Horror Studio

"You must leave the Blue Pearl. This high temperature is not a temperature that humans can bear." Marshall ran out of the cabin. Perhaps the sudden high temperature stopped the turbulence. In short, the Blue Pearl at this time seemed to be driving. The same on a calm sea.

Coming to the deck, several murlocs stood here, but now these murlocs have no interest in Marshall at all.

They are also running away, and are more afraid of the sudden heat than Marshall.

In just two seconds, Marshall felt like he was wet from the rainstorm. On the side of the Blue Pearl, the ghost ship is moving away from the Blue Pearl. Although this ship is not as refined as the Blue Pearl, it is larger than the Blue Pearl, and the overall shape is bolder.

If the Blue Pearl is like a finely crafted work of art, then this ghost ship is a beast running in the wasteland.

A flash of lightning shone the entire sky.

Marshall saw an octopus standing on the deck of the ghost ship. What made Marshall even more noticed was that the octopus was standing upright on the deck, and there was a crown on his head. There was a blue one in the center of the crown. Prismatic gems.

Although in this case, Marshall cannot see clearly, the gem on the crown has a unique magical power that attracts Marshall’s attention. This situation is like looking up at the blood moon on Hefang Island, but it is not so obvious. That's it.

The lightning stopped. Before the thunder came, Marshall had jumped over the railing and into the Villefort.

The cold water surrounded Marshall. The side of his body that fell into the sea was a little painful, but he quickly recovered. Marshall got out of the sea, and there was nothing to borrow from around him. Marshall had to slowly stroke with both hands to prevent himself from sinking.

"If this continues, even if I am not killed by the murlocs, I will freeze to death in the sea and must go to the ghost ship." After figuring it out, Marshall slowly swam towards the ghost ship.

Soon, a shadow appeared near Marshall.

"Is it a murloc?" Marshall stopped and took a deep breath in response to the dark shadow's sneak attack.

When Sombra approached him, Marshall kicked it out.

"Ouch!"

A familiar voice came into Marshall's ears, "Father Marshall, it's me, Robert."

Robert got out of the sea, rubbing the place where Marshall had just kicked him with his right hand.

"What are you doing sneaky?" Marshall asked.

"I'm very happy to see Father Marshall you alive, so I made a joke..." Robert's voice became smaller and smaller, "I didn't expect you to be so cruel."

"You are lucky. I don't have weapons on my body, otherwise you might be dead now." Marshall paused when he said, "Are you okay? What about the rest?"

"I met some crew members on the road, they had guns, so I was with them, but we did not go to the wheelhouse, because there were too many murlocs, and they kept coming from the ghost ship, so in the end we chose to stick to one. Place. Then, not knowing what was going on, the murloc gave up the attack, but turned to escape. Soon, we also understood that the murloc was to avoid the sudden high temperature. Finally, we also jumped off like the murloc. The Blue Pearl." Robert answered Marshall's question.

"You didn't meet Jenny and the others? Where's Ken?" Marshall continued to ask.

"No." Robert shook his head.

"Let's go to the ghost ship first. Although it is also dangerous, it is better than being in the sea all the time." Marshall said to Robert.

"Well, it's just... how do we go up? Can't we be saved by the murloc?" Robert was curious.

"You shouldn't worry about this. There are many marine plants, such as kelp, on the hull of the ghost ship. With these plants, we may be able to board the ship without being spotted by the murlocs." Marshall pointed to the ghost not far away. ferry.

At this time, the ghost ship had stopped and seemed to be watching the follow-up development of the Blue Pearl.

The two swim side by side towards the ghost ship.

"The high temperature reminds me of Jenny's palm and the black bug found under Jenny's bed. Maybe there is a connection between the two, but now Douglas has sacrificed himself. At least, there is no reason from him. If you must continue to pursue the truth, you can only go to the island Douglas said, find the tribe, find the triangular cave, and then go through the cave made of diamonds to the Diamond Sea to find the hidden truth inside."

"On the Diamond Sea, what the crew saw and experienced is completely unclear. Looking at it now, the only chance may be to find Ken or the rest of the old crew. The possibility of knowing the truth from them should not be great. , But they should be able to draw a range."

Just as Marshall was thinking, the hull of the Blue Pearl began to change ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The blue and white color gradually turned black, not the ink-like black of the night, but the scorched yellow-black, but from From a distance, this change is not fast, and it can even be said to be a bit slow.

Along the way, crew members were constantly attacked by underwater murlocs, but Marshall and the two were very lucky. They did not encounter murloc attacks until they reached the side of the ghost ship.

The two climbed the kelp. Although the surface was very slippery, it was not very difficult to climb because of the large number.

In the end, the two found a damaged place and got into the ghost ship.

"Exhausted." Robert lay on the ground, not wanting to move at all.

Marshall's situation was not much better, but he still observed the room.

This seems to be a showroom for trophies, or more accurately a showroom for human weapons. Many swords are still in the corners like rubbish, and some are even rusted, and they are no longer the same as in the past. But for these, Marshall is not very interested. Compared with firearms, the power of swords is too dependent on the individual's ability.

"My skill is only a little better than ordinary people. If even the owner of these weapons can't get rid of the murlocs, then it's even more impossible." Marshall shook his head. "There are some matchlock guns, but they are the same as swords. , They are all rusty, they are useless at all, not to mention having no ammunition is a problem.

"Father Marshall, what are you looking at?" Robert sat up.

"Look there, there are many weapons used by humans, which may be murloc trophies, but they don't use them, and throw them away is a bit wasteful, so they are all still here." Marshall pointed to the depths of the room.

"Really." Robert glanced back. "I'll go and see. If we can find a useful weapon, maybe we can survive." He was very excited.