I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

"Boom, boom, boom—"

On the retro coffee table, the brass turntable of the old-fashioned telephone was surrounded by knobs.

Every time you swipe, you stay in front of a specific number, gradually forming a group of ordered numbers.

These numbers are the administrative number of Baia Kingdom in the Northern Continent...the city number of Leeds, Osway State...the store number of the Fight Club on Central Street...and the room numbers where the members of this large club live.

Tu Fu steadily operated the digital base built of red solid wood, and lifted a horizontal metal listening barrel connected to the top.

When the rattling metal rotation of the sliding digital dial echoed in the silent cabin bedroom, it was a call to symbolize evil and death launched towards the coordinates.

Tu Fu looked up at the monitoring screen from the captain's cabin on the TV in the bedroom. Their every move was under his nose.

"drop……"

After dialing the brainwaves of the extraordinary members of the club, there was a strange buzzing in the ears of the members of the club, and they felt chills all over their bodies instantly, and their hearts felt empty, as if they were in an ice cellar.

Tu Fu didn't intend to say anything, he picked up one of the "raving spells" in front of him.

After connecting, he pressed the talisman on the side of the phone receiver, just in time to hear the superman of the club let out a light snort.

"filthy."

Tufu moved his upper and lower lips lightly, and used a set of ancient Assyrian phrases as the activation password to lightly activate the engraved runes on the spell.

The dark characters on the metal sheet shone faintly, and guided by Tu Fu's activation words, contained the power to roll in the spell.

At this moment, there was a violent eruption, and the raving spell made by the amount of pollution stripped from Chef Harry's body ushered in an eruption at the other end along the direction of the telephone line.

"Om—"

The first person to be polluted was Barton, a Sequence 8 dream-hunting agent of the dreamer path. Suddenly, countless noisy noises rang out in his ears, and the throbbing in his heart made him suddenly feel a wave of fear.

Then, the experienced dream-hunting agent did not hesitate to use his extraordinary power, his eyes turned white, and he immediately hypnotized himself to block this series of strange ravings.

But this low-level method not only failed completely, but also completely emptied the energy in Barton's mind, and fell into a strange dizziness.

Weird ravings rang in his ears, and the chant that touched the soul moved from far to near, as if it was nearby, yet out of reach.

Cold, evil, disorderly, and terrifying chaotic sounds filled Barton's mind, and wave after wave of explosive bombardments ushered in.

"Hey!"

Without hesitation, the young dreamer Barton picked up a sharp instrument like a madman and stabbed it hard at the eardrum, causing the bright red blood to flow out along the ear canal.

Button just wanted to laugh, thankful that it's all over.

But the clanging noise didn't stop.

This time, an evil and filthy cold voice appeared directly in his head.

"what!"

With a scream of pain, Barton threw away the sharp weapon in his hand, hugged his head in pain and rolled on the ground begging for mercy, his pupils opened ferociously, and were about to bulge out at any moment.

The poor guy's body began to swell violently, and the bean-sized sweat beads instantly soaked through the clothes, mixed with the blood flowing from the five sense organs, and rolled all over the place in pain.

It seemed that something was about to grow out of his body, and Barton was on the verge of losing control in just a split second, and could turn into an unconscious flesh and blood monster at any time.

"The 'Lawyer' did it?"

When other members of the club saw this terrifying scene, their first reaction was that the "orderly ones" were behind it.

They must have used something forbidden to teleport pollution against them.

Otherwise the situation cannot be explained at all.

Seeing this strange scene, all the extraordinary people present tensed up intensely.

"He's about to lose consciousness, and losing control of a Transcendent will become very troublesome."

Someone backed away anxiously, with a fierce look on his face, "Or, kill him."

As soon as this proposal came out, several people present frowned at the same time. The purpose of many people joining the club was nothing more than wanting to use the resources here to speed up the digestion of potions, or to show their allegiance to Bieber and do small things for him.

But it has really reached the point where they want to kill people, which has exceeded the bottom line they can accept.

"what!"

As soon as the voice of the Transcendent who had just proposed to kill someone fell, he was just like the dream-hunting agent who was suddenly attacked just now, and the exact same plot was staged again.

After he let out a painful cry without warning, he fell heavily to his knees.

