he came from the void

Facing the roaring undead, Lei Wen broke out in cold sweat nervously, but everyone looked at him, he couldn't slide down like this.

He tightly wrapped the cable around his arm several times, even if he died, he would hang it.

Trembling with fear, the berserk Wraith almost rushed forward.At this time, the bell finally stopped, and the sudden silence caused the pale wraiths to freeze as if they were frozen, and then they fell straight into the sea, splashing a splash of water.

One of the wraiths froze in the air and fell straight to the deck, shattering itself like a lump of ice, creating a cloud of black smoke.

Then the bell rang again.

"Attention everyone." Kahn said loudly: "No matter who it is, protect the clock for me. No matter how dangerous the situation is or how terrifying the monster you see, don't mess up the rhythm of the bell. The rhythm is not good. Too fast, too slow, too fast will only make the undead go berserk without limit, too slow will give them too much breathing time, only a suitable rhythm can calm the invading undead. Once the rhythm is broken, we will die."

While speaking, the black mist rolled over the railing of the ship, followed by the howling and screaming of the undead, and the wraith passed over their heads.

Many silhouettes of flaming will-o'-the-wisps emerge from the mist: malevolent undead, howling wandering spirits, ghastly knights, gigantic aggregates of souls...the list goes on and on.

This time there are many more types than what Karthus recruited, and there are also many powerful characters.

The black mist is pervasive, tentacles of mist snake out from the cracks in the sampan, and the seamstress' stitches, which were originally strong and sealed, are also leaking mist, approaching these living creatures.

The sailors lit the golden lamp oil brought from No Earn No Return everywhere on the ship. On the deck, on the mast, in the cabin... every place emitted golden lights, isolating the touch of corruption under the barrier of light outside.

Karn covered himself with skin armor, leaving only his face exposed to the air.

The whistling of the black mist became tighter and tighter, and ghosts appeared frequently in the black waves, bypassing the lights and bombarding the sails.The people on the boat only felt a violent shock, and the boat under their feet was rushed towards Bilgewater.

Many people fell down accidentally, but Raven cheered loudly on the mast, and the shouts followed the flying evil spirits, riding the turbulent black fog with pride, and his life became legendary because of his fearlessness at this moment.

Darkness rolls across the sea, toward land.

The lights in Bilgewater ahead began to fade.

"Help!" A cry for help came from below the Siren, and a fishing boat found the bells and lights sheltered here, and immediately turned to row towards the big ship.

But the surroundings of the Siren have long been entangled in black mist, and there are pale faces floating under the sea surface, and lifeless cold fireflies dancing.

The black mist carried an oppressive cold, and as soon as it touched the fishermen, the blood vessels under the skin quickly died, showing black lines.The icy breath of the tomb engulfed his back, and the fisherman could no longer cry for help.

Some wrecked who escaped the Ruin's Curse tried to dive beneath the waves, thinking that the bottom would not penetrate.

But they were wrong.

Snapped--

A wave exploded in the sea near the Siren, and a huge sucker-covered spirit tentacles reached out of the sea, grabbing a drenched poor man.

Immediately afterwards, a huge spiritual octopus suddenly appeared in the mist, its tentacles stirred the black sea water, its whole body was glowing with a green light, it was wearing an iron helmet, and a pair of dark narrow eyes were staring at it without any warmth. Then he used the other two tentacles to wrap around and lift the boat he was on, twisting it in two in different directions.

"The undead of the abyss siren?" Sarah gasped. If giant sea beasts could also be cursed into undead, then the Siren would not be safe.

Lucian couldn't stand it anymore, a burst of light pierced through the man's chest, leaving only a hollow with charred edges, and at the same time ended the man's last life that was nothing but fear.

Sarah cursed secretly. Although she knew that the undead siren would probably approach the Siren after killing that person, Lucian's behavior would undoubtedly irritate the other party and greatly increase the chance of the Siren being attacked.

Sure enough, after twisting the corpse into a blood-spitting twist, the giant beast of the black water leaned towards the Siren.

