No, it's true
"W-What is this?!!"
"No, no, no, don't panic! Maybe this is fake too!"
"Right, right, right, we can't lose our composure. This must be fake. We just need to stay on the ghost ship!"
Everyone panicked for a moment, then they seemed to remember something and instantly became tough, not running away at all.
No, this is true... Jiang Jingyuan stared at the graceful and agile figure of two or three people's height in front of him without blinking, and deliberately stepped lightly as he slowly retreated.
"What are you standing there for?! Run!" someone shouted and ran into the crowd.
Although they had encountered the environment before, their spiritual power and physical strength were definitely depleted, and they would be in no good position if they faced the enemy now.
“Can’t run!!!”
The other man came to his senses and shouted, "If we run, these things will get into the boat! Then they will chase us and it will be difficult to drive them out!"
"But we just won't run. How can we have the strength and energy to fight them?!" The man who first told everyone to run away turned back anxiously. Even though he knew that what the man said made sense, he was reluctant to stop and fight these water ghost-like creatures.
The woman who was blocking the crowd couldn't help but look conflicted upon hearing this. Her voice unconsciously lowered a few notes, but she remained firmly planted. "Then we can't run! We can't give up the ghost ship we've finally secured now, can we?! Besides... didn't someone say we could reach the fairyland in just one night?"
As she spoke, her voice grew firmer, "Yes, yes, if we hold on together for a few hours, we'll reach the Immortal Mountain by dawn! If we give up halfway now, we'll really be buried in the sea!"
"It will be dawn soon!"
She held the sword tightly in her hand, glanced at everyone, and said quickly and loudly:
"Let's hold on a little longer, we'll soon reach the fairy mountain!!!"
They knew it in their hearts and understood it, but they were asked to fight for their lives... Everyone frowned, their faces full of confusion and hesitation. They wanted to stay but were afraid, and wanted to leave but knew that running away was not the best option.
"ah!!!"
A scream suddenly pierced the night sky.
Everyone was startled and subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to be met with a pair of ruthless silver eyes——
“Ahhhh—”
“Ah! Ahhh—it’s the water ghosts! They’re crawling into the boat!!”
“Get out! Get out!! Run!! Run ah——”
Countless graceful and agile figures, illuminated by the moonlight as large patches of bright white, climbed up the ship's side and quickly climbed into the dilapidated ghost ship. They piled up like a tide and surged towards the survivors on the ship!
Caught off guard by such a horrifying scene, everyone instantly forgot about any concerns or weighing of pros and cons, and immediately became panic-stricken and chaotic.
They ran in panic, bumping into each other with a bang, and hurriedly pushed away the people in front of them amid the rustling sound of fabric, running upstairs.
The remaining few who wanted to hold their ground were angry and annoyed when they saw this. They could only turn around and run with their swords in hand helplessly - even with so many people on the boat, it was not certain that they could hold out until dawn, let alone with only a few of them?
What about weighing the pros and cons and focusing on the overall situation? The premise is that this is all without sacrificing yourself!
"Walk!"
In a corner shrouded in shadows, Jiang Jingyuan stared at the figure climbing into the building ship in front of her. She stopped retreating and suddenly shouted loudly to the front, turned around and ran.
Hua Si Miao, who was separated by the water ghost on the other side, was sweating profusely. Upon hearing this, her eyes instantly became determined, and she decisively followed her and ran in the direction where everyone was fleeing.
Do you have the will but not the ability?
There are such reasons, but everyone knows that there is a hidden concern... the fear of becoming someone else's wedding dress.
If someone stopped to fight these water ghosts for a while, let everyone see, let everyone calm down and fight together, the subsequent situation would be much easier, but who would be willing to do such a life-threatening thing?
They don't know what self-sacrifice is, they only know -
If I die, you won't be able to live either!!!
The clanging of metal echoed beneath the moon, the powerful sound of the surging waves mingling with the rustling of broken bones and splattered blood...
As the ghost tide of water swept fiercely and everyone ran, the gray and black dilapidated ghost ship slowly tilted to one side...
The bright moonlight more or less illuminated the terrified and distorted faces, which became brighter and darker, and it was extremely terrifying and weird.
"Go! Go! Don't go upstairs--"
The person who had rushed up the building first suddenly ran down again, screaming like crazy, and ran head-on into the crowd. He didn't dare to stop for a moment and dived into the crowd again.
With wolves in front and tigers behind, they could only hide the crowd around themselves and tremble constantly.
What happened?! The people who were running upstairs paused, a strong sense of foreboding suddenly rising in their hearts, and they hesitated, not knowing whether to continue running forward.
Listening to the "patter" sound of the sea water hitting the deck behind them, the few people in the front of the crowd gritted their teeth, their eyes suddenly became determined, and they gathered their strength to rush into the building.
"Go! Go! Go! Don't run into them!!"
“Don’t touch them!!!”
At this moment, "dong dong dong... dong dong dong..." came the sounds of people running or rolling down the stairs.
Those people, like the few who had run down earlier, were like crazy people, sometimes yelling "Don't touch them", sometimes making meaningless, incoherent cries and screams, shrinking into the crowd and trembling. No matter how others asked, they just kept yelling "Don't touch them", and could not say anything more.
