Red Moon Returns

The gray mud like a small lake is extremely strange, not to mention that there are human heads rolling and surging in the mud.

Facing such a weird scene, an indescribable fear surged into Lynch's heart.

Lynch even had the illusion that these floating heads were still alive. He felt creepy and stiff all over, and his chest was surging. The disgusted Lynch almost vomited on the spot.

He suddenly shrank back under the side of the ship, shielded himself with the deck, and took a few gulps of sea water in his mouth. The bitterness in his mouth diluted the nausea in his heart.

Huh, damn, what is this.

Wiping a handful of non-existent cold sweat, Lynch gritted his teeth and pressed his pounding heart. He changed his position and stuck his head out again, intending to confirm everything he had just seen.

The weirdness on the deck remained the same, hundreds and thousands of human heads were still in the mud... Damn it.

Under Lynch's gaze, a head that was crying with its eyes closed suddenly stopped floating, and then suddenly opened its tightly closed eyes. A pair of pale eyeballs stared straight at Lynch, and a hideous smile seemed to appear on its crying face.

One pair, two pairs, three pairs...

One after another, the heads stopped rising and falling, turned towards Lynch like sunflowers, opened their cold and desperate eyes and looked at him. Every face seemed to be grinning, and strong malice instantly hit Lynch's brain, and it seemed that countless crazy laughs were really heard in his ears.

Not good.

Lynch pushed the hull with his limbs, and his body flew out like an arrow, pulling away at the fastest speed. Fortunately, those heads did not catch up. When Lynch was away from a certain distance, the heads began to float in the mud again.

Damn, I'm afraid this thing is the reason why no creature dares to approach the sunken ship.

Lynch retreated quickly until he was more than ten meters away. The filthy stimulation finally disappeared. Lynch felt weak all over, as if his strength was drained out. His heart beat wildly as never before, and even his lips trembled unconsciously.

This thing is definitely not a good one. It is likely to be a very powerful mysterious alien.

Lynch quietly exhaled a breath of cold air, and with lingering fear, he confirmed again that the strange things on the deck did not catch up.

No, I can't go in from the front. Otherwise, try to penetrate from the hole below. Maybe it won't alarm the monsters on the deck?

As soon as he changed his mind, Lynch slapped himself.

It's better to believe that you are Rudolf II than to believe in luck. When facing things you don't understand, you must be the most vigilant.

As his mind was turning, Lynch suddenly felt that the sea water around him was fluctuating rhythmically, and then a dull drum sound came into his ears through the sea water.

Lynch's heart tightened, realizing that something went wrong just now. These deep divers have already taken action.

Soon, a hoarse and low chanting sounded in his ears. The voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Lynch's heart hard.

"Ia! Dagon! I, Haven, solemnly swear that I will fight side by side with Dagon as a deep diver. If I abandon this oath, I will be shunned by others. I will be judged as a person who is unworthy of Dagon's favor and accept all the punishments, even death. Ia! Dagon!"

Huh, with the chanting, the sea water on the deck suddenly began to churn, and the silt like a small lake quickly expanded. The human heads were arranged neatly one after another, forming several tentacles composed of human heads, waving above the deck, constantly whipping the surrounding sea area, stirring up countless surging undercurrents, and stirring up everything around.

"Ia! Dagon! I, Haven, solemnly swear that I will do my best and use all means to provide all assistance to Dagon. If I abandon this oath, I will be shunned by others, and I will be judged as a person who is unworthy of Dagon's favor and accept all the punishments, even death. Ia! Dagon!"

The low chanting became louder and louder, and the tentacles made of human heads stretched longer and longer, covering a wider and wider sea area. Dongdong, with another dull and weird drum sound, the eyes of the heads that made up the tentacles suddenly opened, and each of them had a hideous expression, opened their mouths, and let out a sharp and shrill howl.

Damn, so weird.

As the first and second declarations were completed one after another, Lynch had been forced to retreat step by step. The monster seemed to have not yet determined its position, but just waved its tentacles aimlessly, but it was only a matter of time before it was discovered.

God knows what other means this monster has, not to mention that those deep divers have not yet moved.

Can't wait any longer.

Lynch gritted his teeth and activated the concentric conch again, knocking the conch to send a signal to the other side.

It seemed a little late, because the third drum sounded and the third chanting had begun.

"Ia! Dagon! I, Haven, solemnly swear that I will live and die with R'lyeh, defend Dagon with my life, and defend R'lyeh with my life. We will make R'lyeh prosperous as Dagon wishes. If I abandon this oath, I will be shunned by others, and I will be judged as a person who is unworthy of Dagon's favor and accept all the punishments, even death. Ia! Dagon!"

As the third declaration ended, the originally chaotic and turbulent sea suddenly calmed down, without any signs or process, as if time had suddenly stopped.

The sea water shook violently, the gray silt became larger and larger, and the number of human heads that made up the tentacles increased. Finally, the entire silt broke away from the hull and floated in the sea, like a huge monster, and the tentacles with human heads stretched out biting around frantically. .

Countless heads passed by, rising and falling, pale and strange eyes accompanied by sharp and crazy grins, enough to make people tremble with fear.

There was no place to hide, but Lin Qi did not despair. He just stood upright on the seabed, among the rolling heads, raised his middle finger in the direction of the gray mud body, and made a friendly gesture across the world.

I have a big thigh to hug, stupid monster.

The next moment, a black and shiny giant octopus tentacle fell from the sky and hit the center of the gray mud hard, and then one after another, at least more than ten tentacles took turns to hit the surface of the gray mud. Every time it hit, the head tentacles would twist and struggle violently, and the expressions on each head became more and more painful and distorted.

Bang, following the octopus tentacles, a weird and twisted behemoth also fell from the sea and hit the gray mud heavily.

It is difficult to describe what it is. It can only be described as a humanoid made up of tentacles and pieces of meat. Looking at this behemoth entangled with the gray mud, Lynch felt his throat dry. He didn't want to know what thigh he had just hugged.

"For R'lyeh, for the Lord of R'lyeh!"

Seeing that his own behemoth was pressed down, a low and hoarse roar sounded again in the sunken ship, and then a large group of deep divers, led by a white-haired fishman, rushed out of the cabin waving sharp blades and pounced on Lynch's reinforcements.

Good opportunity, now.

Lynch, who had been motionless, finally moved, maintaining a lurking state, and strode towards the sunken ship. When there were no more deep divers in the cabin, he made up his mind and rushed down.

Boom, the waves hit the hull. Obviously, the battle outside was getting more and more intense. The two sides of the feud set off a storm under the sea, but all this had nothing to do with Lynch.

Of course, temporarily.

Because he had already entered the cabin of the Jackdaw.

There was no water in the cabin, and no one knew what means the deep divers had used to make the interior of the sunken ship exceptionally dry. Some cabins even retained the appearance before the silence, with piles of cargo piled up like mountains, but the smell was very foul and disgusting.

Lynch only took a simple walk around one of the cabins, and he frowned, realizing that there was some trouble.

This is a fully loaded large cargo ship, with dozens of cabins, and countless cargoes inside. Finding a small wooden box from it is like finding a piece of wool from a sheep.

It is an almost impossible task.

Besides, no one can be sure when those deep divers will come back, and there is no time to search carefully, and the gem must be found as quickly as possible.

Lynch looked at the honeycomb-like cabin in front of him and was quite entangled for a while.