Chapter 130. Floating Monsters
"There were some black creatures with big heads and taller than two humans floating out of the hole."
The moment Charles heard Lily's report, the word native emerged in his head. He had never expected that there would be space beneath the island and there were even indigenous creatures living within it.
The mice continued squeaking for a few moments before Lily turned her head and started interpreting for her friends.
"Those pirates threw many, many fishes into the hole. Those floating black monsters then chased this thing out of the hole." Lily then paused and pointed at the soft and black ball-shaped object in Charles' hand.
"There are so many of these things inside. So, so many, enough to fill up several ships. Then, some people in tattered clothes will carry them out on iron carts. Those dressed in tattered clothes are probably slaves."
Charles cast a doubtful glance at the dark blue creature in his hands. Could this be the fuel traded between the pirates and the native creatures?
Tobba leaned forward and pointed at the ball-shaped object in Charles' hand. With a cheerful smile, he said, "That's it. Feed it to the ships, and they go super fast!"
Looking at the small hand that continuously grabbed at his finger, Charles still found it rather unbelievable that this thing could be fuel. Embark on a quest to the commencement at n0v#lbin★
"Who cares if it burns or not? Since we got our hands on a finished product, shouldn't we just test it out? Bro, did you bring a lighter?" Richard interrupted and looked at Feuerbach.
Receiving the lighter from Feuerbach, Charles peered at the guard tower in the distance. He carefully turned his back to the tower before lightly flicking the flame across the object.
Whoosh.
Bright flames rapidly spread across the black ball, and it soon turned into a ball of flames.
"No doubt about it; this is definitely the fuel the pirates are using." A hint of excitement appeared on Charles' visage even as he felt the searing pain of the flames burning his palm.
With this information, his mission on the island was complete.
However, things took an unexpected turn. The next second, the ignited spherical creature started to struggle violently and let out an ear-piercing shrill scream.
In the open canyon, the scream echoed far and wide, immediately attracting the attention of the pirates standing guard at the watchtowers. A cacophony of noisy and fuzzy broadcast sounds rang out.
"Who's there?! The rear mountain is out of bounds!"
Immediately after, bright beams of searchlights rapidly swept toward Charles' direction.
Charles quickly snuffed out the burning ball of flame in his hand and led the others into a sprint toward the circular structure behind them. Just when he thought they had escaped the pirates' searchlights, a silly and smug voice sounded from behind him.
Charles aimed his gun at the Levitating Fiend and pulled the trigger in rapid succession. However, when the bullets struck the creature's black robe, it felt as though they had hit against a steel plate as they bounced off with a tinkling sound and landed on the ground.
"Aim at the air sac!" Richard's voice sounded in Charles' head, and Charles rapidly adjusted his aim upward.
Gunshots rang out once more, but this time, the bullets seemed to have struck a slick surface when they hit the air sac. The bullets created a few dents in the air sac before they bounced off and slid down the surface.
The attack was ineffective.
"What the fuck are these guys made of? Bullets can't even pierce through them!!"
Charles had no time to pay attention to Richard because the massive stone pillar was swinging toward him again with an accompanying howl.
Gritting his teeth, he folded his incredibly flexible body at a ninety-degree angle and dodged the attack.
Taking advantage of the moment when the stone pillar just landed, Charles pressed his prosthetic limb against the pillar for support.
With all this strength, his muscles tensed up, and he flipped from the bottom of the pillar to the top of the pillar.
His legs propelled him forward with a burst of speed as he ascended the stone pillar. His target? The head of the Levitating Fiend.
Whirr—
The chainsaw in his left arm was instantly activated. Before the Levitating Fiend could retaliate, Charles swung his prosthetic arm across its neck. Bone fragments and transparent fluids splattered haphazardly into the air.
With a loud crack, the chainsaw severed through the giant head of the Levitating Fiend.
As a hissing sound of air escaping came from the severed neck of the floating creature, the leaking air sac carried the head of the Levitating Fiend upward before swiftly disappearing into the air.
Using the falling corpse as a support, Charles kicked off of it and performed a series of rolls to land steadily on the ground.
At this point, he couldn't ponder over the bizarre physical structure of the creature because he saw more of those black Levitating Fiends flying toward them with colossal stone pillars in their hands.
Dozens of three-meter tall black-robed Levitating Fiends were quickly drifting across the air toward them. It felt as though they were a group of Grim Reapers coming to claim lives.
Charles knew that if they continued to flee, the creatures would soon catch up with them as these monsters were much faster.
Charles took out the Bat Mirror and grazed his right hand over the chainsaw of this prosthetic limb before smearing the blood onto the mirror.
"Run. I'll hold them off and catch up later!" Charles instructed his companions in the distance as his body started to transform.
The next moment, a giant bat spanning over five meters soared into the sky and charged toward the monsters.