Mysteries of the Earthsea

　　 "Huh, huh, huh!"

　　 In the dim and colorful forest graveyard, the voice of the clay figurines kept ringing, adding a bit of weirdness to the place.

　　 The crew members with very nervous expressions spontaneously gathered in a group and pointed their muzzles towards the surrounding woods. They all felt that something bad had happened.

　　 "What is this guy doing? Are these trees made from rope people?"

　　 Just as Charles was thinking about where the huh was in the other party's mouth, the abnormal movement in the deep forest caught his attention.

　　 First, a flax-brown rope hung from a branch and swayed slightly from side to side with inertia.

　　 This is just the beginning. The ropes under the roots of the trees, the ropes under the leaves, and the ropes in the forest are getting more and more. Every time the crew's vision changes, these ropes will be closer to the crew.

　　 Soon these ropes gathered in a human form, silently and depressively coming from all directions towards Charles,

　　 It turned out that the clay figurine just said that it was these rope people, they were surrounded!

　　 The crew never thought that these rope people would actually use a human to ambush them.

　　 Charles, who saw this scene, looked very stubborn. He slammed the clay figurine flying out with a kick, took out his revolver and prepared to kill the guy who led them into the trap.

　　 But the rope man was one step faster than Charles and appeared in front of the clay man to block the bullet.

　　 "Lily, hurry up and let your mice stare at these rope people, let's break out first!" Charles tried to solve this dilemma with the old method.

　　 At this moment, Charles suddenly heard a strange noise coming from behind him.

　　 He turned his head abruptly, and was shocked to find hundreds of ropes burrowing out of the soil, tying the mice's heads tightly. The rope people's intelligence was very high, and they would actually counter Charles' methods.

　　 Charles was just about to rush up to rescue the mouse. Behind him, seven or eight ropes wrapped around his body from under his armpit, and the rope men in the forest had already surrounded him.

　　 "Fuck me!" The white arc kept beating on Charles's body, and he could not sit and wait for death.

　　 At this critical moment, Touba suddenly closed his eyes and shouted to Charles: "I can hear their voices, they want us to stop moving!"

　　 "Let's not move? Stay where they are?" Charles' transparent tentacles stretched out from his back and slammed behind him, and the rope men were directly pushed away.

The white arc was thrown on the rope man like a long whip, but the attack effect was not ideal. Apart from a little white smoke on his body, this group of things did not respond. The rope man was like an insulator, still using that strange way of action towards Charles gathered here.

　　 Charles’s translucent tentacles are flying in the air, drawing the close rope people away.

　　 "Give me the bombs! I'll stop them, you quickly rescue the mice! Mouse eyes are the key to our escape!"

　　 The crew quickly rushed to the side of the mouse, using daggers to continuously cut the rope entangled with the mouse. The rope was very tough and not so easy to cut.

　　 Feuerbach took out several tin bombs, Dip took out a fire and rubbed it on his scales, lit the fuse and quickly passed it to Charles's hand.

　　 "His hiss~" The lead with sparks became shorter and shorter. Charles held the bomb with his tentacles but did not throw it over. He was waiting for a second before the explosion.

　　The atmosphere is getting more and more depressing, Charles can't hear anything in his ears at this time, he only hears his heart beating faster and faster.

　　 At this critical moment, Charles discovered that the rope men in front of him had moved in the eyes of others for the first time, and they rushed forward like a big net.

　　No one thought of this sudden move. Only a few people of Charles were not covered. Most of the Narwhal crew were tightly roped and could not move at all.

　　 Charles had no choice but to quickly squeeze out all the bombs. If it explodes, not to mention the ropemen, they will have to finish the game.

　　 Just when Charles thought the rope man would directly strangle, the other party did not move next, as if their goal this time was to entangle him.

　　 "Captain, look."

　　 Charles looked in the direction of Linda and found that the clay figure's body was also frozen to the ground, like a puppet.

　　 Charles doesn't know what happened, but no matter what happened, his main thing now is to escape from this place.

　　 Charles pulled out the black blade and was about to rush up, when a sharp music blasted from their left.

　　 Whether they were not entangled by rope people or entangled by rope people, everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and found that there was nothing but the colorful trees over there.

　　 Suddenly, Charles felt something watching him. This was not the eyes of one person or two, but the eyes of hundreds of people.

　　 "Invisible?" A thought flashed through Charles' mind.

　　 The chaotic tone is getting higher and higher, combining into a crazy tune like a double bass, and the east and the west are pulling closer to them at a very fast speed.

Next to 　　, the chief engineer who also escaped the rope man's control subconsciously took a small step back. In an instant, the singing in the air instantly became as harsh as a nail scraping a blackboard.

　　 "Puff puff, puff puff." Under everyone's shocking gaze, a living person was broken down into a dozen pieces by invisible things, and the soil on the ground was instantly stained red with scarlet blood.

　　 The sound of singing surrounds everyone's ears, and everyone feels that there are hundreds of eyes staring at them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but there is nothing around them.

　　At this moment, everyone froze, just like the rope people used to be.

　　 Charles' eyes slowly turned towards the singing, but he couldn't see anything.

　　 Charles' heart moved, and one of his transparent tentacles stretched out from his left arm and waved hard towards the loudest place of singing.

　　 The tentacles hit an empty space, he felt nothing, there was nothing there.

　　 In the next second, before Charles could react, his outstretched tentacles had been cut into several segments by the singing.

　　 The break of the tentacles made Charles once again feel the severe pain of the broken limbs.

　　 A drop of cold sweat slid down the scar on his face, and Charles resisted the pain. Did not dare to move at all.

　　 A few minutes passed, the harsh singing gradually slowed down, it seemed more calm and calm, and slowly they disappeared.

　　 When Charles felt that the gaze that was watching him completely disappeared, he didn't move anymore, and he used his eyes to signal other people not to move. No one knows if the other party will come back.

　　 At the time of the stalemate, Charles suddenly wanted to understand why there were no living creatures on this island except the rope people.

　　 Maybe there were before, but all those things were killed by the singing just now.

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