Horror Studio

The two stood far away from the circle, not daring to get too close. 【】

Marshall turned his head and looked aside, and found that there were many human bodies on the deck on the other side. They were dressed in crew clothes and some were dressed in casual clothes. There were men and women in them. Judging from the posture of these human beings, some of them have long lost their lives and are now placed here, just as food.

More and more murlocs gathered around, and some climbed onto the ghost ship from the Sea of ​​Villefort, some of them empty-handed, and some with crew members who were either dead or fainted.

"Are they all piled together? If you want to divide the R, you must distinguish between the living crew and the dead crew. After all, these marine animals have to bring humans to the incineration sea, and then throw them into the incineration sea for humans to bear. Torture." Marshall thought. At this time, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and the temperature in the murloc holster was also very high, which was very uncomfortable.

When the murlocs on the deck were about to gather, Paul spoke.

To Robert, Paul's voice was like countless grunts superimposed on each other, and he didn't know what the other party was expressing. But in Marshall's ears, these words have their meaning.

"It's almost there. The harvest from this hunt is very rich. We will go to the Burning Sea immediately and let these humans taste the taste of the flames!" Paul raised his hands, and the crown on his head was shining, especially the blue gem in the center. , Seems to have a breathtaking ability.

As Paul spoke, Marshall kept his eyes on the dazzling crown.

"So beautiful..." Robert said softly, but it was more like an unconscious admiration.

When Marshall heard this, he hurriedly pushed Robert.

At exactly this time, the murlocs were responding to Captain Paul's words. They raised their hands and kept shouting, "Kill all humans, kill all humans!"

"I announce that the party has begun!" Amidst the cheers, Paul's words were like gasoline thrown into the flames, pushing the atmosphere of the deck to the highest C.

Many murlocs stood in a line of three by three, their hands on the shoulders of their companions, and their feet began to beat rhythmically.

After a while, the entire deck felt a sense of vibration, as if it would collapse at any time.

Among the murlocs, some of them were taller and more robust and walked to the place where the crew of the Blue Pearl were, as if they were planning to do something to these humans.

"Keep up." Marshall said softly.

The two slowly walked towards the place where the crew was.

At this time, some murlocs took out a few boxes from the cabin of the ghost ship. After the boxes were opened, the rich aroma of wine diffused on the deck, but the murlocs who were dancing did not stop, but began to sing.

...

Villefort, Villefort?

Our beloved?

You raised us, but you are helpless in the face of humans?

Your people want to give you back and get rid of these evils?

...

When Marshall heard it, the corners of his mouth trembled, but without stopping, he quickly came to the place where the crew was, and then pretended to learn from the rest of the murlocs and screen the crew lying on the ground.

These murlocs grabbed the crew's collar and caught the crew and slapped them twice.

The crew member who responded was thrown on one side, and the crew member who did not respond was thrown on the other side.

"It's really a simple and rude way. Those who react are alive. If they are thrown into the incineration, those who don't react are dead and eat them." Marshall lifted one of the crew members and slapped them twice.

However, because of the murloc skin on his body, his power is not heavy.

Seeing that the crew did not respond, Marshall wanted to put him among the eaten piles. At this time, one hand grabbed him.

This is the murloc's hand, and he can be sure that this hand is definitely not Robert's hand, but the real murloc's hand. Marshall does not dare to move, he does not know the extent of the flaws for the murloc. Will be discovered.

"You start so lightly, do you have a close relationship with this human?" The murloc snatched the crew member in Marshall's hand, and then slapped the crew twice. Hearing the crew snorted, they slapped the crew. Throw it into the pile of living.

"Be careful!" the murloc said and patted Marshall on the shoulder.

Marshall's heart touched his throat, and now he didn't dare to move at all, let alone speak.

However, the murloc didn't seem to discover the true identity of his companion, and soon walked away and continued to do his own thing.

"It's careless, but my whole body is sweaty now. If I continue like this, I might collapse. Let's find a place to rest first. I saw some murlocs walking into the cabin just now. I'll follow along and take a look later. "Marshall sighed in his heart, and was about to leave, but saw a person among the crew.

Second officer Ken.

A middle-aged man who is not tall.

Marshall's image of him was average, neither good nor bad.

"Is he still alive?" Marshall blinked, stepped forward to lift Ken up, and then slapped him hard.

Ken shook his head, as if he was waking up.

"Ken?" Marshall yelled softly, but seeing that the other party was still confused, he didn't waste too much time, and threw Ken directly into the living crew. After all, he is now in the murloc's nest. Among X, the result was only a dead end.

However, things are not all smooth sailing, at least for Captain Paul on the ghost ship.

The Blue Pearl was completely black at this time, and the middle part began to dissolve into the water.

What’s even stranger is that the Blue Pearl at this time seems to have endless attractiveness. The surrounding seawater is pouring towards the disconnected place in the middle of the Blue Pearl~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was not at the beginning. Obviously, but by now, this kind of sign is already very obvious, even forming a whirlpool.

Octopus Captain Paul came to the front of the deck, his tentacles resting on the railing, his bulging eyes fixed on the Blue Pearl.

Then, the whirlpool centered on the Blue Pearl began to move forward, seeming to be moving towards the ghost ship.

"Father Marshall, where are you? Save me, Father Marshall, save me!"

Jenny's voice came from afar, illusory, as if it was not in this world.

"It's Jenny's voice." Robert whispered to Marshall.

"Stop talking!" Marshall replied.

At this time, all the murlocs stopped celebrating and focused on the Blue Pearl.

The tentacles of the octopus Paul stretched forward, and the blue gems on the crown of his head began to bloom with dazzling light. Then, the vortex centered on the Blue Pearl began to tremble, and it seemed that a force was interfering with the expansion of the vortex. .