Gunshots, angry curses, and the sound of ships shaking.

The atmosphere of the entire ship became suffocating, and the crew members fought fiercely with these half-human and half-fish dives.

Faced with the firearm attacks of the crew, the deep divers used strange weapons made of various corals to counterattack, most of which were melee weapons, but also long-range.

"Swoosh~" A spear with a rope shot over and stuck it on a sailor's stomach. The rope broke tightly and pulled the exposed intestines of the screaming sailor and dragged them towards them.

The next second, the rope loosened, and the deep diver who was pulling the rope was shot directly by Charles.

Although the deep diving people look terrifying, their strength is not as strong as the natives of other islands Charles has encountered. For a moment, the two sides fought to the point.

But as time goes by, Charles is generally at a disadvantage. There are endless deep dives underwater, and the crew members will be less than one injured.

Charles knew that this was not a solution, so he kicked the monster in front of him, rushed to the deck cannon, and skillfully launched the bullet.

"Boom!!" The cannon sounded, and a thick tentacle on the ship exploded into two sections. The Narwhale suddenly raised it.

The sound of cannons continued, the tentacles were quickly interrupted, and the ship finally regained freedom.

"Man, go quickly!! Leave this place first!!"

The narwhal began to accelerate, and she shuttled over the city of Deep Diver like a speedboat.

On the deck, Charles and his crew cleared the remaining dives, and they retreated step by step without support.

Just as Charles shot a sliver in the heart of a sliver, a black shadow pounced on him from the bottom left.

Charles almost subconsciously pulled the trigger to the other side.

"Ding!" The bullet was blocked by it with the dagger in its hand. The ordinary diving player was definitely not so agile, that was Dipp.

The former sailor hit Charles hard and flew towards the sea next to him. "Captain! Believe me once!! I'm really for your own good!"

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him, Charles bit his teeth tightly and pulled the trigger to his heart.

Faced with this injury, Dipp still refused to let go, staring at Charles with pleading in his eyes. "Captain... believe me..."

"Get out of here!" Charles's prosthetic limb hit his face like a giant hammer, his knees shrank and glared, and separated the two of them in the air.

"KaKaKaKa" Charles' anchor hook was nailed to the hull and took him back quickly. By the time Dipp smashed into the water, the Narwhal had already left.

Just when Charles thought the crisis was about to pass, a foam of black dirt rolled in front of the hull, and a humanoid creature with tentacles on his face rose from the foam and slung on the sea.

"Lily!! Come on him!!" Charles shouted loudly.

"Boom boom boom boom!" The sound of cannons continued, and as several water columns exploded on the sea, the last shell hit the thing.

The black smoke quickly dissipated, and the creature was completely unscathed.

Charles' pupils instantly shrank to the extreme. "How is this possible!! What exactly is this thing made? Even shells are not used!?"

At this moment, the octopus raised its fingers covered with dirty mucus and pointed at the bow of Charles' ship.

Although nothing happened, everyone on the ship felt something suffocating.

Just as the feeling became stronger and stronger, it suddenly came to an abrupt end. The Narwhale and that thing had nothing to do with each other.

Charles looked at the eyes in the tentacles and always felt like he was staring at him.

The thing seemed to be their last attack, and the dives around finally began to dive and they finally began to retreat.

The Narwhal was still speeding at high speed. They didn't know where they were going, but no matter where they were going, it was absolutely right to stay away from the place they were just now.

Looking at the messy deck, a deep sense of loss enveloped Charles' heart. He never expected that his former companion would betray him.

Charles took a deep breath and cheered up. It was not the time when his crew members still needed him.

The crew began to quickly clean up the battlefield, some sorting out supplies and some rescue the wounded.

This time the losses were huge, with the second-pipe wheel death, the third-pipe wheel death, one sailor died, and four other crew members seriously injured, almost everyone was injured.

Charles, who was sitting in the captain's room, had a gloomy face. He was not sad for the loss of the crew, but was also impatient for another thing.

If there was a possibility of finding a way back before, then after a battle with the deep diving players, they had completely lost their way.

Looking at the complex chart in front of him, Charles really didn't know where the ship was currently, and it was wrong wherever he went.

"What are you going to do?" Charles, who was holding his chest, asked to the first mate in front of him.

"Sacrifice..."

Charles sighed, "Let's limit the distribution of fresh water first. If we have no choice, we should not make such a cruel choice. We don't have many crew members."

"Maybe... we... take a few...slaves...Fetan...ships...are...this done by..."

Charles lowered his head and remained silent.

The Narwhal began a long wandering life on the sea. They are now heading south, and no one knows where the specific goal is.

When the order to reduce freshwater was issued, the crew immediately understood the current situation, and no one opposed it, and silently carried out the current task.

A faint feeling of depression enveloped the Narwhal. Charles didn't like this feeling, and he felt his head start to hurt again.

"Mr. Charles, give you this water." Lily sent a glass of water to Charles, who was writing his navigation diary.

"Where did this water come from?" Charles picked up the cup and pursed his chapped lips.

"What I saved with you is that our teacher is so thirsty, and mice can drink the slurry in the kitchen."

Charles held Lily in his hands with distress. He knew that this little girl was just lying to him. How could Danshui be nervous now? How could there be any sludge left in the kitchen?

He raised his mouth and took a small sip, handed the cup in his hand to Lily. "I'm not thirsty, you drink it."

Lily picked up the cup but didn't drink it, and said with a sad look on her face: "Mr. Charles, will we die of thirst? There seems to be only a thin layer left in the water tank."

"Is this only a little left..." Charles thought for a moment and stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

When he arrived at the kitchen, he was carrying a bucket of water in his hand.

"Mr. Charles, this is sea water. Drinking it will kill people."
Chapter completed!