Extraordinary Sailing

It was the next moment when the "Ghost Cloak" completely enveloped the "Storm Horn".

call--

More than a dozen huge shadows have enveloped the entire lagoon like an airtight black giant screen.

The hearts of everyone on the boat jumped into their throats.

咚.. 咚.. 咚..

Especially on the extremely silent deck, even people thought it was a loud drum.

But their worries are obviously redundant.

The huge curtain of shadow fell, but it passed through like an ordinary shadow, without any intersection with the "Storm Horn" and the crew above.

If, at this time, Ivan uses the "fog silver lamp", even if the lizard will be blocked by the fog, but the ship's body actually exists in the material world, there is no escape.

But the power of the "ghost cloak" is virtual, like a ghost between existence and non-existence.

When covered by the cloak, all the light and shadow have nothing to do with them anymore!

Ouch! ! !

The behemoths of no harvest reappeared on the island, watching the small races still fighting around them, and roaring anxiously and manic.

One after another, for a long time.

Boom——!

The lizard king stood up and pounced heavily on the ground, causing the mountain to shake. But it was just incompetent and furious, and it didn't help to find the "culprit" or contain the tragic scene on the island.

Here, the rest of his life.

"Finally escaped."

After experiencing the shocking moment just now, many crew members have already collapsed directly to the ground, and a few of them are in better condition and propped their legs with their hands, panting as if they had just completed a half marathon.

"Almost, I thought this life was over.

These large lizards, in addition to the stronger ‘shadow’ ability, the two headed may have the strength of the third order, otherwise my ‘spiritual warning’ would not be so slow! "

Milan sat down on the deck, leaning against the bulwark as if he had no bones, with a deep fear on his face.

This species, which can hide in another dimension, is simply a bug-like existence for the "prophet" who relies on the detection of the spiritual world.

Coming from the shadow world to the material world, before they popped out of the shadows, they never actually left any traces in this world, and it was naturally impossible for Milan to capture their information.

Except... the egg left on the surface of the material world and hidden by a shadow barrier!

The complete failure of "prophecy" is the root cause of today's scruffy and exhausted running.

Even if it is to discover the information of the deep layers of the islands and reefs, it may not be the twists and turns of today. For a time, Milan, who felt that he could not play his role, was quite self-blame.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Without time to comfort Milan, Ivan clapped his palms to attract everyone's attention.

"In fact, there is another problem before us."

Later, Ivan explained the side effects and the most serious consequences of the "ghost cloak".

In the uncertain complexion of a group of people, he asked Gary to fight another bucket of water.

"Since the side effect is sensory loss, nerve numbness.

I think we can give it a try to temporarily increase the excitement of our body.

As long as it is at a high point that is never reached in normal times, even if it is greatly weakened, it doesn't matter. "

There is just one point that Irwin didn't say clearly.

So far, no one has been able to thoroughly study the principles of ocean treasures, and no one knows how many ocean treasures there are in the world.

Whether this method can be used to avoid the side effects of Ocean Secret Treasure is actually entirely my own guess.

It's better to just do something than to let the terrible side effects come directly.

"Uh..."

The crew's faces seemed to have been knocked over for an instant, and they were keenly aware of what Ivan said to temporarily increase excitement.

Looking at the world made up of black and gray lines from the outside world, the lizards who are still fighting endlessly, can't help but shiver.

However, out of trust in the Captain, they helped each other as quickly as possible to tie everyone up.

Only Ivan, Milan, and Gary, the three extraordinary men with extraordinary physiques with the strongest resistance to negative effects, were responsible for feeding each of the **** crew members a sip of the diluted "madness potion".

After a while.

There was already a low, suppressed roar from the ship.

"what--"

"So hungry, so hungry!"

"I want to eat, eat beef, eat lamb, or eat anything I want!"

This is the normal performance of most crew members, the "appetite" is the strongest, and Ivan will record one by one.

"Look at my breast hair, has anyone seen such beautiful breast hair? I am proud of my beautiful breast hair!"

"No, my leg hair is the most beautiful!"

"Fart, the most beautiful thing is my beard!"

A few of the first things that show up are "desire to express", muscles, body hair, alcohol volume... nothing they can't compare with.

‘Are these guys so coquettish? Hard to look straight, goodbye! ’

However, I spit out, and I still recorded everything I saw in my hand.

"The captain's throne is mine, I am the best captain..."

Well, there is a feeling that there is no desire at all, just pure hysteria.

‘But, boy, your idea is dangerous! Need follow-up treatment! ’

He commented in his heart, and Ivan made a heavy stroke in his notebook.

what--!

At this time, Ivan was suddenly attracted by an indescribable cry. After going through the reputation, he saw that lying in the corner was the recruit Flake, who he was more optimistic about and had the potential for promotion.

When he came to him, the young soldier was staring at a small hole with thick fingers on the bulwark, licked his lips, and shouted in a goosebump-like voice: "Let me go! I have a bold idea. !"

Ivan looked at the small hole, then at Flake, a bitter cold behind him.

Bang--

Therefore, he suddenly slammed his fist on Fleck's head, and the hammer-like iron fist directly knocked him out.

While recording in his notes, Aiwen said to himself nonchalantly: "No, you don't want to!"

At this time, the notes had already recorded the symptoms of the crew members taking the "frenzy potion". Obviously, human emotions and desires are much richer than animals, and their performance is much stronger than that of "shadow lizards."

His face flushed, and the muscles on his body throbbed and twitched unconsciously, as if every body tissue had to rebel.

Even after dilution, Irvine personally controls the dosage, these sailors, who are the most powerful but the pinnacle of apprenticeship, are still ugly.

However, compared with the possible sensory loss and nerve numbness, this price is really nothing.

apart from...

The warrior who kept chanting that he wanted to be a captain has been recorded on a small notebook by Aiwen alone! His price will be a little bit heavier.

"Huh! What are you doing, Irving?"

Aiwen's actions caught Milan's attention and asked suspiciously.

When I walked over to Aiwen, he took a curious look at the notebook in his hand, including his age, position, physical fitness, body temperature, types of expressions of underlying desires, what he said, etc.

It looks like it's a... test record!

Facing Milan's contemptuous eyes.

Aiwen put away the notebook in embarrassment.

"Ahem, no, no, I'm just concerned about the health of the crew."

With the "data-based vision", the data has actually been recorded almost, and more than two hundred samples have made Aiwen's road to "psychic potions" no obstacle.

Among them, I would like to thank the crew for their contributions~www.ltnovel.com~ Anyway, I took the medicine, right?

Make the best use of everything, make the best use of everything! "

After solving the crew problem, Ivan took out the original solution of "Frenzy Potions" and dropped a drop of each in the remaining three populations.

Thanks to their extraordinary physique, their final performance was nothing more than a state after drinking and being slightly drunk, at least much more "good-looking" than the state of the crew.

All they can do this time have been done, and the only thing they can do is wait.

By now, Irvine had no intention to rest or continue his witchcraft research.

Staying on the deck with everyone, listening to all kinds of nonsense by the crew.

Keep your eyes on the beating time in the "data-based vision".

Suffering every minute.

Waiting for the moment when the sun rises again!