Evil always comes from courage

After several people had stabilized their bodies, the Victoria had once again tilted in the opposite direction to the maximum angle. They clung to the stone platform and crowded together, watching the people in front of them pulling each other, screaming and wailing, Blood splashed from one side to the other.

A picture flashed in Alice Letasha's mind. It was a child catching ants on the sand into an empty bottle, then adding pebbles to it, then closing the lid and shaking it vigorously. Until most of the ants are smashed to death and their heads are shaken, pour them out again and count how many survivors are left.

Alice Letasha didn't know how much time passed, maybe only five or six minutes, but she felt that this process was as torturous as a century.

She only knew that the tilt angle of the Victoria was getting smaller and smaller, and the number of people struggling was getting smaller and smaller, and everyone was dizzy.

In the process of falling, what they saw most clearly was that people were squeezed, trampled, had their necks broken, and their limbs were smashed and amputated by some objects. The people were like balls of meat, in an extra-large frying pan. The pot gradually sticks and kneads together.

The four of them only escaped by chance. In fact, some people between the seats also survived. They got themselves into the gaps between the chairs when they tilted, so they did not fall into the crowd.

But this requires a lot of luck, because when the ship tilts, someone or something will hit the chair, and some people will try to grab it during the fall, hoping that the goddess of fate will take care of them.

During this process, some were lucky enough to be buried in the gaps, some were unfortunately killed on the spot by falling chandeliers, and others were pulled out of the gaps by falling people, with their legs and heads broken. Stuck in the gap alive.

Soon the Victoria almost returned to its normal angle. Although it was still shaking a little, it was much better than the fatal incident that had just happened.

Just as the surviving people breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, the Victoria shuddered again. Different from the previous impact, the angle of the Victoria did not immediately increase, but there was a strong sense of rising and falling in the air, although nothing happened. There was too much chaos, but they were still so frightened that they clung to the stone platform again.

Alice Letasha felt her feet being lifted off the ground for a moment. She immediately understood what had happened and shouted loudly to everyone;

"Hurry up, the Victoria is speeding up, and you'll be fine if you wait a little longer."

Those who were still alive in the gaps under the stage, as soon as they heard this sound, they immediately lay back down or grabbed the objects around them tightly again. No one dared to act rashly.

Grab the stone platform with them, The gentleman who was lucky enough to survive did not dare to neglect, but still asked doubtfully;

"How do you know it's speeding up?"

Alice Letasha glanced at him and only said;

"You lean back and feel the squeeze of the thrust."

When the gentleman heard this, he pressed his whole body tightly against the stone wall behind him. He seemed to feel the push that Alice Letasha said. He took a deep breath and gradually relaxed, feeling that he had escaped..

Just when the ship was stable and everyone thought it was finally coming to an end, suddenly there was another loud noise, and all the survivors felt a deep despair enveloped in their hearts.

It was the impact, It was exactly the same as the impact just now! The Victoria's hull tilted sharply again, and Old Forney's voice trembled;

"What did we hit?!"

Alice. Letasha had despair in her eyes. She clung to the stone platform and tried her best to hold on. Looking at the bloody and disgusting scenes in front of her, she finally closed her eyes in pain and shouted;

"I don’t know, it might be a reef, but I feel like it’s not, it seems like something big!"

Her voice was torn apart by wails and screams. There were too many unbearable and terrifying sounds, and the huge noises continued to penetrate into the ears of every survivor and dying person.

Mr. Bart tried his best to calm down, but he His voice has become broken and hoarse because of fear.

"Will we sink?"

Alice Letasha was speechless. Too many people wanted to know the answer, but the significance of this question was limited to the survivors who could survive this scene.

She didn't know that she could still support herself in such a situation. How long, after all, many people may never see this kind of scene again in their lives.

With her eyes closed, there was darkness everywhere, and Alice Letasha felt that all her senses were amplified, no matter the screams were flying in The ears were entrenched in her mind, and the blood was still spraying on every inch of her skin.

This made her feel that her lifelong fear was infinitely magnifying and amplifying.

In the darkness, her limbs were also following the darkness in front of her. And she gradually felt numb and weak, which made Alice Letasha feel that she would no longer be able to hold on to anything. The whirlpool of death was standing in front of her, like strong wind, like thunder and lightning, pouring into her heart continuously. Out of fear, she beckoned.

She took a deep breath and suddenly opened her eyes. She decided to look at everything that happened on this unparalleled Victoria, burying her fear in the back of death, with a brave and calm face. Regarding her impending death, she gradually calmed down, thought for a moment, and said;

"Probably not. The Victoria's structure is very collision-resistant and will not be easily knocked apart by rocks."