Skill Maker

Looking at the shattered shipwreck on the seabed, Jiang He frowned tightly.

When the shipwreck on the bottom of the sea was smashed into slag by Gundam, Jiang He clearly sensed a cold and dead force.

This kind of power Jiang He is very familiar with, it is... the power of death!

Jiang He, this ship...

Xia Yu also frowned, and quickly turned to look at Jiang He, Could it be related to Atlantis?

A ghost ship!

Jiang He frowned, This must have something to do with wizards. This is a ghost ship controlled by necromancers. How could they place the sentry so far away?

This place is still far away from the location of Atlantis indicated by the compass.

At such a distance, the wizards have already released the ghost ships and other outposts. Obviously, the wizards attach more importance to Atlantis than Jiang He expected.

Gundam, speed up, let's hurry...Damn it! It's coming again!

Before Jiang He finished speaking, he suddenly discovered that countless cold and dead breaths rushed out from all directions.

The sea water was churning violently, and old and broken shipwrecks on the seabed rumbled out, rushing towards the location where Jiang He was.

An icy and dead breath permeated the air, and a chill suddenly appeared from the pitch-black seabed.

It has been hundreds of years since the age of great navigation. How many ships have sunk on the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean?

Not just sailing warships, Jiang He even saw various submarines, frigates, cruisers, battleships, and even aircraft carriers.

Not counting the Age of Sail, just World War I. During World War II, how many warships were bombed and sunk on the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean?

In an instant, hundreds of ghost ships surrounded Gundam's transformed underwater shuttle.

There are warships with sails, ironclad ships from the pre-dreadnought era, battleships, cruisers, and even a submarine.

Hundreds of ghost ships surrounded the underwater shuttle, and the broken battleships exuded a cold and dead breath, and their pitch-black gun barrels pointed at the Gundam.

In addition to these ghost ships, Jiang He even discovered that there are countless ghost ships coming from all directions.

The cold and dead breath diffused from the bottom of the sea, and the huge power of death shrouded the surroundings, exuding a chill, making one's hair stand on end.

Xia Yu's face turned pale.

Of course it wasn't fear of ghosts, or even fear, but an extremely tyrannical coercion in this cold breath of death.

This is the coercion of the extraordinary ninth level!

Facing this coercion, even though Xia Yu was promoted to the seventh level, she still found it difficult to resist.

What a powerful necromancer!

Xia Yu took a deep breath, and hastily took out the copper orb, a golden light shone, isolating the coercion of this vast and majestic aura.

Undead? How dare you play this hand in front of me? Who gave you the confidence?

Sensing this majestic and vast breath of death, Jiang He's eyes burst out with fierceness, and with a wave of his hand, the invisible space fluctuations disappeared in a flash.

With a flicker, Jiang He flashed out of Gundam's cabin and appeared in the sea outside the cabin.

The pitch-black shadow enveloped the whole body, and the icy cold air billowed up.

The power of metal flickered on Jiang He's body, and a pair of ferocious plate armor manifested.

Wearing a helmet of dominance and armor of natural disasters, holding a faint blue rune sword Frostmourne in his hand, he exudes a cold and dead breath.

Unexpectedly... there are undead who dare to appear in front of me...

A dry and hoarse voice rippling out in the sea water, two faint blue flames burst out from the eyes covered under the helmet of domination, whispering from the soul, revealing a high arrogance.

Kneel down, you humble servants.

The ice-blue long sword was raised high, and the pale power of death permeated the four directions, Cheers! I'm here! Your great master has come!

Dedicate your loyalty and pay tribute to your great master!

The call of death, the whisper of the soul, instantly swept all directions. The majestic and vast power of death is like a raging tide.

In an instant, the pale power of death swept all the surrounding ghost ships.

A series of faint blue runes bloomed on the ghost ship, and a series of dark blue soul fires burned on the ghost ship. A series of ghosts, one after another, stood up from the ghost ship.

Salute to you, the great Lord of Eternal Sleep, His Majesty the Lich King!

On the ghost ship, skeletons and ghosts, with blue soul fire burning in their eyes, knelt down on the ghost ship and paid the highest respect to Jiang He.

...

The bottom of the far Atlantic Ocean.

In a seabed space isolated from seawater, there is a huge and ancient city.

At this moment, in a temple in this city, a wizard who was holding a crystal ball, leaning on a skeleton staff, and covered in black robes suddenly let out a miserable howl.

Ah! What's the situation?

Opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, the black-robed wizard hugged his head and howled miserably. He only felt a splitting headache, as if his soul had been crushed.

What's the matter? Wizard Chris, what happened?

Hearing the screams of the black-robed wizard, an old wizard with white hair and white robes rushed in from the door.

Ah... my ghost ship... was robbed of control! All my soul imprints have been annihilated!

The black-robed wizard howled miserably, explaining to the white-robed wizard with difficulty.

Stealed the control of the ghost ship? Annihilated your soul imprint? Is there a necromancer stronger than you?

The white-robed wizard was shocked, Even if it's Osiris, the god of death, or Hades, the god of death and Hades, they will not be stronger than you, and they will not be able to annihilate your soul imprint.

It's not Osiris, and it's not Hades, that man... he's called the Lord of Eternal Sleep!

Howling miserably, the wizard in black robe pointed at the crystal ball that fell to the ground, Alex, you...you see for yourself.

Insight crystal?

The white-robed wizard quickly picked up the crystal ball on the ground, shot out a burst of mana, and activated the image in the crystal ball.

In the picture, a figure wearing a ferocious plate armor and a helmet, with two faint blue flames coming out of his eyes and holding an ice blue long sword, stands standing on the dark seabed.

Around this figure, ghost ships shone with blue rune brilliance. On the ghost ship, countless skeletons and ghosts knelt down in front of this plate armor figure with blue soul flames in their eyes.

Wearing armor and holding a long sword, this is... a melee class, right? A death knight, or a black warrior? He can actually snatch your control and destroy your soul mark?

The white-robed wizard was shocked and looked unbelievable.

In the eyes of wizards, all professions that play close combat are simple-minded savages with no technical content at all.

This kind of barbarian can actually take control of the undead from the hands of the wizard? How can this be?

At this time, in the picture of the crystal ball, the death knight wearing a ferocious plate armor suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bubbling with blue flames, staring fixedly at the white-robed wizard, as if... his eyes had penetrated the space , saw the white robe wizard.

I see you! (I see you)

I found you! (I found you)

A dry and hoarse voice echoed in the ears of the white-robed wizard.

ah!

With a scream, the crystal ball fell to the ground with a clang, and the white-robed wizard turned pale with horror.

Lord of Eternal Sleep? This is... what kind of existence?