Chapter 568 Melee

"Boom!" A shell exploded at the stern of the Narwhal. The blown bow of the whole ship was raised high, and everyone on the deck was thrown into the air, including Margaret and Charles.

She couldn't take advantage of her in mid-air. This was an excellent opportunity for a sneak attack, and Charles would not give up on this.

A thirty centimeter long sharp black thorn suddenly appeared from midair, piercing towards the third rib space under Margaret's armpit.

It was the closest to the heart, and if this move was successful, Margaret would be killed in one move.

As a trophy on the surface, the black thorn is extremely sharp. Charles has tried it, and it is enough to break through his strengthened skin.

"呵呵呵~~" With the sound of nails scraping the blackboard, Charles' weapon could no longer enter half a point.

The air around Margaret seemed to condense into a solid state, forming an air wall that blocked Charles from approaching.

Obviously, for this attack mission, Margaret was fully prepared, even the defense method was prepared.

"I've got you!" Margaret lifted her tight right leg and kicked it with a strong wind.

"Stab!" There was a sound of tearing flesh and blood, and the three transparent tentacles wrapped around the black needle were abruptly broken off. If Charles hadn't spared a hand in advance and replaced his arm with tentacles, his body would have been severed at once. up.

The two people in mid-air hit the ground and fought each other back and forth. Orderick next to him took advantage of this moment and raised his rifle to help his captain.

Although the bullet couldn't penetrate Margaret's skin, hitting her face could limit the opponent's vision.

Suddenly the vampire's expression froze, and most of his neck split. Blood spurted out from the wound, printing a transparent humanoid silhouette next to it.

In the next second, under Lily's call, the mice on the deck quickly assembled, crawled on the invisible man and gnawed at each other's veins frantically.

The few remaining flying insects landed quickly and began to attack Lily's mice. There were explosions and screams, and the two sides fought in a mess. The battle situation was very chaotic.

The white arc jumped to Margaret, but even though she was convulsed by the electricity, Margaret, who had murderous eyes in her eyes, still rushed forward abruptly.

She slammed into Charles' body heavily, and her hands grabbed Charles' neck like iron bars.

Hearing the creaking sound in his ear, Charles felt that his spine was about to be crushed.

He flipped his right hand, and a sharp black thorn pierced out from the palm of his prosthetic arm, piercing towards her right eye.

Although Margaret dodged in time, she barely kept her eyes. The black thorn was like a razor, and a large piece of flesh was slashed from the corner of the eye to the temple.

As soon as the strength in the opponent's hand was released, Charles immediately turned back, and seven or eight black thorns stabbed Margaret from all angles.

For a while, Margaret was in crisis, but at this moment, an unexpected situation that no one expected appeared.

A shell shot down from the sky and exploded beside the two of them. The huge shock wave sent the two of them flying.

Charles slammed into the chimney fiercely, and the tall chimney was directly deflated by a large piece. With the corner of his mouth bleeding, he touched the black and purple neck that had been pinched, and stood up with a solemn expression.

The cannonball was not aimed at him. Right in front of his eyes, a cannonball directly hit the tens of meters long worm body, and the internal organs, skin and flesh splashed everywhere. Those guys in the distance seemed to be attacking indiscriminately.

134 Seeing this scene, the cute girl showed fury on her face, and she shouted at the warship in the distance: "Stop firing the cannons! Didn't you see that we are still here? Come here! Besiege them together!!"

Several warships in the distance heard the sound of 134, immediately stopped the bombing, and began to outflank the Narwhal.

Charles, who was panting heavily, was secretly anxious. He knew that he had to find a way to stop them. If the Narwhal was really surrounded, it would be a big trouble.

Thinking of this, Charles kicked his feet and rushed towards the worm-man hull that was clinging to his boat.

But at this moment, Margaret appeared in front of him again, and the two daggers thrown out before reappeared in her hands.

"Don't think about it, you have to die here today!" The blood from the wound dripped into Margaret's eyes, making her eyes turn blood red, coupled with that crazy expression, it looked extraordinarily frightening.

Now she is like a hungry ghost crawling out of hell, and there is no trace of the innocent girl back then.

Charles reached into his arms and pulled out his diary again.

The pages of the book were quickly turned, and Anna, who was wrapped in a white bath towel, fell out of it, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her expression was very impatient.

"What are you doing? I'm busy down there too, okay? Huh? Isn't this Margaret? Honey, long time no see."

Anna looked at the woman in front of her with a smile, and greeted her warmly.

"There's no time to explain! Kill her for me!" After Charles finished speaking, his body quickly transformed into a bat monster, attacking from the air.

Margaret was about to chase, but Anna appeared in front of her. "Honey, I'm sorry, but you can't go. The man in my family asked me to kill you. I've always wanted to know what your meat would taste like, and now I can finally do it."

As soon as the words fell, in Margaret's horrified eyes, she saw that her hands suddenly had their own thoughts, and she directly raised the dagger in her hand, and chopped it towards her neck.

Ignoring the battle situation behind him, Charles had already come to the top of the "King" at this time, and the bandaged plants had covered all the fat of the opponent. Even though it was struggling and rolling, the roots were still digging deeper and deeper.

But even though it kept roaring in pain, its huge forelimbs, like a praying mantis, still tightly hugged the bow of the Narwhal, without any relaxation.

With his wings closed, Charles swooped down on the "King" who had become the figurehead of the ship. It was its head. Even if it couldn't be killed, as long as it got out of control of its body, the speed of the Narwhal could be increased again. .

Seeing that the two sides were about to collide, a green shadow shot out from the corner of Charles' left side and hung on him.

That was the long monster next to 134 before, its speed was astonishing, its strength was astonishing, its centipede-like arms carried afterimages, and it crazily grabbed Charles' body.

Blood flew across the skin, and in just one second, one side of Charles' body instantly became bloody and mangled.

134 in the air is also approaching here, seeing that Charles is about to fall into a pincer situation, "Whoosh~!" Charles' body disappeared in front of it in an instant, and appeared on the large insect body of "King" not far away.

Charles, who had just landed on the ground, squatted down and couldn't help vomiting. The relics he took out from Alice last time just happened to be useful in this situation, but this side effect was really troublesome.