The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 51 The Sudden Nightfall

So what made it all so sad in the end?

Is it weak?

No, it's arrogance!
It is the arrogance of living at the bottom of the well without knowing the so-called arrogance, and the laziness of not knowing that there are peaks on the other side of the mountain.

Blowing Pan Shen's flute again, Aiwen watched the surrounding environment slowly returning to normal, and then sighed in his heart:
"The Primarch is not an omnipotent existence. He will also be killed, and even his soul will be shattered... and the Chaos Gods have almost no patience with the diehards, except for Sanguinius!"

Suddenly feeling that the air in the cabin was a bit dull, Ivan put away Pan Shen's flute and pushed open the door, and came to the upper deck.

At some point, a thick mist rose from the broad Tussock River, covering the original lush scenery on both sides of the river, leaving only the surging river water beating against the hull of the ship, and the sound of "crash la la" was heard.

Leaning on the guardrail, gazing at the scenery far more dull than the cabin, he suddenly remembered an oath that was sung by countless loyalists during the Battle of Terra:

"We have nowhere to go, because behind us is the Golden Throne!"

It's just that this kind of emotion didn't last long, and was interrupted by a quarrel from the lower splint.

One of them said with a clear but gunpowder-smelling voice, "How long do we have to wait? Are we just going to be kicked around like a football by those bureaucrats?"

As soon as the words fell, another voice with a vicissitudes of life said soothingly: "Be safe and don't be impatient. When we arrive in Backlund, our mission will be considered complete."

Unexpectedly, the "young man" didn't appreciate it, and asked loudly with a more excited voice: "They said the same thing before we set off! But what happened?"

"Cohen's situation has been deteriorating. Those big men whose hearts are harder than rocks kicked us around like a football. They are trying to kill a donkey!"

"Be careful!"

The old voice suddenly let out a low shout, and then said in a soft but decisive tone:
"If... Backlund can't heal Cohen, I will personally end his suffering!"

"Cohen?"

Ai Wen slowly straightened up at the upper splint, and doubts gradually arose in his heart.

"The owner of the underground trading market in the Dragon Bar, and the subordinate of former Punisher Captain Swain, seems to have this name too?"

"But a few days ago, I rounded up Triss with that extraordinary man named Cohen, and there was nothing unusual. Maybe it was just a coincidence."

Shaking his head secretly, Aiwen turned and walked back to the cabin, thinking that it took almost a day to come to Pritz Harbor before, and the way back was smooth. After docking in Backlund in the afternoon, he should be able to arrive at the court before nine o'clock in the evening. root.

Returning to his room again, lying on the narrow but very soft and tidy bed, when he was about to take a nap to replenish his energy, he suddenly found that something seemed to be missing from his body.

"The wallet, the gun, and the Pan god's flute that I bought for [-] pounds are all there!"

"By the way, where did Brenes go?"

He fumbled all the way to the jacket pocket, then searched the entire room and the deck he had been to before, but found no trace of the other party.

"Brennes?!"

Calling in a low voice, there was still no response, and Aiwen's brows in the guest room slowly frowned, quickly overturning and rebuilding the possible situation in his mind.

dropped somewhere?
sneak away?

Or was there some kind of accident?

"First of all, when I faced Triss, I was hit by a black flame in the chest, but it didn't cause any harm to Brenes in the jacket pocket. It is conceivable that the opponent's methods are far better than the surface, and can only manipulate emotions. There are more, and it is impossible to just throw it away like an ordinary item.

Secondly, the other party has always been very stable after leaving Tingen and Pritzhaven, where they are unfamiliar. It is obviously unreasonable to choose to escape when they return.

Then it is very likely that some special situation suddenly appeared, making Brenes disappear by my side, but through an unknown connection, he still suppressed the emotional fluctuations, and I didn't notice any abnormalities! "

"So what happened?"

While pondering in secret, Aiwen suddenly seemed to feel something through the palm-sized porthole in the room, looking towards the outside world.

Seeing that the light that was already very dim under the heavy fog began to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, it was as if the entire double-decker sailing liner sailed into the eternal night unintentionally, and everything around it was completely plunged into darkness.

