2: Chapter 2 Evil Spirits in the Sea

"Come on, move this statue out."

The middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves.

"Move it out?"

Qin Mo scratched the back of his head.

"Yes, move it out. Since it can't protect anyone, let's carry it outside and burn it once and for all."

The middle-aged man had already rolled up his sleeves and called out to the other two villagers.

The middle-aged man and the two villagers tried, but found that they couldn't move the altar by themselves at all.

"I'll go get someone right now!"

Seeing this, Qin Mo turned around and ran out of the temple.

Watching Qin Mo's back, Qin Ling knew that this time was his last chance!

He had to do something!

Otherwise, the ending awaiting him would be dissipation due to the statue being burned down!

He was probably going to become the only wild god beaten to death by mortals!

He had to think of a way!

Qin Ling looked at the two Divine Techniques he possessed.

[Teleportation: Can teleport to a worshipped statue within a certain range.]

[Exorcism: Consuming incense points can grant the statue the ability to drive away evil spirits.]

Wait a minute!

A flash of brilliance crossed Qin Ling's mind.

He suddenly thought that most ships going out to sea enshrined statues to bless safe voyages.

If the ships of Qin Family Village going out to sea were not too far from him, he should be able to sense them!

Thinking of this, Qin Ling closed his eyes and began to sense, and sure enough, it allowed him to sense that another anchor point still existed for him!

It seemed that this anchor point was the ship going out to sea.

Qin Ling used Teleportation without any hesitation.

Teleportation!

...

At this time on the sea, a fishing boat was rising and falling on the turbulent sea surface.

The fishing boat was pushed into mid-air by a strange wave, and smashed from mid-air onto the sea surface, splashing up pillars of water.

Above the deck, the sails of the mainmast and foremast had long been desperately furled, leaving only bare masts and wildly swinging cables.

The thick cables tightened in the howling wind and huge waves, making a strange wailing sound.

"Captain, watch out!"

A man shouted while holding onto the mast.

Suddenly, a wooden box fell from the sky, smashing towards a figure.

Hearing this, the figure dodged the wooden box, and the square scarf on her head fell off.

Seeing only a head of black hair fluttering with the sea breeze, this nimble figure was a young woman.

Her name was Qin Yin, she was Qin Mo's elder sister, and also the captain of the last ship of Qin Family Village.

Long-term life at sea gave her skin a healthy wheat color, but it still couldn't hide her delicate and outstanding facial features.

Besides her as the captain, there were seven or eight crew members busily working desperately on the deck that could be swept away by waves at any time.

Everyone had a rough hemp rope tied around their waist, and the other end was fixed to a solid place at the ship's side or the cabin entrance.

Even so, every time the hull tilted violently, someone would scream and be thrown out, only to be yanked back fiercely by the rope, crashing against the planks or railings.

The shouts of the crew mixed into the roar of the wind and waves sounded very desperate.

"Port side! Look at the port side water surface! What is that black shadow?!"

"It's not a reef! It's moving! Damn it, it's following us!"

"It's over, it's something in the sea, it's those filthy things!"

The crew members who saw the black shadow all knelt on the deck, facing the statue in the shrine, praying that Lord Qinling could bless them to return safely to the village.

Although they didn't believe in Lord Qinling at all, and Lord Qinling had never protected them.

But under this circumstance, they didn't know who else could save them besides the gods.

"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense! Steady your helm!"

Qin Yin's stern shout suppressed some of the panic, but more people's faces were already filled with fear.

Soon, those shadows approached, extremely fast, breaking through the waves, revealing a heart-palpitating contour.

Those were tentacles.

Several pitch-black tentacles, thick beyond imagination, quietly broke through the sea surface.

Their surfaces were not smooth, but covered with some kind of slippery and sticky liquid, among which were distributed pale white suckers of varying sizes.

Those suckers contracted at times and opened at other times, revealing disgusting, writhing annular sharp teeth inside.

They stretched out in the waves, greedily sniffing the only prey on the sea — —

This last fishing boat from Qin Family Village.

At this time, Qin Ling had also teleported onto the ship; he shrank in the shrine, poked his head out, and looked up.

I saw a thick tentacle slowly lift up, carrying viscous black paste, hovering above the ship, its shadow almost covering nearly half of the deck.

What the hell is this?

Qin Ling stared in a daze.

An unspeakable aura of decay instantly swept across the entire ship.

"An ev... evil spirit! It's an evil spirit from the sea!"

An older crew member screamed like he was breaking down.

"Evil spirits really exist! We've been targeted by them! It's over! It's all over!"

"Lord Qinling didn't protect us at all! We've been abandoned!"

Another crew member collapsed to the ground, muttering absent-mindedly.

"Help! I don't want to be dragged down! I don't want to..."

Someone started crying on his knees on the deck.

Despair quickly spread among the crew members.

Facing natural disasters, they could still struggle.

But when facing these incomprehensible evil spirits in the sea, they couldn't muster any courage to resist.

For mortals facing evil spirits, everything was futile.

Only one person still stood straight in the gale like a long spear!

She was none other than Captain Qin Yin. Her complexion was as pale as paper under the alternating reflection of daylight and the shadow of the tentacles.

But the light in those eyes was shockingly bright!

She didn't look at the terrifying tentacles close at hand, but looked at the sea ahead, her lips pressed into a straight line.

She suddenly pushed away a nearby crew member who was almost scared stupid, lunged to the side of the ship herself, and roared hoarsely to the helmsman.

"Never mind it! Look ahead! Front right! That surge is regular! It might be the edge of an undercurrent!"

"Charge through! There's only a way to live if we charge through! Hoist all the remaining sails! Hurry!"

Her command seemed weak and futile in the face of the absolute terror brought by the evil spirit.

Several crew members looked at her blankly, and then at the huge tentacles slowly pressing down, their hands and feet stiff, unable to execute it at all.

Watching the huge tentacles slapping straight towards the ship, the crew members on board all had despair in their eyes, leaving only waiting for death.

Evil spirits?

So these were evil spirits!

Qin Ling, shrinking in the shrine, trembled violently at this moment.

These pitch-black tentacles extending from the sea, filled with decaying power, completely subverted his cognition.

It turned out that this world was more dangerous and bizarre than he had imagined!

It turned out that mortals worshipping gods in this world were not entirely out of ignorance, but because they truly lived in the shadow of some terrifying existence!

Facing the evil spirit, Qin Ling felt an extremely strong, almost innate disgust and repulsion.

That was not fear or nausea, but an essential opposition.

Like light and dark, life and death.

The aura emitted by the evil spirit made his weak wild god feel an instinctive anger.

An anger of being desecrated!

Although weak, it was incomparably clear.

Without thinking much, Qin Ling used Exorcism.

Immediately,

A beam of light burst from the dilapidated statue inside the shrine!