Now Sarah also had to take out her double guns, and she was bound to kill the ship before it was attacked.

At this moment, a giant whale broke through the sea surface between the Siren and the Kraken, and a water column tens of meters high was ejected from the blowhole.

The sea was blackened by the black mist. This giant whale came up to breathe, but it was self-defeating instead of the Siren and became the target of the Kraken Undead.

The tentacles of the spirit body wrapped around the fins, and the suction cups clung to the rough skin.After a long cry, the giant whale bit the sea monster's tentacles with its teeth.The giant beasts of life and death wrestled, sparking violent waves, and both sank into the dark bottom of the sea.

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief, and then said fiercely to Lucian: "Can you guarantee that you won't set us on fire again?"

The latter looked at the vortex on the sea calmly, and said: "You let us concentrate on dealing with the undead."

"Is the life of a person on board a human life? Don't do anything casually, please."

"Okay." Lucian pressed his pistol to his chest, guarding against the undead who tried to attack the Siren during the pause of the bell.

"Turn right, watch out for the reef!" Raven shouted from the mast.

Even in total darkness, the skilled sailor recognizes by memory the dangers of the water, these sharp reefs which have always been there at all times.

The strong arm of the helmsman suddenly exerted strength, and he turned the steering wheel to the right ahead of time.The Siren quickly drifted out of a trajectory on the sea and rushed towards the dead harbor.

Chapter 328 Modularity

The frenzied bells and the screams of the undead played together, and the Siren was at the forefront of the black mist surge with full sails, like a sharp knife piercing into Bilgewater Harbor.

Raven stood on the mast, cheering in the wind.Crossing the burning Butcher's Bridge, the gloomy sea mirrors the shadows of countless candles and braziers all over the pier.Below the cliff in the distance, the wreckage of thousands of hulks revealed the faint light of lanterns.

The black mist surged past, and the lights went out one after another. This was the darkest time of year for Bilgewater.

The blood-colored sea water around the slaughter dock has also sunk, and the fish that once boiled over to the sky have long since disappeared.

But even in the lightless sea, the towering silhouette of the Leviathan was still so dazzling, Sarah clenched her fists tightly, waiting for the Siren to gradually approach the sleeping behemoth.

The sails were lowered little by little, and the speed of the Siren was also slowing down, preparing to berth into the dock.

Karn handed the clock over to the sailors to watch, to make sure it would ring all night.Located at the Slaughtering Wharf, the sound of the Nameless Bell can be heard throughout the city, but the effect cannot be guaranteed if it is too far away.

Before landing, Sarah couldn't wait to ask, "Where is Illaoi?"

Kahn pointed to an extinct crater on the cliff in the distance: "She presided over the ceremony there, and she couldn't come all night."

"Okay, it's time for Planck's death." After she finished speaking, she put down her helmet and plunged into the sea. Kahn saw a purple figure rushing towards the Leviathan.

Needless to say, she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"In such a hurry, he can't run away." Kahn muttered.

He is sure that Planck is on the Leviathan, because Planck and Illaoi have not seen each other for more than ten years after breaking up, and he must have his own way to safely pass through every soul-eating night during the period , without running to the temple for refuge.

"You two." Kahn turned his gaze to the Lucian couple: "I still hope that you can stay on the boat, it will be safer here."

"The boat is certainly safe...but sorry, we have to save more souls, they are in dire straits." Senna said apologetically.

Just now, they saw a tall fear knight crashing into a leaky house in the slums, raising a black scythe burning with green flames, and taking away the souls of the whole family.

They can't just watch here, the duty of the Light Sentinels is to fight against the darkness.

"Okay then, bring this, and Thresh might find you again." Kahn stretched out his hand to cover his left eye, forcing out a tear.

A pool of glowing purple liquid lay on the palm of his hand, stretching out countless silk threads under the cover of his eyes, and then wrapped himself into a cocoon.

Inside the cocoon, there was a mass of light beating like a heart, emitting a hazy purple light.

"what is this?"

"This is the product of magic." Kahn's research on magic has never stopped. After he got a book of enchanting in Helia last time, he opened up a new research direction.