He also imitated Barton, hugging his head with difficulty, and begging the unknown enemy for mercy while crying bitterly, letting the blood seeped from his facial features splash all over the ground.

"Next."

Tu Fu observed the club scene through surveillance with a stern look, and managed to preserve their lives by controlling the power of pollution.

At this moment, he took over from a god of order who held the power of life and death, and continued to slide the number wheel with his fingers that accurately entered the coordinates without stopping.

When each round turns to a set of numbers, one person is punished accordingly.

On the basis of the string of coordinate numbers formed by Baia Osway State before, just add numbers 01 and 02 behind No. 45, Center Street, the club headquarters, to lock in the number of people present, and you will be able to accurately make people who are more crazy than rap Cursing phone calls to the other party's head.

Still can't refuse to listen to the mode.

Again and again he randomly passed on this great unknown horror to the next hapless person.

The terrifying pollution that reaches the brain is simply impossible to guard against.

The fragile expressions of the members of the club are no worse than those of ordinary people who have been ravaged before. When faced with unknown terrorist attacks, even extraordinary people will be afraid.

The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is fear of the unknown.

When terrifying ravings erupted in his head, the seventh and eighth transcendents continued to fall inexplicably in a short period of time.

These extraordinary elites of the fighting club finally collapsed completely, and neither dreamers or swindlers with powerful mental powers can use their extraordinary power to resist.

The moment the terrifying raving appeared, he was drained of energy.

And those knights and adventurers were also powerless to fight back. Fortunately, their rough skin and thick flesh were more resistant to beating than the rest. Tu Fu specially took care of the members who chose these sequences to deal ruthlessly.

When the raving plague with a high-level nature broke out among the crowd, it caused countless chaos.

At the beginning, the person who fell down and was about to lose control dragged his companion's arm or calf desperately, and kept murmuring, "Help me...help me..."

In just a few minutes, no one present was able to run away smoothly. Under such terrifying babbling, it was not easy to change one's breath, let alone use extraordinary power.

The almost out-of-control crazy shouting and wailing in the club turned this place into an endless hell of suspicion.

"Let's stop here."

Until the last person who wanted to run was knocked down, Tu Fu also used up a lot of raving spells in his hand.

He never made a fatal move to let this group of extraordinary people lose control to death.

There was really no need for this, he just wanted to use this extreme method to stop the club's transcendents, and he didn't want them to ignite the explosives and then cause more casualties.

Of course he couldn't solve Fight Club's actions by himself, but he could solve the people who carried them out.

Even if the means are despicable.

Watching the horrific scene from the monitoring angle on the TV is comparable to the murder that happened on the "Santa Maria".

Tu Fu felt more and more that what he was doing now was like an evil god.

Oh, the evil god is actually me?

...

Central Avenue, outside the club.

"No more."

There was a huge movement for no reason in that boxing gym, and the wailing sound spread all over the surroundings, as if something terrible happened inside.

The brows of Hawkins Lewis, captain of the "Ordermen", became dark, and a bad premonition arose in his heart. He lost his patience and strode forward directly. This action immediately made the members of the Orderers feel nervous.

"team leader!"

"Let's wait, maybe it's their plan."

"Don't fall for it."

All members of the "Lawyer" team are distressed by this reckless captain, even if Sequence 7 rushes into the encirclement formed by many extraordinary people, it may not be able to gain the upper hand.

When Caroline struggled to reach the fight club, she just missed the best time for persuasion.

When she saw Hawkins breaking into the enemy camp alone, she almost vomited blood after a severe headache. After all, she couldn't stop this reckless adventurer captain.

"boom!"

Regardless of everyone's dissuasion, the blond Hawkins insisted on going his own way and rushed straight to the club's gate, waving his clenched fist with a forceful wind, and even broke the door lock arranged by the other party.

Right at the door, the barrels of gunpowder were all unused, which made many people approaching with lingering fears.

"Why don't you wait until everyone is here?" Caroline yelled at her idiot captain.

She was holding back her anger and just about to give a lecture, when she saw more than a dozen extraordinary people in the club who were on the verge of collapse, fell to the ground and howled in pain and difficulty.

I was at a loss for words.

"Don't worry, everything is under control."

Hawkins waved his fist vigorously in the air at the guy on the ground, and looked at Caroline proudly with raised brows, "I have already said that the most efficient handling often only requires the simplest method."