Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 215: It's a bit too much...

This scene made Roger think of the horror story of a "man-eating ship" that Wiseman told him when he was a child.

With the fleeting light, Roger found an extinguished kerosene lamp in a nearby wooden box, and a box of waterproof matches next to it.

Reeves stepped forward and lit the oil lamp. The soft light suddenly flickered and illuminated the surroundings.

The radiation range of this light was extremely limited, but it still made the three of them relax a little.

Roger handed the oil lamp to Thor, then squinted his eyes and used "Secret Insight" with the help of this only light source.

In an instant, a lot of past events about this corridor appeared in Roger's eyes in the form of information stream.

These are all true events, but for Roger and the other two, they are all secrets.

With the help of the faint bloodstain on the ground, Roger saw that not long ago, a young man covered in blood and wearing a sailor suit limped out from the corner at the end of the corridor with a look of fear on his face.

However, just as he was about to escape to the upper deck, a gray shadow suddenly floated up quickly, grabbed the sailor's neck, and dragged him back to the depths of the cabin with a look of fear and despair on his face.

Finally, a deafening scream resounded throughout the entire cabin. This unreal yet real sound actually made Roger's eardrums hurt for a moment.

He squatted down, took out a penny from his pocket, and then tentatively threw it towards the end of the corridor.

The coin landed on the wooden cabin floor with a dull bouncing sound, then rolled straight into the cabin and stopped when it hit the wall at the end.

Roger waited for about half a minute and tossed another coin, only then was he sure that the undead was not using sound to lock onto its prey.

"You can talk now."

Roger nodded.

"What's the matter, John?"

When Reeves heard Roger say this, he hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a low voice nervously.

Fortunately, this did not cause any abnormalities, which made him completely relieved.

"nothing."

Roger shook his head: "Uncles, be prepared. There are undead creatures in this ship."

"Undead creature?"

The two middle-aged men who had sailed on the sea for a long time knew what this meant. Their faces changed, and then they nodded solemnly.

On the other hand, no matter how dumb they were, they could see that Roger was definitely not a low-sequence Beyonder.

Just the ability to unlock the ship remotely and instantly know there were undead creatures in the cabin far exceeded the ordinary Sequence 8 level.

Thor and Reeves pulled out their guns from their gun bags and followed Roger consciously.

Roger naturally took on the responsibility of leading the group. He put on the "parasitic gloves" and walked in front holding an oil lamp.

When they reached the T-junction at the end of the corridor, Roger quickly pointed to the left, and then he and Thor, who was holding a gun, dodged at the same time.

Thor pointed his gun at the deep right fork and didn't see anything unusual.

Roger stared at a passage that seemed to lead further downwards. After carefully identifying it for a while, he found intermittent bloodstains on the ground.

That was the direction he saw the young sailor being dragged away by the gray shadow, and at the end of the bloodstain was a downward staircase, which seemed to lead to the space below the hull.

Roger checked around and saw several neat, fresh-looking scratches on both sides of the staircase entrance, as if something had rubbed against them.

The gray light and shadow in his eyes floated again, and he once again entered the perspective of "secret insight", using the scratch as a medium to observe the "secret" related to it.

For a moment, he saw many figures walking back and forth, almost all of them were sailors on the ship.

Not long after, Roger saw the crew member who had been dragged away earlier. He and three other people were carrying a large wet box and walking slowly towards the bottom of the cabin under the guidance of another middle-aged man.

The box was a bit rusty and was obviously made of metal. There were some black and green decorations on it, and even some barnacles and other things attached to it.

The metal decoration looked familiar to Roger, similar to some Quaternary items he had seen in Amon's "One Good Thing" second-hand shop before.

But as I walked, the lights around me suddenly went out.

Because it seemed to be night outside and it was pitch black outside the porthole, the lights went out and plunged the corridor into darkness.

But they did not panic, and stood still as if they were used to it.

As the middle-aged man clapped his hands twice, the lights in the corridor and the lights under the stairs lit up at the same time, as if some lighting mechanism was triggered.

"Wow, a voice-controlled light? How does that work?"

Roger was slightly stunned, feeling a little curious.

However, pirate ships often have many special mechanisms composed of seals and magic circles. Some pirate ships are even living seals themselves, so this is not surprising.

Then Roger saw four people carrying boxes downstairs.

However, as it was being carried up the stairs, the box got stuck on the door frames on both sides due to its size.

