Smelting everything from pirates

Chapter 614 Familiar Knowledge

"It's really a bunch of disgusting cannibals." After killing the group of enemies, Charles went to the corpse and gave a piss, then said disgustedly.

As for the remaining investigators, they didn't say much, they just looked around vigilantly. After all, the sound of gunfire in such a quiet place might cause other cannibals to rush over.

"We have to be careful, it's better not to use firearms here." Wald knew in his heart that Charles was a person who couldn't see this kind of thing happening, and that's why he chose to use firearms.

But he still persuaded Charles to stop shooting. After all, if a large number of enemies were brought over, they would not be strong enough.

But Barrett squatted beside the corpses of those cannibals, looking at the tattoos on those cannibals.

After reading all those tattoos, Barrett took a breath in his heart, turned his head to look at Wald and said.

"Professor Wald's tattoos on these guys seem to be very different, expressing some strange meanings, even very scary."

Hearing what Barrett said, Professor Wald was a little surprised. After all, they had never thought of this group of primitive tribes and cannibals in the past. The tattoos on the cannibals had other meanings.

It may even be a complete spell, but they know in their hearts that Barrett's research on runes is very in-depth. Even Barrett said so, so these tattoos on these cannibals are very Possibly an extremely terrifying spell.

"Barrett, tell me in depth." Originally, Wald wanted to go directly to the interior of the island, but at this time he had to thoroughly investigate the secrets of this cannibal.

Twenty years ago, he hadn't learned anything about the cannibals. After all, it was too hasty to leave this island.

Over the past 20 years, Wald has said countless times that it is too dangerous to re-enter this island, but now he has come in again to save Professor Minna.

Now Professor Wald and the others finally have the opportunity to reveal the secrets of the entire island.

At this time, Barrett was squatting on the ground, pointing his fingers at the white tattoos on the backs of the cannibals.

Those white tattoos formed a circle around the cannibal's shoulders and neck like scarves, looking like inscriptions from the ancient oriental world.

But for this specific meaning, Barrett said: "If everyone here has some research on linguistics, you will understand that all languages ​​​​have a beginning and an end, but these represent the languages ​​of the earth. I was given a book once, and the language on it was very similar to the tattoos on these cannibals."

After taking a deep breath, Barrett endured the scorching heat of the rainforest, and then continued: "This language has no so-called beginning or end.
The whole language spirals like a playground, no matter where you look at it is the beginning and the end, but every part can be connected,

After all, the content expressed by this tattoo is a kind of sacrifice. This kind of sacrifice is to choose to sacrifice one's soul to the body to provide the body with terrifying power and speed. This may be the reason why the colonists The reason why adventurers will die tragically soon when they come to this place is because their strength may be several times or even 10 times that of normal humans. "

The investigators present frowned when they heard what Barrett said, except for Charles and Wald. After all, the two of them had come to Rolla Island 20 years ago.

"According to what you said, it's no wonder that I have never seen old people on this island. It turns out that this island can't live that long at all. I always thought it was a curse. It seems that this is the result of their self-selection .” Wald said at this time.

But Charles didn't feel very good about it. After all, no matter how powerful the aborigines of these tribes were, they were useless in the face of bullets.

Even elephants and rhinos can't survive more than 10 consecutive attacks from Chicago, let alone these so-called ordinary humans with superhuman physiques.

But Charles is a senior investigator after all. Although they have the upper hand now, the aborigines on this island don't know how many there are.

In addition, these aborigines are very united, and it can even be said that they can give up their lives for the sake of the collective.

After killing these few people, Charles suspected that an all-out war might be triggered.

"After tidying up the corpse, let's go quickly." Charles said at this time.

Barrett copied all the tattoos on the bodies of these aborigines. If the content of these tattoos can be investigated through a large number of experiments, perhaps Barrett and his group of investigators can also have extraordinary abilities. There is no need to use the runes and spells that investigator Carter gave them.

After all, the price to pay for using any spell in Cthulhu's world is extremely painful. Even Barrett is unwilling to use any spell unless his life is in danger.

After burying all the corpses, Charles still led the front with a Chicago typewriter in his hand as before, but he was also extremely cautious. Every time he took a step forward, his eyes would turn around for two or three glances.

"Where is our destination?" Barrett looked at Professor Walder and asked.

"There is a huge altar in the center of this island. It is said that as long as the altar is rotated to an accurate position, it can open the door of the starry sky and go to other planets. We were very curious to investigate, but unfortunately What's more, they were killed by these aborigines before they got near the altar. That group of people must have cooperated with the aborigines. To open the altar and leave the earth, it is really necessary to rely on Professor Minna's knowledge of astronomy able to do that.”

Hearing this, Barrett nodded. In this strange world, teleportation to a new space through an altar is reasonable no matter how you think about it.

Charles, who was holding a gun in his hand, never spoke. The purpose of their visit this time was never to conduct an investigation, but to save people so naturally, they had to tell the group of aborigines in the most extreme way.

Walking in the rain forest, I feel extremely uncomfortable every time I walk forward, especially when I step on it, there are many leeches.

But leeches are okay. Compared with mosquitoes, leeches can even be said to be cute. After all, leeches just suck your blood, but they don’t make your body itchy. But mosquitoes are different, not only around the ears hum.

More than 10 people just walked in the rainforest for more than an hour. Everyone's face, arms and neck were covered with densely packed small red rashes the size of sesame seeds.

At the same time, looking from a distance, everyone's body is covered with mosquitoes. At first, they wanted to use their palms to slap all those mosquitoes to death, but in the end they all let them go.

Even the strong-willed Barrett gritted his teeth and trembled all over at this time. After all, itching was more unbearable than pain.

Walking in this rainforest, the investigators could no longer bear to ask Charles

"Mr. Charles, what method did you use to avoid these mosquito bites when you came here?"

Charles, who had been suffering from mosquito bites, slowly opened his mouth to speak at this time, but those mosquitoes rushed into Charles' mouth like a madman.

Resisting the nausea in his heart, Charles said at this time: "In this jungle, there are strange trees that bleed blood. At that time, we painted the red juice of those trees all over our bodies, so that those mosquitoes would not come to bite us. We found it, but so far we haven't found where that kind of tree is."

After hearing what Charles had finished speaking, the investigators present could only pray in their hearts that they could find that kind of tree with red leaves sooner.

Otherwise, one day they will be bitten to death by these mosquitoes.

When these investigators were walking in the woods, there were several white people and some aborigines staying around the altar far away on the island.

The faces of those white people are all carved with dark or light tattoos, as if carving out the flesh and carving patterns on the flesh.

The mouths of those people opened and closed slightly, but they found that there were no tongues in their mouths, but it seemed that they talked to each other through some strange method.

Only one of the white men could speak, and that man was blind.

"When will the astrology be in place?"

(End of this chapter)