Although the atmosphere was a bit depressing, the crew's emotions were still stable. Now this environment is at most a bit cunning, and it is not the worst case compared to the previous islands.

Charles, sitting on the stone, was talking to Richard in his mind.

"The island probably has little hope, it doesn't look like it has sunshine."

"That's not, this place smells so bad. If it's too late, I'm the one who repairs the exit, so I won't repair it."

"Let's explore first, maybe the "king" deliberately hides the supply island like this."

"Oh? If they have really been to this island, wouldn't it mean that there are relics in this place?"

"Stop making trouble. Isn't the lesson learned last time enough?"

"What am I doing? Isn't this improving our strength? Isn't it all relying on the ability of relics to survive until now?"

"Each side effects of relics are very powerful. simply having more relics does not make us stronger."

At this moment, Dipp's voice interrupted the two of them. They controlled their heads and saw their sailor pulling out a cylindrical object from their backpack.

"Haha! I brought this with me, and I thought I had forgotten."

Seeing the gazes from his companions around him, Dipp showed off proudly: "This is a new thing from England, look at it."

He pressed a red button on it, and a dazzling white light shot straight into the fog. "This is a flashlight, a movable light. I have never seen it before. Captain, why are you laughing at? And you see, this thing can also adjust the size of the light column."

As Dipp turned the flashlight's aperture, the white light shot up quickly gathered, and the boy held it in his hand like a lightsaber.

The boy was also very playful, holding a flashlight and constantly gestured, while the light beam kept sweeping through the confusion.

Charles looked at the light and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. This thing might be really good. It is not only durable than a torch, but also resistant to storage, and has a stronger penetration in this dense fog state. In his heart, he defined this thing in the next risky shopping supplies.

"Ahhh!" Lily, who was standing behind Charles' head, suddenly screamed in horror.

"What's wrong?" Charles led her to himself.

"Then... there is a face over there! When the light column just swept over, there is a face."

Charles glared on the stone and rushed towards the direction Lily pointed. The sound of bullets loading behind him rang out, and the crew followed.

They quickly walked through the fog and found the big face in Lily's mouth, only to find that it was not a person, it was a painting drawn on the wall.

It is said that it is a painting that is more like a kind of clumsy graffiti for children. Although the painting skills are sloppy, the emotions that this painting wants to express are conveyed.

It was a naked human who was desperately pinching his neck, and his painful expression was about to appear. This look, coupled with the sloppy graffiti, looked particularly weird.

"Mr. Charles, who drew this thing?" asked Lily, who shrank her head into his clothes.

"Compared with this painting, I want to know more about who built this wall."

Charles touched the solid wall with his hand, and the thick fog blocked his vision, unable to see how high and wide the wall was.

He tried it with a black blade and found that the wall was very strong and its hardness was almost comparable to cement.

What kind of people can repair a wall in a stinky swamp for no reason? Judging from the light yellow color, it doesn’t look like the style of the foundation. Is it the “king”?”

"Go ahead and take a look along the wall." Charles took the crew again.

The fire slowly disappeared from the painting, and the terrifying portrait suddenly became distorted, and then more miserable graffiti appeared from the wall. Their mouths opened and silently wailed, entangled with each other. The entire wall was quickly filled with them and merged with the darkness.

Charles walked along the wall for nearly two hours and finally reached the end of the wall. A wide mouth suddenly appeared, covered with fog, and it was impossible to tell what it was inside.

Fortunately, Charles added a lot of new props this time and happened to be used at this time. He took out a mirror box from his backpack and ordered the vampire to fly away from a distance and then opened the mirror box directly.

The dazzling sunlight instantly dispelled the thick fog, and everyone present was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In the wide mouth of the wall, several walls crossed each other in the distance, forming an extremely huge maze in the wet fog.

Each wall is extremely high and wide, as if this maze was built for a giant a hundred meters tall. Just standing next to you can feel trembling.

The warm light slowly disappeared, and the walls once again disappeared into the fog.

After a long time, a harsh friction sounded, and Charles raised the black blade and drew an arrow on the wall.

"Let's go!" He raised his foot and walked into the fog.

The atmosphere became more and more depressing, and everyone could see that this place was very dangerous and no one wanted to die. Everyone was energetic.

Although Charles and the others were on guard, they had been in the maze for a while and no abnormality had occurred.

There is no abnormality now, which can only prove that the danger has not yet appeared. Charles doesn't like this feeling of waiting, and his spirit is very tense.

There was no stone rest in the maze, and Charles' feet gradually moved and froze unconsciously. He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and found that they had been entering the maze for almost two hours.

After taking a look at the sewage on the ground, Charles drew an arrow on the wall, turned around and said to the crew, "Explore for another half an hour. If you haven't found anything yet, we will come here today and go back to the boat to rest and set off."

When everyone, including the doctor, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, this kind of place really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Time passed little by little. It was almost half an hour before, Charles suddenly swung the black blade in his hand, and the blade stabbed directly into the water with the afterimage. Then Charles kicked his feet and followed him. He grabbed the hilt of the knife in the water and lifted it hard, but found that there was nothing on the surface of the knife.

It was not Charles who took action this time but Richard.

"What did you find?" Charles asked in his mind.

"Just just saw ripples suddenly stirring up on the water. I thought there was something in the water. Strange, was it because I was dazzled?"

Charles used a black blade to explore the water, and there was nothing but a pile of mud.

He stood up and looked at the time, "Let's go back, it's half an hour, come back after resting."

Everyone felt relieved and turned around and left. However, when Charles checked the number of people again, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his face.
Chapter completed!