After a busy period of work, several young men finally managed to move the box down by changing the angle, but a few scratches were still left on the door frame.

It was the same ones Roger had seen earlier.

"Uncle Thor, what is the bottom of this kind of ship usually used for?"

Roger exited the "Secret Insight" perspective and asked.

He had never been on such a large sailboat, so he didn't know much about its structure.

"It depends on the specific layout, but it's usually warehouses, food storage, equipment rooms, etc., with a small number of crew quarters."

Thor answered based on his experience.

Roger nodded, turned around and clapped his hands twice tentatively.

Sure enough, when he did this, several lights in the corridor suddenly lit up, partially illuminating the fork in the road on the left.

The effect is much stronger than that of the oil lamp.

This operation surprised Thor and Reeves. They looked at Roger in disbelief. Roger just smiled and said:

"We have to find the captain's cabin first."

This is done because places like warehouses and food depots are complex and may contain certain dangerous items.

On the other hand, the captain's room is definitely not in that direction. Now if Roger and others want to find out what happened on the ship, they must first find the captain's logbook.

"Okay, I basically know where the captain's cabin is."

Thor nodded, and then the three of them once again walked towards the fork in the road on the left.

Roger walked in front, Thor was at the rear, and the weakest Reeves was still walking in the middle.

They passed through one room after another, and every time they came to a new intersection, Roger would clapped his hands twice to turn on the light in front.

The lights behind them and farther away will gradually go out.

For a moment, Roger and the other two were like walking under the spotlight. Wherever they went, the lights would light up.

The three of them crossed two intersections, and Thor whispered:
"It should be just after the next intersection."

Roger nodded slightly, then clapped his hands again.

Sure enough, behind the last intersection, a wooden door with a wooden sign that read "Captain's Room" appeared.

Roger breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to look at Thor, who understood and stepped forward to turn the doorknob.

To Roger's surprise, the door was not locked. He tried it out and found no danger, so he stepped into the dark captain's room.

Thor followed closely behind, but just when the two of them were trying to see if they could light up the lights in the captain's room by clapping their flashlights, something strange suddenly happened in the corridor!

The lights that had been turned on went out at a very fast speed, different from before. In almost the blink of an eye, the corridor fell into darkness again.

Even the oil lamp in Thor's hand, which was still burning, went out, plunging the surroundings into complete darkness.

At the same time, a very bad premonition came from Roger's heart. He clapped his hands twice in a hurry, but did not light the light.

At this moment, Reeves, who was still standing in the corridor, turned his head with horror and looked in the direction he came from, as if he saw something extremely terrifying.

That was a scene only he could see—a gray shadow crouching on the ground slowly stood up and looked at Reeves with its empty, dark eye sockets.

The next second, the thing suddenly rushed up at an extremely fast speed, comparable to the wind, and the sound of dense footsteps could be heard throughout the entire passage.

Reeves only felt that he seemed to be hit by some force, and then flew backwards.

However, Roger and Thor saw and heard nothing. When Roger clapped his hands again, the lights in the corridor and the captain's room finally came on.

There was no one in the captain's room, only a table, a few chairs and a large number of books and notebooks.

"John, Reeves is missing."

Thor's voice was so low that it seemed frozen. In the two seconds when the lights went out, his old friend of many years disappeared.

There was no sign, no sound, it was as if Reeves had disappeared from the face of the earth.

"Ah."

Roger looked back, his expression also solemn.

He activated "Secret Insight" again, trying to see clearly what took Reeves away.

But strangely, this time he saw nothing.

"Is it because the light is on?"

Roger's heart moved slightly, but with Reeves's previous experience as a lesson, he didn't dare to wait for the lights to go out again.

He pulled Thor into the innermost part of the captain's room and closed the door.

After silently reciting a prayer for the essence of Ghroth, Roger asked in his heart:

"Chavez Reeves' life is in danger."

Then he took out a white crystal pendulum and started divination.

The pendulum swung clockwise at a moderate amplitude and at a very fast speed, but it also swung sideways while rotating in circles.

"This means there is a fatal danger, but whether it is fatal depends on the situation..."

Roger was somewhat surprised by the divination result.

Although he had anticipated the worst-case scenario when boarding the ship, he was still somewhat caught off guard by the mysterious power on board that could make a person disappear silently right under the nose of a Dual-Path Sequence 5, or even Quasi-Sequence 4, Beyonder.

