Sail Shadows in the Sea of ​​Fog

Chapter 212 The Whip Cracks

On the edge of the strange volcanic island, Cheng Lang, with fine beads of blood oozing from every pore of his body, struggled to make his way towards the center of the island with the help of Yun Lan.

"Sister, are we going to rescue the captain?!" Shenba asked anxiously from outside the island, soaking in the seawater.

"don't go"

As Yun Ji spoke, she drew her dagger from her lower back. "We must trust the captain and Princess Yun Lan. Compared to being trapped on the island together, protecting this island is more important to us now."

"What if they don't come out?" Shenba pressed.

"Then let's find a way to get reinforcements."

As Yun Ji spoke, she unconsciously touched the bracelet on her wrist, which Cheng Lang had just given her along with the boat bottle.

"Hopefully, the King of Rica will be willing to help out of consideration for His Highness Bakla," Yun Ji sighed, gripping her dagger tightly.

Do you need me to carry you?

At the edge of the volcanic island, Yun Lan looked at Cheng Lang, who was almost covered in blood, and asked him a question.

“It’s okay”

Cheng Lang took the thorny cane handed to him and gripped it tightly. He took a few deep breaths and, with his heart pounding more and more violently, took another step.

Looking up at the surrounding volcanic craters, Yun Lan took out a bottle of golden healing potion made by Yafuso, removed the wooden stopper, and handed it to Cheng Lang.

"Have a sip, try Yafso's cooking," Yun Lan said.

Unable to speak, Cheng Lang slowly stopped and let Yun Lan put the medicine into his mouth and drink it.

"puff!"

Unexpectedly, this precious medicine, which would normally save lives, was like poison to Cheng Lang at this moment. Not only did he spit out more blood from that mouthful of medicine, but he also lost his footing and fell on the beach.

"poison"

Yun Lan reacted quickly, kneeling down beside Cheng Lang and reminding him in a rapid-fire voice, "Since the golden potion has side effects, perhaps the poison in your whip will work!"

"Are you afraid I won't die fast enough?" Cheng Lang said with difficulty.

Trust me this once!

As Yun Lan spoke, she pulled out a dark elf dagger given to her by Yafso from her belt. Then she looked up at the sky outside the island and manipulated thorns to write on the beach, “Believe me, I am saving him, just as he made me believe in you.”

After saying that, Yun Lan made a cut on Cheng Lang's arm. Instantly, black venom seeped into Cheng Lang's skin, and Yun Lan gripped the dagger tightly, while simultaneously pressing her ear to Cheng Lang's chest to listen to his heartbeat.

Was she confident? This princess, who had been asleep for so long before finally awakening, was actually not confident at all!

But she knew very well that if she didn't do this now, Cheng Lang wouldn't be able to hold out for long!
In just a breath, as the venom seeped in, Cheng Lang's heartbeat slowed considerably.

I knew it would work!

As Yun Lan spoke, she plunged the black elf dagger in her hand directly into Cheng Lang's thigh!
"Fuck!"

As Cheng Lang's heart rate suddenly returned to normal, he opened his eyes wide despite the excruciating pain and uttered a heartfelt greeting to his hometown.

"I made the right bet."

Yun Lan, who was nearly knocked over by Cheng Lang, stood up and said, "The bastards on this island have their eyes on your blood. Once your blood is contaminated, they will lose interest."

What if the bet is wrong?

Cheng Lang grimaced as he clutched the dagger that was now fully embedded in his thigh and asked, "This thing really hurts. I have no doubt that it's already stuck in the bone."

"A scapegoat puppet can at least guarantee your survival."

The petite Yun Lan used all her strength to pull Cheng Lang up. "The next thing to do is to find a way to get you to take out your broken whip and then absorb the toxins from your body."

"There is a way?"

"We have immortal coffins, right? It's quite comfortable to sleep in them."

Yun Lan, like an irresponsible scumbag, tried to find a way to fix things.

"Never mind, thank you for your thoughtful consideration."

Cheng Lang stood up and shook his head helplessly, then pulled the Black Elf Dagger from his leg and returned it to Yun Lan.

The latter, quite sensibly, poured the remaining half bottle of golden healing potion onto his leg.

Before the wound had fully healed, Cheng Lang had already taken out a whip, wrapped it around his arm, and pierced the skin of his arm with the tip of the whip.

With the suppression of the deadly toxin in the whip, although his body was extremely weak, at least he was no longer bleeding from every pore.

Fearing that something else might happen, Cheng Lang endured the discomfort in his leg and quickened his pace, limping towards the heart of the island.

From the outside, these volcanoes don't seem that big, but once he actually got on the island, he found that each one of them was ridiculously large.

Correspondingly, the island is also ridiculously large.

Believe it or not

Yun Lan said, "When I came here last time, these volcanoes weren't this big. No, I should say this island wasn't this big."

Wiping away the remaining blood from his arm, Cheng Lang said nothing, but quickened his pace again.

As the two ran faster and faster, Cheng Lang gradually saw the strange statue in the heart of the island. At the same time, just as Yun Ji and Shen Ba had said before, he heard a lot of whispers from the dead.

