Headshot Wizard - Chapter 215

Chapter 215 Ghost Ship (1)

The expected accident did not happen, and soon, the bright white light re-illuminated the entire bottom compartment.

There were more or less fluctuations in the faces of the five wizards, but when the light came on, they all concealed their emotions well.

Valerie shook the oil lamp in her hand dissatisfiedly, and muttered, “It really is the oil.”

“Unexpectedly Mr. Lance is so careful.” She looked at the white crystal gradually unfolding on the ground with some surprise.

Lance smiled silently. When passing by the white crystal jungle before, he collected some white crystals and placed them in the arcane ring. Although these white crystals are very embarrassing, once they leave people’s hands, they will quickly unfold and play a very good role in lighting.

The entire bottom compartment suddenly became extremely bright.

“You didn’t notice anything abnormal just now, did you?” Landry asked in a deep voice.

The other three shook their heads.

Lance pondered for a moment. He lowered his body and lifted his trouser legs.

I saw a bluish black handprint on his right ankle. That is a child’s handprint.

Through the light of the white crystal, everyone clearly saw this.

At this moment, even the most disdainful Valerie changed his expression: “This is… what is this?”

Lance shook his head: “I don’t know, I just heard the laughter of a child, and then I felt someone tripped me. I immediately threw this white crystal.”

“Children’s laughter?” Landry’s voice changed: “Is it a little girl?”

“No, it’s a little boy.” Lance said calmly, “Although his voice is very thin, he can still tell that he is a little boy.”

“No matter what, there must be a ghost in this ship!” Landry showed an uncomfortable look: “If I saw something weird by myself, it might be an illusion; now Mr. Lance has also tripped over something similar. , Can’t it be that both of us have hallucinations? Miss Dora, why are there so many accidents in this operation?”

Dora smiled bitterly: “Sorry, I also saw it in that book. It clearly states that this is the correct way to the Castle of Sivare.”

“I guess it doesn’t say what the probability of encountering an accident is.” Landry is still very dissatisfied and said: “To be honest, if the ship can turn around, I would rather return directly instead of the resources and treasures you promised. Who knows how many such [accidents] are waiting for us ahead?”

Dora shook her lips, her expression was a little low, and she chose to remain silent.

“A senseless quarrel will only waste time.” Lance stood up with a strange brilliance in his eyes: “I think we need to search the cabin of this ship.”

“This ship has three floors, and I am in charge of the first floor.” He first proposed.

“I’ll be with you, Mr. Lance,” Landry said.

“I’m in charge of the bottom deck.” Sacra said.

Naturally, Dora and Valerie could only choose the second layer.

A group of five people separated immediately. Lance and Landry got on the first floor of the cabin.

“Mr. Lance, what do you think the things we saw… are they?” Landry followed closely behind Lance. Although the apprentice from Rainbow Island was tall and tall, he looked courageous. It’s not surprising that Valerie will be teased by Valerie.

“Spirit body, or ghost, who knows?” Lance wasn’t very scared.

Humans are inherently afraid of the unknown, but these five of them are not ordinary humans. They are wizards, and they have powerful powers. And they are not ignorant of things like spirits and ghosts. In the Puppet City, he has also fought against the undead puppet masters. Spells are enough to cause damage to them.

From another perspective, if there are enemies or monsters on this ship who are plotting against them, then the strength of these enemies is certainly not strong enough. If the enemy is very powerful, they don’t need to hide or hide, trying to use some tricks to scare Lance and others.

“…So, they dare not show up directly in front of us because of their guilty conscience. They are not necessarily our opponents.”

Lance explained.

Listening to Lance’s confident voice, Landry calmed down a bit. But he still didn’t dare to be too far away from Lance, and followed him step by step.

“Just start here?”

Although he was asking in his tone, Lance didn’t agree with his partner at all, so he opened the door carelessly and walked in.

There is no dust or cobwebs, and behind the clean hatch is a neat and orderly house.

There are not many decorations inside, a small closet, a small bed, and a rattan wooden leather box beside it. There is a writing desk in the corner with a few books on it.

The standard seafarer’s room seems to be inhabited all the time.

Landry followed Lance, his hands beating with colorful lights-it was a small ring, the inner part of the ring was for seven sections, and each section was shining with a color of light. This is the characteristic lighting item of Rainbow Island, Rainbow Ring.

Lance walked to the corner and put a white crystal on the desk first. After a while, bright white light filled the room.

Landry let out a sigh of relief, and then smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: “Light always gives people strength, doesn’t it?”

“Relax.” Lance said relieved. “Let’s see what’s in this room.”

The two began to check the furnishings of the entire room.

Lance weighed the small stack of books on the desk and opened them one by one. Books are ordinary reading materials, and the only feature is that they are written in Abyssal Language. Fortunately, Lance’s research on Abyssal Language has reached the third stage-the level of intensiveness, and these words are basically not difficult for him.

“Very boring content.” Lance flipped through each book. The first few books were nothing.

As a result, when flipping the last book, he found a folded oil paper on the page of the book.

This oily paper feels very slippery and has a pale yellow appearance.

Lance put the book down and unfolded the oiled paper.

Halfway through the stretch, Lance realized that the front of the paper looked like an oil painting.

Lance’s heart moved, he combed with his right hand, and immediately spread the whole piece of paper on the desk.

In the next second, his scalp was a little numb–

The eyes of the baby on the oil painting are bitter, and the breastfeeding mother is also looking directly at Lance.

His head is almost exploding!

This oil painting turned out to be the one he saw in the laboratory corridor of the Gray-Eyed Cultist!

“Damn, what’s going on!” Lance’s mind was a little blurred.

He turned his head subconsciously, but the next moment, a cold chill went straight down his spine to his forehead——

The room is still clean and tidy, but he is the only one left!

I don’t know when, Landry disappeared. And it disappeared silently.

At this moment, the white crystal on the desk jumped slightly, and it started to dim.

Soon, the room became pitch black.

All that was left was his own slightly disturbed breathing.

…

On the second floor of the cabin, Dora and Valerie were walking back and forth in a cargo room.

“Do you think there are really ghosts on this ship?” Valerie asked as she walked, “I don’t believe in this. We are wizards and believe in truth and magic. Only foolish witches and witches believe in the sacred. Strange things—oh, there are even more ignorant magicians.”

“There is no absoluteness in the world.” Dora opened a cargo box, which was empty and nothing. “But I trust Lance’s judgment.”

“That Mr. Lance… is really unfathomable.” Valerie said pointedly, “He was the first to reach the base of the Gray-Eyed Cultist, and that Frieland was also conquered by him. But he never mentioned the blood of the true god from beginning to end.”

“Perhaps he forgot.” Dora frowned, unwilling to continue on this topic.

Valerie raised her eyebrows, and suddenly she let out a cry.

“What is this?”

She found a slightly larger box behind all the boxes, which was tightly closed.

On the top of the box, some fluffy things faintly leaked out of the cracks.

The two women looked at each other and walked over.

Valerie put on her gloves cautiously, then stretched out her hand.

She held the furry things, looked at it carefully, and immediately her expression changed.

“What’s the matter?” Dora asked.

Valerie’s voice trembled slightly:

“This is…hair…human hair, and it’s not alone.”