"Uncle Thor, please find the logbook first. I'm afraid Uncle Reeves won't be able to handle it if we delay for too long."

He spoke hastily, and Thor didn't dare delay. He quickly walked around the long wooden table in the center of the captain's room and began to search the cabinets at the back. Roger, on the other hand, took out the "Traveler's Dice" and began to arrange the contract ceremony in the captain's room.

……

Somewhere in the cabin, Reeves slowly woke up again.

The middle-aged man felt extremely sore all over his body, and he supported his body and forced himself to stand up.

With a flash of lightning outside the window, he found himself lying on the floor of a room that looked like a bedroom in one of the larger cabin suites.

And right on this floor, there were five long bloodstains leading deeper into the suite.

Reeves swallowed his saliva. His gun had disappeared. He had no idea where he was in the cabin and couldn't remember how he got there.

He tried clapping his hands twice, and with the sound of "pa pa", the light in Reeves' room did not light up, but he saw that somewhere deeper in the corridor of the suite suddenly lit up.

And that was exactly where the five bloodstains led to, which made Reeves extremely uneasy.

But considering that it was almost completely dark all around, the light made him feel more at ease.

In the end, the instinct to move towards the light overcame Reeves' restrained rationality, and he walked towards the light step by step.

The light in the middle went out once, and Reeves clapped his hands again to wake it up again.

When he got closer, Reeves found that it was a ladder leading down to a deeper storage space.

Reeves swallowed his saliva and immediately realized that this seemed to be the lowest level of the cabin.

However, at this moment, Thor and Roger were both on the upper deck of the cabin, and he was obviously moving away from them by continuing to walk down.

Reeves turned around and prepared to leave and find another way.

But before he could turn around, a huge force hit him from behind, pushing Reeves into the lighted storage room on the lower level.

With the sound of the door closing with a bang, the storage room that was originally lit was plunged into darkness again for some reason.

"Clap clap."

This time, Reeves felt that his lame leg seemed to be completely broken and he was completely unable to walk.

He endured the pain, resisted the strong smell of blood around him, tried to sit up, and clapped his hands twice.

But unlike before, the light in this storage room was not on.

"Clap clap."

He clapped his hands twice again, feeling extremely nervous and expectant.

But this time the light still didn't come on.

"correct."

Reeves suddenly realized that the box of waterproof matches he had used to light the oil lamp was on him.

This made him grab at straws and try to take out a match and light it.

In an instant, a ball of yellow light rose with Reeves as the center, and Reeves also looked at the surrounding environment with the help of this light.

Those were wooden boxes, wine barrels and the like, and at the deepest part there seemed to be a rusty metal box.

Before Reeves could see what it was, the match in his hand was about to burn out.

Reeves quickly threw away the match and prepared to light the second match before the fire was completely extinguished.

However, just as he tried to take out the matches, two pale, female-looking hands appeared at his ears and quickly collided with each other's palms.

"Clap clap."

……

Roger, who was accompanying Thor to explore the captain's room, suddenly heard an extremely terrified scream coming from the lowest cabin.

"It's Reeves!"

Thor also heard the voice and he spoke out immediately.

Roger nodded, quickly put on "Benjamin's Gloves", and then handed Thor an upgraded "Celestial" spell.

"Uncle Thor, if you are in danger, pronounce the word 'celestial body' in ancient Hermetic language and then throw this talisman away."

After quickly explaining the matter, Roger used "Benjamin's gloves" to open a door on the floor under his feet and slid in.

The first thing Roger saw was darkness. He tried to use the "Stage Ring" to snap his fingers to illuminate the surrounding environment.

This is an ordinary crew member's dormitory. It seems that because it is too damp and the guy who originally lived here had poor hygiene habits, the whole room is filled with a faint sour smell.

"'Wild Blade' crew rules..."

Roger noticed a piece of paper hanging on the wall, on which were written more than a dozen rules in extremely neat Feysac handwriting.

He didn't look at the details, but quickly glanced at the captain's seal at the bottom.

"Borneo Stone IV..."

This was a relatively common naming method in Feysac. In some larger families, if a descendant had the same name as their ancestor, they would use the suffixes "Second Generation" or "Third Generation" to distinguish them, and so on.

After receiving this information, Roger did not stay for long, but opened the door from the inside and re-entered the dark corridor.

"The smell of blood is much stronger than on the upper floor..."