"Snapped!"

Cheng Lang lashed the whip with a loud crack, and the whispers of the dead that had been lingering around him vanished with the blow.

"I told you, the spirits of the dead are unreliable!"

Cheng Lang spoke sarcastically, word by word, while looking up at the statue half-buried in the heart of the island.

Only the part of the sculpture above the chest is visible above the ground, but even so, the highest point of the statue still exceeds the height of the Valkyrie's mast.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Just then, Cheng Lang clearly felt his heartbeat quicken. "Snap!"

He lashed the air again with the whip, then plunged the tip into the skin of his arm to inject venom.

As his heartbeat slowed again, Cheng Lang swung his whip and lashed it hard at the strange statue.

"Snapped!"

With a crack of the whip, a clear bloodstain appeared on the statue. At the same time, not only Cheng Lang, not only Yun Lan beside him, but even Yun Ji and Shenba outside the island heard a shrill roar—the roar of the dead!

"If you want to draw my blood, I'll draw yours until you bleed!"

As Cheng Lang spoke, he lashed out with the second whip.

"Snapped!"

With the second crack of the whip, another bloodstain appeared on the strange statue, and everyone heard another shrill roar.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

In the center of the island, Cheng Lang lashed the statue with all his might, one lash after another. The bloodstains on the statue grew thicker and thicker, and the screams became more and more shrill. Finally, the statue shrank by one size!
Cheng Lang exchanged a glance with Yun Lan, who was staring in disbelief, and took a breath. "Get me something to eat or drink. I'm exhausted."

"Ohhhh! Here it comes!"

Yun Lan realized what was happening and quickly took a boat-shaped bottle off her belt. Then she took out a pretty little cup from her bag and poured Cheng Lang a full glass of sweet fruit wine.

"What do you think this is?" Cheng Lang asked, then downed the glass of fruit wine in one gulp.

While refilling Cheng Lang's wine, Yun Lan said, "I don't know, but the fact that the other party only screamed but did not resist makes me very worried. I guess our trouble has not yet begun."

I had a feeling about it too.

Cheng Lang finished his second glass of wine and said, "If we don't thoroughly pound this statue, we probably won't be able to leave here."

"Would you like another drink?" Yun Lan asked.

"Another drink, please."

A voice that was neither male nor female appeared in everyone's ears without warning. Then, the voice even swallowed hard and asked, "Can I have a drink too?"

"Okay, where are you? I'll buy you a drink."

As Cheng Lang spoke, he and Yun Lan stood back to back, looking around.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, a fat man who looked exactly like the statue but was extremely obese and as tall as Shenba jumped down from the top of the statue and landed heavily in front of Cheng Lang.

"One for me, and one for myself too." As the fat man spoke, drool was already dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Having a drink is no problem."

Cheng Lang took the bottle from Yun Lan and said, "How about I ask you a question in exchange for a glass of wine?"

"Your cup is too small, you need to use mine."

As the fat man spoke, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blood-red seashell large enough to be used as a helmet. "Use this, one cup, and I'll answer one of your questions."

"Let me try to fill it up first. I'm worried there might be something wrong with your cup."

Cheng Lang said, "While I'm pouring the wine, how about I have my companion ask you some questions? Also, your wine bowl is really beautiful, could you give it to me later?"

“Go ahead and ask. You can ask the first question,” the fat man replied. “But I will only answer after I have had a drink. If your wine satisfies me, you can have the bowl.”

"who are you?"

Yun Lan exchanged a glance with Cheng Lang before asking the first and most basic question.

Seeing that the fat man didn't speak but just swallowed and stared at the boat bottle in Cheng Lang's hand, the latter stepped in front of him and began to pour wine into the blood-red seashell in his hand, while also taking a closer look.

In just a moment, the other person's wine bowl was filled, and Cheng Lang suppressed his surprise and stepped back to Yun Lan's side.

He was a ghost.

Cheng Lang said in a low voice, "The undead are even more condensed than the Silver Queen. If I weren't close enough, I wouldn't be able to tell at all."

"Glug! Glug! Glug! Burp—!"

In just three sips, the fat man finished the fruit wine in the big red seashell and let out a loud burp.

"I am Gluttony G."

The fat man wiped his mouth and said, “It is the part that God does not need, and it is also the guardian of this place. Satisfy me, or defeat me, or stay and become my food.”

"So are there six other gentlemen or ladies?" Cheng Lang asked with a strange expression, while refilling their glasses.

"Besides me, there are five others."

Gluttony finished his drink in three gulps again, then stretched out the large seashell once more. "Sloth has been defeated by you."

"You were defeated by me?"

"Pouring wine" refers to the act of gluttony, where the person holding the wine bowl stretched it forward.

Seeing this, Cheng Lang refilled the other person's glass.

After finishing the drink again, Gluttony explained, "He was too lazy to resist, so you defeated him."

"I'm so sure!"

Cheng Lang grinned, refilled the other person's glass, and then asked the most fundamental question: "Is the reward of defeating you higher, or the reward of satisfying you?"

(End of this chapter)