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Chapter 331 The Cruise Ship Heading Towards Death

As Gwen opened the [Potential Healing Potion] and fed it to George, who was being helped up by Helen.

In a dark, silent space.

A woman with disheveled hair, a face that looked like it was covered in smoky makeup, and wearing a dark green off-shoulder robe, seemed to sense something and opened her tired eyes.

Then he raised his head slightly and looked up at the gray sky above, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Under the influence of some unknown connection and the power of death, her eyes seemed to pierce through the gray sky and penetrate the sealing barrier outside the space, composed of countless violent lightning bolts and mysterious runes.

She landed on that terrifying cruise ship that was heading towards death, occasionally guiding her souls and helping her regain her divine power.

Ah!

The moment her gaze fell upon the cruise ship, Hela, the Grim Reaper, frowned.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling coldness flashed in her eyes.

"The corruption of the Outer Gods... No wonder no new drowned souls have been flooding into my realm of the dead lately. So that's how it is... Heh, it seems I've really been gone for too long. Even my Ship of the Dead has been corrupted by the power of those Outer Gods?"

That terrifying cruise ship that appeared amidst the eerie storm, dragged by countless souls toward the end of death, was, thousands of years ago, Hela's Ship of the Dead, used to ferry the souls of those who drowned at sea in the Nine Realms to her realm of the dead.

After Hela was sealed away by Odin, the Ship of the Dead, which had lost Hela's control, changed hands one "master" after another, and even its appearance changed from an ancient three-masted sailing ship to a large cruise ship.

But thanks to some contingency plans left by Hela.

Every so often, it still brings a batch of drowned spirits to Hela's realm of the dead, and then, through the connection between the realm of the dead and Hela's true form, restores a trace of power to her.

Although this trace of power was insignificant to Hela in the past, it became one of the few ways for Hela to replenish her power after being sealed away.

but.

Over thousands of years, far too many things have been erased.

Despite the remnants left behind, the Ship of the Dead, dragged along by countless souls, still maintains a connection with Helen.

But Hela's control over the Ship of the Dead had long been weakened to the extreme.

If it weren't for Erin's use of Eternal Flame on the Terror Cruises, which triggered a mark left by Hela, causing Hela to sense it and use her divine power to focus her attention on the Terror Cruises...

Hela was unaware that her Ship of Death had been corrupted and contaminated by the power of the Outer Gods.

Or, when Hela discovers it, it will be when the Ship of Death has been completely corrupted and polluted by the power of the Outer Gods, becoming something else entirely.

call!

After exhaling a soft breath, Hela's eyes reflected the figure that controlled the eternal fire.

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the other side.

As the potent healing potion flowed down George's throat into his stomach, the dark red and swollen wound on George's abdomen visibly subsided and healed.

Not long after, George regained consciousness amidst the joyful gazes of Gwen, Mrs. Helen, and the others.

"George..."

"dad······"

Look at Helen and the three little ones, who are excitedly hugging George.

Gwen, equally excited, hugged Erin, buried her head in his chest, and said in a trembling voice, "Erin, thank you..."

Before Erin arrived.

Gwen, whose nerves were constantly on edge, was actually on the verge of an emotional breakdown.

No one knows how much pressure Gwen faced, alone with the injured and unconscious George, and Helen and the others, as they fled from the terrifying monsters on this cruise ship.

If it weren't for the unwavering belief in escaping this terrifying cruise ship with her family, Gwen would probably have collapsed long ago.

Fortunately...

Fortunately, when Gwen was most helpless and desperate, Erin descended from the sky again, bringing with her blazing light and unparalleled sense of security, dispelling the gloom in her heart.

After a while, Gwen reluctantly left Erin's embrace and asked Erin, "By the way, Erin, how did you find me?"

After wiping away Gwen's tears, Erin laughed and said, "You've forgotten my other identity. As a fortune teller, if I can't even find a girlfriend, then I'm really a failure."

"Do you remember the phone call I made to you before? After realizing that something had happened to you, I used a ritual to determine your approximate location, and then borrowed a Quinjet from S.H.I.E.L.D. to get here as quickly as possible."

At this point, Erin pointed to Steve and Natasha beside him and said, "Captain America and Natasha came to help after hearing about your accident on the way. After we leave here, we'll treat them to a big meal to thank them properly."

Upon hearing this, Gwen immediately cast grateful glances at Captain America and Natasha beside her.

"Thank you, thank you all."

"Don't mention it, just treat us to a nice meal later."

After waving her hand with a smile, Natasha turned her head with some confusion and asked, "By the way, after we came in, we found that this cruise ship seems to get more and more dangerous as we go down. Why didn't you stay on the relatively safe deck after boarding the cruise ship, but instead came here?"

After Natasha finished speaking, Steve, who was standing next to her, also looked over with a puzzled expression.

to be frank.

Steve was also a little confused.

The cruise ship's deck seemed much safer, with even ordinary people able to stay there safely. So why did Gwen's family risk going deep into the cabin where monsters roamed, and even into the more dangerous lower deck?

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Just as they were waiting for Gwen's answer, George, who got out of bed, let out a slightly bitter voice.

"Because it's more dangerous to stay on deck."

Ok?

Upon hearing this voice, Steve and Natasha looked at George with puzzled expressions.

Seeing the puzzled looks on Steve's and the others' faces, George said, "This is a cursed cruise ship. Every area on this ship has its own rules."