If magic can be attached to specially crafted weapons, can void magic serve the same purpose?

In the second half of the return journey, he tested a lot of weapons of different materials, and even took coins to test directly. The result was that the compatibility between void magic and inanimate matter was very poor, and the sharp sword would be corroded and hollowed out by void energy. , into scrap metal.

Although the holy stone in Lucian's hand has never been tried, the result is that one plus one is less than one, and it may even become negative directly.

So he replaced the enchanting medium with void creatures, and he himself can "print" void energy into various creations with the eyes of the abyss.

The result was a great success. The plasticity of void creatures provided infinite possibilities. This peanut-sized cocoon was the magical life he had just created. Its "heart" was replaced with an energy storage point, and the chitin shell The pattern on it is the burning technique.

"Don't let it come into direct contact with your skin. It only needs a drop of flesh or a trace of energy to activate it. Be careful when using it." Kahn put the cocoon into Lucian's glove, if it wasn't for his holy stone pistol, it would be a piece A solid stone does not have a normal firing structure. In fact, it would be more convenient for him to shape the cocoon into a bullet and stuff it into the barrel of the gun.

"I understand." Lucian cautiously put the cocoon into his pocket, and then got off the boat with Senna.

Many undead rose from the turbulent sea, but they were suppressed by the bell and turned into terrifying solidified sculptures. They walked on the pier and left in a hurry.

Watching the two leave, Kahn took out a strangely shaped pistol from his back waist, the grip was made of hard chitin, and the barrel was made of straight transistors.Kahn's eyes can see the situation inside through the carapace. The barrel and the grip are connected by a thick muscle, and purple energy flows in the blood vessels above.

Attaching magic to void creatures is already very powerful, but in fact, the modularization of void life is his biggest discovery in this research.

For example, creating a void creature without fangs and claws, or a hard carapace. This piece of flesh will not bite or crawl, and has no lethality.

It has only one function, and it takes this function to the extreme, that is, as long as it touches its nerves, it can generate a strong reaction like a knee jerk reflex, and eject the wrapped object violently through muscle contraction.

Then create a biological structure that can continuously push bullets, and a high-precision crystal barrel formed by void energy, and then assemble the three together, and a pistol is born like this.

Because each functional module can be replaced and assembled to achieve a high degree of customization, the final function is not limited to weapons.

Kahn pressed a raised sarcoma on the grip, and the armor under the grip suddenly opened, releasing a stream of chitin bullets like cloacal ovulation, a total of six bullets, each with a dangerous light beating, engraved with Explosive trap at the touch of a button.

After confirming that the enchanted bullets were in good condition, Kahn brought them closer to the pistol, and saw that the soft flesh at the lower end of the grip swallowed all the bullets.

Although this alien pistol is only the first generation product of Kahn's research on biological modularization, from the bullet to the gun body, Kahn molded it with void energy, but its power should not be underestimated.

Pull the trigger, and a sailboat entangled by undead in the distance broke into two pieces.

Kahn once again had to lament the horror of the void. If they ever awakened their creative ability of integration, I am afraid that the technology of the entire human society will be "implanted" in an instant and then forged.Metal and stone replace bone and carapace, and there is nothing they cannot learn.

Chapter 329 Burning

There are countless undead lurking under the dark sea. In order to get under the Leviathan, the lightning released by Sarah almost illuminated the entire Blood Harbor.

She pressed her hands against the armor, and the suction from the skin armor's suction cups kept her firmly attached to the hull.Without looking back, she crawled towards the top of the cannon muzzle, pale faces appeared on the water below her body, and countless claws scratched on the iron armor, leaving harsh sounds.

There was no sign of life in the gun bay with the door wide open, and the wraiths entered and exited the Leviathan wantonly through the two gun doors.

Her thick defense is also effective against the undead. Standing here, Sarah saw a ghost fly into the hull of a sea hunting ship, and then the keel pierced through the hull and broke into several pieces.

