People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

"Crypt..."

"It's the esophagus of the Ghoul King!"

The ghoul raised his head and looked at the cliff against which the altar rested.

The darkness there has been churning ever since the prayer was interrupted, as if something was brewing.

What... what! ?

The ghoul's body twitched, and his heart seemed to be restrained by something. A deep red appeared in his washed eyes again.

The effect of washing the fruit is reduced.

Crane's heart trembled, and he hurriedly asked the last question: "What should we do if we want to leave here from the crypt?"

"Let it eat... ho... kill... ho... escape..."

There were bursts of beast-like howls coming from the ghoul's throat, and the only identifiable human voice was a few intermittent words, making it difficult to form a complete sentence.

But if combined with what it said before, then the ghoul should want to say.

Let the Ghoul King swallow them first, then kill the Ghoul King, and then you can leave here through the esophagus.

He's heart sank. Now that he has lost all his cards, how can he still have the ability to deal with the Ghoul King?

Just when she was depressed, Saron passed by her with a group of ghouls.

"Crane, are you okay?"

At this moment, she was completely overwhelmed by the ghouls, and Saron could only see a little bit of colorful light from the gaps in the darkness to distinguish her location.

Saron!

Maybe there is a glimmer of hope.

He reluctantly cheered up and loudly conveyed the information he had learned to Saron:

"Take Garp to the cliff behind the altar, let the Ghoul King swallow it, and then find a way to kill it, then you can leave here."

Saron was stunned and asked: "What about you?"

"I'm hopeless. At least you and Garp should live well."

"No! I won't let you die here!"

Like a madman, Saron transformed into a bulldozer and knocked away all the ghouls in front of him.

He protected Garp with one hand, and tightly protected the dying crane with the other hand, and then led countless ghouls towards the cliff.

Salong has searched this cliff four or five times, but he didn't find anything unusual.

"Salong! Inside the mountain! Blast everything behind the altar to pieces!"

Crane's idea was simple. The direction the ghoul was pointing was clearly here. Since it showed that no abnormality could be seen, the real abnormality was probably hidden inside the mountain.

Saron put her and Garp on his shoulders, holding his breath and punching the cliff one after another, causing gravel to fly in the darkness.

Seeing Saron's actions, the ghouls became even more furious.

One by one, they used their claws and claws on Sarong's body. Even Sarong's body, which was rough and thick-skinned, was covered with countless small wounds.

However, as large pieces of stone peeled off from the mountain, a magnificent and simple temple appeared in front of the three people.

The temple reappeared, and the ghouls surrounding Saron retreated like a tide.

They whimpered and crawled to the ground.

A mass of substance darker than darkness filled the entire door of the temple, with a strange dazzling feeling that made Sarong and He dizzy when they looked directly at the darkness.

A bone-chilling cold like death and void filled the entire valley.

Darkness poured out continuously from the door of the temple. It was like a tongue of fire with thick smoke, jumping and stretching, dragging its body happily towards Saron.

The speed was very slow, but both Sarong and Crane were stunned and unable to dodge.

He could only watch as the darkness swept him into the temple.

In the passage of the temple.

It's not like there's no light here like outside.

The walls of the temple are made of a special kind of stone, which shows a black-purple color like a rotting corpse. Hitting the stone with your fist has the same feedback feeling as hitting the tough flesh wall.

"I think we should be in the Ghoul King's esophagus by now."

He touched the stone wall and felt a beating like a heartbeat. The beating frequency of each stone was different.

Neither the colored mist nor the fruit-washing ability had any effect on the stone wall.

"Let's move forward first and see if there is any improvement."

Behind them was a mass of darkness that was exactly the same as what they saw when they were at the entrance of the temple. Thinking of the countless ghouls outside, the two of them instinctively wanted to continue walking forward.

Here their abilities are completely useless, and everything can only be left to God's will.

The further they walked, the slower their pace became.

It was as if something sticky was sticking to their feet, but when they looked down, they found that the road was no different from before.

Except for the increasing number of various skeletons on both sides of the passage.

However, even when Saron put the crane on his shoulders again, the stickiness under the crane's feet was still gradually increasing.

"and many more!"

He seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly asked Saron to stop: "Take a few steps back first."

Sarong retreated as instructed, and the sticky feeling under his feet became heavier.

"I see!"

"I know how to get out of here!"

However, a knowing smile appeared on He's face.

"What sticks to us should be the gastric juice of the Ghoul King, and the darkness behind the tunnel at the beginning is the real exit."

"Exit?" Saron kept walking, a little stunned: "Didn't you say before that we have to kill the Ghoul King to find the exit?"

"No, I must have misunderstood."

"What the ghoul is really saying is, 'Let it eat us and get out of here before it kills us'."

"If my guess is correct, the bones on both sides of the passage were completely entangled in the mucus under their feet, and were slowly digested by the Ghoul King."

"I see!"

Saron's steps became faster and faster, but the soles of his feet also became stickier.

Fortunately, they didn't go too far. Even though every step required Saron to use all his strength, they finally returned to the place where the darkness was.

"Then it's time to verify my suspicion."

The two looked at each other and jumped into the darkness one after the other.

Behind the darkness is no longer the lair of ghouls, but an endless nothingness, just like when Crane used crystals to travel through the Dreamland and Qinghai.

The void gradually disappeared, and the two of them kept imagining where they wanted to land.

West Sea, Illusia.

In the temporary headquarters of the Revolutionary Army, in the combat command room, two figures fell into the room one after another.

Seeing Crane and Sarong in a mess, Sabo looked at them with surprise.

"Crane, Sarong. You are finally back!"

"What about Cap?"

"Garp? Not long after you left, he woke up!"

"what?"