People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

He gritted his teeth fiercely.

The crane finally decided to explore the entire forest.

Although the shape of the island clearly conveyed to her that she had something strange, the more it looked like this, the more He felt that the forest should be where the real clues were hidden.

Just like the previous maze, the unicorn who was the clue escaped the moment they entered.

The footprints gradually fade over time.

Everything was hidden without any trace. It was not like the weirdness on the edge of the island. It was as if it was deliberately brought to my eyes.

In the forest, except for the sound of cranes stepping on dead branches and leaves, there was no sound at all.

No sound?

After spinning for a long time, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in He's mind.

She suddenly felt that Saron had been acting weird ever since she solved all the mazes except the forest.

Whether there was a mutation on the island, or she told Salon to explore the edge of the island separately.

Saron didn't even say a word in response to her.

Maybe something happened to Saron a long time ago?

It started from the moment the forest appeared.

Thinking of this, she suddenly raised her head.

In an instant, her face was filled with boundless horror.

The dense branches of the silver fir trees next to her were not leaves at all.

Instead, there were scarlet eyes.

When she saw these eyes, the straight and thick silver fir trees on the island seemed to come to life, constantly twisting their huge branches.

Silver fir is not silver fir either.

Instead, they are thick tentacles, and these eyes grow on the tentacles, while the branches of the silver fir turn into viscous liquid wrapped around the main trunk.

Fear like the raging waves of the sea eroded the crane's mind.

Malicious looks came from all directions, and Crane's body began to tremble involuntarily.

Looking across the sea of ​​tentacles, Crane finally saw the light illuminating the entire island not far away shooting down from a huge mountain of flesh.

Saron and Garp each had half of their bodies stuck in the mountain of meat.

The mountain of meat was constantly squirming, as if it was savoring the bodies and souls of the two people.

"Garp! Saron!"

He Qiang braced himself and held the crystal firmly in his hand.

Colorful mist surged out crazily, and her move instantly angered all the tentacles.

Thousands of eyes stared at her as if they wanted to kill her with their gazes, and the tentacle closest to her lashed out at her without any hesitation.

The sluggish nature of the colorful mist is still effective for these tentacles.

But it is not like dealing with birds, beasts, fish and insects like unicorns, which can be suppressed all the time. The tentacles restricted by the colorful mist recovered after just a moment under the gaze of countless eyes.

The tentacles slapped down with the smelly wind, but the crane quickly got out of the attack range of the tentacles.

The mist always surrounds the crane, which makes all the tentacle attacks slow down, so this scene looks like the tentacles are sending her off to Roshan.

Only after he got closer did Crane see the true face of the meat mountain. There seemed to be no essential difference between this huge meat mountain and other tentacles. Garp and Sarong were not really swallowed by the meat mountain, but were instead swallowed by its thick surface. covered in liquid.

It's just that these liquids seem to be part of this huge tentacle, and it is like the tentacle's mouthparts constantly chewing the two people.

The closer he got to this huge tentacle, the more fear he felt in Crane's heart.

If the desire to save others hadn't motivated her, she might have wanted to turn around and run away.

Standing in a relatively safe position, Crane controlled the colorful mist to float towards this huge tentacle.

The eyes on the tentacles did not stare at the crane like other tentacles, but drooped slightly as if they were still half asleep and half awake.

She didn't dare to provoke these eyes, but covered the slime chewing Saron and Garp with mist.

However, no matter how she pushed it, the mist had no effect on the mucus.

Seeing that the two of them were about to be completely swallowed by the slime, Crane didn't dare to stay too long and gritted his teeth and rushed to the tentacles.

Calculate the distance and suddenly activate the crystal.

A dream-like bubble enveloped Crane, Sarong and Garp. Just when the bubble was about to burst, the three were about to escape from the dreamland.

The eyes on the huge tentacles slowly opened one after another.

The fear of death loomed.

Endless pressure interrupted the three people's departure.

Although they left this strange maze island, the three of them fell irresistibly into nothingness.

Endless darkness swallowed the three of them.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the falling finally stopped.

"Where is this?"

He was the first to wake up. There was no light around him, and the hand that should have been holding the crystal seemed to be holding a pool of gravel.

She subconsciously spread her hands, and a colorful mist dispersed.

Finally there was a light in the darkness.

Through this light, He saw that what he was holding in his hand was crystallized powder.

The crystal actually broke!

Crane's mind was buzzing, and he never imagined that the items given to him by God would be shattered into powder like this.

Then she thought of something that was even more troublesome for her. Without the crystal, how could she leave this hellish place?

At the edge of the colorful light, she saw that Saron and Garp were still unconscious.

And under the familiar pool of mucus beside them, what was shaking was a slender tentacle with countless closed eyes.

The teleportation just now actually brought the tentacles from the maze island!

hiss!

He suddenly took in a breath of cold air. If there was no crystallization and a bunch of tentacles were produced, it would be a disaster.

Holding back his numb scalp, Crane tried to control the colorful mist that gradually dispersed.

After some attempts, Crane finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the crystal is destroyed, at least the mist can still be controlled.

This is a fortune in misfortune.

Controlling a palm-sized mist, the tentacle cubs scattered nearby were wrapped one by one.

These small tentacles were not as powerful as the ones on the island. Under the strong pressure of the mist, they all turned into powder. To Crane's surprise, the mist in his hand actually swallowed up the powder turned into by the tentacles.

From a ball the size of a palm, it continued to expand to the size of a face plate.

Knowing that the mist can continue to grow, the pressure in He's heart has become much less.

However, after the cleaning just now, these small tentacles were all cleaned up, and then she used mist to try to clean up the mucus on Saron and Garp.

According to her observations and the various behaviors of the mucus, this mucus is more like a living thing than a liquid.

And the mist that continued to expand later basically confirmed what she had in mind.

After all the mucus on his body was cleaned up, Sarong Youyou woke up from his coma, but Garp was still in a coma for some reason.

"Where is this?"