In the silence of the room, it was as if only the sound of his own heartbeat remained.

Landry, who was inspecting the closet, suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

He turned around and found Lance standing there straight, his back bent and his shoulders shaking.

"What's wrong, Mr. Lance?" asked Landry in a low voice.

The other party did not answer him.

The eerie silence made Landry a little flustered, and he raised his voice: "Mr. Lance!"

With that, he slapped a hand on Lance's shoulder.

In the next second, Lance turned around suddenly, and the speed was so fast that Landry was startled!

However, what frightened Landry the most was that the one who turned around, Lance, with a glazed gaze and a blank face, seemed to not recognize himself at all.

"Lance...... Mr. Lance, what's wrong with you?" Landry nervously stepped back.

Unexpectedly, after the other party turned around, he quickly turned around and stared at the desk.

"Hell!" Landry cursed, and he quickly pulled out his staff, carefully aiming it at Lance.

He was a little hesitant, there was obviously something wrong with Lance in front of him, should he use a spell on him?

It's just that most of the spells on Rainbow Island are very offensive law witchcraft or elemental spells, and Landry has mastered this category. As for the spells against the supernatural, there are very few of them. If the spell is used rashly, it is likely to cause great damage to Lance's body.

This is a situation he does not want to see.

At this moment, a little girl's laughter suddenly came from behind him!

Landry was covered in sweat and hair and stood upside down. "Who's there!"

He immediately turned, his staff aimed at the dark hallway.

A red shadow suddenly swept past the door.

Landry gripped his staff tightly, sweating on his forehead. He glanced at Lance and rushed out of the city.

"I'm going to catch you! pretending to be a ghost!" Landry gritted his teeth, the tip of his staff shining brightly.

The entire corridor was shrouded in magical light.

However, to his disappointment, the place where the light shrouded was empty. The little girl who suddenly ran over just now is long gone.

"Damn!" he looked left and right for a while, but after all, he couldn't find any trace of the other party, so he could only give up in despair.

"Looks like the only way to go is to Mr. Lance, he must have fallen under some spell. I've got to figure out how to ......."

He thought to himself. As he prepared to walk back to his room.

In an instant, his footsteps stopped. Because suddenly, he found that there was not a single room door in the entire empty hallway!

The doors that had been opened on either side of the hallway. At this time, I don't know where the road has gone.

cramped in a cramped corridor. He was left alone, stunned.

A gust of wind came from behind.

......

bilge. Sacra stood there in silence.

In front of him. Two translucent figures repeat the mechanical movements.

One of them was a masked man with two horns on his head and a machete in his hand.

A girl dressed in red knelt on the ground. He was looking at Sacra with a sad face.

The man snorted softly, raised it high and slashed it, and slashed it hard!

In an instant, blood splattered and the girl's head fell to the ground.

The head rolled around the floor a few times, and it actually rolled under Sacra's feet. The girl's head was dead, and she stared at Sacra deadly.

She suddenly asked, "Why don't you save me?"

Sacra just looked at her and didn't speak.

The girl laughed strangely: "Don't you know how to speak, are you a dumb person?"

Sacra remained silent.

The girl stared at him with resentment and began to scream wildly—

But no matter how she moved, Sacra still stared at her intently.

Gradually, her screams began to grow weaker. The barbarian wizard's gaze made her feel a little frightened.

"Finished shouting?" Sacra asked calmly.

The girl sighed, and before she could answer, the barbarian wizard suddenly stretched out his right foot and stomped on the girl's head!

In an instant, her head shriveled down, and a large amount of brain pulp ran down Sacra's boots.

The man with the machete in his hand pounced frantically.

Sakla didn't move, and when the man rushed to his side ten feet, a strange wave suddenly burst across the man's body.

The sound of inferior clothes being torn sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the man's image collapsed.

The scenery in front of him fluctuated, and Sacra lowered his head to find that what he was stepping on was actually a ball of yarn.

Quietly, he reached out and touched both ears, and then found two soundproof earplugs.

"It's a very weak spirit, no wonder they hide and don't dare to attack us head-on. The barbarian wizard put away the earbuds, thought about it, and walked up to the second floor.

......

In the captain's room, the old man who was steadily manipulating the rudder suddenly stopped humming a little tune.

He was silent for a moment, then secured the rudder and walked out of the captain's room.

The moonlight shone on the deck, and it was a clear glow.

The translucent old man was standing on the deck, and a little boy in a blue suit suddenly ran out, pointed at him and asked, "Didn't you say that you are generally not allowed to leave this room?"

