Chapter 216 Mr. Tree

In front of Charles, seven or eight men with different appearances were lazily lying on the hard stone of the pier doing their own things.

Some of them were drinking and some were playing cards. Everyone's face was full of light and comfortable smiles. Judging from their clothes, they should be eating at sea, but there was not even a boat next to them.

The vampire sailor on the side stepped forward, raised his nose and sniffed. "Captain, it's true that they are human beings. I can smell them, but their mental state seems to be not right. There may be something weird about this island."

Without being reminded by his own sailors, Charles could also see that something was wrong with them. Generally speaking, people living in the port area are struggling to survive every day. If they really want to sit on the ground every day doing nothing, they will starve to death.

"Cheer up, don't let your guard down, no matter what happens to the people on this island, we will follow the rules of exploring unknown islands."

The crew members nodded and reloaded their weapons one after another. Everyone has experienced many battles, and they didn't panic in the face of the strange scene.

No matter how weird, at least these guys are still human, no matter how dangerous they are, are there still dangers from those unexplored islands?

"Hey, are you here to find Mr. Shu?" A bearded beard who picked his feet next to him asked the Charles with a smile.

Before Charles could answer, he spoke again: "Go to the center of the island, that's the giant tree in the center of the island, go find it, it can help you."

Charles, who frowned, looked at him vigilantly, and continued to walk forward.

As soon as I walked out of the pier, I found that there were also people sitting on the street outside. They were the same as before, but this time the scale was significantly larger than before.

Shoulder Lily opened her mouth wide and looked at the entangled white meat balls on the side of the road

Charles quickly grabbed her back and put her in his pocket.

"I hope that the crisis that the prophet said is resolved is true. No matter how you look at it, this place doesn't look like a safe place." Charles continued to walk forward with vigilance.

Along the spacious street, Charles set off with the crew all the way to the center of the island.

Walking among the buildings of different shapes, the crew members looked at the strange things around them in amazement. Just like the shops on the pier, the various buildings on the island also do not match each other.

The various shops here are not in accordance with the urban planning, and the various shops are built irregularly at all, and there is even a bar operating between two toilets.

These buildings are both wooden and stone, and Charles even saw a building made of gray-white coral rock.

He has only seen this style of architecture on Coral Island, and there should only be enough coral rock buildings in that kind of place.

As they walked further in, the abnormalities of the islanders obviously improved a lot. They sold things, worked, and ate normally, but everyone also had a faint smile on their faces.

Faces full of the same comfortable smiles, it really makes people feel a chill down the back.

Fortunately, facing the vigilant crew, the people on the island didn't pay any attention at all, and they still went about their own business.

Half a day later, Charles and the others finally came to the center of the island. Unlike the governor's mansions on other islands, in the center of this island is a mossy celestial elephant tree that is more than 30 meters high.

Just when Charles was hesitating, an elderly newspaper reader sitting in a rocking chair next to him said, "Looking for Mr. Tree? Go ahead and hug him. Mr. Tree will solve any of your requests."

"Hug...?" Charles looked at the old man in front of him suspiciously, "Have all of you hugged?"

"Of course, otherwise, what are you doing here?"

Seeing the comfortable smile on his face, Charles felt a thump in his heart. It seems that the giant tree in front of him is the key to breaking the curse of the gods, but no matter how you look at it, this tree is full of danger.

After a brief consideration, Charles asked the crew to tie a rope around his waist, and ordered them to separate himself from the giant tree as long as there was any abnormality in him.

And in order to prevent himself from being controlled and hurting others, Charles also took off all the relics on his body.

Everything was ready, looking at the huge tree trunk like a huge rock in front of him, Charles took a deep breath and hugged the moss-covered tree trunk with both hands.

"Dang~" The slender bell rang in Charles' ear, and he heard a voice coming from the tree.

"matter?"

Seeing that this giant tree can really communicate, Charles felt a little relieved. Although being able to communicate does not mean there is no danger, at least he feels a little peace of mind from his heart.

"I need to lift the curse of the gods on my body. Some people say you can do it?" Charles asked his question to the tree.

"Um."

In the next second, Charles felt his cognition change, and everything around him changed again. This change was not a vicious hallucination caused by the curse, but a fundamental change in vision, just like his eyes had evolved instantly.

At this moment, Charles saw his body, any inch of skin in his body, and the flesh and blood under the skin.

Immediately afterwards, he saw some kind of non-physical existence floating out of his body.

It was a black substance similar to an amorphous boiling mass, with some slag in it.

These weird substances are constantly peeling off his body and drifting towards an extremely distant place.

Charles turned around and looked in that direction. At this moment, his eyes seemed to have no horizon, and he could see things thousands of kilometers away.

The line of sight stopped at a point several kilometers away, and Charles saw some creepy "things".

That lump of spindle flesh that is hard to describe, but its body is not completely solid, it looks like it is covered with a layer of watercolor filter.

There are many yellow eyes of different sizes on the trembling flesh and blood. Between the eyes, there are various deformed mouths dripping with black mucus, which are constantly crowded and screaming.

In the next second, one of the eyes of the mass turned around and stared directly at Charles. Those yellow eyes were so familiar, Charles remembered that it was the one he had seen when he first came down. "God"! !

The moment those eyes stared over, Charles felt that his body instantly liquefied into water, flowing around the street in unimaginable pain.

Charles wanted to look away, but he couldn't even blink his eyes now, his consciousness was undergoing a certain change, and various indescribable murmurs filled his ears.

Just when Charles' sanity was running low, a soft white light flashed over, and Charles's collapsed consciousness quickly blurred.