Chapter 349 Music

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!"

In the dim and colorful forest cemetery, the voices of clay figurines kept ringing, adding a touch of weirdness to this place.

The crew members with very tense expressions spontaneously formed a group and pointed their guns at the surrounding woods. They all felt that something bad had happened.

"What is this guy doing? Are these trees made by rope people?"

Just when Charles was thinking about where the Uha in the other party's mouth was, the abnormal movement in the depths of the forest caught his attention.

First, a linen-brown rope hung down from a branch, shaking slightly from side to side with inertia.

This is just the beginning. There are more and more ropes under the tree roots, under the leaves, and in the forest. Whenever the crew's vision changes, these ropes will be closer to the crew.

Soon these ropes gathered into a human shape, silently and oppressively rushing towards Charles from all directions,

It turns out that what the clay figurines said just now is the rope figurines, they are surrounded!

The crew never imagined that these rope people would use a human to ambush them.

Seeing this scene, Charles' face was extremely ferocious. He kicked the clay figurine flying out, and took out his revolver to kill the guy who led them into the trap.

But the rope man was one step faster than Charles, and appeared in front of the clay figurine to block the bullet.

"Lily, hurry up and let your mice stare at these rope people, let's break out first!" Charles tried to use the old method to solve this dilemma.

At this moment, Charles suddenly heard a strange noise behind him.

He turned his head abruptly, and was shocked to find hundreds of ropes drilled out of the soil, tying the heads of the mice tightly. The people who roped them had very high intelligence, and they would actually counter Charles' tricks.

Just as Charles was about to rush up to rescue the mouse, seven or eight ropes wrapped around his body from his armpits behind him, and the ropemen in the forest had already surrounded him.

"Damn!" The white arc kept beating on Charles's body, and he couldn't just sit still.

At this critical moment, Tuba suddenly closed his eyes and shouted to Charles: "I can hear their voices, they want us to stop moving!"

"Let's not move? Can't we stop here and let them strangle to death?" Charles' transparent tentacles stretched out from his back, and he pushed back violently, and those rope people were pushed away.

The white arc was thrown on the Ropeman like a long whip, but the attack effect was not satisfactory. Apart from a little white smoke from their bodies, the gang did not respond. The Ropeman was like an insulator, still using that strange way of action to attack the Ropeman. Charles gathers here.

Charles's translucent tentacles kept flying in the air, pulling away the rope people who were approaching.

"Give me the bomb! I'll stop them, you hurry up and save the mice! The eyes of the mice are the key to our escape!"

The crew quickly rushed to the side of the mouse and kept cutting the rope entangled with the mouse with a dagger. The rope was very tough and not easy to cut.

Feuerbach took out a few tin bombs, Dipper took out a firelight and rubbed it on his scales, lit the fuse and quickly handed it to Charles.

"Hiss hiss~" The fuse with sparks was getting shorter and shorter, Charles held the bomb with his tentacles but did not throw it, he was waiting for the second before the explosion.

The atmosphere became more and more oppressive, and Charles couldn't hear anything in his ears at this time, he could only hear his heart beating faster and faster.

At this critical moment, Charles found that for the first time the gang of ropemen in front of him moved in front of others, and they rushed directly like a big net.

No one thought of this sudden move, only a few people in Charles were not covered, and most of the crew of the Narwhal were tightly bound by ropes and could not move at all.

Charles had no choice but to extinguish all the bombs quickly. If it exploded, not to mention the ropers, they would all be finished.

Just when Charles thought that the rope man would strangle him directly, the other party didn't make any next move, as if their goal this time was to entangle.

"Captain, look."

Charles looked at Linda and pointed in the direction, and found that the clay figurine was also frozen on the ground, like a puppet.

Charles didn't know what happened, but no matter what happened, his most important thing now was to escape from this place.

Charles took out his black blade and was about to rush forward when a sharp music exploded from their left side.

Regardless of whether they were not entangled by the rope man or not, everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, only to find that there was nothing there except those colorful trees.

Suddenly, Charles felt something staring at him. This was not the eyes of one or two people, but the eyes of hundreds of people.

"Invisible?" A thought flashed through Charles' mind.

The jumble of notes rose higher and higher, combining into a frantic tune like a double bass, and the thing pulled and approached them with great speed.

The chief engineer next to him, who also escaped from the rope man's control, subconsciously took a small step back. In an instant, the singing voice in the air became harsh like fingernails scratching a blackboard.

"Puff, puff." Under everyone's shocked gaze, a living person was broken into dozens of pieces by something invisible, and the soil on the ground was instantly stained red with scarlet blood.

The sound of music surrounded everyone's ears, and everyone felt that there were thousands of eyes staring at them, but there was nothing around them.

At this moment, everyone froze, just like the Ropeman in the past.

Charles' eyes moved slowly towards the music, but he couldn't see anything.

Charles's heart moved, and one of his transparent tentacles stretched out from his left arm and waved vigorously towards the place where the music was the loudest.

The tentacle hit empty, he felt nothing, there was nothing there.

In the next second, before Charles could react, his outstretched tentacles had been cut into several pieces by the singing.

The breaking of the tentacles made Charles feel the severe pain of the broken limbs again.

A drop of cold sweat rolled down the scar on his face, and Charles fought back the pain. Did not dare to move at all.

A few minutes passed, the piercing music gradually slowed down, it became calmer and calmer, and slowly they disappeared.

When Charles felt that the eyes staring at him had completely disappeared, he didn't move anymore, and signaled others to stay still with his eyes. No one knows whether the other party will come back.

At this stalemate, Charles suddenly wanted to understand why there were no living creatures on this island except the Ropeman.

Maybe there was before, but just now those things were all killed by this voice.