"How can I master blood?" Catherine asked the Armored Knight very directly, "Is it possible to master it in such a short time?"

"It's up to you whether you can master it. The Knight in Armor muttered for a moment and said, "The blood comes from your own body, and is originally a part of you. To dominate them, you must first communicate with them. ”

"How do you communicate?" Catherine continued.

"I can't answer. You're running out of time. When the Knight of Armor had said this, he said no more. It was useless for Catherine and the old dog to ask.

The Mashou ferry returned to its original route and sailed at a faster speed. Other ferries not far away seemed to be speeding up as well, which made Catherine feel a little tense.

Perhaps due to the influence of resentment, the old dog does not seem as calm as he used to be. He paced back and forth on the deck, muttering words as if he would find a way to master the blood.

Catherine thought carefully about the words of the Armored Knight, and felt that there were very crucial hints in those two sentences. Because blood is originally a part of itself, it is able to communicate and dominate them. She stretched out her right hand to sit and observe, and soon a small, misshapen, dark red monster emerged from her skin.

The little monster was smaller than the tip of the thinnest quill pen, but the mage could make out its shape - a craggy skeleton with three claws. The little monster seemed to notice that Catherine was looking at it, and attacked very defiantly.

Catherine suddenly understood that whether she could see the little monster or the little monster could see herself, it showed that there was a close connection between them. Because blood is a part of one's body, it senses each other. The female mage figured this out, and suddenly saw more little monsters emerge from under her skin. They swaggered, arrogantly walking around the surface of Catherine's skin, occasionally pulling the hairs from their feet. Although that didn't hurt Catherine at all, it also annoyed her.

Probably sensing a change in the female mage's mood, the little monsters became more and more excited, and intensified their wanton behavior on Catherine's body. Their behavior is deliberately exaggerated, as if they are performing.

Perform?Catherine thought of the word. Since it's a performance, it's not real. The female mage calmed down, and her irritable mood swings gradually subsided. What a little monster, in the end, it's just its own blood. She looked at her palms again, and the little monsters that had been crawling all over her palms fell apart all at once. They turned back into tiny bits of blood and burrowed back into Catherine's skin.

At this point, Catherine has a new understanding of controlling blood, but she can't control them yet, she just keeps her blood from leaking out of her body.

The Mashou ferry traveled for a while, and the scene ahead finally changed. The walls of the giant ship no longer extended, and the end could be faintly seen.

The ferries picked up speed in unison, as if they were vying for the position of being the first to land on the Island of the Dead. The humanoid armor paddled hard in unison, and the armored knight slowly looked at the other ferries. The atmosphere was tense, and Catherine noticed that the old dog was asleep at this time. He even snored, and a thin red mist surrounded him, spreading outward and gathering inward, looking very strange. It seems that the old dog is more advanced at controlling the blood than the female mage.

An unusually thick pillar under the Tail Tribe on the Isle of the Dead. This pillar is connected to the Island of the Dead. Catherine didn't even see what was happening, and the pillar had already protruded from the side of the ship and smashed into the asphalt lake. A wave of waves surged in, causing the ferries to shake incessantly.

However, all the ferries seemed to have been given orders and rushed towards the Island of the Dead at a faster speed. The surface of the lake where the big pillars fell slowly condensed, and the black asphalt froze into solids. Their surfaces are as smooth as mirrors, reflecting the massive hulls of the Island of the Dead.

The Mashou Ferry was the first to arrive, probably because it had four paddlers. The ferry, when stepping on the asphalt solid, reverted back to the appearance of a metal horse. The Knight in Armor patted his mount and rolled over and rode on. The rudder of his ship had changed back to a three-meter-long riding spear, and a pit viper was coiled near the handle of the gun, swallowing letters. Four humanoid armor swords stood on either side of the metal horse, setting off the knight's majesty.

The old dog was still asleep, but the red blood mist on his body had faded a lot. The Knight of Armor ordered a humanoid armor to carry the old dog on his shoulder, then turned his horse's head and walked towards the pillar.

Catherine was half a step behind the Armored Knight, and behind her were four humanoids. In fact, a female mage can release gold as a foot force, but gold is still cultivated in a top hat. Considering the upcoming battle, the special metal shadow can be used as a secret weapon, so Catherine chose to walk on her own.

The giant pillars that surround the Island of the Dead have a road that spirals upward, paved with blue-gray gravel and fine sand. And in these sandstones, a kind of black stemmed grass grows. These black grasses have no leaves and only tough grass stems. Occasionally, you can see flowers blooming on the tip of the grass. The pale white flowers are inconspicuous, only the size of a fingernail, but you can hear the "whirring" sound when you walk past the edge of the flowers.

At first, Catherine didn't care, thinking it was rumors. However, after a long time, she recognized that the "whirring" sound contained different voices, some men and women, some old and some young. Out of curiosity, the mage approached a flower with a stem of grass to observe, and she found that those so-called pale white flowers were actually burning souls. These souls are bound by some power, and can only be confined to the top of the grass. A small flame rose from the stems and grass and burned them. So the souls let out a cry of pain.

Even if she is well-informed, Catherine feels her scalp tingle when she sees this sight.

"These souls are too grudgeful to allow them to disturb order on the Island of the Dead. The Armored Knight had already walked away, most likely seeing that Catherine had not followed, and rode back again, "Don't waste time here, the sooner you get to the Island of the Dead, the better it will be for you." Someone was already catching up with him. ”

The female mage turned her head and looked back, and sure enough, two or three groups of people had also reached the edge of the giant pillar and were climbing upward. Among them was a tall skeleton, dressed in tattered robes, and carrying a skull lamp in his hand. The skull lamp glowed a faint green, enveloping a large area of the ground. More than a dozen skeletons walked in this area shrouded in green light, making a "click-la-la-la" sound. (To be continued.) )