"For example, the deck you mentioned. Although the deck seems to be the safest, if you want to stay on the deck, you have to kill someone every hour, otherwise you will be cursed by this cruise ship and turn into a monster."

"After encountering those monsters in the ship's cabin, we retreated to the deck, but after witnessing someone turn into a monster because they didn't kill someone within an hour, we ran back to the cabin."

Although Gwen's protective armor and George's pistol could easily help them kill others, it was clear that George and his companions, who had their own beliefs, never entertained such thoughts.

After a brief pause.

George continued, "And the upper decks aren't safe either. Although those monsters won't attack those decks, staying in those rooms for too long will turn you into the same kind of monster you saw before. We don't want to become monsters, so we came here."

"As for this level, although you will face those terrifying monsters, you don't need to worry about turning into a monster yourself."

After listening to George's words.

Steve frowned slightly and said, "How did you know all this? Did someone tell you, or...?"

George shook his head: "Nobody told me, but if you spend half an hour in any area of ​​the ship, you'll naturally learn the rules of that area. If you spend half an hour in this deck, you'll learn them too."

It turned out to be the case.

Although George's explanation was somewhat vague, Erin roughly understood what was going on based on what she had seen along the way.

It also answered some of Erin's questions.

No wonder the monsters on the upper level still had many traces of humans on their bodies; it turns out they were originally humans who turned into monsters.

No wonder people kept flocking to this level of the ship, even though it was clearly more dangerous.

This made the deathly and resentful atmosphere in this cabin far more intense than the combined deathly and resentful atmosphere in the cabin and deck above the entrance.

Even the long carpets in the corridor seemed to be soaked in blood for a long time.

Because, as long as there is hope, no one wants to die, and no one would willingly become one of those irrational monsters.

In fact.

The man who was wielding a shotgun and had his stomach ripped open, whom Erin and his group first encountered, was actually running towards the depths of the ship's cabin, rather than towards the seemingly safer deck.

Because he didn't want to become a monster either.

He just doesn't seem to be that lucky.

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After figuring this out.

Erin shook his head slightly.

In fact, whether they are on the deck, in the upper cabin, or in the lower cabin where they are now, for ordinary people, the only outcome is death.

The deck looks safe, but no one can stay awake all night and kill someone every hour.

As time goes by, the constant tension in one's nerves and the lack of rest can destroy a person's will and body, making them weaker and weaker with each killing until they fall at the hands of others, or be cursed into becoming monsters for failing to kill someone on time.

Needless to say, the upper cabins were a different story. Staying in those cabins might seem safe, but it was actually a slow death process. In the end, one could not escape starvation or turning into a monster.

The floor they are on now is also a dead end for ordinary people.

Staying here, while you don't have to worry about turning into a monster, you'll still be attacked by the monsters in the corridor, even if they manage to hide like Gwen and the others before them.

But in the following days, they will become weaker and weaker, and may even starve to death in these rooms.

Just as Erin was deep in thought.

George spoke up again: "You said you found this cruise ship by plane. That plane is currently parked on the deck, still near this terrifying cruise ship. If possible, we'd better leave here immediately, go back to the deck, and then take your plane to leave."

"This cruise ship gives me a bad feeling. I suspect there are even more terrifying monsters in the lower decks. If your plane is spotted by those monsters, it's very likely they will shoot it down."

As he finished speaking, a hint of worry appeared in George's eyes.

Hearing this, Erin shook her head: "No way."

Before George could glean any joy, Erin quickly added, "Because the Quinjet that brought us here simply can't enter this space."

Ok? ? ?

What does that mean?

Amidst the puzzled gazes of Gwen and the others, Erin continued, "After the storm that capsized your yacht, you actually entered another dimension outside the real world. It took me a lot of effort to find a way to enter this dimension; as for airplanes, they simply cannot enter this dimension."

"How could this happen?"

After Erin finished speaking, Helen, who was next to George, swayed slightly and almost fell to the ground.

Gwen, standing next to Erin, instinctively grabbed Erin's arm tightly.

Looking at his arm, slightly deformed from being squeezed under Gwen's armor, Erin's lips twitched. After patting the Iron Man armor that Gwen was still wearing, Erin said helplessly:

"Don't worry, now that I'm here, I'm confident I can get you out of here safely. Hmm, but before that, Gwen, could you loosen your grip for a second? I feel like your armor is going to break my bones."

"what!"

As Gwen released Erin's arm instantly, she gently rubbed it with a mixture of tenderness and caution.

However, after seeing that Erin's arm was not seriously injured, she glared at Erin again.

It seemed as if they were criticizing Erin for speaking in a heavy breathing manner.

On the contrary, Natasha and Steve, who were standing to the side, did not react much to what Erin had just said.

Although the cruise ship looked somewhat eerie, in Steve and Natasha's eyes, everything here paled in comparison to the alien warships and terrifying abominations that appeared during the Battle of New York.

Even the abominations that could easily sway a war and wipe out the Federation army could be easily killed by Erin, let alone the monsters in this cabin.

Moreover, if Erin could bring them in to rescue people, how could they not find a way out?

At most, it's just a little more troublesome.

Thinking of this, Steve and Natasha both looked at Erin, as if asking them what to do next.

Just as Erin was about to speak, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Want to leave? Then come to the lowest level of this ship!"

(End of this chapter)