Darkness is the only tone at the bottom of the trench. Under the illumination of searchlights, even the bottom mud in the sea is pitch black.

The bottom looks big, and there is no wall around. There is only a barren area when you look around. I don’t know where the boundary of this place is.

Seeing such a scene, all the crew members couldn't help but feel their guns and relics, even though they knew that under such circumstances, these things would not be of great use.

Charles on the deck turned his head and looked at Anna beside her. At this time, she had closed her basketball-sized eyes again, and more than a dozen fingers were trembling as if they were electrocuted.

"How is it? Is there no problem?" Charles reached out and patted her tentacles.

"Don't move me! Look for your stuff quickly! If you find it, leave quickly!"

The closer it seems to be to the bottom of the sea, the worse the mental disorder is. In order to prevent others from going crazy, Anna is taking full attention.

"Captain...sonar... did not find the...key...what should we do next?" The first mate poked his head out of the cockpit and said.

"Continue to move forward and drive to the maximum speed. This place is not safe. As long as we find the key, we can leave here faster."

With Charles' words, the Narwhal's propeller turned rapidly. The entire ship made a creaking sound from time to time, and the crew members were frightened.

Fortunately, No. 3 Steel performed very well and there is no leakage at present.

Charles walked back into the cockpit and stared at the circles of scattered sonar waves on the dashboard. The keys that were hundreds of meters long, as long as they were really nearby, would be able to detect them.

Not long after, a highlight suddenly appeared on the sonar screen.

Seeing this scene, Charles' heartbeat began to accelerate.

In his excitement, the Narwhale quickly turned and moved forward there. Soon, the thing detected by the sonar was exposed under the searchlight.

Then a trace of disappointment appeared on Charles' face, and a black submarine covered with mud under the sea was inserted obliquely on the ground. Judging from its current situation, the submarine was already filled with sea water.

"How many submarines did the Pope send? This is already the first time--" Charles suddenly stopped just as he thought of this, and frowned and looked up at his head.

"Captain, what's wrong?" Dipp asked in surprise. The captain's situation seemed a bit strange.

After a while, Charles lowered his head and shook his head, saying on average: "Nothing, keep moving forward, we don't have time to waste our time here."

After seeing that his sailor was not looking at him again, Charles's face showed a hint of ugly.

"There is something wrong. The thing is coming again. What is it staring at me? Is the monster in the water? If it doesn't attack the Narwhal directly, what is it sniffing?"

The Narwhal continued to move forward, and the sonar discovered it from time to time, and there were quite a lot of things in the trench.

But the things found were either submarines or unknown giant bones, and Charles wanted nothing of the key.

"Where is the key? Such a big thing should be easy to find. Can you hide such a wide place?"

Charles' eyes were staring at the glass window, his mind kept spinning.

Soon another dusty skeleton appeared at the bow of the ship. The bone looked like a pair of ribs of a giant, and the bone was directly clamped into the sea mud.

The same sigh rang out in the cabin at the same time, and they also wanted to find the key as soon as possible to go home early.

Just as Dipp was about to turn the rudder and plan to return the ship to the route, a steel arm stretched over and directly stopped him.

Dipp looked at Charles in surprise. "Captain, what's wrong? That's just some bones, nothing."

"I know, don't turn, and drive towards the edge of those bones." Charles seemed to have noticed something.

As the Narwhal slowly approached, not only did Charles discover an abnormality, but other crew members also discovered something was wrong.

"Look, is there a person standing under that bone?"

"Well, it's a bit like that. What does it do if it reaches out to??"

"Under the Sea Man?"

All the crew looked out of the glass and saw a dusty figure standing under the huge skeleton, holding up his arms and motionless.

"Pick the whistle and see where the other party is coming from." Charles said.

The sound of a long and two short sirens sounded quickly, and Charles was sure that the thing could definitely be heard, but it still did not move.

Charles, who was frowning, thought for a while and walked out of the cockpit. "The second deputy is in charge, the second round pipe, the sailor leader, the first mate, Yishui, Ershui, Sanshui, come out with me!"

No matter what he is, at least he is an individual. As long as he is a human, he may be able to communicate.

Hearing this, everyone stopped talking, and the person who was called quickly followed.

Soon the door of the decompression chamber opened again, and seven crew members in heavy diving suits walked out of it.

As soon as they landed, their thighs fell into the soft mud in the seabed, which was very uncomfortable to step on.

Soon, Charles approached the humanoid thing. He didn't think of it before, but when he came to it, he found that the guy covered in mud and dust was at least three meters tall.

As the distance got closer, Charles felt that this person seemed familiar. "This is..."

Charles, who was originally planning to test with his tentacles first, suddenly stepped forward quickly, grabbed the guy's body with both hands, and quickly climbed to the top of him.

When he used his hands to smear the sea mud on the man's face and saw the appearance below, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Charles's face. "It turned out to be this guy."

This thing is not someone but a stone sculpture of the pope. It seems that his face is completely wrinkled. This stone sculpture should have come down with the submarines decades ago.

The stone carving suffered serious losses, and the body was covered with cracks. It was cut off half of the thing with his right hand, and it seemed that it had been completely abandoned.

Charles patted his face with his hands, but he actually slapped the stone sculpture's head directly.

"It's so crispy, this thing is useless, it's probably already scrapped."

Charles, standing on the stone sculpture's shoulder, turned around and started to speak the flags of the crew below.

However, at this moment, Charles saw the crew members' faces hiding under the huge helmets showing an extremely frightened expression.

They didn't have time to do anything, they just subconsciously pointed their fingers behind Charles

Charles turned around and before he could see what he looked like, he ran away with a loud bang.
Chapter completed!