Shrouded Seascape

Chapter 417: Reversal

"Get lost!" Sparks flew everywhere as the branches restraining Charles caught fire and were scorched black.

Linda reacted immediately at the sight and took out a brown sphere the size of a ping-pong ball from her white coat. Then, she hurled it at Charles' head.

The strange mass in mid-air dispersed into powder, and the next moment, Charles was struck by intense vertigo. A loud noise echoed afterward as Charles fell face down on the floor. He tried to stand up on all fours, but he wasn't able to muster any strength.

The crew members surrounded Charles with weapons in hand and distorted expressions. Mice with bloodshot eyes and vicious expressions also emerged and stood by the crew members' feet.

Damn it! They're all fake right from the start! Charles' veins bulged as he glared powerlessly at the crew members.

Dipp had always loved to be at the forefront, so he rushed forward and picked up the Dark Blade before walking toward Charles. "Captain, don't blame us for this. We don't want to kill you, but we've gotten tired of gambling our lives for your sake. We just have to kill you, and the island will be ours."

Charles stared coldly at Dipp. There was no way this Dipp could be his crew member.

"Die!" A hideous look washed over Dipp as he slashed out at Charles with the Dark Blade in hand.

The Dark Blade drew a cold, icy arc in mid-air, but before it could hit Charles, the latter suddenly felt weightless. However, Charles hadn't defied gravity; rather, he used his invisible tentacles to support his utterly exhausted body.

An invisible tentacle wrapped around Dipp's neck, and it tightened almost immediately. Dipp lost his strength, allowing another tentacle to snatch the Dark Blade away from his hands and thrust it into his neck.

A grotesque noise echoed as the Dark Blade easily pierced Dipp's neck.

Charles gripped the hilt with his invisible tentacle and was about to decapitate Dipp when gunshots echoed somewhere. The bullets couldn't harm Charles, but they saved Dipp's life.

Charles fell backward and onto the floor. His fleshly body was bulletproof, but his invisible tentacles weren't bulletproof. Though he couldn't see them, he knew his tentacles were now riddled with holes due to the searing pain coursing through him.

Charles gnashed his teeth and endured great pain to stagger toward the door.

"Don't let him get away! Kill him! Hurry up and kill him!" Feuerbach charged forward with a saw-toothed saw made out of what seemed to be a sea monster's fangs.

Just as he was about to catch up to Charles, the latter whipped around, showing his bulging right eye. The spider in Charles' eye socket crawled out and bent its eight long legs before jumping onto Feuerbach's face.

"Ahhh! It's on my face! It's biting my face! Get it off! Someone get it off!" Feuerbach screamed and slapped his face in panic.

Charles immediately took advantage of the commotion to snatch Feuerbach's weapon and slash out, wounding Feuerbach's torso.

Warm, crimson blood burst out and drenched Charles' face while Feuerbach's steaming hot intestines fell right in front of him. The blood on Charles' face was hot, but Charles felt a shiver down his spine at the sight.

Wait, his blood is red? The blood of the fake Dipp that I had encountered wasn't red. C-could they be real? Charles thought incredulously. Before he had any time to mull over the matter any further, the other crew members rushed to assist Feuerbach with their own relic in hand.

Thick tree roots climbed up the walls and pointed their sharp ends at Charles, and he responded with a burst of lightning. He was strong enough to annihilate the people around him, but he dared not to do so, as they were his real crew members!

Bang!

Charles' shoulder erupted into a bloody mist.

Feuerbach had just shot Charles using the palm-sized pistol in his hand.

Charles gnashed his teeth at the intense pain; it was so painful that Charles snapped back to his senses. Then, he made a beeline for the deck.

What exactly is going on here? What happened? Where are the enemies? Who is manipulating them? Charles screamed frantically in his mind as he ignored everything and rushed toward his destination.

Charles didn't dare to attack, so he could only watch as his crew members displayed the true might of their new weapons. Charles had an extremely formidable defense, but the crew members still managed to poke holes in him.

However, it seemed that Charles was still victorious; his destination was in sight, and he burst out onto the deck. Unfortunately, the animated ropes of the Narwhale came to life and bound him.

Charles found himself hanging upside down in mid-air, staring incredulously at the Narwhale's curved smokestack. Even the Narwhale was under their control, and she had betrayed him!

"Charles there's no escape" Bandages muttered with the Dark Blade in hand as he ordered the crew to surround the immobile and upside-down Charles.

The silver pistol in Feuerbach's hand was now in Dipp's hand. Dipp closed one eye and aimed at Charles' chest, saying, "Feuerbach's gun is so awesome. It's definitely going to blast a hole in Charles' heart in just one shot. Hehehe."

The rest of the crew revealed bloodthirsty smiles, seemingly excited to witness the gory scene that was about to unfold. Even the mice at the side gnawed madly at their front teeth, creating chattering noises.

Charles was about to die, but he showed no fear in his countenance. He smiled and said, "It's finally here."

A crisp noise echoed behind everyone, prompting them to turn around at once.

The spider from Charles' eye socket had just dropped Charles' diary on the deck. It was a feat that the spider had struggled to achieve; its eight legs quivered like aspen trees, and it barely managed to stand up.

Immediately afterward, the spider used all of its strength to flip the diary over to the last page, revealing the portrait of a terrifying monster.

"Sparkle! Bring Mommy here!" Charles roared at the portrait.

Under everyone's astonished gazes, a cluster of tentacles glowing in green burst out of the portrait. The squirming tentacles were riddled with tens of thousands of eyeballs emitting green light.

Sparkle spat Anna out of her.

"What did you call me here for?! Haven't I told you that I'm busy?" Anna asked, sounding impatient.

Charles struggled against the animated ropes, shouting urgently, "Something has been manipulating them! You're an expert at manipulating minds, right?! Hurry up and free them!"

Anna frowned and strolled leisurely among the crew before walking over to Charles still hanging upside down from the animated ropes.

"What is this? Bondage play? We haven't done that yet, but this isn't exactly the time to do that. Let's do it next time.

"This isn't the time for jokes! Can you not see me up here?!" Charles exclaimed anxiously.

Anna looked around at the crew and shrugged. "Nothing's wrong with them, and no one is manipulating their minds."

Charles' pupils constricted. "No one is manipulating their minds? That's impossible! They were just"

"You really are disgusting," Anna interrupted, her voice laced with disgust and malevolence, "You already have me, so why are you still entertaining that Elizabeth and who knows how many other women? Do you really think that I can't get angry, Gao Zhiming?"

Anna's hand transformed into a tentacle that snatched the Dark Blade from Bandages' hand before swinging it toward Charles' head.

Charles felt his scalp turn cool almost immediately afterward. Did she cut my hair?

However, Charles instantly saw that he was mistaken. Anna was holding a bowl-shaped object covered in black hair. The bowl-shaped object was none other than Charles' scalp and a chunk of his cranium.

Anna's mouth fluttered open. Then, she stuck her tongue out to wrap around Charles' trembling and exposed pinkish brain.

"It already looks so delicious. Once I consume it, Charles will become mine and mine alone!"

Cosyjuhye's Thoughts

Not gonna lie I'm very confused now. What in the world????

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