Alex wiped his dirty face and put the same dirty captain's hat in his hand, and he stretched out his hand like a chicken's paw, and pulled out a number of fat maggots from the eye socket of a carrion corpse next to him and put them in his hat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"There was food to eat. He sighed, not really to eat the maggots, but to hurry to the reef by the sea, put these little twisted white worms into the fishing hook, and threw them into the water.

Just like his hat, he used to be a captain, although he was not a well-known guy, but he was also a ship class, and at least it was equivalent to a BMW Mercedes on Earth.

But disaster fell from the sky, and I don't know what happened, when he was watching the play in the bow of the boat, Planck shot him directly, and then fired a salp of cannons - if he hadn't had some strength and luck, I am afraid that he would have sunk to the bottom of the sea to feed the sharks.

"This damn fellow!" he grabbed the fishing line, his eyes revealing ruthlessness, strength! He longed for power! With power, he would no longer be regarded as an ant by the strong, and he could be bombarded without even an explanation.

Suddenly, he felt that the night in front of him had become much thicker, and when he looked up, he saw a faint green ghost fire slowly drifting over.

"Have you seen your soul? Would you like to see it?"

The strange murmur was like the breath of a demon, which instantly made him tremble: "Who?

A black mist gradually enveloped him, and he suddenly remembered a legend - the Night of the Soul Eclipse!

He seemed to remember his father's eerie warning to him when he was a child: "Never go out to sea under the cover of black fog, that means death!"

It was as if a black mist composed of countless tiny insects began to burrow desperately towards his ears, mouth and nose as if they were alive.

Then a dark green scythe pierced his heart, and he glared at the one in front of him in horror - in his green robes, countless bony braids that looked like demonic horns snaked backwards.

The one who carries the lantern, the one who seduces the soul.

He suddenly remembered that distant legend, the story of a warden named Hammerstone.

"The first soul. Hammerstone silently walked past him with a lantern, and in the mist around him, countless dead people emerged one by one, and with hatred for the living, they poured onto the shore like a tide.

Zhang Chao and Lucian were moving side by side at a rapid pace, the scattered skeletons and undead were quickly swept away by Lucian, for these stupid and clumsy low-level undead, Lucian's Holy Light Bullet was simply their nightmare.

"It's Hecarim, I'm going to kill him!" Zhang Chao said to Lucian, pointing to the tall giant ghost rider in the sky.

"If you're joking, then the joke isn't funny. Lucian frowned, it was ridiculous enough that he wanted to challenge Hammerstone, but this guy wanted to challenge the Shadow of War, who was in charge of the conquest - it was a fool's dream.

"Can't you try?" Zhang Chao was a little unwilling, he felt his heart trembling violently, why did he become so belligerent now? He didn't understand it himself, but he knew that his desire to fight had been suppressed for too long, too long.

"If you really want to do it, I want to have a more appropriate goal. Lucian frowned, and clenched the two guns in his hand, the white guns as if they were ivory as if they were extremely delicate works of art, but with the passage of time, they were finally a little old, and thus looked a little yellow.

"You mean the Warden of the Soul Lock?" Zhang Chao knew the hatred between Lucian and Hammerstone, he began to suppress his belligerence, he was keenly aware of the slightest mistake, the aura coming from the sword of the black hydra made him aggressive and fearless, because it was not a negative effect, so even the system did not block it.

Lucian was a little surprised in his eyes, but then nodded decisively: "That's right!"

"Hahaha, if you want to challenge that guy, I'm afraid you'll have to pass me first. "In the dark alleys, the sound of slight footsteps was heard, and the low sound of stepping in the puddle of water seemed like a cold poisonous snake approaching.

Zhang Chao and Lucian tensed their minds at the same time - although this opponent was definitely not as powerful as ancient evil spirits like Hecarim and Hammerstone, it was at least an evil spirit that was close to or even reached the platinum level.

At the end of their line of sight, an overcoat made of the fur of an unknown creature, greasy and untainted, and foul-smelling, hunched over its waist like a dwarf, holding a shovel stained with dirt and blood in its hand, slowly walked out.

He's a human? There's no such person in the world! He's a ghost, but it's not exactly the same.

"Do you hear the ghoul coming?" said the man, as the earth began to tremble beside him, as if something was about to crawl out.

"Who are you?" said Lucian, who had never seen such an evil spirit, though he was the one who had dealt with the undead the most in all of Bilgewater.

Zhang Chao slowly pulled out the black hydra, the cold light on the blade of the sword, and at the same time, a huge hydra seemed to appear behind him, hissing in unison.

He vaguely guessed the identity of this guy - Yorick the Gravedigger!

"You'll definitely remember the name Yorick...... Because you're going to be buried alive by me!hahaha!" laughed wildly, and in their sight, a withered hand suddenly stretched out from the ground.

Immediately afterward, countless scalp-tingling sounds rang out, and in a short time, they were surrounded by an endless number of ghouls with rotten corpse water flowing from their mouths.

"Come on baby!" Yorick laughed as the black mist eroded countless living and made them Yorick's soldiers, and not only that, but even the bones buried under the land countless years ago stood up again, prostrate themselves at his feet as ghouls.

......

Aloy heads into the depths of the Black Mist, where she faces Mordkaiser, the king of the Isle of Shadows.

The reason why Night of the Soul Eclipse has never been able to engulf Bilgewater is not because the undead don't want to, but because the island called Blue Flame Island is home to her, a near-god known as the Bearded Lady.

"Evil spirits, long time no see!" Aloy's voice was rough, she didn't know how long the Bilgewater would last, but she trusted her guards to ensure that the city-state would not perish under the ravages of the shadows.

"Blessings are incomparable, disasters are not one-way!" Under the dark night, pieces of armor flew out from all directions, and then formed a human figure.

He held a massive mace, his scarlet eyes full of mockery.

"Aloy, welcome death!"

Aloy sneered, and green tentacles appeared around her, like the brachiopods of a giant octopus.

"Evil spirits, go back to Hell!" (To be continued.) )