The old man kindly replied, "Of course, but you have to know that it is a normal situation!"

"What's different this time?" the little boy licked his lips excitedly, his tongue was scarlet, and there were dense barbs on it.

The barb licked his own lips, and suddenly there was a blur of flesh. The little boy continued to lick as if he didn't feel it, greedily licking his flesh.

"The five people this time are all real wizards, and two of them have excellent mental powers, and our illusions may not be effective against them. The old man sighed and said, "I can just feel that the little couple who are in charge of guarding the bilge have been killed?"

"You mean Sister Lucy and Brother Kalcy?" the little boy looked angry, "Let me deal with that tricky guy." I will avenge them. ”

"There's no need. The old man smiled and said, "Because I will do it myself." ”

"As for you. The other guy is also very troublesome. You can't be careless. ”

The little boy smiled and said proudly, "It's okay, he already has my [Negative Energy Toxin] on his feet, as long as he walks around the boat for a while, many things can accelerate the onset of the toxin." ”

"Well done. The old man complimented, "He's yours alone." ”

The little boy looked excited: "Really? That's great." ”

"I can't wait to eat him. ”

......

In the seaman's bedroom, Lance looked nervously at the dark room.

"How could the white crystal suddenly dim, what happened, and where did Landry go?"

These questions bothered him, and he suddenly felt like his head was huge.

At this moment, the picture on the oiled paper actually glowed with a faint blue light.

Lance leaned over and looked down. I was stunned to find that the baby that was originally drawn on the paper was gone!

The painting is clearly partially missing. There is only one mother left who is ready to breastfeed her baby.

Lance only felt numb all over, and his cold breath rushed to his head.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

The baby's cry suddenly rang out, and to Lance's surprise, the cry actually came from his belly!

He jerked his head down. But I found that the baby on the oil painting didn't know when the road began. It actually got into his stomach.

Lance found that the epidermis of his lower abdomen and ribcage had become transparent. He could easily see all the organs and blood vessels inside.

The baby wept and wept in Lance's belly for a while, and suddenly looked at Lance coldly, stretching out his tender palm. Grabbed Lance's intestines at once!

Lance's face changed, and the baby laughed and pulled Lance's intestines out of his stomach.

The pain pounded Lance's nerves, and he curled up feebly and slowly crouched down.

The baby triumphantly grabbed Lance's intestines, then reached out and grabbed Lance's heart at once.

Heart-rending pain came like a tidal wave.

Lance was almost unable to breathe in pain.

"How did he—how did he get into my body?!"

"If it's a spirit, how do you expel it?"

"That's not right...... Wrong...... This pain, ah......hh

Lance was horrified, but he still gritted his teeth and thought quickly: "Heart, it hurts...... It hurts. ”

"Wait!"

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong.

"My heart ......"

"Heart ......"

"This is indeed my heart. But now I have a demonic heart beating on my body! It's pitch black. ”

Lance suddenly realized that what he saw when he looked down was not real at all!

As he woke up from this thought, the baby's strange laughter suddenly stopped. It struggled to attack Lance's internal organs, but Lance felt no pain at all.

"It turned out to be a hallucination. This is the real illusion. Lance gradually understood.

It can be very difficult for others to determine whether they are hallucinating or not.

But for Reims, it was a very easy thing to do.

He continued to say in his heart: "Fox! fox!"

It has been a long time, and I have not heard a response from the main chip.

Lance smiled.

Now he can be sure that everything in front of him is an illusion. If it were true, it would be impossible for the main chip not to respond to his orders.

"If it's an illusion, then there must be a source for it. Lance groaned for a moment, ignoring the baby.

He walked quickly to the desk and tore off the piece of oiled paper neatly!

The baby screamed and turned into powder unwillingly. Suddenly the darkness was dispelled, and the light came again.

Lance took a deep breath and came to his senses.

At this moment, he only felt stiff, and his movements remained the same as the moment he opened the oiled paper.

The piece of oiled paper in hand was still undamaged on the desk. On the side is a bright white crystal.

The only difference is that instead of the weird oil painting on this oil paper, lines of font appear.

"Abyssal language. Lance judged the language and quickly began to read:

Hello, young demons or descendants of demons—or any other fortunate ones who know the language of the abyss. 】

[I am Saladin, a demon merchant. First of all, allow me to gloat at you, boy, that you're on a ghost ship. (To be continued......)

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