We Agreed To Set Sail and Become the Ruler of the Deep Sea? - #123 - Chapter 123: Tentacles in the mist! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Chapter 123 Tentacles in the Mist! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

 After breaking into the thick fog lingering on the sea, Xia En’s first feeling was that it was sticky.

The humidity of the surrounding air has increased to an exaggerated level. There is even a sticky moist feeling on the surface of the body, and water droplets are constantly emerging on the deck and mast.

　To put it bluntly, it’s a bit like “returning to the south” in a certain area in the previous life.

at the same time.

 The visibility of the surrounding seas and the traveling speed of the [Black Swan] have been significantly reduced.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

Shaan exhaled gently to keep himself calm and calm.

 Entering this fog does not mean that the [Black Swan] is safe.

According to the rumors on the Seven Seas, there are all kinds of dangers and mysteries in the uncertain fog on this sea.

 In fact, this is also the reason why the “Blood Duke” and its **** ships dared to enter the fog to pursue.

Angelo quickly recognized the sound and was surprised: “Someone opened fire?”

at this time.

“[Purple Feather], continue heading east.”

 Songs of sirens, seductive visions, giant beasts hiding within…

That nightmarish ship will harvest any living thing it encounters to satisfy its never-ending emptiness and loneliness.

 Not just him, other sailors also had this reaction.

It is precisely because of these legends that many captains regard the foggy sea as a restricted area and are unwilling to approach it.

 An uneasy and restless atmosphere quietly enveloped the entire Purple Feather.

Furthermore, the opponent’s crew is smaller and the error tolerance is lower.

Angelo frowned. As an experienced captain, he knew very well that this kind of environment would keep the crew’s morale low and their combat capabilities significantly reduced.

 …

 At this distance, they could barely observe the hull of their companions.

 Using this thick fog as a cover, the relationship between hunters and prey is about to be reversed!

Captain Angelo immediately responded: “Yes!”

 He was not surprised by this.

Angelo cheered up and was about to stimulate the crew with a bounty, when he suddenly heard a suppressed roar coming from the thick wall of fog.

 “It’s not right to go on like this.”

 After ending the call, Angelo looked at the thick fog on the sea with some ominous premonition in his heart.

　　咚!

 The sound was like the collision of something heavy.

He knew that there was a compass relic on the Blood Duke that could determine the enemy’s approximate position, so he did not raise any questions.

 With the lessons learned from the “Tiexi”, the captains of the three **** ships no longer dared to look down upon this solitary enemy ship.

Some people even say that there is an empty ghost ship wandering in this fog.

 So, it will also become an obstacle to the pursuit of the [Blood Duke]!

 But right now…

“The next step is to see who can survive to the end.”

“Anyway, this fog is too big.”

In the captain’s cabin of the Purple Feather, a hoarse and distorted sound came from the special extraordinary item [sound transmission device].

Xia En sensed that the ship marked with the [Secret Mark] started to move again and gradually tended to get closer.

 “In such a thick fog?”

Xia En looked at the white fog behind him, but a chill flashed in his eyes.

However, like the mist, they treat every ship that breaks into this place equally.

 Once the [Black Swan] appears in sight, they can use the communication device on the ship to inform each other and quickly complete the encirclement.

Three **** ships are advancing at a dizzying pace.

 “After discovering the target ship, report to me as soon as possible!”

 In the white mist that swells and contracts.

The moist mist sticks to people’s bodies, making them instinctively feel uncomfortable and even a little irritable.

 The only good news is that the Black Swan will also be affected by the fog.

 “Did you really catch up?”

 …

Whether it is the “blood sacrifice curse” or the “storm goddess’s blessing”, it is enough to show the determination of the [Blood Duke] to pursue him.

 In his opinion, no matter how reckless the captain is, he would not make such a stupid decision.

The hit rate and accuracy of artillery in this era are pitiful. In normal sea areas, whether you can hit or not is a matter of luck.

And by opening fire rashly in this fog, apart from exposing his position, Angelo really couldn’t think of any other use!

“The captain of the [Black Swan] must have lost his temper!”

 “This is your chance to take him down!”

 After a brief surprise, Angelo showed a touch of ecstasy on his face, and immediately gave the order to move in the direction of the sound of the cannon.

 But suddenly, a slightly panicked voice came from the sound transmission device.

 “This is Cliff, the captain of the Ice Flower!”

“[Hyohwa] was under shelling! The hull was shot!”

 “Asking for support! Asking for support!”

Angelo’s eyes widened slightly and he murmured in disbelief: “How is that possible?”

How can a master gunner be able to hit accurately in such dense fog?

 Or is this just an accident?

　　Boom!

 Another slightly distorted roar came from the sound transmission device.