The people who wanted to run upstairs suddenly stopped thinking, but they became even more anxious.
This is really a desperate situation!!
If we had known this would happen, we would have fought those water ghosts just now, and we wouldn’t have ended up in this situation where we can’t advance or retreat... Everyone suddenly felt a strong sense of regret.
Another person staggered down the stairs, and everyone ignored him and let him rush into the crowd. Their sharp eyes stared at the upstairs vigilantly without blinking, waiting in fear for the thing that frightened so many people to appear.
However……
“Don’t touch it—don’t touch it!!!” Several people huddled and shivering in the crowd suddenly let out sharp and shrill howls.
Everyone turned their heads to look at them, only to see them change their previous cowering attitude and suddenly pull the people around them away...
The figure staggered towards the crowd.
What?! Everyone was confused, but they quickly dispersed. Their hearts were pounding, and their eyes were fixed on the figure with vigilance.
The figure seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and fell to the wet deck with a thud. He twisted his body and struggled to stand up, but fell to the deck again and again.
A strange howling sound, neither human nor human, like human but gradually becoming unlike human, rang out amid the surging sea, like a cry for help in a dying struggle. He stretched out a long, shriveled hand towards the people in front of him, his five fingers shaped into claws, and on his arm... there was a pus-stained feather stuck.
No, everyone looked closely and saw that feather, that feather...actually it was growing from the back of his hand!!
Everyone was stunned.
Then, screams and the sound of gnawing were heard again from the back. Everyone came back to their senses suddenly and subconsciously raised their feet to move forward, but they saw overlapping figures stumbling down the stairs in the dark. The faces of the people trapped in the middle turned pale.
"call……"
As the salty sea breeze blew, a melee on the dilapidated ship was about to break out!
A large number of overlapping waves of water ghosts came from behind and covered them.
In front of them, feathered figures, covered in bruises, tumbled down the corridor, stepped on puddles of pus, stretched out their long, shriveled arms, screamed, and ran towards the crowd as if asking for help.
Foul-smelling pus dripped down their feathers and shriveled legs and feet, spreading rapidly on the deck. The pus-stained feathers were separated from their skin and flesh, and were blown towards the panic-stricken people in gusts by the sea breeze.
“Don’t touch them!!!”
The sharp and shrill screams seemed to echo in the minds of everyone on the deck again.
The chill quickly climbed up their spines, and everyone's scalps felt numb. They turned around decisively with swords in hand to face the large number of water ghosts behind them.
Under the moon, on the sparkling sea, the ghostly dilapidated ship swayed slowly and silently from side to side. Only the fish that swam close could hear the endless screams coming from the ship.
A withered hand grabbed the man's arm. The man shuddered, turned quickly, and chopped off the head of the figure behind him with a sword.
The feathers stained with pus trembled, and the human head with three or two feathers on its face fell to the ground. The blood and pus spurting from the broken neck instantly soaked the man's face.
The man's expression froze for a moment, then he let out a shrill scream. With a clang, the longsword fell to the ground. The man scratched at his face, his body twisting and struggling, crashing into the headless corpse behind him and crashing onto the deck. As he tumbled and struggled, a pus-soaked feather emerged from between his fingers...
Pus spread across the deck. A pair of white boots embroidered with cloud patterns kept jumping on the deck that was not affected by the pus. Jiang Jingyuan dodged back and forth, almost having no place to stand. Her face looked a little bad, and she asked in her mind:
"yes……"
However, she only uttered one sound when Xu Qinglin's voice rang out in her mind: "It's not me."
After a pause, Xu Qinglin sighed, "So there are winged people... like this..."
Unable to obtain any useful information, Jiang Jingyuan immediately lost interest in her and just glanced around.
The screams gradually became quieter, and among the broken limbs and arms, human figures with feathers and pus slowly stood up, looking extremely terrifying in the gradually dimming moonlight.
"Throw them into the sea! Quick!" someone shouted.
However, another person shouted anxiously: "There are so many of them, how can we, the twenty or so people left, do it?!"
The survivors were pale, their lips moving but unable to speak.
"Shubao, Shubao!"
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly heard Hua Si Miao calling her softly. She turned her head sharply and saw the aqua-blue figure holding up a barrier.
Hua Si Miao called to her softly, "Let's hide inside! Daybreak is almost here, and we can reach the fairy mountain by just staying on the boat!"
Jiang Jingyuan turned around without hesitation and ran into her barrier.
Seeing that the pus and feathers stuck to the barrier looked like ordinary things and had no effect on the barrier at all, Jiang Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the winged people could only cause harm to living things.
Then, she stared at the dense crowd of graceful and agile figures on the deck, and compared them in her mind: "I can't break the situation, but I should be able to hold on until dawn."
Almost the next moment, the other people on the boat also put up barriers and retreated, not wanting to fight those things - they really didn't have the strength to do so.
Looking at the sky that gradually became clear and hazy, the embarrassed crowd all breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.
Fortunately, fortunately... we are finally reaching the fairy mountain.
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