When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 901 - 273: Quickly Invite Miss Aleister!
Chapter 901 -273: Quickly Invite Miss Aleister!
At this hour, it was far from bedtime for the passengers.
Although not many people could be seen on the damp and dim deck, the bar inside the cabin was at its most bustling moment.
A Lizardfolk dealer was rolling dice, surrounded by a large crowd; in a corner, gathered some players and chess masters who looked skilled, with onlookers standing behind them, arms crossed.
The expressionless Half-Elf Bartender kept shaking the cocktail shaker at a constant rhythm, with rows of small oak barrels behind him.
At the bar, passengers who had never met before each had drinks and late-night snacks in front of them, sharing their experiences or passionately bragging.
The only pity was probably the absence of dancers… However, it was very normal not to have dancers on a ship.
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“Let me tell you,” a bearded man with flushed cheeks said, “this new Pope is quite famous over in Avalon…”
Just as everyone was intently listening to the gossip.
Suddenly, an external force violently shook the ship, interrupting the man’s words.
The flickering lamps inside the cabin either went out or flickered due to the shaking, causing a drunken man carrying a beer glass to walk towards a gambling table. However, the sudden lurch made him lose balance, and the dark beer with coffee-colored foam slipped from his hand, spilling onto someone else’s head and soaking the nearby gambling table as well.
“Hey, you—”
Dissatisfied voices erupted suddenly, the crowd pushing forcefully, and the sound of arguments suddenly grew louder, drowning out the laughter and chatter.
The next moment, the ship violently shook again—this time, it was more than just a simple shake.
The ship suddenly lurched violently to one side, bringing people, along with many small stools and high chairs, sliding and piling up in a corner.
Instantly, screams of terror and confused reprimands were uttered. Due to the violent collision and shaking, all the safely treated lights went out spontaneously, preventing flames from spreading. Meanwhile, the glasses on the tables slid to one side, tipping over and shattering.
The mixed liquors spilled over and covered the passengers crowded at one end of the room, emitting an unpleasant, irritating smell.
Before people could react, the ship suddenly tilted sharply to the opposite side.
Accompanied by mixed screams, people rolled tumultuously to the other side of the room. Continuously, some bumped into others or hit the tables and chairs. Some tables and a portion of the chairs were fixed on the ship, but some chairs were movable. They slid, rolled— even flew up and hit other people, causing quite a few injuries.
Only the Half-Elf Bartender was quick enough to grab onto the counter first… However, even so, barrels kept rolling out from inside, hitting his back and legs. During the second round of tilting, some lucky passengers grabbed the tables fixed to the ground, narrowly dodging flying bodies in the pitch-dark surroundings.
“Oh…”
During the violent shaking, someone finally couldn’t hold back and vomited. It was impossible to see who was vomiting or how far it was from oneself in the complete darkness.
The vomit mixed with the scattered liquor on the floor, becoming a stronger emetic and lubricant, making it difficult for people to stand up… not to mention escaping from the piled-up crowd, the completely unlit environment, and the chaotic arrangement of tables and chairs without injuring others.
“Don’t light a fire—”
The first to react in the bar was the bartender.
Then the ship started tilting to the other side again.
During this second round of shaking, the Half-Elf Bartender almost broke his voice as he anxiously yelled: “Don’t light any fires—”
Fortunately, there were many Priests on this ship sailing from the Holy Nation to Star Antimony.
Hands after hands raised high, one after another Illumination Art lit up like lighthouses, very effectively dispelling the fear in people’s hearts.
With the illumination, agile Transcendents could finally see the layout of the room, quickly opened the door, and escaped from the foul-smelling and utterly chaotic bar. With the lights on, the remaining people could also finally manage to grasp the tables and chairs fixed to the ground, somewhat improving the situation for a moment.
—And the next moment, an immense tentacle descended from above!
It violently shattered the deck above, and the mixed debris of wood and metal fell toward the terrified passengers!
Some shards embedded in the ground, some fell on people. Although not immediately fatal… in the relentlessly shaking cabin, it was as dangerous as a vegetable peeler.
“Sea Monster—”
Some exclaimed in shock, while others rose to resist—among them was a Lizardman Warrior, who suddenly drew his curved sword, slashing with a bright blade aura!
That was a fierce slash as bright as moonlight, incredibly brilliant in the dark space.
—That was a [Ferocious Slash] of the Third Level!
If it landed on a person, it could cleave a stout man wearing light armor in half from a dozen meters away!
However, the slash on the tentacle did not even cause it to bleed.