In just one heartbeat, the whole ship froze into a lump of wood, and then sank as if it was full of stones.Something stretched out with gaunt limbs and a hooked mouth, dragging the sailors hiding inside into the bottom of the ocean.

The master of death rode a monster with the head of a lion and the body of a snake, and crashed into the crowd of ships, smashing all the ships in his path one after another.Sails and hawsers were torn like rotting shrouds.The hull was thrown out of the water and smashed into another ship, and even the heavy mast was splintered.

Compared with these wrecked ships, it is already a huge miracle that the largest and most conspicuous Leviathan can stand in this death storm.

There are very few undead with strong heads against the iron armor of the Leviathan. Perhaps when the night of soul eclipse spreads to Noxus one day, you can see these sons of war resist the impact of the undead with solid fortress guards Bar.

Sarah left the gun bay and came to a row of doors.

The long corridors were filled with choking smoke, which was not black fog.There are vigil candles made of whale dung in front of each door, and there are braziers hanging, in which some strange herbs are simmering, and wisps of green smoke are emitting, giving off a pungent smell, which even overwhelms the old stench of the slaughtering docks down.

"There are no ghosts in the corridor. It seems that lighting the queen grass can disperse the undead is not completely superstitious." There is no black mist here, and there are no undead. Sarah simply opened the helmet, revealing a cold face.

"But what's the use? The queen's grass can prevent the undead, but it can't prevent me. Death, knock on the door."

She produced a cigar, removed the sea glass bottle, and lit it near the candle.

Sarah took a deep breath and kicked open the nearest door.

The Leviathan's hull was only wrapped in iron armor, and these living areas were all wooden structures, which were kicked away by Sarah.

The door of the room was suddenly broken open, and the sailors inside thought it was the undead who broke in, and they all got up with weapons and approached the door.

But it was a few flashing bullets that came oncoming, and after a few flashes in the room, there was no sound.

There were several corpses lying in disorder in the room, and each of them had a charred hole around the edge.

Sarah didn't need to ask Planck where he was hiding, because she didn't want to let anyone who was loyal to Planck go, including Planck, and none of the people hiding on this boat tonight would want to live.

She walked among the corpses calmly, fiddling with the pistol, and then noticed that the room was full of alcohol, and there were several bottles of half-drunk rum on the table.

"These people are still in the mood to drink, do they really think that the undead can't enter the Leviathan?"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with drinking, as long as you don't make noise to attract the attention of the undead, generally speaking, the undead will not break open the closed room on purpose.

Looking at these wine bottles, a cruel idea gradually rose in Sarah's mind.

She poured all the wine on the quilt, then threw the cigar on it, and ignited a fire with a splash, spreading along the beams.

At this particular time of night, no one will be out to contain the fire.

Before long, the entire ship would be ablaze, and the smoke and heat would drive people out of their closed rooms.

But that's not the worst part.

Sarah put her helmet on and walked to the next door.She wanted to kill a few more before the fire spread.

Behind her, black mist silently crowded the room, injecting bloodthirsty evil spirits into the scorched gun hole. The pale skin and pitch-black blood vessels formed a stark contrast, and the dead man's fingers began to move slightly.

Undead, the theme of Soul Eater Night is always the undead.

……

Bilgewater, this is not the first time Lucian has come.

Only here can you find the greedy captain who is willing to risk his life to lead them to the terrifying Shadow Isles.

There are dark rivers all over the lower city, and the river and streets have been shrouded in thick black fog. The fog is surging back and forth, and there are some faint light spots in the darkness, like will-o'-the-wisps in the swamp.

The stern smile of resentment was like a rusty blade scraping on the grindstone, echoing among the buildings.Rows of scavenger birds gather on the roofs and squawk, trying to feast on fresh meat before the moon sets.The sound of the blade dragging the ground echoed among the stones, and every time the footsteps stopped, a hapless soul was taken away.

The two passed a dilapidated wooden house with shattered panes, the wooden door had been knocked open and hung precariously on the leather rope, the vigil candle had been knocked over, and the fragments of the door latch lay quietly on the ground, covered with frost.