Roger realized the problem immediately and clapped his hands, but no light came on.

After his eyes adjusted to the darkness for a while, he turned his head and looked a few meters behind him, where he could vaguely see a staircase leading to the upper floor.

Roger's mind moved, he turned around and triggered "Secret Insight" again in the opposite direction.

"The secret of this bloody smell."

However, this time, Roger saw a scene that shocked him greatly.

I saw many figures appearing beside Roger. These people were not ghosts, but real living people.

It’s just that these living people appeared in the past.

There are nearly 20 of them, most of them are men.

These people all had blank eyes and staggered towards the deepest part of the corridor.

And at the deepest part of the corridor, there was a pitch-black darkness that even Roger could not see through.

The darkness gave Roger an extremely terrifying feeling, like a black hole, swallowing up everyone who approached and then transforming them into something indescribable.

"Something that even I can't see through..."

His heart moved slightly, and he roughly understood what happened on the ship.

Roger then opened the door of the crew room that was filled with a strange smell, entered, and sat down on the ground.

He used his powerful spiritual power to quickly create a simple "spiritual wall" without any corresponding ritual magic, and then prayed:
"O fool who does not belong to this era, you are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, you are the yellow and black king who controls good luck...

“I pray for your help.

“I pray for your favor.

"I pray for your protection and care...

After the rusty light began to flow again, Roger finally felt relieved and whispered:

"Dear Mr. Fool, please tell Mr. The Hanged Man that I am currently at sea, but have been caught up in a supernatural incident on Damir Island.

"The root of everything lies in a pirate ship called the 'Wild Blade' anchored on the west coast of Damir Island..."

……

Roger quickly told Mr. Fool his guess, and then prayed that he would tell Mr. Hanged Man to find someone from the Church of Storms to help as soon as possible.

After doing this, he came out of prayer, opened the door again and walked out into the corridor.

"There are a lot of rooms in between... You can't just go straight through them, or you might be taken away by that mysterious force like Uncle Reeves."

Roger thought quickly and clearly, then stretched out his left hand wearing the "parasitic glove" and "stole" most of the distance to the end of the corridor.

With the help of the Sequence 4 seal, Roger instantly crossed more than ten meters and arrived at the place that gave him a great sense of terror in the vision of "Secret Insight".

After feeling his fortune and making sure there was no abnormal decline, he snapped his fingers again, illuminating the environment in front of him.

"It looks like the largest warehouse on this ship..."

Roger immediately saw a rather spacious space filled with various wooden boxes, iron boxes, wine barrels, etc., with rows of pickled meat hanging on the shelves next to it. It was obviously the main place for storing goods and food on the "Wild Blade".

However, at the deepest part of this space, there is a metal box about two meters long and more than one meter wide, decorated with strange patterns.

Reeves was leaning against the iron box, his right leg at a strange angle, as if the bone was completely broken.

Not only that, the face and lips of this middle-aged man who originally had a rosy complexion had become extremely pale, and his eyes were closed tightly, motionless.

"This box is draining Uncle Reeves's vitality..."

Relying on his experience and intuition, Roger immediately determined the origin of the box.

He moved forward cautiously, feeling the strange smell of bacon and beer blowing on his face, while his eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness.

However, just as he was about to approach the unconscious Reeves, Roger suddenly felt a strong premonition of danger.

He immediately "repaid" some of the distance he had previously stolen.

When Roger stopped, he saw a silver arrow flashing with lightning, firmly pinned to the spot where he had sensed danger earlier.

The warehouse, which was very dark before, has become very bright.

On a shelf not far away, stood a man wearing a black coat, about fifty years old, with ordinary looks, but extraordinary aura, with an aura of majesty that was intimidating without even being angry.

This man does not exist in physical form, but as a gray spirit.

His hair spread out against the laws of nature, each strand distinct and entwined with lightning, and in his hand he held a longbow swirled with lightning. As the arcs of electricity leaped, Roger actually felt a sense of oppression from him, as if a dark cloud was approaching.

However, this was not the end. One after another, gray spirits appeared on the ground, on the shelves, and even hung upside down on the top of the warehouse, staring at Roger with eyes as dark as caves.

These people included both men and women, and many of them displayed a distinct aura of extraordinary beings, clearly retaining their extraordinary powers even after death.

Roger took a quick look and saw that there were more than 30 people.

"Fuck, this is a bit too much..."

(End of this chapter)