Charles used all his strength to step on his feet and pushed James out, but he just couldn't get down.

"Go away!!" Charles used all his strength to jump high, stepped on James' soles, and the sound of torn flesh sounded. James's waist was scraped off a large piece and rushed out directly.

Charles rushed out with James, but the moment he appeared, the exit suddenly closed and stuck Charles' left arm tightly.

Charles, who gritted his teeth, stepped on the wall with his feet and pulled it desperately, but he couldn't pull it off no matter how hard he was.

James next to him floated aside and grabbed Charles' waist and pulled it hard.

Charles patted him and pointed at the water surface, but the big man shook his head hard, using it in his hand.

Charles felt the water flow around him begin to rush, and the island's descent became faster.

Feeling the increasing pressure around him, Charles knew that if he didn't make a choice, water pressure alone would kill him.

He felt a sense of ease and took out the black blade and slashed hard along the wall.

Scarlet blood spurted out from the fracture, and the speed of the two men finally stopped.

When Charles subconsciously glanced at the darkness underwater, he was shocked to find that not only one island was sinking.

More than a dozen identical islands fell rapidly,

And below them, Charles vaguely saw a squirming darkness, which was extremely dark. The island trapped in them was only the size of an index finger in front of it. No, maybe that island is its index finger?

He suddenly realized that these islands were all one and they were part of the darkness.

"Swish!" A scarlet giant eye appeared in the wriggling darkness. Then two and three were next.

The murmur sounded again in his ears, and Charles immediately closed his eyes and tried his best to follow James quickly to swim upwards.

On the deck, the crew members, who were wet and frozen, were trembling all over, looked anxiously at the water. Neither their captain nor the commander of the engine had come up yet.

Lily stood on the edge of the boat and ran from left to right, and then from right to left, tears rolling in her eyes.

"What should I do if something happened to Mr. Charles? Where should I go? No, Mr. Charles will definitely not be in trouble. He is so powerful! He will definitely not be in trouble!"

Just when it was about to cry, he suddenly saw Charles and James supporting each other to float to the water, and Lily jumped down excitedly.

Following the ladder, the two of them, who looked extremely ugly, finally returned to the deck.

"Captain, your hand-" All the crew immediately noticed Charles' empty left arm.

Looking at his crew, Charles, who looked extremely ugly, opened his mouth and was about to say something when a large pile of scarlet blood spurted out of his mouth.

At the same time, James next to him also knelt on one knee and showed the same symptoms.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked and hurriedly called the doctor.

The doctor quickly checked the two of them in the later stages and felt relieved. "It's okay, it just rose too fast from the water and got decompression disease. You guys, send them to the medical room I arranged, and I want to treat them."

In a white medical room, all kinds of bitter medicines were poured down, and Charles felt that his lungs were so breathless.

James, who enjoyed the same treatment, also lay beside him.

Looking at Charles' empty left arm, James' expression of pain appeared on his face.

"Captain, sorry, if it weren't for me-"

"You don't need to apologize. I gave the relics to you and I asked you to use them. You did nothing wrong with this." Charles interrupted him.

Seeing himself breaking his arms, Charles thought a lot in his mind. Is it important for someone else's life? Or is it important for one of his own arms?

Charles quickly had his own answer in his heart. If he wanted to achieve his goal, it was impossible to rely on himself alone. He had to have a group of crew members who shared hardships with him.

As for an arm, it is worth the price as long as it can get out of this place.

Moreover, when he thought that if James died and he would send the news to his wife, Charles suddenly felt that he had made the right choice.

"It's okay, I just lost one hand. It's not that I have no love." Richard in his mind complained.

Charles shook his head, slowly closed his eyes and prepared to rest, his brain was a little tired.

With a bang, the doctor pushed open the door and walked straight to Charles, with an expression very impatient. "Did you see something? Why is your mental pollution a little more serious?"

"I took a look inadvertently, and the island seemed to be the limb of something."

"Don't you understand the rules of the earth and sea, do you even understand the captain? You are still watching everywhere. One day you will be killed by yourself." The doctor said with disgust on his face and handed over a cup of black rolling potion.

Charles took it and raised his head and poured it down. The smell of metal instantly filled his mouth. But the feeling of drowsiness in his head improved a lot.

Charles, who was much more energetic, was not busy resting. He placed the iron cup on the wooden cabinet next to him and said to the doctor: "Please call the first mate here. I have something to ask him."

All signs indicate that the bandage is very familiar with the place. He not only knows the location of the exit, but also knows how to restrain the torture, but also can also immunize the effect of the maze and prevent it from being pulled into the wall.

But in this way, the contradiction arose. If he knew that the place was dangerous, why didn't he notify everyone in advance? If he wanted to send all the crew members in, why did he end up trying hard to save them?

The silent first mate soon appeared at the door. Facing Charles' inquiry, he shook his head slowly.

"I...I don't know...I seem to have been here...and I have lived in it for a long time... When I saw you all appear on the wall..., I remembered..."

"Then can you remember why you can resist being pulled into the wall? And I'm very surprised. It was the same on the first island. Those monsters that can swallow memories clearly caught you, so why did they let you go?"

This time, Bandage finally answered.

He untied the bandage on his back and drew a magic circle formed by complex dark purple words on his tattooed back.

The twisted words seemed to move, and Charles felt dizzy after reading them for only a short while.

"There should be protection for this thing... don't ask me... where it came from... I forgot..."

Charles didn't plan to ask any more. He probably didn't remember the final answer.

"Do you think there are any clues about his tattoo?" Richard proposed an idea.
Chapter completed!