Different from the vague sound through the wall of fog, this time Angelo clearly heard the sound of the cannonballs falling on the deck.

 It was also mixed with the screams and shouts of the sailors.

 One cannonball hit can be considered a coincidence, but two hits obviously cannot be explained by “coincidence”. “Cliff, hold on, I’m rushing towards you!”

Angelo said seriously, trying to calm the other person’s emotions.

　　咚! Boom! Boom!

However, the loud noise of several consecutive shells completely drowned out Angelo’s words.

  Communication with the sound transmission device also seemed to be temporarily interrupted due to vibrations.

After a while, a low sob sounded again along with the murmur of “呲呲”.

 Angelo felt heavy and asked, “Cliff, are you okay?”

“…barely still alive…呲呲…A shell just landed in the captain’s cabin…the sound transmission device was slightly damaged…”

 “How did he target us?”

“Oh no, damn! There’s something weird about these shells…”

 “They, they are alive!”

 The captain of another **** ship also joined the communication: “What? A living cannonball?”

 “Are you sure you’re right?”

 “Absolutely true!”

Cliff’s voice was trembling, with fear in his tone: “They are eating the deck, squirming, whispering… squeaking…”

“What a filth and blasphemy…”

“Storm goddess above…Shasha…please protect us…”

The captain’s trembling voice came along with the noise caused by the damaged sound transmission device.

What made Angelo even more horrified was that he seemed to hear a faint, vague whisper among the chaotic sounds.

Just listening to this sound, he could even imagine—

Some kind of weird and terrifying thing is crawling on the deck of the Ice Flower, polluting the poor ship wantonly.

Angelo swallowed and said with difficulty: “Calm down, hold on a little longer, we will be there soon…”

However, the comfort of words seems extremely weak at this moment.

And the captain named Cliff was at the breaking point mentally.

　　Boom!

 Suddenly, another loud noise, different from the shelling, came from the sound transmission device.

What followed was the “squeak” sound of the deck being squeezed and torn, as well as the horrified shouts and screams of the sailors.

 “Oh my God, what is that?”

“It looks like a tentacle! It’s a tentacle with eyes!”

“Don’t look at them, you’ll go crazy!”

Angelo’s heart became cold and he quickly asked: “What happened?”

“Captain Cliff, please answer! Captain Cliff, please answer!”

 After a brief noise, Cliff’s voice sounded again, but there was only despair in the voice.

 “It’s over…Shasha…[Binghuahao] is over…”

 “Monster…that ship is a monster…”

“He has set his sights on us…呲呲…We can’t escape!”

 “We are all going to die… we are all going to die… rustle… we are all going to die!”

 Subsequently, there was a sound like a blade cutting flesh.

 “Captain Cliff? Captain Cliff!?”

 Angelo called his name again, but there was no response.

Until a moment later, another voice with a vibrato sounded: “I am the first mate of the [Binghua], the captain… committed suicide…”

 Before the first mate finished speaking, his voice dropped as if he was being strangled by the throat.

 “Hurry…escape…”

He only had time to send out the last warning, and the communication of the [sound transmitting device] was interrupted, leaving only a blind sound of “rustling”.

 At the end of this communication, Angelo and the other crew members in the captain’s cabin felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

 There was a kind of depression and fear that was frozen in silence.

At this time, the lookout on the deck shouted loudly: “Report to the captain! We are approaching the [Hyohwa]!”

“Wait a minute, there’s something wrong with it…”

Hearing this, Angelo immediately rushed to the deck and looked at the shadow of the ship not far away.

On the foggy sea surface, several thick dark tentacles emerged from the sea surface, clinging to or wrapping around the hull of the “Binghua”, climbing onto its deck, constantly rolling and beating, and the ship was The boat is dragged into the deep sea!

Countless fangs and eyeballs grow on those tentacles, emitting chilling friction and whispers.

 Intense fear gripped Angelo’s heart like a big hand.

Profane and filthy murmurs echoed in his ears.

 “Goddess, what on earth is that…”

But for a moment, Angelo looked at the Ice Flower again, but there were no deep and dark tentacles at all.

There was only one ship, the Ice Flower, which was completely devastated, with its hull and deck severely damaged, and it was sinking into the sea.

 “Where are those tentacles?”

 Angelo muttered to himself doubtfully.

The sailor next to him asked strangely: “Captain Angelo, where are the tentacles?”

“Aren’t those the scars caused by cannonballs?”

“What!?”

Angelo rubbed his brows, unable to tell for a moment whether the scene he just saw was an illusion or a scene that really happened.

　　Boom!

At this moment, a sudden roar interrupted Angelo’s thinking.

 He raised his head, looked at the cannonballs falling from the sky, and smiled sadly.

 “Now, is it my turn?”

 (End of this chapter)