"Are they all dead?" As she slowly moved forward, she thought about the whole thing in her mind: "If they were all dead, how could they do it? I didn't hear anything at night."
"I was killed by those who were silent!"
Weiya felt chilly all over. The more he thought, the more his heart sank. The sense of uneasiness was like a bell ringing in his ear.
What he could not see was that, about 40 steps away from him, at the door of the morgue, Yaerlin looked at him strangely, and a row of transformants in front of him were even more cold eyed.
Behind Yaerlin, the door of the morgue is closed. Fick, William and the ship doctor all cling to the door with their breaths on, carefully listening to the outside, but they try not to make any noise.
One step, two steps, three steps!
At the very moment, two figures on the left and right sides suddenly stood upright, breaking the evil wind of the air and taking the throat of Weiya.
The transformant seems to have a special preference for the throat of living people.
Weiya reacted quickly. The long sword in her hand was strong enough to drive her waist and legs to exert force by turning her toes, and she slashed forward fiercely.
The body was split in two by a sword. Weiya rushed out of a blood fog, the fingers of her left hand shook rapidly, and a series of fishing lines spun into a wind of knives in mid air.
The arm of another corpse was hanged to pieces in a flash, and blood splashed all over the sky. Several drops of black blood were on the collar of Virginia. The black blood was wrapped in the residue of black whiskers, especially in the dying activity.
Weiya's scalp was numb, the goose bumps all over his body were on the surface, and his neck was itchy. He was so frightened that he could hardly keep calm. He uttered a strange cry in his mouth, and the soles of his feet were trapped by a dead body.
The center of gravity suddenly lost its direction, and Weiya fell backward. His heart was tight, and he didn't care to lift his feet and kick forward.
The claws with a strong bloody smell tore down, and the sharp and tight nails were cracked with some tiny holes. The black tentacles drilled out mysteriously and condensed into sharp sharp blades.
Whew!
The skin was torn and two deep blood holes were exposed on the instep.
The body was kicked away with a heavy kick. Weiya tried to resist the sharp pain from her feet. Her left hand pressed down on the ground, and the whole person jumped up from the ground with strength from her waist and legs. The turning sword in her hand was bitten by a poisonous snake, and she directly chased the inverted body.
The black blade pierced the chest straight through, then pulled out and stabbed again, then pulled out and stabbed again.
Chi Sniff
In an instant, seven or eight sword holes running through the front and back pierced the body into a sieve, and a muffled sound came from the chest, as if a hot water bag had burst open.
The corpse suddenly lost its "vitality" and fell to the ground softly, returning to the corpse state.
"The key is the heart!"
He rubbed the skin on his neck with all his strength. The dander mixed with some strange dregs was crushed to death and thrown to the ground by him. At this time, he was distracted and felt the pain on the instep.
He gently moved his lower paw, and felt that the bones on the instep seemed to have cracks. A little movement would hurt people's lives. The only good thing was that there was no strange creatures wriggling in the blood and flesh on the instep.
When a corpse's heart dies, all its tentacles will die one after another. This time will not exceed 3 seconds.
Officer like this, Weiya still felt a flurry in her heart. He had to squat down and use his fingers to pick out all the debris falling on his instep cruelly.
A series of steps stepped on the deck with the same frequency, and her face turned white. There were at least ten footsteps in this dense sound.
His half squatting body froze, and he stood up with his teeth clenched. Then his left hand was clenched, and his left hand was empty. His face changed, and he quickly bent down and touched the ground.
"Don't move!"
Suddenly, all the transformants, no matter where they are, in the team, or standing up slowly from a pile of rotting corpses, all speak at the same second and say a word with one voice.
This agreed tone, with exactly the same speed, is eerily like a dozen voices are artificially adjusted to the same vocal cord, and controlled by the same person's consciousness It's incredible but it's actually happening.
"If you lose something carelessly, don't try to pick it up again, it will be impolite
Weiya was stiff all over. He looked at the direction of the voice with invisible eyes, and his hoarse and surly voice trembled: "Who? Who is talking?"
The topic in front of him opened the gap of one person, revealing Yaerlin behind. He had an indifferent smile on his face, and he didn't say a word. He just took out a pocket watch from his arms.
Pop, pop.
Yaerlin didn't speak, so the corpse didn't speak. For a while, there was only the sound of the pointer "snapping" and "snapping".
"The voice is a pocket watch!" Weiya was stunned for a moment, and then asked incredulously: "Yaerlin, are you Yaerlin, and that bosom means I gave it to you?"
"Good morning, Captain Wiya." Yaerlin closed his pocket watch and put it in his arms. "Your time is up!"
This time, all the corpses did not speak. Yaerlin's voice clearly penetrated into the ears of Weiya. His face suddenly became dark like ink that could not be fainted. His voice was full of murderous malice: "You did it, and you are the devil of all this?"
"Ah~"
Yaerlin sneered and said slowly: "Why is the captain so bitter and bitter? Every pirate on the Viking has innocent blood on his hands. Everyone is a sinner who should go to hell. The killers are always killed. Shouldn't he have realized this long ago?"
"You...... Fart!" Weiya gritted her teeth. "You are a good man. Don't forget, Yaerlin, you are also a pirate on the Weiya. What are you doing all this for?"
"Yes, I am a pirate!" Weiya shrugged her shoulders casually: "You see, you have already got the answer, that is, there is no future to be a pirate, so I don't intend to continue to be a pirate."
"So you..." Weiya was angry. He still couldn't understand the reason why Yaerlin did so. He was even too lazy to think about how Yaerlin did all this.
"The grandiose view is to eliminate the tyranny and pacify the good and uphold justice." Yaerlin licked his mouth: "The utilitarian answer is that I intend to become a just navy in the future."
"The identity of a pirate is a stain on my body, and I must wash it away." Yaerlin's voice suddenly chilled to the bone: "It's not difficult to operate, as long as the Vikia becomes history and is buried in this sea."
"Madman!" said Vaia, bursting out two words from between her teeth.