"We are about to arrive. Everything is normal lately, and there are no mistakes in the middle."

"But I've been feeling unsure lately. The more this happens, the more likely it is to get into the end."

"My diary is writing some nonsense, but I pretended that I didn't see it. The last incident indicated that the future it predicted could be changed."

"Since both good and bad things can be changed, I think it's a waste of time to see its prophecy."

"The crew members couldn't wait, they were a little irritable, but this was normal. After all, it was really too crowded for people from four ships to two."

"For this reason, I implemented a bed rotation system on the Narwhal, and divided a bed to three different people, each of whom was responsible for eight hours, so at least there was enough place to live."

"Sleep is a very important thing. If you lack sleep, the crew members will be less energetic."

“As soon as we arrive at the location, we must first—”

As Charles wrote this, the strong tension suddenly appeared in his brain made him throw his pen in pain. The pen fell on his diary, splashing black spots, and the black gradually disappeared.

"Damn it! What's wrong!" Charles groaned in pain with his hands covering his head,

I don’t know what’s going on recently, but I feel this way every time I write my diary halfway.

This very special tightness is very uncomfortable, as if something is wrapping his brain and keeping tightening.

Charles first suspected that the tentacles that Anna had penetrated into her brain. She had said before that she could definitely prevent any consciousness from being replaced. But now it seems that if she can be wary of it, she may be in pain first if she continues like this.

"No, after I go back this time, I must ask Anna to take these tentacles out of my head."

This feeling lasted for about five minutes and eventually slowed down slowly.

Charles did not feel like he would continue writing about this situation. After the rush was over, he turned around and walked towards the door, and began a new round of ship patrols.

This kind of patrol is a bit redundant now. The Narwhale is full of people now. There are really any enemies. Before it gets closer, it will be discovered by so many people.

With respectful eyes from everyone, Charl patrolled one cabin after another.

Charles also talked to them from time to time and observed their mental state.

His last stop came to the cockpit. Dip and Nico, who were chatting, saw him coming and stopped to talk immediately.

"Nothing went wrong?" Charles looked at the darkness outside the glass window. The lively deck was full of people, and they pointed at the darkness around them.

"No problem, don't worry, there is no danger along the way. I guess because this is the 005-3 territory, they dare not come."

"The more critical the time is, the more we cannot relax our vigilance. We should cheer up." Charles said in a low voice.

"Yeah, I understand."

“How long will it take for us to reach our destination?”

"Well... it's 30 minutes at the fastest, probably, the distance is too far, and it's normal to have some errors."

"Since that's the case, I'm too lazy to go back and wait with you."

As time passed quickly, it was soon arrived, and the Narwhale and the floating airship behind it slowly stopped.

"Have you arrived? Why is there nothing?" Charles leaned forward, narrowing his eyes and looking for something in the darkness.

Nico carefully re-proofreaded the navigation records and said firmly: "Yes, it's here."

Charles, who was frowning, touched his chin and thought about it, reached out to grab a pull rod on the dashboard and pulled it to the lowest point in an instant.

"Papapapapapa" All the searchlights on the Narwhale ship were lit up instantly, and she was like a lighthouse in this darkness.

The lights played a role, and soon a hazy black figure appeared in the darkness at angle 30 on the right.

The moment it appeared, everyone on the ship was stunned.

Although the thing stopped in place and did not move, everyone's breathing sounded soft in an instant.

"Ahhh!" Charles hugged his head in pain again. The tension appeared again.

This unusual feeling of discomfort almost made him lift his head, put his hands into his brain, and pull off the tentacles.

"Captain, are you okay?" The nervous Dipp rushed over and helped him up.

"Captain, you have to hold on at a critical moment." Nico walked to the other side and reached out to support the other arm.

The tension became stronger and stronger, and the spider tattoo that he had almost forgotten about on his neck came with a burning sensation.

Although Charles is in great pain now, he does not want to delay the serious business.

"Don't worry about me, push the boat over and we'll start right away."

The closer the distance, the stronger the abnormal reaction of Charles' body, but he endured it with difficulty.

"Come here to help! Move all the things in the medical room out." Linda, who walked onto the deck with a wooden box in her arms, ordered the others.

"Captain, your situation doesn't look like a disease, please forgive me for not being able to help you." Linda finished speaking, taking out a human rib from the wooden box and scribing something on the ground.

Soon with the help of others, a three-level magic circle nested together appeared on the ground. Linda was talking about something with the bandage from time to time, as if she was communicating the details of the magic circle.

"Stop moji, hurry up!!" Charles, who covered his head with one hand, shouted loudly in pain. Now he was covered in sweat, almost like he was fished out of the water.

Soon, the three crew members walked to the center of the magic circle under everyone's gaze, sitting cross-legged in triangular form with each other.

They took a piece of paper that they brought over by the bandage and began to recite in a low voice, recording some kind of dirty spell.

Their voices became louder and louder, and their expressions became more and more excited.

Just as their spell gradually turned into a hysterical and meaningless scream, Charles suddenly rushed into the magic circle, lifted up the prosthetic limb that had turned into a chain saw and waved it with all his strength.

"Puchi~Puchi~Puchi~" The three screaming heads fell to the ground, and the hot blood was pumped out of the major arteries in an instant, and blood began to rain in the air.

Blood dripped on the ground, on Charles' body, and on the faces of the crew.

They didn't bother to wipe it, and they all looked at the black figure as huge as a mountain in the distance.

One minute passed, two minutes passed, and three minutes passed, and the thing never moved.

Everyone showed a look of loss on their faces and sighed.
Chapter completed!