The World of Pirates

Chapter 140 Holding the Knife
The thing also seemed to feel the pain, and realized that these were the two enemies to deal with first, so it swept across and hit a mast hard, almost completely breaking the iron wood reinforced with iron bars. broke, and one sail fell straight down, covering half of the deck.

"Captain!" shouted the bosun in the darkness.

"It's okay, don't scream." Captain Frank shouted, his voice no longer relaxed.

Before chopping on that thing, he was still very confident in his sword skills, but now this confidence seems to have been interrupted in the middle.

Both Captain Frank and the boatswain rolled out from under the sail, then took a deep breath, gathered strength and drew their weapons.

At the moment just now, both of them chose to abandon the weapons in their hands and lay flat on the deck.

"Captain, what do we do now?"

Frank is the leader of the crew, and his decision is needed at this time.

"No matter what this thing is, if our ship is strong and powerful at a distance of three to five miles, we don't need to be afraid of it at all. But it's night, and we can't see its movement at all, so the artillery on the ship is useless."

Captain Frank's voice was quite calm. He was a man who had experienced many storms. Although he was helpless at the moment, he would not lose his composure.

"How to deal with it will be discussed later, the most urgent thing is to let the brothers evacuate to the cabin."

"Yes, Captain!"

The boatswain got up after a reply, ran around the deck and shouted:

"Scatter all, don't get together! Don't run around! Evacuate to the bottom of the bilge in batches! Don't come out of the people inside!"

Captain Frank also stood up, raised his arms and shouted: "I am Captain Frank!!"

The word "Frank" really woke up the sailors who were running and dodging on the deck. Those who were nearby formed a team and groped towards the entrance of the bilge separately.

There were a few more screams, and people were constantly being grabbed from the deck by that thing, squeezing blood in the air, and the rain of blood and the surf on the bow hit Frank together.

Frank just stood there with the knife in hand, as if he was not afraid of the monster at all, his body remained motionless.

The sailors could see the figure of the captain, and they held back their panic, and the order was not disordered.

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The sea fog covered the ship, and under the night, the "Queen" was surrounded by a heavy blackness.

But Ayla still saw the dangerous figure prowling around the boat.

Half of its body is in the sea, and the protruding part is 70 meters long, which is extremely slender compared to the body as thick as a millstone.

Its shadow loomed in the mist, cunningly looking for the right angle of attack.

The corpses of seven or eight sailors were scattered on the deck, and there were plate-like holes in their chests, exposing vertical and horizontal bones. Somehow, this thing opened the sailors' chests, as if to suck their blood.

"Me, what should we do now...don't go to the cabin?"

Ella had never experienced anything like this, so for a moment she didn't know what to do.And the ferocious aura of the strange snake made her a little weak in fright.

Lancelot did not answer Ella's question. At this time, he was holding a sailor knife in his hand, which was dropped by someone in the panic just now.

Ella saw that Lancelot chose to be in a daze at this time, so she hurriedly reached out and shook him, and asked, "Why don't you poke him like you did before?"

But Lancelot still didn't respond, as if the sailor knife in his hand hooked his soul away.

Holding the sailor knife in his hand, Lancelot suddenly felt a strange feeling.

The standard sailor knife was constantly being turned over in his hand, and he kept adjusting the force of his fingers so that the way of exerting force matched the center of gravity of the sailor knife.

Gradually, he didn't seem to feel the touch of Sailor Knife, as if it disappeared out of thin air. He only felt that he could control Sailor Knife as he wanted, as if it was his own finger.

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The sailors on the ship have gradually retreated to the cabin, and Captain Frank and the boatswain also retreated to the door of the cabin. Only Ella and Lancelot were hidden in the corner and no one noticed.

So the strange snake noticed the two people who were still on the deck, and the snake shadow in the mist was slowly approaching, twisting and swaying, and there was a kind of enchanting posture.

Ella could already clearly see that the black eyeballs on the snake's body were the size of a plate, rolling aimlessly at this moment.

Each eye is an individual, not a pair, but if you look at one eye with the other, it looks like one expression, and with the other eye, it looks like another expression.

It seems that there are countless human faces all over its body, some laugh wildly, some are angry, some are dejected, and some are inexplicably sad...

It was as if a demon was showing the joys and sorrows of all beings to the world, laughing wildly.

Suddenly, the strange snake's body trembled, and with the gust of wind, it fell down on the positions of the two of them, like a giant pillar collapsing towards them!

The eyes of the strange snake made up, and the happy or sad or angry faces flashed in front of Ella's eyes, as if the joys and sorrows of a world were confusing.

At this last moment, Ella turned to look at Lancelot, only to find that he was still there in a daze!
He was wearing the clothes he had ripped off from the dead. His clothes and long hair were fluttering in the strong wind, and he was holding a standard sailor knife in his hand. There was still a smile on his face, which was slightly pale because of not seeing the sun. meaning! !
Ella closed her eyes in despair.

Am I going to die here?
In the darkness, without anyone noticing, Lancelot's figure suddenly disappeared.

Lancelot's lithe body took off from the deck, and the strong wind seemed to obey his will, following him to the sky beyond the reach of sight.

His movements are leisurely and leisurely, as if in slow motion, but compared with him, the speed at which the strange snake slammed down with all its strength seemed to be at a standstill.

When Lancelot came up to the monster snake, the sailor knife in his hand suddenly turned into an iron blue streamer, covering the body of the monster snake like thunder and lightning.

In the crack of time, no one can appreciate Lancelot's performance, because no one can clearly see the knife light that is as violent and domineering as a mad dragon, and as poetic and precise as moonlight.

No one knew what happened at that moment. When the light of the knife disappeared, Lancelot had returned to the deck, beside Ayla.

Only the shattered deck under his feet, and the wrecked body of the strange snake crashing towards the sea amidst the whistling wind, could prove what he seemed to have done just now.

Lancelot swung the knife subconsciously, trying to shake off the blood on the knife, but the sailor's knife shattered immediately.

Looking at the bare handle of the sailor knife in his hand, Lancelot didn't know what to think.

(End of this chapter)