I ask you to portray a mama's boy, but you portray a wealthy man?

Chapter 184 Let’s sink to the depths of the sea

Soul-eating Ye shouldn't have gone to sea.

Everyone who lives on the docks of Bilgewater understands this.

The black shadow floating in the sky will take away every soul exposed to its sight.

But Tudelei, driven by greed, chose to take risks.

He vaguely remembered that he once had the experience of surviving a soul-eating night.

This experience gave him great courage.

But he forgot one thing, he was on land at that time.

When the soul-eating night comes, the sea is often more terrifying...

The ship driven by Tudley sailed safely into the depths of the sea. He thought that good luck would favor him again, but he soon realized that his judgment was completely wrong.

In the darkness of the night, something climbed aboard his boat.

They were grotesque and hideous beasts scattered from the storm, like wild dogs like shaken lice.

These monsters walked on flat ground in the waves, approaching silently, and then easily slaughtered every crew member on the ship with their fangs and claws.

Tudel and his crew have been making a living on the sea for many years. He is not only engaged in normal trade, but also privately engaged in pirate work.

They carry weapons all year round and are accustomed to using violence to solve problems.

But this time, it was obviously not something they could handle.

Facing those killing monsters, this group of pirates had no room to fight back and could only be harvested like wheat and their lives taken away.

Many crew members even knelt down in despair and wanted to beg for mercy, but those monsters had no idea what mercy was, let alone expected them to be able to patiently listen to those sincere words of mercy.

More and more people died, and the crew began to scatter.

Tudelei punched and kicked the crew members in front of him, pushing them behind him.

He finally came to the survival boats.

In fact, he was supposed to carry more survival boats, but before going to sea, Tudelei chose to leave some of them on the shore in order to reduce the load.

In addition, some survival boats have been damaged, and only one is currently available.

At that time, the survival boat was already crowded with fleeing crew members.

"Don't get on it again. If you get on it again, this shabby ship won't be able to hold on!"

The man huddled on the outside begged.

Tudel roared angrily:
"I am the captain, and I am the one who should survive!"

He stabbed the man in the chest with a sharp knife and pushed him into the sea.

Facing the frightened eyes of other crew members on the survival boat, Tudelei muttered: "The strong will live, the weak will die! I am the captain, and I am the only one who can give you a chance to live. Hurry up and get into the water!"

No one responded to him and no one knew who he was trying to convince.

The survival boat is about to get away from the completely fallen ship.

Tudel thought he had successfully escaped danger.

But a storm overturned this fragile boat...

Tudel shook his head vigorously, trying to drive these memory fragments out of his mind.

He knew why he recalled this so clearly.

The cold deep sea was taking the temperature away from his body bit by bit.

The gradually lowering body temperature caused his consciousness to become trance-like.

No!

You must not die here!

The intense desire for survival kept Tu Delie awake.

He used all his strength to climb up the board, slid his hands through the seawater, and collected all the available cabin fragments around him.

"There must be land near here, I believe it!"

Tudelei said these words to himself over and over again to strengthen his desire to survive.

A piece of floating canvas floated past him, but he remained unmoved.

Because he knew that instead of saving his life, this thing might actually harm him.

He has seen more than once at sea that someone used a canvas as a survival prop, but ended up being sucked into it and unable to struggle.

Until it sinks into the deep sea! The canvas was getting closer and closer, and Tudley could only push the thing out with all his strength.

The canvas soaked in seawater was very heavy, and coupled with his extreme fatigue, this movement almost exhausted all his strength.

Why hasn’t land arrived yet?
Tudley's heavy breathing sounded like an old bellows.

The sound of the violent storm echoed in his ears, and in a daze, he seemed to hear sporadic voices.

He turned around suddenly, it seemed that it was not an auditory hallucination!
This sound is like countless imprisoned souls, struggling to cry.

Tudel fell into memories again.

In the violent storm, a crew member was trying to pull the sail and tie it tightly to the boom.

He called for help from the ship's boss, but Tudelei did not come forward.

Because he had already seen broken marks at the root of the sail.

The next second, the sail broke and flew out, with the crying crew member hanging on it.

"So, why don't you save me?"

Consciousness returned, and the canvas that had just been pushed away came closer again, seeming to consult Tudel.

"How the hell am I going to save you? I am the captain, and I have the obligation to ensure the safety of everyone on the ship. Do you want me to die alone?"

Tudley retorted angrily, as if he wanted to use this statement to explain the rationality of his behavior.

The sailcloth soaked in the sea suddenly became entangled, just like it had entangled the sailor at that time.

In a daze, Tudelei seemed to see the dead crew member standing in the cabin and grinning ferociously at him.

"Get away, I'm here to make you rich, I have no obligation to guarantee your lives!"

"On the sea, everyone is for themselves. I would rather others die than let myself die!"

Tudelei roared, pushed backwards, and finally got out of the canvas.

However, the violent movement directly overturned the wooden board.

He fell into the icy depths.

Tudel struggled to swim upwards, but something seemed to grab his feet below, preventing him from moving.

His body was surrounded by corpses, and the dead crew members seemed to be surrounding him.

The thin sound sounded again.

"You betrayed us!"

"We were all people you trusted, and you abandoned us in order to survive!"

"traitor……"

"It was your greed that killed us all!"

"Why do you deserve to live?!"

……

Tudel felt like he was being surrounded by abuse and hatred.

He grabbed the wreckage of the lifeboat and roared: "Shut up, stop talking..."

Finally, Tudelei saw a dark shadow in the distance.

It's land!
He laughed wildly and paddled forward, regaining hope of living.

At this time, he was horrified to find that the bodies of the crew members were also chasing him.

They surrounded the wreckage of the lifeboat.

The small whispers gradually amplified into two clear words.

"traitor!"

Tudelei sat on the wooden board with a ferocious and painful expression.

"No, I am not!"

He yelled in denial.

"I will take you to sea and make you rich. We bear the same risks! I have done everything a captain should do. If it were you, you could only be like me!"

"Please, stop talking!"

(End of this chapter)