"it's dark?!"

The sudden vision made Aiwen fix his eyes, and he quickly opened the door and came back to the deck near the bow.

At the same time, several sailors at the stern, under the command of the chief mate, were desperately pulling the cables so that the mainsail, which was full of wind, would unload power, so as to reduce the speed and avoid the risk of being grounded.

It's just that the chanting sailors had just pulled halfway, and the first officer near the guardrail suddenly fell into the water with a "plop" and disappeared.

"Damn it, the mate fell into the water!"

"How is it possible? Did you go to the warehouse again to steal wine?"

Some people exclaimed, some people couldn't believe it.

After all, a storm on the sea cannot easily roll an experienced sailor into the bottom of the boat, not to mention the rumored captain and first mate, who have been with the sea all their lives, are still on the calm inland river. overboard.

So next, the sailors didn't pull the cables to try to furl the mainsail, but quickly quarreled. Some people thought that the first mate was just joking, and some swore that the first mate and the second mate drank too much before and it was a mistake. When falling into the water, some people even suggested that the mainsail be lowered first to avoid accidents on the ship, and then go to rescue the chief mate.

Until, in the faint light of the oil lamp, a figure stuck to the hull of the ship at some point in time threw the unlucky man who was lying on the guardrail and looking down into the water in full view.

The sound of falling into the water for the second time was accompanied by a shrill scream, overshadowing all the quarrels, and finally brought the arguing sailors back to their senses in an instant.

"Damn it, it's a water ghost!"

While shouting angrily, the crew members on the deck rushed into the cabin at the same time, or searched for the guns that they deliberately hid after entering the inland river, or rushed directly to the pilothouse to inform the captain and the drunken two in the lower cabin. Deputy, third deputy.

Only a few minutes later, under the tense atmosphere accompanied by the screams of the passengers and the crisp gunfire against the background of the heavy night and the rapidly flickering fire.

The skin is dark and shiny, tall and strong, wearing an old black and red captain's uniform, and the "Tulip" captain Karl, surrounded by a large group of heavily armed crew, went straight to the stern of the ship. Class A shouted angrily:
"Damn fools! Come on down the mainsail, do you all want to fall into the river and feed the fish?"

Following the roar of the captain Karl, the crew surrounded by him rushed forward to grab the cable, trying to lower the mainsail which was full of wind.

However, this ship has already washed its hands of gold. The upper deck was converted into a "guest room" and the lower deck was reserved as a warehouse. It wandered between the Rorsted Islands and the Kingdom of Loen, and started a warship for both passenger and cargo transactions. It has long since ceased to exist. Half a hundred crew members, dozens of fast guns.

And all it has now is a bunch of panicked passengers, a group of inexperienced and silly newcomers after the old crew disarmed and returned to the field.

This caused a large group of people to grab the cable in awe of the majesty of the captain Karl, and the defensive force shooting at the "water ghosts" at the guardrail was seriously insufficient. Finally, the "human figure" clinging to the wall of the ship completely broke through the line of defense.

"The storm is above, what kind of monster is that?"

"Damn it, shoot... quick shoot!"

The passengers who were brave enough to look at the door screamed and rushed back to the cabin, while the crew on the deck who were also at a loss took up all kinds of weapons and started to fight back.

But on the edge of the guardrail, one after another had pale and swollen skin, and the slender arms with fish webs grew bony machetes, or held rusted steel forks.

In stark contrast, the monsters with a rotten fish head spliced ​​from the waist up did not leave any time for the crew of the "Tulip" to react.

They roared and made a terrifying "Ggggggmlr" sound, frantically hunting all the living creatures in front of them except their own kind.

At the same time, Aiwen, who had witnessed everything, suddenly heard a murmur that seemed to be sung by countless people in unison, containing sadness and hatred:

"The blasphemous murderer, the bloodthirsty fiend, the shameful must atone...in the name of Sonia Solem's wrath, curse them with blood...hunt and endless slaughter!" (Note: Adapted From Bloodborne.)
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