly improved the efficiency of this team, and it didn't take long for them to disappear into the dark aisles, never to be seen again.
At this moment, three figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the aisle, and stood in the direction of several people for more than ten seconds before turning around.
Wang Chaling walked quickly to the control room, the control room was dark and dim, but it did not affect Wang Chaling's observation, there was nothing special in the control room, most of the facilities were found on ordinary ships, but the ghost ship was particularly dilapidated, and even in an abandoned state.
"The rudder disappeared, was it a man, or was it the captain?" Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, and when he entered the range of the ghost ship, because of the help of the revenant, he boarded the ship smoothly, much earlier than that team.
It's just that they've been scouring the deck and some small rooms before, so they get to the inside of the control room after them.
"Such a team searching the ghost ship will definitely cause some anomalies, and maybe lead the captain out, but unfortunately my situation does not allow me to waste time like this."
The power of facing the ghost ship lies in the revenant, and it is impossible for Wang Chaling to grasp the superimposed state of the revenant for a long time, so he can only use some more radical methods.
Thinking of this, Wang Chaling took out five white ghost candles, lit them one by one, moved around the ghost ship, and put the five white ghost candles separately.
White candles attract ghosts.
It is impossible for the ghost ship to suppress all the ghosts, and there are always some ghosts that can move a little, or even be in a free state.
(End of chapter)