Chapter 765 Gavin

It will take a certain amount of time to dispel the vigilance of the Hikers. Although the Foundation may not notice Cindy, Charles still feels safe in this matter, and wants to find another Hiker who defected from the Sea of ​​Misty , but it is not so easy to find.

Cindy stayed at home for half a month, and when the parents at home were probably worried about their child's illness, Cindy finally went out.

Broken Heart Island is a very scattered archipelago, where boats are more practical than cars. Xingdi got a small boat and started the work of transportation. Of course, it was Charles' attention.

This job is not about how much money you make, but that as long as you do this job, Cindy can run around on Heartbreak Island without being suspected by others.

As a boat that sees off customers, it is very common to solicit customers around, and it is also normal to chat with customers and tell them what they say.

While wandering around with Cindy, Charles saw the residence of the prophet who had helped him, the jellyfish prophet.

However, as it is currently uncertain whether this thing is a member of the foundation, Charles dare not contact it rashly.

"Miss, you've reached the end of your heart. Be careful that the boat shakes." Cindy said to the guest with a smile.

This three-meter-tall woman in colorful cloth raised her chin high, stepped off the boat, and walked into this small island located at the bottom corner of Broken Heart Island by stepping on smooth steps.

As Xinli pulled the reins, an earthworm in the water that looked like a giant python twisted its body, pulling the boat around the island slowly.

The action seemed to be looking for a guest who wanted a boat, but Cindy whispered in an almost inaudible voice: "My lord governor, look, the building in the upper left corner, according to the information I found, that is Where the Fortan converts are held on Broken Heart Isle."

As the ship moved slowly, the skeleton gate where several giants stood appeared in front of them.

Cindy got into the cabin, and said to the eyeballs in his hands with a little excitement: "My lord governor, our compatriots are all inside, we must find a way to release them."

After thinking for a while, Charles said, "Don't act rashly. I will find a chance to let me go down later. I will go to explore the way first, and you will come to pick me up the next day."

Compared to Cindy, who was three meters tall, Charles, who looked like a spider, was obviously much easier to sneak into.

Cindy immediately complied, and when he blocked a fat man who insisted on letting him be his own boat, Charles's eight legs swung quickly, swished, and got into the shadow of the corner of the house.

In the absence of electric lights, the lighting of oil lamps is limited, and the dimness of the island undoubtedly gave Charles a chance to sneak in.

After quickly circling around and carefully surveying the enemy's situation, Charles controlled the spider to crawl along the wall to the second floor and burrowed in.

A Heke girl passing by rubbed her eyes, and asked her mother doubtfully, "Are my eyes dazzled? Why do I feel like I saw an eye running across the wall?"

Glancing at the gloomy building next to her, and then thinking of the people imprisoned inside, the mother shivered and pulled her daughter away quickly.

Jumping from the window, Charles retracted under the bed next to him at the fastest speed. He waited quietly until late at night, and then he leaned out to observe the surrounding environment.

This should be a utility room, judging from the accumulation of dust, this place has not been used for a long time.

Charles quickly got out, stuck to the edge of the ceiling, and quickly searched for the place where the lunatic was held.

This kind of place is not difficult to find, and the place is not very big, especially when the function of each room is thoughtfully written on the wall.

In the basement barely lit by burning torches, one hand stretched out from the cage, drooping weakly, looking at the dark heads imprisoned in the cell, Charles almost thought he was in hell.

Suddenly an arm stretched out from the cage at a very fast speed, grabbed Charles and stuffed it into the big mouth with dirty lips!

The venomous mandibular teeth bit the dirty hand hard, and taking advantage of the pain, Charles quickly climbed along the wall to the ceiling.

At this time, Charles, who was sitting in the Governor's Mansion of Hope Island, couldn't help breathing a lot faster. He didn't expect that in the situation just now, it was no problem to catch spiders, but he still ate them.

"Damn it! Where did it go!! Such a big eyeball spider, how juicy!"

As soon as the man made a call, the cell suddenly boiled, and they cursed at each other, complaining that the other party woke them up.

Looking at the boiling crowd below, Charles felt a little troubled for a while. Although the identity of a spider is very good for sneaking in, it is very troublesome when it comes to revealing his identity. If he doesn't reveal his identity, then these people will only help his own insect.

Charles crawled slowly in the shadows, looking for something among the faces.

It can be seen from their mental outlook that the king of Broken Heart Island has no intention of treating these lunatics at all, and simply detains them as serious criminals.

Suddenly Charles stopped writhing his feet. He saw the people in these cages, and the people in one cage were obviously different from those in other places. That's not the Hek tribe, it's a human being, a bald young man with octopus tentacles tattooed all over his face.

The young man was lying on the wall, drawing something on the wall with bloody fingers. His eyes were extremely dark circles and bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't slept for a long time.

But he didn't look sleepy at all, instead he continued to paint fanatically, covering the entire wall with an extremely scribbled blood-red portrait of Fortan, surrounding the idol in various ways to praise Fortan poetry.

These blood-red things, coupled with the swaying flames of the torch on it, looked extraordinarily terrifying and frightening.

Charles knew this man, although a long time had passed, but because of his bald head and tattoos on his face, he remembered this man as a teenager when he first met him.

The extremely excited Gavin looked at his masterpiece on the wall, and he felt that the Fortan God in the painting seemed to have come to life, and the great Fortan God was signaling to himself to prove his piety.

But at this moment, a spider with an eyeball on its back crawled onto God Fortan's face, and the fantasy in Gavin's mind was instantly shattered, because he hadn't slept for a long time, and his mood became very violent.

Gavin, who was biting his gums bleeding, looked at the spider on the wall full of killing intent. He took out a stone from his arms, and was about to smash it hard at the spider.

But when he raised the stone high, he stopped slowly, and he saw the spider posing some words with a white web.

"Gavin, do you still remember the person who touched your neck tattoo that day?" The moment he saw these contents, the sharp stone slipped from Gavin's hand, and tears flowed from his eyes unstoppably.

"You are the adult who had the mark of God back then?! You haven't forgotten me!!" Gavin said tremblingly several times.

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